Guiyuan's expression was very calm, looking at the white jade that rushed out of the yellow sand, and said softly: "You are not bad, you can survive from the hands of the Great Sorrow unharmed." ”

Bai Baiyu's expression couldn't help but show a sneer, and said: "Although the exercises of the Bodhi Temple are broad and profound, and they are incomparable, but after all, you are not as good as those monks in the temple who sit and practice...... The great compassionate hand of desirelessness is just for you to use, but it is more amorous, you are not worthy of being the Buddha master of the Bodhi Temple at all, and your presence will only disgrace the Bodhi Temple. ”

Gui Yuan's expression remained calm, and he said softly: "In this world, nothing has ever been fixed, and there is no set of exercises that are immutable, how to cultivate the Great Sorrowful Hand is my business, and I don't need you to say anything." ”

The smile in Bai Yu's expression became more and more cold, and in his eyes, a cold light appeared, and he said slowly: "That's right, if you want to eat [], I will definitely not stop you...... But this is a big tragedy pusher, and so will I. ”

The powerful internal force came out of the table, and the majestic momentum converged on the palm of the white jade, and the dazzling light emitted was stepped out, and the white jade was discharged in one palm, and the power of the brilliant swept out with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas.

There was a hint of emotion in Guiyuan's expression—some things seemed to be the same as he had imagined.

One step out,

The mighty internal forces converged on Longan's index finger.

- Tian Chan finger.

At this moment, the vitality between heaven and earth was frantically pouring into Gui Yuan's fingers, and a strong power burst out.

Point it out with a finger.

The bodies of the jade and longan in the day suddenly flew backwards like yellow leaves in the autumn wind.

A few breaths later.

The powerful power erupted in the place where the two of them met, and the terrifying power swept out, rolling up the yellow sand that was hundreds of feet high, falling down in a row, blocking the view, and a hundred feet of pit came into view.

Bai Baiyu's body stood still, and his expression was a little distorted.

Gui Yuan retracted his qi, his expression was still very calm, and his eyes exuded a calm gaze, as if it was an abyss with no bottom visible, and no matter how violent the storm was, it would not be able to set off the slightest wind and waves.

"Lord of the Bodhi Temple, today you will die. ”

A roar of rage rang out.

During the day, the jade burst out with a furious qi, and the surging internal force swept out, like a furious lion, rushing out.

Gui Yuan looked at Bai Bai Yu, his expression was still calm, he said a Buddha name, his body suddenly moved, and he went away to meet Bai Bai Yu.

If you look down from the sky, you will clearly see two straight sand dragons stretching forward, and then collide together, and the violent wind rises into the sky, rolling up the yellow sand hundreds of feet high.

……

……

If you kill too many people, even a weak woman will add a few murderous aura to her body.

Mu Zili's sword stabbed out quickly and lightningly, and a man in black who had just rolled out from under the yellow sand suddenly let out a miserable scream, clutching his throat, his eyes seemed to bulge out, looking at the woman with a peerless face in front of him, he would actually take his life in an instant.

The body moved.

Mu Zili's body rushed forward, no longer paying attention to the man in black who was slowly falling to the ground, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Kill three people in a row.

Mu Zili's body paused, adjusting the chaotic qi in his body, and by the way, the breath that was condensed in his chest seemed to be exhaled.

Arm movement.

The sword in Mu Zili's hand made a crisp sound, and the blood on the sword body dripped down, and a chill once again emanated from the sword body.

This sword is called Phantom Dance, which was given to her by a deceased kendo senior in the Sin City before his death, when Mu Zili looked at an old man with a yellow face and thin muscles in the city, in a kind heart, Mu Zili gave the old man a little silver tael, and asked the old man to buy food, the old man glanced at Mu Zili, and his expression was very satisfied, and he directly threw a rag wrapped in the sword to Mu Zili.

Mu Zili wanted to refuse, but he had no chance at all.

A few days later, she found the old man in a remote street, the old man's expression was extremely peaceful, and there was a faint smile in his expression, as if he had calculated that Mu Zili would definitely find him again, and there were two neat italics written in front of him - Phantom Dance.

The ventilation machine is completed.

Mu Zili's body moved again, and the sword stabbed forward like a swimming dragon.

A wizened man stretched out his two fingers and grabbed Mu Zili's sword.

The sword must not advance or retreat.

"You've killed too many of my Rakshamen, it's time to end it. ”

The thin man said softly.

Between the words, a finger pops out.

The Phantom Dance Sword suddenly trembled violently, and the sword qi became extremely disordered.

Mu Zili's body had to fall backwards.

The thin man's expression was very gloomy, his eyes stared at Mu Zili, and he walked out slowly.

Mu Zili's expression changed slightly, and the cold aura coming from the thin man's body made him feel palpitations from his heart.

The strength of holding the phantom dance increased a few times.

Mu Zili took the initiative to draw a sword.

- The sunset sinks.

The thin man's expression showed a trace of disdain, and his right hand stabbed out with rapid lightning, and met Mu Zili's phantom dance with his flesh and blood.

Bell Bell Bell –

A hurried sound was heard.

The sword in Mu Zili's hand was like an autumn leaf in the wind, flying outward.

The thin man's body stepped forward, and he threw a fierce punch.

Bang –

A dull voice rang out.

A body stood in front of Mu Zili.

A strong fist was smashed out to hit hard.

Chen Lei's body couldn't help but slide backwards.

With a smile on his face, Chen Lei said softly: "It's really hateful that you actually have murderous intentions in the face of such a beautiful beauty, hasn't anyone taught you how to pity flowers and jade?"

The thin man's eyes couldn't help revealing a hint of disgust, "You're here to seek death." ”

Chen Lei shook his head and said, "I don't want to die yet." ”

The thin man snapped, "It's up to you. ”

The moment the voice fell, the thin man's body moved, and a powerful punch was smashed out again.

"Damn—"

Chen Lei let out an angry roar, his body moved, and flashed to the side.

In Chen Lei's opinion, the strength of the thin man is far superior to the strength of Mu Zili and himself, and it would be very stupid if he really came out hard.

A punch missed.

The thin man's body followed him like a shadow, and he approached Chen Lei's body in an instant, and his hands turned into sharp claws and grabbed Chen Lei's throat.

Cross your arms in front of you.

Hold your own throat.

The thin man's expression was grim.

Claws turn into fists.

smashed out suddenly, and the domineering force suddenly rushed out, and Chen Lei's body flew backwards uncontrollably.