The girl curled up in a ball, not in the coldness of the wilderness, but in deep fear.

"Hand over the Bodhi!" a man in black stared at the girl viciously, with a slight coercion in his roar, obviously he planned the carjacking.

"As long as this stone is not lost, no matter what difficulties you encounter, Master will go to save you as soon as possible! Because it is your life!" The figure of an old man appeared in the girl's mind, and she held a cold stone in her hand even tighter.

This time, the Master did not appear, more precisely, by her side, but did not come to protect her.

"Don't pray to your master to come out and save you, he's dead, and he's in the car, don't believe you go and see for yourself!" the man in black shouted again, and as he walked to the front of the car, he was about to slash the door with his knife.

"You lie, you lie, Master is a saint and will not die at all!"

"Bodhi is on her! The man's eyes were blazing, like a tiger and a wolf pounced, staring at the girl.

The only thing that can make a girl have such power is the strange thing in the world, and that is the Bodhi Son. The thousand-year-old saint Wannianzi, the son here, is the Bodhi seed, as for where it comes from, it is not known, but its effect is extremely powerful, ordinary people, wear it on the side, you can prolong life, it is considered a tyrannical thing, it is even more for the cultivators, a son is full of saints, it is not a lie.

"Kill her, Bodhi is ours!"

"Bodhi, it's mine!"

"I want to be sanctified!"

"I'm going to be a saint!"

A group of people raised their swords and galloped towards the girl.

The girl was like a lamb in a pack of wolves, and in a panic she struck the wheels, and the carriage exploded in all directions, and the horses were frightened and galloped out of the reins.

Jiang Sheng was sitting on the bottom of the carriage, his face was like ashes, and there was no trace of life.

"Master......" the girl screamed as hard as she could.

The blades of the swords of a group of people slashed at the girl......

"A bunch of waste firewood, it's an eyesore. At some point, a young man appeared beside the carriage.

The boy slashed forward with the broken blade in his hand, and with a single slash, the man who bore the brunt of the attack was dead, and due to inertia, he fell beside the girl, his eyes wide and his body still twitching.

"Get out of the way, we just want Bodhi, or we will kill you together. "It's like the death of a companion, but it doesn't affect their determination to die, and they still rush forward.

"Take care of your master! The boy looked back and comforted the girl.

"Hmm!" the girl nodded heavily, believing in the boy.

For a while, the sword and blade clashed, in the eyes of the young man, one by one, living people, were actually regarded as straw men, every time the knife fell, there was blood gushing, and the fog was mixed with the smell of blood, which was very unpleasant.

"Spare your life, spare your life, I don't want to die yet!"

"Since you regard other people's lives as if they were a scrappy mustard, you must have the consciousness of repaying your life for your life. "Brush, a knife skimmed, and another head fell to the ground.

The sky and the earth flickered, and unconsciously, a large array seemed to descend from the sky, and for a while, the air was full of rocks, and a figure appeared above the battle array.

"Huh?" the boy didn't panic, but stood there and watched silently.

"Boy, it's a big deal for me!" A voice came from the air, like a mallet hitting the young man's soul, making him stumble for a while, his mouth was sweet, and he almost fainted, if it weren't for the sword in his hand to support, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground heavily.

"Meet the Pastor!" the crowd bowed their hands, very religious.

The priest, who was originally a herding man on the grassland, entered the cultivation path because of the favor of heaven, and then befriended Sui after the destruction of the deserted people, and was born with a place.

"A bunch of waste!" the rocks passed, and the original black clothes were all destroyed.

"It's so vicious, even his own subordinates won't let go!" the young man said.

"You kill, or I kill, the result is not the same, it can't be done, that's waste, then you can kill. ”

"You don't seem to be in a hurry to kill me?"

"The only Jiang Sheng who can stop me is dead, who else do you think can stop me?"

"That's not necessarily! In the vast world, no one dares to claim to be invincible, although the ants are small, but there are countless people who die in the anthill. ”

"You think you can kill me?"

"Can't!"

"Then hand over the Bodhi!"

"Can't!"

"Then kill!" The formation operated, and the boulder fell in the air, as if to crush the boy into powder, under the huge pressure, the young man's legs bent to resist this huge force, because it had just rained, the surface was relatively soft, and under this huge force, he slowly fell into the soft mud.

"I'm going to die, aren't you coming out yet, I don't want to be killed by waste!" yelled the boy.

"It's really annoying, I can't do such a small thing. The young man didn't seem to have a trace of anger at the teenager for causing trouble, but just felt that the teenager was "wasted".

"Hey, it's a pity to waste this cup of tea!" The young man next to the grass house stared at the teacup, drained the tea, and slowly put the teacup down.

"Here comes the sword!" a dark blunt sword hovered in the air, groaning slightly.

"Go!" the black blunt sword flew out, and the air seemed to be sliced apart, sending out a sonic boom, and then the blunt sword flashed and disappeared.

"Why haven't you come yet? I'm going to explain here!" The young man was speechless for a while, just came out to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to give his life to himself.

"Bang!" the blunt sword just landed in the center of the battle array, and when the sword fell, bursts of qi surged.

"Who?" roared the man in green clothes.

"Let's hurry back to your grassland and herd the cattle, just like this, dare to come out and be embarrassed!"

"Formation, wind and stones!" Wind and stones are mixed, wind into a wall of air, and stones into a shield, firmly wrapping the priest.

"Little Doyle, how can a grasshopper shake a big tree?" With just one sword, the air wall and wind shield were extinguished, and the speed of the blunt sword decreased slightly, hitting the priest's left arm, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the priest also flew out, landed heavily on the ground, and glided backwards, leaving a chasm.

"Are you, demon?" the priest looked pale and looked at the blunt sword in horror.

"There's a lot of nonsense, don't you get out of here!" do you want me to send you to Hades with a sword to enjoy the flowers?" The young man next to the grass house looked impatient, his face was full of coy, and he withdrew the blunt sword.

"Thank you for not killing. With that, the priest staggered away.

"I'm also helping, do you want to go to enjoy the flowers?"

"This is back, this is back!" the young man said, but he didn't dare to slack off, I don't know if the young man heard what he said before, he picked up the teacup again, didn't look back, and didn't go into the grass.