At this time, Master Huijue was like a god and Buddha in the Nine Heavens mythology who wanted to resolve ugliness, and every time he took a step, he would recite a sentence of 'Amitabha Buddha' in his mouth, and at the same time, Mo Wen's face would be ugly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you look at Mo Wen again at this time, you will clearly find that Mo Wen's relaxed and comfortable demeanor on his face before has long disappeared at this time.

It seems that he is very afraid of the appearance of Master Huijue.

"Don't ask, do you know you're wrong?"

Master Huijue finally arrived in front of Mo Wen slowly, however, before Mo Wen, he just stood quietly in the corner, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Seeing this, An Qianyue couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, it seems that Master Huijue is really Mo Wen's nemesis.

"Dead bald donkey, what's the matter with you, don't force me to do it!"

Mo Wen raised his arm, and the sword in his sleeve pointed straight at Master Huijue, and the whole person was already stiffened into a straight line, Murong Yue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, don't be nervous if you have the ability.

"Don't ask, do you know what's wrong?"

It's just that, compared to Mo Wen's restlessness, Master Huijue couldn't be calmer anymore, even if Mo Wen kept speaking wildly, not only insulting, but even threatening.

However, Master Huijue only glanced at him quietly, and repeated the words he had just asked.

"Dead bald donkey, I'll say it one last time, you don't want to challenge my bottom limit again!"

Seeing that Master Huijue was still unmoved, Mo Wen couldn't help but start to threaten again, and the appearance of gritting his teeth was like a wolf forced to the edge of a cliff by a hunter.

"Don't ask, have you ever been happy in your heart these days?"

In the face of Mo Wen's irritable slander and abuse, Master Huijue turned a deaf ear, just looked at him quietly, and put one hand together, like a majestic Buddha statue.

"I have martial arts again, and now no one dares to bully me, how can I not be happy with such a happy life!"

Mo Wen glared at Master Huijue fiercely, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but then, it was replaced by another firmness, and the matter had come to this point, and he could no longer turn back.

If you don't become a Buddha, you become a demon.

Even if you are crazy, slaughtering countless people who are hated and scolded, it is better than being forgotten in a corner alone.

"Is that really the case?"

Master Huijue finally sighed, shook his head and asked, the expression on his face became even more compassionate, after all, Mo Wen was just a poor person.

Therefore, no matter how Mo asked how to provoke, Master Huijue saw through his fragility at a glance.

As the saying goes, the more he lacks something, the more he will show off something, and what he lacks is the focus of others he has lost, as well as trust and hope in this world.

So, it's okay to break the jar, you are unkind and unjust, we hurt each other together.

"What's really not true, why do you talk so much about you dead bald donkey!"

Mo Wen looked at Master Huijue even more angrily, the hand holding the sword was already shaking slightly, but even so, he didn't dare to make a rash move.

In fact, he also knew very well in his heart that as the head of the Lingzen Academy, he could come to him single-handedly, and he must have something to rely on in his hands.

And if you are reckless, you will do it, and if you think about it with your toes, you will know that your fate will not be much better than now.

[I didn't expect Xiao Mo to ask you if you lost your temperance, but your brain is still there, and it really deserves to be cultivated as a successor]

"Don't ask, turn back."

Seeing that Mo Wen's roar was already a little hysterical, Master Huijue Bin shook his head again, the golden Zen staff in his hand was raised heavily, and then it touched the ground heavily, making a very crisp collision sound.

It seems that there is also some kind of mystery in Buddhism in this sound, An Qianyue only feels that after being permeated by this sound in his mind, there is a feeling of clarity that he has never had.

Could it be that this is the legendary Daigo empowerment?

"Dead bald donkey, you don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Wen was unbearable after all, and the sword in his hand stabbed fiercely at Master Huijue in front of him, slowly becoming hideous, and it also showed the overturning of the river and the sea in his heart.

He was in a lot of pain, so it was better to end it soon.

Phoenix Star, he doesn't want it, this old bald donkey has been making noise, which makes him suppress his strength, and he wants to start running away again.

'Ding'.

As the Golden Zen Staff and the Sleeve Sword quickly fought, the two also emitted a crisp clang, and Mo Wen looked at Master Huijue angrily, eager to split him in half with a sword.

It's just that it's not possible.

Because he had just discovered that he had exhausted his strength in a blow, he was blocked at will by the ordinary-looking old monk in front of him, and he could no longer get close.

In fact, he also knew very well in his heart that as the head of the Lingzen Academy, his skills would naturally not be shallow, but what Mo Wen didn't expect was that Master Huijue would be so strong.

"Don't ask, turn back to the shore."

Master Huijue's vicissitudes of life have no waves in the ancient wells, and the face that has no joy, no anger and only compassion is also more deeply imprinted in Mo Wen's eyes at this time.

Looking back? No.

Mo Wen shook his head in his heart, how could he still go back?

"Say no more!"

Mo Wen raised his head again, his eyes were already red, and then, Mo Wen withdrew his hidden sword, once again gathered momentum, and stabbed at Master Huijue.

At this time, Master Huijue was still immovable, and even his eyes were closed, as if he had fallen into a calm state.

At this time, the tip of Mo Wen's sword had also pointed to the tip of Master Huijue's nose.

"I'm willing to save you!"

At this moment, Master Huijue suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and then his body shook for a moment, and he dodged Mo Wen's extremely sharp sword very dexterously, and at this time, Master Huijue's hand also moved, and in the moment of breathing, the technique was ever-changing and made multiple shapes, and finally, he slapped at Mo Wen's front heart fiercely.

This palm came so unexpectedly, so unexpected that Mo Wen couldn't react at all How to dodge, if so, he could only take it firmly.

"Poof!"

Mo Wen was slapped out by Master Huijue, and flew straight out of the room, more than ten meters away, and even the door of the house was knocked into a large piece, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, An Qianyue and Murong Yue were not obsessed with Master Huijue's strong kung fu, but first mourned the ruined house silently in their hearts.

However, this is not the end, seeing Mo Wen lying on the ground and no longer moving, Master Huijue walked to his side again, pulled Mo Wen, who was staring at him and did not speak, and made him sit cross-legged on the ground.

Then, with a chanting of Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, Master Huijue rose to the sky, stood upside down with his head down, and stood on top of Mo Wen's head with one hand.

"Broken!"

With Master Huijue's shout, An Qianyue only felt that there seemed to be something centered on Mo Wen in the courtyard, and even the big trees in the courtyard were swaying gently.

At this time, Mo Wen also shot out a mouthful of blood again.

"Amitabha."

After doing all this, Master Huijue turned over and fell to the ground and landed beside Mo Wen steadily, and as for Mo Wen, he also fell to the ground again in a Buddha call of Master Huijue.