'Lay it down?'

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Although I am fortunate to be able to touch the skin of the mantra of the word 'hum', but Han Xian wants to use this to fill up with what kind of Buddha and Taoist monks, it is still far away, you must know that at this moment, a Zen monk has closed his eyes and just bowed his head and chanted Buddha.

Old man Bai is because he can't let go, so he will have a grudge that will not be dissolved, and now Han Xian killed his own son Bai Patriarch in front of him, and he still wants him to let go?

Isn't Han Xian delusional!

"Hmph~. ”

Although the old man Bai's resentful eyes stared at Han Xian's hair, he was not very afraid in his heart, it was just a resentment, didn't he take it with his own hands with the truth?

Of course, Han Xian thinks so.

With a slight move of his palm, the mantra of the forbidden Bai patriarch floated towards him very obediently.

Of course, Han Xian didn't care about the things that were destined to fall into his hands, and his eyes were very vigilant on Old Man Bai's face, but he was afraid that he would suddenly burst out.

But Han Xian seemed to be too worried.

Old man Bai also didn't look at his relatives who were no longer able to return to the sky, his eyes were biting on Han Xian's face with resentment, at this moment he should be so calm that he was terrifying, his whole body was as dead as if he was frozen, and his eyes were open without blinking a minute.

"Poof~. ”

With a soft sound, the thing that was destined to fall into his hand still fell into Han Xian's hand under the cold gaze, and he couldn't help but smile lightly, and the resentment of the Bai patriarch was also included in the Yin Gu.

"Hey. ”

Han Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, at this moment, he should know why the heavens would not send down the punishment now, because he could get the gratitude he deserved if he didn't see it.

For example, at this moment, the old man Bai, anyone can feel that he is almost dead silent, he is brewing desperately.

But I don't know how long he will stare at such a gloomy bird, does he want to see through Han Xian's life with a pair of resentful eyes?

This is not impossible for him, because Han Xian's life has an end, and the old man Bai who lives and dies does not know where the end is.

He thought, Han Xian must be unwilling.

thought that it was like this, the son's grievances were collected by himself, and at this moment, the grievances of the father and the entire Bai clan should really disappear from this world.

Han Xian's gaze calmly moved away from Old Man Bai's resentment, and he swept his eyes around, still resentful of the tangled drowsy world.

It should be clear in his heart that the grievances of the Yiyang Lin clan are all included in the Yin Gu, and the Bai clan is in front of him.

Then it is certain that there will be the city lord clan where the blue eagle is located in the future, and there will definitely be Ruo'er's family Qin Mu, only by banning them all, this Yiyang can be sunshine again.

Too much time has been wasted, and now it's time to break the Bai Clan.

Old man Bai still looked at it with disgust, while Han Xian's left hand was raised, and he tried his best to derive the Rifeng Dao Control after the purification of the mantra Zen in his heart.

There is no need to hide this time.

"Hum~. ”

When the Sun Feng Taiji Diagram appeared, the space couldn't help but tremble slightly, and at this moment, this Sun Feng was not derived in his hand, but directly presented in front of Han Xian.

Undoubtedly don't want to waste time.

He watched over his grievances.

"Ah~. ”

Han Xian roared in his mouth, and both hands violently pushed towards the Rifeng Taiji Tu in front of him, and the peaceful Buddha light immediately overflowed, and a huge 'hum' mantra jumped out of it.

The air has been sprinkled with Buddha light, and even the resentful face of the old man Bai is shrouded in Buddha light.

It was a resentment under the guise of holiness.

But his dead silence seemed to be really frozen, and at this moment, those eyes didn't know whether to fall on Han Xian's face, or to wait for the mantra to fall in resentment, and pack himself up to be with Ai'er?

This is a complete thing.

didn't let Old Man Bai wait too long, the mantra was already approaching the top of his head under Han Xian's strong control, although his eyes were open, but he was still waiting to die.

"Forbidden. ”

When the mantra came into contact, Han Xian's mouth couldn't help but let out a low roar, but this roar was indeed full of consternation.

That old man, that body stood there as if it was a pillar of the sky, the mantra was heaven, but the oppression of this day did not ban the old man Bai as Han Xian thought in his heart.

But Han Xian's surprise had just begun.

Through the mantra, Han Xian finally found that the near-dead body showed signs of movement.

Old man Bai held his head proudly, and this time his fists were clenched tightly, and anyone could feel his strength and strength.

"Hiss~. ”

The fist was swung so swiftly that even the air was ringing with oppression, and anyone could read the unwavering conviction from the indomitable momentum.

"Kill!. ”

Han Xian heard it, it was an angry roar from the resentful old man Bai, his own son was a bastard, he couldn't shout the word kill, and at this moment he was indeed shouting to avenge the unfilial son.

