When the Jiazi Hall Yama Tianzhou broke into the battle, the purple bamboo that had been torn off by the claw of the enlightened beast was sliding into the spiritual sea, and a large ripple was far away, pulling a piece of spiritual thread to reflect the dazzling light.

The enlightened beast only had four heads left, and on the body outlined in a literary manner, large wounds were torn open, revealing the chaotic talisman strokes below, which looked like miserable Sen Sen bones.

One of its hind paws had also broken, snapped into a sharp angle, and drooped limply, swaying with its rage.

After tearing off a purple bamboo, it still did not stop, and the claws with sharp blades continued to rush out to the side, and after more than ten miles, on the few purple bamboos near the left, three neat paw prints were left.

Purple bamboo leaves fall like rain.

This scene was unexpected by anyone.

On the way here, Jiazi Dianyan Luo and his entourage were still thinking about how to snatch out Fu Tianshu's hands in order to save their lives, so as to force them to ask about the remaining mysteries of the Heart Classic.

But now it seems that the one who barely survived with half his life is obviously not Fang Ran.

The three of them had superb eyesight and extremely rich combat experience, and they looked at the claws of the enlightened beast, and finally saw clearly that among the broken purple bamboo bushes, a figure was jumping flexibly.

Vaguely, you can see that the figure is wearing a very cheap and ordinary linen coarse cloth shirt, and its hair is scattered at the back of the head with the movement, and the rabbit is extraordinary in its grace.

Feng Xiu could see more things from this figure, the tossing and turning body had the agility that was not inferior to his, and he dared to swim under the claws of the enlightened beast in an almost teasing way, this person's sensitivity to crisis was even more surprising.

Fang ...... Correct. Feng Xiu didn't need too much guesswork to determine the identity of that figure.

Shu Cen walked to the side of Feng Xiu in three or two steps, and looked at the Shangsheng Book Pavilion that was raging in horror.

The pavilion collapsed, the people scattered, and there were many dead and wounded......

Where is there still the majesty of the Eighteen Star Domains, the Confucian Holy Land, and the four great families who are in command?

He whispered in disbelief: "Where is the great array of the Book Pavilion Mountain Guard?!What about the Book Copyist?!What about the Ring Ruler?!"

If he knew, Fang Ran was lured into the room by Fu Tianshu at all, and he didn't know what to think.

Fu Tianshu set up the urn and wanted to lure the turtle into the inner fire and simmer slowly, but it was not a turtle that entered the urn, but an out-and-out hideous dragon......

Feng Xiu said coldly: "At least it is the cultivation of the Chongying Middle Realm, and the killing power of the sword cultivation is three points higher." was rushed to the mountain gate by him, and any scribe and ruler were all empty. If the Enlightened Beast hadn't appeared, the Upper Holy Book Pavilion would have become a dead place long ago. ”

Shu Cen blurted out: "How could Fu Tianshu tolerate him acting so recklessly?!"

Looking up and down the limbs of the enlightened beast covered in bruises, he was shocked to find that there was still a white light dancing on the only four remaining heads!

"Jiao?!No...... It's a dragon!

"A real dragon!"

The enlightened beast tore open half of the purple bamboo with one claw, which seemed ferocious, but it was not worth mentioning compared to the true dragon majesty of the white dragon.

The white dragon is like practice, passing back and forth between the four heads, and every step falls, it will tear off a piece of literary clouds.

If it were an ordinary fierce beast, its face would have been blurred with flesh and blood for a long time.

Shu Cen's eyes flickered, and he finally took his attention away from the enlightened beast, looked around the spiritual sea, and finally saw the master of the Upper Holy Book Pavilion, Fu Tianshu, who was fighting with the Dark Heaven Monarch.

The veteran formation master, who has been famous for a long time, can only fight with the Dark Sky Monarch to the bottom, and he can't take the slightest advantage.

"The darkest ......" Feng Xiu said these four words, and his eyes swept towards the Jiazi Hall Yama.

Not surprisingly, the aura around the Jiazi Hall Yama was tumbling, and angry clouds gathered. He is also an existence in the dignified Heavenly Realm, and he was killed by the Dark Heavenly Monarch under his nose, and he couldn't keep the other party......

This matter can be suppressed by everyone, and the wisp of dust on his Dao heart can't be suppressed.

"I'll go and capture the darkness, you two will help the Holy Book Pavilion, don't let Fang Ran continue to be arrogant!"

Feng Xiu and Shu Cen glanced at each other, this arrangement was not unexpected, but Fang Ran's strength exceeded their estimates.

Shu Cen said: "You go and drag him, wait for me to set up a formation, and crush this son." ”

Feng Xiu stood in place and was silent for a moment, finally letting go of the pride of the martial artist.

He and Shu Cen entered the battle, that is, with more enemies and fewer enemies, and the two of them were in full condition, even if they still had the strength to spare, they were already at the end of the strong bow.

Victory is not martial.

But when he thought of his heart, Feng Xiu did not hesitate.

He stepped out of the heavenly boat and walked towards the Linghai Sea, a few miles in one step, and in just ten breaths, he had already come to the side of the purple bamboo forest.

