"Senior Brother Nie Yun, accept it."

Meng Yanran looked at Nie Yun indifferently.

"Senior Sister Yanran is really a good means, Nie Yun is convinced."

Nie Yun looked at Meng Yanran with a bitter expression, he had never lost so badly.

"Don't dare to be, compared to the methods of disillusioning the Buddha, Yanran's little skill is not worth mentioning."

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Yanran's mouth.

"Dream donor, monks don't speak, your swordsmanship is also a must in today's martial arts."

Disillusionment slowly stood up, appeared not far from the ring in just a few steps, and looked at Meng Yanran with a smile on his face.

"In the next game, the Buddha Sect will be disillusioned, and it will be against the Martial Sect Jun Qianyu."

The unhurried voice made the eyes of everyone present focus on the two of them.

"Bald donkey... You haven't come up to fight me yet. ”

But Jun Qianyu didn't know when he had already entered the ring, holding a spear in his hand, and looked at Disillusionment with an indifferent face.

With a slight tap of his toes, the disillusioned figure was like pulling onions on dry land, volleying into the air, and falling lightly on the ring.

Connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. The hand of disillusionment won the cheers of those who watched the battle.

Looking at the indifferent appearance of disillusionment, the hundred birds in Jun Qianyu's hand were like a lightning bolt in the rainy night, cutting through the sky and heading straight for him.

Disillusionment didn't dodge it with a serious face, lunged forward, and slowly pushed forward with a punch. The fist is silent and slow, but it makes people feel a burst of depression, giving people a feeling that they can't escape and that they will conquer the world with one punch.

"Zheng!"

The intersection of the fists of the hundred birds and the phoenix spear and the heavenly thorn turned out to be a pleasant sound of gold and iron, and the humming sound was deafening and could not be subsided for a long time.

Jun Qianyu held the Hundred Birds Towards the Phoenix Spear in his hand, and was so shocked by the punch of Disillusionment that he took three steps back before he could stand firm, and Disillusionment was only a slight shake of his body, and he quickly stood firm. Between the two, Jun Qianyu suffered a small loss under this blow.

"Good! Joyfully! It's a fucking pleasure! ”

Jun Qianyu didn't care about this, and the hundred birds in his hand turned into stars in the sky towards the phoenix spear, and went towards disillusionment.

"Phew!"

Jun strode out, the hundred birds in his hand sparked a spark on the bluestone ground, and when he approached, the birds twisted and flicked the phoenix spear, and rose into the air, with the impact of the waist and forward, the spear stabbed towards disillusionment.

Disillusionment is repeated, do not dodge or dodge, inhale, raise the waist, concentrate, and punch in one go.

"Zheng!"

There was a loud bang, the sound of fists and halberds intersecting, deafening.

Both of them took a step back, then kicked the ground and fought again.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! ”

The buzzing sound was endless, and in an instant, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, and the hundred birds in Jun Qianyu suddenly used the phoenix, the faster the attack, the more rapid the attack, in all directions, the gun shadow was heavy, just like a hundred birds and a phoenix.

A hundred birds and phoenix spears, in his hands, like a swimming dragon, swayed freely, not only dazzling others, but also frowning slightly in disillusionment.

Meng Yanran and Yu Zixi showed a look of surprise on their faces.

Disillusionment smiled, looking at the shadow of the halberd, not dodging or dodging.

The light of the Buddha rises all over the body, and it is suddenly the Buddha's divine skill to protect the body.

I saw that a pair of his iron fists suddenly struck out, turning into a shadow of a fist in the sky, and the tip of the gun was like the tip of a needle against a wheat.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! The buzzing sound was deafening, and those with low skill who were closer to the ring only felt that their qi and blood were boiling and their heads were dizzy.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Meng Yanran and Yu Zixi's mouths, and only the master of Buddhism's body refining could shake this powerful blow with his physical body.

"The tortoise shell is very hard."

Jun Qianyu looked at the disillusionment with a solemn face, the Buddha's body protection magic skill was really not in vain.

"Amitabha..."

Disillusionment lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and his face was indifferent. The Buddha's light on his body is getting richer.

"Don't be merciful here."

Jun Qianyu pulled the phoenix spear in his hand and fitted it.

The combination of man and gun, the indomitable momentum burst out, and those who were a little more mental couldn't help but retreat again and again.

"Charge..."

Jun Qianyu's toes touched the ground, his body flew by, and the hundred birds in his hand pointed at the phoenix spear and pointed at disillusionment.

Standing in the ring, the disillusionment seems to be in the midst of thousands of horses.

"Anitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

The rich light of Buddha enveloped the entire ring.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Jun Qianyu shouted three killing words in a row. At this moment, including all the martial arts masters who watched the battle, they all felt as if they were on the scene, and there were shouts of killing everywhere, and swords and bloody shadows.

"Anitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell." ”

Disillusioned with a compassionate face, the sound of the Heavenly Buddha Sanskrit made the restless people in the rivers and lakes present quiet down and look peaceful.

"Eight kills in a row..."

Jun Qianyu roared angrily, and the hundred birds in his hand stabbed out at the phoenix spear one after another, and eight shots were stabbed out in an instant.

The sound of gunfire from a hundred birds and a phoenix made the realm of bliss created by the disillusioned Buddha Sanskrit sound disappear in an instant.

"Lord Monarch, the murderous intent is too heavy, or..."

Disillusionment looked at Jun Qianyu with a compassionate face.

"Bald donkey, don't be merciful here, I won't eat your set."

Jun Qianyu swiped the hundred birds in his hand and slashed at the phoenix spear, and went straight to the heart of disillusionment.

Disillusioned turned his right hand into a palm, palm facing the tip of the gun, and took Jun Qianyu's sudden move.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! ”

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves, attacking and defending each other.

Jun Qianyu is superior in martial arts, which makes people unguardable, and takes the lead. Disillusioned and burdened, for a time equal.

"Zheng!"

The faster the two of them moved, Jun Qianyu blocked another round of rapid counterattacks from disillusionment, and when he stepped a little, he wanted to retreat.

Disillusionment at this time, he was willing to stop, tiptoe, and chase closely.

said that it was too late, Jun Qianyu suddenly turned around, and with a killer move, Feng Huixiang went towards disillusionment.

Disillusioned, he didn't expect Jun Qianyu to have such a trick.

With his hands together, he wanted to clamp Jun Qianyu's sudden blow.

The fast-spinning Hundred Birds Towards the Phoenix Spear suddenly shattered Disillusionment's palms, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Disillusionment's heart.

Disillusionment showed a look of surprise on his face, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. It is said that Buddhism is a body protection skill of Buddhism in ancient times.

"Zheng..."

Hundred birds shot at the phoenix in the chest of Disillusionment, and the next moment, Disillusionment's body flew upside down.

"Good intentions, good moves."

Disillusionment looked at Jun Qianyu with a calm face, and in his heart, above the bronzed skin, the blush was extremely dazzling.

"I'm defeated..."

Jun Qianyu directly accepted the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear in his hand, and jumped off the ring on tiptoe.

It seemed that the last move just now had injured Disillusionment, and he knew in his heart that that move was just a defense that had just broken through, and it didn't really hurt the other party.

Feng Huixiang is already the strongest move he can hit so far. Rather than continue to fight meaninglessly, it is better to admit defeat when it seems to have the upper hand at the moment.