Nanshi is a super metropolis, and it is also the boundary between the north and south regions of the cultivation world, and there are many cultivators gathered here, one by one, hermits or famous masters are like carps crossing the river, there are countless of them.

However, strictly speaking, Nanshi is still within the boundaries of the Southern Region, so the official personnel sent by the state to manage the cultivation world of Nanshi are definitely a high authority.

But the rain planted it.

As the official boss of Nanshi, she was completely abandoned, and no one would come to save her, because no one wanted to be a rival with a murderous demon like Xia Nianhua.

The sun was shining and it was a little hot.

Le Yisheng sits in the main hall of Lingshan Temple, although the main hall is old and very small, but the atmosphere here is extremely solemn and serious, the statue of the Buddha stands, spotless, and the monks in the temple will religiously sit and worship under the Buddha statue.

Le Yisheng does not believe in Buddhism, but he respects these beliefs in seeking Buddha, and also respects the Buddha statues in the temple, he stares at the Buddha, folds his hands and bows slightly, and sits down cross-legged.

He's waiting.

Wait for someone.

A man called Xia Nianhua.

Abbot Jingming is also waiting, and he is also waiting for this person called Xia Nianhua.

The little monk of the round sky was concentrating on sweeping the floor at the door, as if there was nothing else in his eyes.

He's been sweeping for a day.

Yu sat in the room and fed Professor Xu, even if Professor Xu didn't want to wake up, she had no choice but to take care of him with all her might, and she couldn't eat if she couldn't wake up.

Rain was distressed, she had no choice, and was ready to seek the help of Abbot Jingming.

Suddenly, thunderclouds rolled, the wind howled, and dark rain clouds covered the sky of Nanshi, and Lingshan Temple became the focal point.

There is something unusual in the distance, obedient and domineering.

Some ordinary people became impatient looking at the sudden color of the sky and shouting "collect clothes, collect stalls" and so on, some people found their own stores on the streets to escape the impending heavy rain, and some quickly took a taxi home, these scenes seem to be no different from the usual rainy Nanshi.

But there are still some people in the shadows who are staring at the direction of the sky above Lingshan Temple.

One of them, a yellow-haired, slightly chubby, obscene-looking bearded man sat in a food stall with a solemn expression, it was Tarot, and he muttered to himself: "Brother Sheng of Lingshan Temple, where is Brother Sheng......"

There was also a middle-aged man covered in tattoos, whose eyes were full of shock: "This is ...... Heaven-defying technique!?"

There are also many people who are secretly frightened like him When did such a terrifying powerhouse appear in Nan City, and the confident cultivators rushed towards the side of Lingshan Temple, wanting to see what the situation was.

In the sky above the temple, swirling black clouds swirled, several thunderbolts kept flashing, and there was a rumbling sound, and the whole world was a little cold.

In August, the weather in Lingshan Temple was as cold as winter, and the rain felt extremely cold, so she picked up the quilt on the ground and wrapped it around herself, wrapped it tightly without leaving any gaps, closed the door again, covered Professor Xu with a quilt, and lit the fire on the side to keep warm.

The monks in the temple also returned to their rooms one after another to light a fire to keep warm.

Enkong put the broom aside, sneezed, tightened his little novice's clothes, and looked up at the black clouds in the sky.

Le Yisheng got up, he waved his sleeves, patted his arms, and felt that there was no problem, and then walked out of the main hall with his feet up, standing in the courtyard, straightening his waist, motionless.

Abbot Jingming slowly walked out of the meditation room holding the Buddha beads, his old face could not see the expression, but his eyes made people rise up a kind of respectful color.

He kept chanting the Diamond Sutra in his mouth, and the transparent Buddha light gently and slowly enveloped the entire temple, resisting the gray gloomy thunderclouds.

Summer is coming.

When the body that didn't look tall appeared in the thunderclouds, Le Yisheng's expression became unprecedentedly nervous, the battle the day before yesterday was barely won by relying on the long-standing Sword Forest Sword Formation, and this time, there was nothing.

Xia Nianhua didn't seem to be injured, very strange, Le Yisheng clearly remembered that he was seriously injured last time and couldn't even stand up, but it was only two or three days, how could it be as good as ever so quickly, is Xia Nianhua really so terrifying? Is it really invincible?

No, it won't, last time I could win, this time, I can definitely win!

Le Yisheng is firm in his heart, he is the young monarch of the Southern Regions, he is the strongest, he is a super genius who has never lost to his peers, and he is also arrogant.

Xia Nianhua was approaching, and he was wearing a dragon robe, with a golden five-clawed golden dragon on it, a crown inlaid with red gems on his head, and a few bead chains hanging down.