"Fang Ran, come to fight!"

The roar attracted a lot of attention, and the faces of the Confucian scholars who could still stand up in the Holy Book Pavilion were even more ugly.

Even if Feng Xiu is here to help the Library, but a group of scholars boast of being a representative of the heavens, their hearts are higher than the sky, and a martial artist who is arrogant in the door is already a slap in the face, and now there is another one with such teeth and claws, who can bear it?

At that moment, a scholar leaning on the eaves pillar with Zhu Wenying's couplet hung scolded: "Vertical martial arts, go to the pure land of the Holy Book Pavilion, how can you be presumptuous again?"

This scolding was like cold water poured into a boiling oil pot, and Fang Ran was tossed all the time, full of devastation, and the Confucian students were indignant in their hearts, so they just spit it out at this moment.

All kinds of denunciations with dirty words were overwhelming, and even Fang Ran frowned and pursed his lips when he heard it-this is too ugly.

Feng Xiu cultivates his body but does not cultivate his gods, a martial artist is a rough man, where can he endure this kind of angry scolding, his face twitched, he stepped on two purple bamboo leaves, his qi sank, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and spoke-

"Roar!"

Fang Ran was shocked - this is the most pure foreign practice lion roar in Buddhism, he had to see the Dharma monks practice when he was in Little Sumeru Mountain, and the roar of Feng Xiu is quite a little bit of the essence of sixty percent, which is obviously from the true transmission of Zen Buddhism.

A lion's roar suppressed all the scolding that raged in the sky above the library, and several scholars who were closer turned pale and fell to the ground with their ears covered.

Feng Xiu snorted heavily, extremely disdainful of these scholars' behavior.

The Upper Holy Book Pavilion would not have been so embarrassed, but all their cultivation was on the formation path, but the formation path was completely broken by Fang Ran, and the Dao heart was already covered with dust, and at this moment, if they were sealed and cultivated like this, no one dared to pick another word.

He raised his fists, and Fang Ran was not affected in the slightest in the lion's roar, which made his evaluation of Fang Ran improve by three points.

Fang Ran looked at the pair of iron fists that could destroy mountains and seas, and the unpredictable prophet flashed the pursuit of the enlightened beast behind him, shook his head with a smile, and drew a few runes on his side.

Fu seals the door, flowing clouds and venting the ground.

"Heh, call a helper?" Feng Xiu's perception of Fang Ran dropped again.

The door opened, and Tianxin Zenzi stepped out with a helpless face, giving birth to a lotus step by step.

His breath is magnificent and solemn, with lotus petals falling all over his body, Sanskrit sounds like songs, and three thousand troubles on his body, but it seems that this Zen man is more and more pitiful to the red dust.

The crazy enlightened beast's movements are stagnant, and the Buddha thoughts on Tianxin Zenzi's body are the most calming, and the churning talisman seal on its body is slowly subsiding.

Feng Xiu maintained the movement of his hands, dumbfounded, and after a while, he closed his fists and palms, folded them in front of his chest, honestly chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "The former monk of the Dharma Academy has cultivated far away, and he has seen Tianxin Zenzi. ”

In terms of strength, he was at the peak of six steps and suppressed the Tianxin Zen who was still in the five places, but the Zen Zi was unfathomable, not to mention the two identities of seniority and walking in the world, he steadily suppressed Feng Xiu.

Moreover, his lion's roar was not inherited properly, but it was stolen from the Golden Pavilion, and he was expelled from Zen Buddhism because of this, which was the biggest regret of Feng Xiu, and it was difficult for him to face it in the face of Tianxin Zenzi, who was almost a descendant of Zen Buddhism.

Zen Zi obviously also knew the former disciple of the Dharma Academy who was known as Xiuyuan, so he sighed and said, "Fang Ran is running for the destruction of foreign demons, and Zen Buddhism is doing its best to help him, Xiuyuan, you can come too." ”

His lips and teeth moved slightly, and a Buddhist mantra was sent into Feng Xiu's ears through the air, and then continued: "You don't cultivate your body and don't cultivate your mind, the lion's roar accompanies you, there is no Heart Sutra to dissolve, and the Dao heart is injured, and the heavenly realm is hopeless, and the Heart Code can't help you." ”

That Buddha's words are the Heart Sutra scriptures that can help seal and resolve the lion's roar.

Feng Xiu was shaking in his heart at this time, Tianxin Zenzi's words were equivalent to Zen decidedness, Tianxin Zen called him the Dharma name instead of the common name, and in an instant, when he was young, he and his senior brothers carried water and chopped firewood to water vegetables and practiced, and the scene came to mind.

Feng Xiu lowered his head: "Follow the decree of Zenzi." ”

Fang Ran smiled, raised his hand and pointed at the enlightened beast that was struggling between clarity and madness, and said to Zen Zi and Feng Xiu: "Come, let's take care of this beast together!"

The Confucians, who were dizzy by the lion's roar, began to point at Feng Xiu and scold at this moment: "Three family slaves!

Fu Tianshu was far away in the spiritual sea and confronted the Dark Heaven Monarch, and when his body was staggered, he saw the tragic situation of the Shuge, and he couldn't help but cry out sadly: "Sven sweeps the floor!"

