"Hahaha......"

The sound of unbridled laughter echoed in the mountains, and the shadow in the gray monk's robe hovered in the air, "tsk" at the few people present, and the eyes that swept over his body were full of pride.

"One day I can see a Zen disciple working so hard to protect me, alas!

The gray-robed monk's bald head reflected a dazzling glow in the sunlight, making the otherwise clear sky look a little bleak. At this time, he was completely free of the malaise when he was bound by the gray mist, his pupils shrunk to the size of a needlepoint, only a large area of whites was left in his eyes, his bright red lips were exaggeratedly curled, and the original righteous and solemn appearance of a monk disappeared completely, leaving only a strange and strange body.

"Look for death!"

Gu Yaopan reprimanded coldly, his figure jumped up, the cold light of the sword in his hand flashed, and the sword qi roared and rushed towards the monk in mid-air, and the overwhelming light curtain covered half of the sky like splashing water, and the sunlight was also overshadowed.

The gray-clothed monk flashed unhurriedly, and his figure quickly loomed twice, but after moving a little distance, Gu Yaopan's sword qi passed by his side, shooting into the mountains and forests not far away, leaving behind a series of explosions of "sneer", and the bamboo forest in the distance fell down in response.

"Yaopan, do you think that with your current skills, you can easily hurt this seat?"

The face that originally belonged to Hengfa was mocking, and the eyes that looked at Gu Yaopan were glowing with white light, and the gray monk's robe kept swaying in the mountain wind, bringing bursts of pungent blood.

Gu Yaopan, who fell back to the ground with a miss, looked at the man in front of him expressionlessly, stretched out his hand to Zheng Minda and said:

"Give me the gun!"

Zheng Minda hurriedly took two steps forward and handed the gun to Gu Yaopan's palm, then quickly took a few steps back, and stood back beside Tao Mengchu, in this case, he also rushed up to the life of being cannon fodder.

"Hehe! Looks like there's something new!"

The gray-clothed monk narrowed his eyes and looked at the gun in Gu Yaopan's hand, although he stood tall, the small thing in Gu Yaopan's hand still gave him some sense of danger.

"It's okay! The human race has changed really fast in the past hundred years, let this seat also come and see what kind of magic weapon this is!"

His pretense did not attract half of Gu Yaopan's superfluous words, but saw her insert the long sword in her hand into the ground casually, the hilt of the sword was still shaking, and the hand holding the gun moved quickly, and before his words fell, three refined bullets were loaded into the magazine.

didn't give the other party any time to react at all, Gu Yaopan raised his hand and fired three shots in a row.

"Bang, bang, bang!" three crisp gunshots.

The gray-clothed monk's body that stopped in mid-air shook, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and on his chest, three bullet holes arranged in the shape of "Pin" were emitting light smoke, and the gray flesh was turned around the bullet holes, but no blood flowed out.

The gray-clothed monk stretched out his fingers without feeling any pain, and pulled out the bullet that had been shot into his body along the bullet hole that the bullet shot out, and the finger that pinched the bullet appeared to rot as soon as it touched the rune, and a foul rancid smell spread.

After just a moment's scrutiny, the gray-clothed monk threw the bullet away, looking at Gu Yaopan with a little disdain in his eyes.

"But that's it, Yaopan! If you want to keep me, you have to think a little hard! You and I are also old acquaintances, so this can't work!"

"Hengfa!"

Seeing the gray-clothed monk hovering in the air and Gu Yaopan fighting several times, Shi Dejing, who was lying in Su Fan's arms, tried to break up, but was steadily pressed back by his master's hands.

"Hengfa... Hehe! The name is good! Heaven and earth always have a permanent law!"

The gray-clothed monk's eyes flashed, and he looked at Shi Dejing and smiled:

"For the sake of your desperate protection, I will treat this body well!"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out another bullet absentmindedly, completely ignoring the torn and torn flesh on his chest and the blackened and rancid fingers eroded by the spell, and casually threw the bullet in front of everyone.

Seeing Shi Dejing's distressed pale face, he couldn't help but laugh again, and the long whale took a long breath like sucking water, and sighed comfortably:

"What a comfortable breath of hatred!

"Amitabha!" Su Fan looked at Shi Dejing's resentful face, shook his head and recited the Buddha's name.

Looking at the performance of the gray-clothed monk, Gu Yaopan's eyes narrowed, and the five-colored qi that had been standing still suddenly surged silently, but between two breaths, the originally thin short hair on her shoulders instantly grew to her waist, black as ink, and a fiery red spring apricot was released angrily with her breath on her eyebrows.

The demonic qi that rose to the sky spread like a mountain fire in the forest, but in a moment, the entire mountain was covered by this layer of demonic qi, and even the gray rabbit that fell to the ground and was dying was relieved under the nourishment of this demonic qi, and got up again, staring straight at the gray-clothed monk in mid-air with a pair of small bean eyes.

As if some barrier had been opened in the sky, Gu Yaopan's figure slowly floated up in the direction of the sun, her right hand stretched out, palm facing up, and said softly:

"Here comes the sword!"

With her light drink, the long sword that had been inserted into the ground shook violently, and the sword light as fast as lightning came to her in an instant, and with a grip of five fingers, a sword light as clear as water was held in her palm.

"Demon body?"

The gray-clothed monk's face changed, and his expression when he looked at Gu Yaopan became serious for the first time, and his original disdainful appearance no longer existed.

A sword comes from the west, the sky and the earth change color! Swing the sword, the trick, the sword light and the aura are the same color!

"Boom, boom, boom!" collided one after another, and everything in the mountain was shattered into slag by the bursting aura and demonic qi, and everyone on the ground had to prop up the aura shield to protect themselves from being affected by the two people in the air.

After a while, everything gradually calmed down.

A gray-black shadow fell out of the gray-clothed monk Hengfa's body in embarrassment, and after a little steady, he quickly flew away to the other side of the mountain.

"Pounce!"

Hengfa's tormented and broken body fell from mid-air to the ground, his limbs were instantly twisted into a strange shape, and Bai Sensen's bones poked out from the knee of his right leg, and the gray flesh rolled up like padded cotton bursting out of the body of a tattered rag doll.

"Poof!" Shi Dejing watched Hengfa's body fall to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly turned pale like a ghost.

"Want to run?"

Staring at the faint shadow that was flying away quickly, Su Fan's compassionate face was flushed with anger, his hands were sealed on his chest, his lips moved slightly, and the golden characters formed by Sanskrit singing one after another were like a huge net and went straight to the faint shadow:

"Hmmm, what about it...... Tuo you... Agaro... Honey Pillar... Woo Woo Royer... Excuse me..."

As Su Fan's Sanskrit chanting came out, the echo of Sanskrit chanting resounded throughout the mountain, and the sound of Ying He was faintly heard from the direction of the village, and these voices got closer and closer, gradually converging into a huge torrent of wishes, reaching its peak when the disciples of Zen Buddhism reached Su Fan's side.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream rang out in the mountains.