He had a golden long sword at his waist, a dragon pattern tiger and leopard, like an emperor.

In fact, he was indeed a king, the king of Mount Ter.

Abbot Jingming stepped forward, slowly rising, floating in the air and looking directly at Xia Nianhua opposite.

Xia Nianhua carried the momentum of thunder, flashed in front of the abbot Jingming, and a palm of glory fell, the light was dazzling, covering the sky of the temple.

The abbot of Jingming stood still, and the Amitabha Buddha in his mouth was facing him with a palm.

The sound of "Ping", like a bell, stretched out like a water wave, Le Yisheng kicked the ground with both feet, soared into the sky, and drew a sealing barrier with his palms together to block the temple.

The dazzling light hit the seal directly, breaking through it like a devastating blow, hitting Le Yisheng's abdomen, Le Yisheng's face tightened, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks, and after flowing through, his face became pale as snow, as if it had become ice and snow.

Abbot Jingming and Xia Nianhua retreated one after another, and Xia Nianhua laughed evilly twice and wantonly publicized.

"Jingming old bald donkey, right? I really didn't expect that there would be an unborn master like you in the Southern Regions, it's really interesting. ”

Abbot Jingming's face remained unchanged, he kept smiling, and he coughed lightly twice, "Lord Xia Shi has promoted the poor monk, the poor monk is just an ordinary old monk, a small speck of dust in all things, not worth mentioning." ”

Suddenly it rained in the sky, and thunder exploded, striking the trees in the mountains and forests from time to time, and the fire continued to burn, but it was extinguished by this downpour.

The rain fell on Le Yisheng's cheeks, cutting across his eyes, making him even paler.

Le Yisheng flew into the air with his body propped up, standing on the side of Abbot Jingming and confronting Xia Nianhua.

Xia Nianhua had already seen Le Yisheng, and he didn't care about it, after all, Le Yisheng couldn't get involved in such a level of battle now.

Yuankong was still at the entrance of the temple, he picked up the broom on the ground, and ignored the three people in the sky, as if no one was around, he continued to sweep the floor, the rain hit the ground, forming a small waterhole, Yuankong swept away the waterhole, and the cycle continued, and it did not stop.

Yuankong looked down and saw some people in strange costumes reflected in the waterhole.

He looked up, and several people stood in front of him, but their eyes were not on him, but on three men in the air.

One of them, a young man who looked to be twenty-six or seventeen, was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his expression was calm, but his eyes flashed with shock.

The others were in their thirties, men and women in their forties, dressed in all kinds of clothes, wearing suits and carrying briefcases, girls in student attire, women in professional attire, cleaning aunts, and of course, they were all hermits or experienced cultivators in Nanshi.

They arrived, and they sensed that this place was unusual and wanted to find out.

The young Taoist priest kept chanting: "This ...... This is the Murder Demon Xia Nianhua and the Young Monarch of the Southern Regions! Who is the other old monk?"

The little monk stopped sweeping the floor and folded his hands and said to the others: "Donors, please go back, our temple will not be open today." ”

One of the cleaners, the aunt, didn't care what the little monk said at all, and flew directly across the sky, climbed onto the roof of the temple, and quietly watched this earth-shattering battle.

These dozens of cultivators also followed the aunt and stood aside to watch.

The little monk shook his head, unable to stop it, and continued to sweep the floor.

Only the young Taoist priest and a beautiful girl in school clothes about twenty years old remained.

The student pretended to be a girl and exclaimed: "My God, isn't that the school grass of our school?

The girl jumped in front of Yuankong and slapped the little monk on the shoulder, "Hey, little monk, what's going on here, the three people in the sky seem to be very powerful!"

Yuankong is speechless, how big is your heart? You can't see that these three people are all masters, and you dare to come here as a little minion? You don't look like you're afraid of anything, you're the devil!

"Don't the donors know them?" asked Yuankong.

"I don't know, I know Le Yisheng, he is the school grass of our school, I just cultivated, and it has only been two months since I entered the cultivation world, I don't know who the other two are. ”

Yuankong has a black line on his face, you little Meng Xin in the cultivation world dare to join in this fun, you are really not afraid of death.

"Since the donor doesn't know him, let's leave as soon as possible, if I force it to stay, I'm afraid it will be my life. "Yuankong persuasion.

The young Taoist priest answered with a solemn face: "Girl, let's go, don't say who this person is wearing a dragon robe, it is this Le Yisheng, his fame has shaken the entire cultivation world, he is the young monarch of the Southern Regions of this generation, the strongest among the younger generation, and he also defeated the old man of the Red Annihilation a month ago!"