Dark Heavenly Monarch smiled: "Lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot, if you don't come to provoke Fang Ran, you will still be a high-sounding gentleman in front of people when you go to the Holy Book Pavilion."

"I haven't seen anyone who messed with that kid get out of here. If you are Fu Tianshu, you can't escape the trap, so it's better to think about how you want to end up now. ”

Having said that, there was no mercy under his hands, and the offensive was like a wave, stirring up a tsunami in the spiritual sea, and the waves were stacked higher and higher, almost obscuring the sight of the four directions.

"Dark clouds cover the sun!"

As soon as the words fell, the black clouds completely obscured the surroundings, and Fu Tianshu felt that his eyes were dark, and even his sense of direction became a little blurred.

In the darkest way, it is not only the eyes that are blinded, but the way held by the great things of the heavenly realm can even cover the mind.

It is not difficult to speculate that if one day, the Dark Heavenly Monarch steps nine steps and unleashes the true meaning of the Great Dao, I am afraid that even the heavenly machine can cover it.

Fu Tianshu made a decision immediately, drew two points with his fingers with his backhand, and pressed it to his eyes.

Between the streamers, in the endless darkness, his eyes opened like two stars.

"One step slower!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, all he saw was a pair of fists that were rapidly expanding, and there was a faint blue light on the top of the fists.

The blue light smashed on his chest, and the body protection formation shattered like a glass cup.

- Bang!

With a muffled sound, Fu Tianshu retreated backwards, retreating for dozens of miles before unloading his strength.

Dark Sky Monarch looked at his fist helplessly, and shook his head: "I knew that I would pour a few more gravity into it, and tear him apart in the spiritual sea." ”

He turned his head to look to the side, and the Jiazi Hall Yama was staring at him.

"Hehe, I knew you were coming. Cheng Beitu has already been buried?"

There was no joy, anger or sorrow on his face, but he said flatly: "Dust to dust, soil to earth." ”

The Dark Heavenly Monarch walked forward with his hands behind his back, but he didn't look at the Jiazi Hall Yama.

"My cultivation has improved again, but you are still the same as you were back then, and even the Dao Heart is even worse. You can't beat me. ”

As he passed by, the Dark Sky Monarch lowered his voice, unable to tell whether it was a warning or an explanation: "This is a personal vendetta. ”

Jiazi Hall Yama Luo laughed and said, "Yes, it's a personal vendetta. ”

Before the words fell, his fists passed through an extremely tricky angle, and directly hit the position of the Dark Sky Monarch's waist, and a thunderous roar came out under the black robe, and the Dark Sky Monarch flew back thirty miles and stood still, wiping his head under the black hat with his hand.

He said vigilantly: "It turns out that last time, you were clumsy. ”

Jiazi Palace's Yan Luo's tone was still plain: "This style is called Huangji Po. The last time I came in a hurry, I didn't have time to let you taste the taste, so I will make up for it today. ”

On the other side, Fu Tianshu's subordinates, who had retreated for more than thirty miles, kept depicting, and one after another the talisman seals floated in front of him, and then printed into the entire spiritual sea.

Dark Heavenly Monarch said mockingly: "Heh, the Shuge is fighting happily, you can't help but go back to help." It didn't look like Fang Ran was still hurting enough. ”

Fu Tianshu's voice was slightly cold: "If the person who commits the Book Pavilion dies, Fang Ran will be the same, and so will you." Kill you, I'll pick up Fang Ran again!"

Dark Sky Monarch smiled: "The tone is not small. ”

With one against two, he showed no fear.

Fu Tianshu said: "Yama is forced to fight in close quarters, I will set up a formation to strangle, you are just fighting alone, and you can't escape." ”

The black cloth curtain of the Dark Heavenly Monarch's big hat shook a few times, and then suddenly turned his head to the left, and the spiritual sea over there was restlessly agitated, as if it was pregnant with some terrifying power.

After three breaths, a five-story building ship appeared, and Fu Tianshu's eyes were slightly condensed: "Xuan family, what kind of excitement is the Xuan family coming to join in?!"

Xuan Tieyi, who was standing on the top floor of the ship, looked down at Fu Tianshu and said, "Fang Ran entered the war, and I naturally came to help." ”

Fu Tianshu was a little incredulous: "The Xuan family wants to make a feud with the Fu family because of a mountain village husband?"

After speaking, he coughed violently a few times.

In the bombardment just now, he blindly stubbornly held on, and in the end, the Dark Heavenly Monarch's punch was so heavy that it was unreasonable, and a dark wound had accumulated in his body.

Xuan Tieyi took a deep look at Fu Tianshu: "Shanye Village Husband, that's the Fu Army of the Xuanmen Army!"

Fu Tianshu said in a deep voice: "This joke is not easy to make. How many years have you been short of the Xuanmen Fu Army, and you are not afraid of being smiling and generous by such a villager?"

Xuan Tieyi was silent, and among the guards behind him, a sergeant's voice was as neat as thunder: "Those who are disrespectful to the Fu army, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

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