Han Xian didn't dare to laugh at this gap, and now he was full of just thinking that the word 'hum' could be a little more competitive and block the attack of Old Man Bai.

If it is really as Han Xian worries and wishes, the truth is really not angry.

"Bang~~. ”

Old Man Bai's fist was imprinted on the mantra, and countless deep or shallow cracks were rapidly climbing, and it only lasted for a moment, and before the huge 'hum' word could turn into a Buddha and retreat, it was directly blasted into air.

"Uh~. ”

In this regard, the corners of Han Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching, and a pair of eyes naturally hung a bit of resentment, sweeping on the body of a Zen monk.

But he seems to only know that he recited the Buddha with his eyes closed, and the Buddha's words of compassion in his mouth continued, and he should purify himself, regardless of the life and death of others.

Han Xian couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Could it be that you are reciting a false Buddha?"

If you don't know, if Han Xian doesn't want to come up with a countermeasure to deal with Old Man Bai at this moment, then it is very likely that he will entrust his life to Changtian again, praying for a flash of inspiration to save his life.

"Hmph~. ”

Weirdly, Han Xian looked at a Zen monk who was meditating on the Buddha, and he couldn't help but show a hint of ill-intentioned smile on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "If you want to stay out of the matter, then you have to ask me if Uncle Han Xian agrees." ”

After laughing, Han Xian's figure flashed, and he directly raised his fist to attack Old Man Bai.

When you are not afraid, the mantra of the word 'hum' was shattered into slag under his fist, but Han Xian still tried his best to mix Buddhism and Taoism Zen on the Chuyang boxing.

The Buddha thought that he was the vanguard of the fist, and the Dao power, blood strength, and double stars should be the strong backing.

At this moment, Han Xian's Chu Yang Fist had grown to a new height, and the light emitted had almost become the color of the sun, which would definitely make some ghosts dare not get close.

But at this moment, the close body is indeed not a ghost.

"Boom~~. ”

What is a paper tiger, Han Xian's fist that was almost like the sun was not as good as a paper tiger under the resentment of the old man Bai, and it collapsed at the touch of a button, and the bright red blood plasma gushed out of his mouth desperately.

Immediately, Han Xian's face was full of bitterness, but fortunately, his head did not shake into a paste under this huge force.

I don't know if it's a real coincidence, or if it's an arrangement that Han Xian has already planned, under the shock of Old Man Bai's fist, Han Xian's body retreated again and again, and directly turned into a meteor and smashed down from the sky.

But the place where this humanoid meteor fell was indeed very elegant, and he didn't run to any open space, so he was so kind that a Zen monk came straight to the top of his skull.

This time, Han Xian didn't want to entrust his life to Changtian, but wanted to hand it over to a Zen monk.

Although the blood gushed out of his mouth again and again, his heart was indeed very sincere in praying that this person was a Buddha of true compassion.

If a Zen monk doesn't catch himself and walks away, then he will hit his head on the ground, and I'm afraid he will have to sue the monk for fake Buddha in the West.

Of course, a compassionate person will be truly compassionate.

Affected by the qi machine above his head, the closed eyes of a Zen monk lit up slightly, and he glanced at the blood-blooded humanoid meteor, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Good, good." ”

Sure enough, it was a high-ranking monk, and Han Xian's body only fell a little quickly, but the monk did stand up straight with his body sitting on the ground.

"Uh~. ”

The corners of Han Xian's eyes jumped wildly, and his blood-stained face almost turned black, because his eyes saw that a Zen monk had really moved to the side.

It's really going to hit my head on the ground.

Are you going to be killed by yourself?

No, it was the bald donkey who killed himself.

Han Xian's heart, whose face was black, was filled with secret scolding, and soon the darkness of the earth filled his eyes, and he soon smelled the corrupt breath of the earth's soil.

"Whew~~. ”

"Bang, pound, pound. ”

"Poof~~. ”

It was the sound of cold sweat running down the tip of the steep nose into the dirt, the sound of the heart popping warmly after the sudden cold, and the gasping sound after a lucky death.

The monk is really not a bald donkey.

Of course, Han Xian would subvert the muttering of the past on his own, because it was this compassionate monk master who saved his own life, so that he did not let himself kiss the corruption of the soil.

Just when Han Xian's face was about to completely hit the ground, a Zen monk made a timely move and grabbed his leg, which was considered to save his life at a critical moment.

Right now, it's the blackness and corruption of the earth.

But at this moment there is this peaceful light shining from the darkness of the earth

There was a touch of peace and magic found in it, and it was like the face of a Buddha.

'Well!'

"Purify the barrier of speech, destroy hatred. ”