"Let's talk about this summer year, he claims to be undefeated, he has not been defeated since he appeared twenty years ago, has killed countless people, and has single-handedly destroyed two major sects, extremely terrifying, and has become the king of Mount Taier. ”

"As for this other old monk, I don't know very well, I think he is also a peerless master. It's just that no matter how powerful Le Yisheng is, he is also a young generation, why would he go against a master like Xia Nianhua who stands at the top of the cultivation world? Isn't this looking for death?" The Taoist priest seemed to know the common sense of the cultivation world very well, and after saying this.

The girl jumped up in surprise, "Wow, it turns out that my family is so powerful, I must stay and cheer him on~"

It turned out to be another admirer of Le Yisheng......

……

Xia Nianhua pulled out the long sword, the long sword was cold, the sword body was like snow, extremely sharp, the tip of the sword was sharp and terrifying, faintly emitting a faint golden light.

"Old monk Jingming, look at it, there are a lot of people down there, it seems that the victory or defeat of our battle will be witnessed by them, hahahaha, this king will not kill innocents indiscriminately today! This king only wants to come and ask for two people!"

Abbot Jingming shook his head: "There is no benefactor here for the poor monk, no matter who you want, you are all guests in my temple, and the old man has no right to decide whose belonging." ”

Le Yisheng clenched his fists on the side, "Xia Nianhua, what do you want to do?"

Xia Nianhua smiled at Le Yisheng, "Yi Sheng, you young man is very greedy for this king, it seems that you are also that kind of person, you have the supplements that this king needs, haha, this king only wants to return to the rain and old man Xu this time, and if you don't give this king, you will be killed here and slaughter all of you!"

Abbot Jingming shook his head, "Amitabha, if the donor's killing intent is too heavy and it is easy to be counterattacked, it is better to put down the butcher knife and leave a way back for yourself......"

Xia Nianhua was taken aback, "Do you old monk know anything!?"

Abbot Jingming sighed and said: "The benefactor's demonic barrier is already very deep, and the cultivators can see it, and I believe that the Xia Shizhu himself can feel it, so it is better to put down the butcher's knife and let the old man purify your body for you, wash away your sins, and at least let the donor suffer less when he is punished by God." ”

What this means is that no matter what, Xia Nianhua will be punished by heaven.

Xia Nianhua snorted coldly, "No matter how clever your tongue is and you can speak, I will never listen to you, you are not the opponent of this king, why should this king listen to you!"

Le Yisheng's face was calm, he didn't smile or be dignified, his expression was as light as water, and he said loudly: "Xia Nianhua, I don't care what you want to do, who you want to take away, today I, Le Yisheng, will fight you to the death." ”

Xia Nianhua suddenly laughed when he heard it, and mocked: "I said that you are too confident, you couldn't do anything to me with the help of the sword array two days ago, and now you are seriously injured, I am intact, who do you think you are, dare to argue with this king?"

Le Yisheng didn't answer, and the atmosphere of the three of them in the air became more and more solidified.

Abbot Jingming suddenly shook his head and said softly: "It seems that we still have to fight, this old bone...... old man."

The abbot of Jingming dodged, met the flashing thunder in the air, resisted it, and threw a punch with one hand, and the Buddha beads were scattered one by one and turned into nails, freezing the rainy sky.

"Lord Xia has been using the technique of defying the sky, and I am afraid that there will be a heavenly curse soon. ”

Xia Nianhua's evil smile froze slightly, and he stabbed at the two people with a sword in anger, the sword aura was like a dragon, and there was no way to avoid it.

Le Yisheng withstood the huge pressure, his fingers flew and quickly condensed the seal, his eyes were red and his hair fluttered in the wind, and the seal was directly shattered when he met the sword qi.

Le Yisheng's sword qi penetrated and nailed straight to the ground of the temple compound!

Blood flowed and he was dying. The difference in strength is too big!

Abbot Jingming's eyes froze, and he also met the sword qi, and a Buddha seal appeared in the air and collided with it, and the two sides exploded and scattered between heaven and earth.

The power of one blow! In the sky, only Abbot Jingming was left to confront him from afar.

Abbot Jingming sighed in his heart, the Buddha seal just now had already used ninety percent of his strength, and it was only when he counteracted with a dragon-shaped sword qi that Xia Nianhua understated, it seemed that he was not Xia Nianhua's opponent, but he could barely match it.

If nothing else, if it continues, the old monk Jingming estimates that he will be repelled by Xia Nianhua after a hundred moves.

Crisis!