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Although he was shocked back, Zhang Kaifeng seemed to have expected it, the lonely sword momentum of the Hell Dao instantly converged, and his left heel and calf pressed against the ground and immediately flicked, and the whole person bounced out with a sword momentum like a ghost.

The poignant sword momentum appeared like a gathering of thousands of unjust ghosts, and the bleak aura covered the room, Zhang Kaifeng seemed to open the netherworld, and his sword seemed to have turned into a medium, causing the demons to appear on his sword and ask for their lives towards the suffering in front of him.

"Amitabha, Buddha is compassionate!" The old monk recited the Buddha's name, and the breath of his whole body rose like a Buddha in the dust, transporting the unique martial arts of Tantra, and suddenly the dazzling golden true qi rushed out.

Legend has it that when the Buddha came, respectively, the creation of Buddhism and Tantra, although the martial arts of the two schools are different, but they belong to the same lineage, Buddhism's demon martial arts in Tantra also have martial arts similar to it.

The palm gathered the golden true qi, the Buddha light was dazzling, the demon subduing Buddha style appeared, the golden palm power emitted the Buddha light seemed to restrain Zhang Kaifeng's sword moves, and the sword qi that lingered on the sword suddenly collapsed like snow encountering the sun.

The palm strength broke through the sword momentum, and the old monk took advantage of the situation to step forward, and the seemingly dry arm smashed down like a giant axe, and the pressing momentum made Zhang Kaifeng's pressure skyrocket, and then he carried the six illusions of the phoenix dance, and the whole person burst out.

"How is it possible!" Zhang Kaifeng was shocked, he didn't have time to think about it, he swung his sword again, and the suffering appeared like a flash, and the light skill he performed was Pudu sentient beings, and the Buddha's palm slapped towards his chest.

The vast Buddha skills emanating from the Buddha's palm made Zhang Kaifeng's heart frightened, and the sword that was swung out was bounced away in an instant, Zhang Kaifeng's tiger mouth was numb, but it did not stop the advance of the palm, and this fierce palm had the potential to smash the Yellow Dragon. Seeing this, Zhang Kaifeng's footwork retreated more rapidly, but the moment the palm momentum suddenly accelerated, he suddenly lost Zhang Kaifeng's figure, and immediately, a sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword pierced the throat of the suffering monk.

"Ding!"

The accident happened, Zhang Kaifeng was shocked, his sword could not pierce the throat of suffering, and the throat of suffering was surrounded by golden light, which was one of the great mastery of Tantra, King Kong's incorruptible body. This old monk has profound skills, and he has already preliminarily practiced this mastery.

The sudden change instantly changed the situation of the battle, the old monk slapped a fierce palm, and the rushing energy shrouded Zhang Kaifeng in it like a heavy mountain, at this time he was at the point where his moves were old, his internal breath was exhausted, and the new force was not born.

Zhang Kaifeng shouted angrily when the internal breath was exhausted, the other party was determined to kill him, how could he listen to his explanation, the matter was not right, and he forcibly mentioned the internal breath, and a majestic aura erupted when he landed, and it was no longer possible to hide the blood rushing out of his mouth, and he exchanged internal injuries for life.

"Drink!"

Zhang Kaifeng's majestic power suddenly came to life, his left palm rushed forward, and the impact of the painful palm, the energy scattered, the floor under Zhang Kaifeng's feet was shattered, his waist twisted and withdrew, taking advantage of this moment to get out of the old monk's attack range, and the corner of his mouth was injured again.

"Who are you!" Zhang Kaifeng's eyes flashed.

These two people seem to be monks, but the demonic power of one body does not belong to Tantra, Tantra belongs to the branch of Buddhism, and the internal force should not have such a yin and evil spirit, this is a trap.

"Who is it, naturally the one who captured you!" Suffering sneered, there was no Buddhist compassion on his face, and the murderous aura on his body was chilling.

Zhang Kaifeng was very vigilant and said, "Impossible, how can a Tantric monk have such a yin and evil internal force." ”

"Go to hell!" Misery erupted in a murderous rage.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Kaifeng said in a cold voice: "Who are you and why are you targeting me." “

"Demon Buddha is compassionate, and you are no exception!" As soon as the name of the Buddha of Suffering changed, he actually remembered the Demon Buddha forbidden by Buddhism, and he was not a person from Tantra.

"In order to welcome the Demon Buddha out of the customs, you must die!"

"Die!" he said, "Suffering drank, and rushed over, raising his palm.

Zhang Kaifeng swung his sword and slashed, meeting the suffering, the suffering moves changed, the martial arts moves suddenly changed, and the martial arts similar to Buddhism were full of strange flavors, and the palm attacked fiercely. Zhang Kaifeng's body method was mentioned again, and the six illusions of Feng Wu came out, and the sharp heavy sword also came out.

The swordsmanship of the Demon Sword Dao is already known for its strength, even if Zhang Kaifeng's skill is not as good as the suffering old monk, but the domineering power of the Demon Sword Dao swordsmanship and the ghostly body also give him a headache, although his light skill of Pudu sentient beings is not weak, but after the sages of the Demon Sword Dao created this light skill, Zhang Kaifeng deduced it again, which is already a preliminary improvement. In an instant, the fierce battle in the small room became more intense, Zhang Kaifeng flashed out like the wind, and the swordsmanship of the Demon Sword Dao overlapped.

"Uncle Shi, I'm here to help you!" Seeing that the suffering could not take Zhang Kaifeng for a while, he spoke out and joined the battle circle.

The law injury rushed into the battle circle, and the forced palm wind struck, and slapped Zhang Kaifeng's back with a palm, and Zhang Kaifeng became more and more calm in the front and back, which was not good for him in such a small space.

As soon as the footsteps turned, the fist containing the light sword blocked the magic injury, and a sword qi slashed out over the magic injury, and the bright sword qi greeted the magic injury, and the suffering saw that the big hands emitted a golden light, grabbed the sword qi and crushed it, and threw a punch over, Zhang Kaifeng's whole person flashed sideways like a tumbler, and a sword stabbed the old monk's eyeballs.

"Wishful thinking!" the old monk sneered, and the true qi in his body rushed out, shaking away the light sword.

The power of the shock made Zhang Kaifeng's body shake, but he also used this power to cross the suffering and urge his own internal force, and rushed towards the magic injury.

"Demon Blade Pardon!" a low shout came from behind the magic injury, and the light sword burst out with brilliant sword light.

"Poof!" The blood flashed, and the magic wound was immediately beheaded.

"Magic Wound! Suffering and anger, he was alert enough, but he was all pierced by Zhang Kaifeng.

The angry old monk urged the internal force to reach the top, and the palm of the fan-sized hand became claw-shaped, and then, a huge suction force filled this small space, Zhang Kaifeng's body was suddenly restrained, revealing his body, and he stepped forward, condensing the internal force to infuse and the light sword, Zhang Kaifeng slapped his palm on the end of the sword, and the light sword shot towards the suffering like an arrow from the string.

"Hmph!" Misery snorted coldly, his fist slammed forward, and with a ding, the lightsaber flew back upside down.

Nei Yuan hugged it, Zhang Kaifeng urged his strength to the peak, leaned over the sword, and used the fourth sword move of the Demon Sword Dao, and the surging momentum scattered all around, and struck down from a high place.

"Nine Heavens of Magic!"

A low voice resounded in the room, the light sword rose like a blazing sun, and Zhang Kaifeng took advantage of his strength to take off in the air, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his figure turned into three figures in mid-air.

The three figures held the sword and spun down, and in an instant, three majestic sword momentum fell from the sky, like three brilliant Milky Way falling down, and for a while, the suffering was difficult to distinguish. Standing still, suffering urged his own strength, and suddenly a hideous Buddha statue with three heads and six arms faintly appeared behind it, no, it should be said that it was a hideous Buddha and demon statue. Both palms raised to the sky at the same time, meeting the figure of Zhang Kaifeng in three ways.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

The suffering palm is sandwiched with the huge power of thunder, the three swords fall down together, and suddenly the magic sound reverberates through the heavens and the earth, such as ten thousand demons appearing, enshrined the only demon master, the roaring demon sound is mixed with the rolling demonic energy, the demon power descends, and the demonic Buddha power that seems to be a Buddha and not a Buddha is urged by the suffering, and the demon power on the sword is to be dissolved, and suddenly the inn is suddenly scattered by this majestic power.

The floor under the feet of Misery suddenly collapsed, and Zhang Kaifeng took the opportunity to leave and disappeared into the night sky, and Misery was buried by Wall-E, but then there was a loud bang, and Misery came out of the ruins.

"Wow!" Misery turned pale and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood: "Damn let him escape." ”

And at this moment, a black shadow appeared, the black shadow was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and said in a deep voice: "How are things going?"

He let him escape, but the son was also not lightly wounded. At the same time, spread the news on the rivers and lakes, saying that Zhang Kaifeng was committing a bloody case and killed a Tantric disciple, and I wanted to use the hands of the people in the rivers and lakes to kill the Demon Sword Dao lineage. ”

"Is the Demon Sword Dao a vein back in the rivers and lakes! The hatred of the past will kill their descendants now. The black shadow's voice was cold, and he said, "The Demon Sword Dao sword move of the hot hand, we have prepared a trick to crack it." ”

"The next time we meet, we want him to die without a place to bury, but only if he is still alive. Misery sneered, and there was no more human figure in the ruins.