There are only three people hiding on the surface of the sea, but those three are all Xuankong Realm cultivators, none of them are weak, even if he is a sword cultivator, it is difficult to fight against two at the same time. щ. Update so fast. Please search to see the most complete! The fastest update

Not to mention that there were four vicious monks on the other side.

Huaxia is very big, but it is not so big that it is boundless. As long as the cultivators of the Xuankong Realm in the cultivation realm are in charge of a faction, they will be able to know seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

The white-haired one is the iron-armed Liu Meng, who is said to be a martial arts person, got the opportunity, and grew into a Xuankong Realm monk step by step, and no one has seen him for more than ten years.

The old monk with a shaved head didn't say a word, just sat cross-legged on the surface of the sea, letting the 'waves' and 'waves' beat but staining the monk's robes that could not be worn.

The old monk's name is Yuanfeng, a master more than 100 years ago, and his cultivation is top-notch in Penglai Domain.

The last person snorted and chirped, his mouth couldn't stay for a moment, his name was Liu Sandao, and the sound was as loud as a bell.

He shouted violently, almost the same as what the general scene had just said: "Don't hurry up and take it." ”

Don't look at him shouting so loudly, but he doesn't dare to kill him in the real sense, Tang Chuan behind Xu Hanshan is not easy to mess with, he is easy to mess with?

If it weren't for Changhu Xu Hanshan's big incident this time, Penglai Domain might lose face, and they wouldn't care about such a big matter.

At this moment, even if they come, they can't do anything to bully the small, so they still go together.

Cultivators, when they reach this realm, they are most concerned about face.

Glancing at the monk behind him, he shook his head secretly, among the people who came, he didn't say a word, he was indeed the only one with a 'selfish' heart.

Buddhism did not know when it began to look for the path left by the Qinglian monks.

The foot-born golden lotus used by the Qinglian monks and the Buddhist teachings, I don't know how many Buddhist cultivators have been running for this for a lifetime.

Liu Sandao's dedication to Buddhist cultivation is clear, and he was secretly surprised in the past, but later he became accustomed to it.

Compared with ordinary monks, few Buddhist cultivators are normal people.

Liu Meng shouted: "If you are caught, you can avoid the pain of skin and 'flesh'!" ”

Xu Hanshan just sneered and didn't speak.

Opposite him, Crane Wudao laughed: "I think you should be caught quickly, to bully more and less, and you don't want to lose face!" ”

Liu Meng was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Are you doing something to us?" ”

"That's how it should be. If it were just me, I'd do it. It's just that the three of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in Xu Hanshan. He Wudao sneered and looked at the great monk.

"Amitabha" the great monk chanted the Buddha's name, "Why did the Taoist say this...... It has been more than ten years since a Xuankong Realm monk was born in the cultivation realm. Xu Hanshan was born with 'sex' viciousness, why not put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground? ”

Liu Meng looked sideways, Liu Sandao laughed out loud, and even if the onlookers had a big enmity with Xu Hanshan, they had to scold secretly: The thief is bald.

Xu Hanshan's sword cultivation, the Taoist technique of the Eight Classics, is now asking him to switch to Buddhism, and what else is "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

This is a result that everyone is unwilling to face, especially Xu Hanshan.

He looked at Monk Yuanfeng angrily: "I am born 'sexual' vicious? Should I put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha? I see that I have destroyed your Buddha 'gate', and I am actually more dignified than Taoists. Cultivating Buddha to the belly of a dog? ”

Monk Yuanfeng was not happy or angry, "The donor's words are serious, and it is my generation ......to kill demons and eliminate demons."

"According to you, I'm the devil?" Xu Hanshan sneered, "There is an ascetic outside the demon capital who wants to take my footwork, and it can't be separated from you." ”

Monk Yuanfeng sighed lightly, "That's the poor monk's nephew, who has been imprisoned in the precept institute and has not been allowed to leave the sect for decades." ”

"Are you afraid of my master's revenge?" Xu Hanshan had a smile on his face all the time, and he smiled coldly.

"Yes and no......," Monk Yuanfeng replied truthfully, he now regretted this troubled water.

"Do you dare to fight?" Xu Hanshan sent out an invitation, not wanting to talk nonsense anymore.

Monk Yuanfeng nodded, held a Zen staff, and walked in front of Xu Hanshan in three or two steps.

"His Zen staff weighs 1,000 catties, and is made of red gold and cold iron outside the sky, and each blow weighs thousands of catties. Although it does not have the name of a spiritual weapon, it has a reality. He Wudao said in a loud voice to introduce the origin and power of the Zen staff in the hands of the monk Yuanfeng.

Xu Hanshan's body retreated violently, and the long sword with countless sword shadows was killed in an instant, but he was parried by Yuanfeng Monk and a Zen staff.

The changes in an instant are difficult to explain in words, chasing and fleeing, Xu Hanshan's every step has its own purpose, and the cyan lotus and lotus flowers that bloom more than once stay in the place where he paced provocatively.

"Hah!"

With a loud shout, Monk Yuanfeng waved his Zen staff, and with a blow, the air currents visible to the 'naked eye' surged, converging into a stream, and crashed into Xu Hanshan.

With a raised hand, like a rainbow sword qi accompanied by the sword 'groan', he 'groaned' loudly: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning......"

"Qinglian Sword Song!" Someone Ling Ran stared wide-eyed and carefully observed Xu Hanshan's every move.

Legend has it that Qinglian monk is a swordsmanship, a pot of turbid wine, and the mouth praises "kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles." "Fang has made a name for himself in the cultivation realm.

Calculated carefully, it was more than a thousand years ago, and none of the monks present were born at that time, and they only knew the name of the Qinglian Sword Song, but they didn't know the truth.

The lotus 'flower' is scattered, like a 'flower' blooming 'flower', harmonious and disharmonious.

sighed, and his voice spread to everyone's ears, "Five 'flower' horses, a thousand gold Qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you." ”

"Khooth!"

A long sword made of lotus leaves came out of his hand, penetrating Yuanfeng's right hand, the Zen staff fell to the ground, and the air flow lost traction and impacted.

Air can be seen everywhere, and even if it is pulled, no one thinks that this air will be very powerful, and it is not as good as the Zen staff.

"Boom!" Countless lotus leaves flew, and the lotus petals were also shattered, becoming the size of a peach flower, fluttering, and dispersed.

After taking a few steps back, Xu Hanshan stopped retreating and took a deep breath to contain the blood in his mouth.

"You've lost!"

In just a moment, Xu Hanshan had the upper hand. He pointed at his long sword and looked at the bloodied monk Yuanfeng in his hand, not without pride.

This was the first time he had defeated a monk in the Xuankong Realm, and it was still so clean.

"The poor monk lost." Monk Yuanfeng ripped off the corner of the monk's robe, wrapped it in his right hand, shook his head and left.

"Do you dare to fight?" is still what Xu Hanshan said, as long as a discerning person can see that Xu Hanshan's victory is not easy, even difficult.

Killing a thousand enemies has always been a self-inflicted loss of eight hundred.

Liu Meng and Liu Sandao can't do anything to bully juniors, especially now that he is slightly injured.

Crane Wudao came into the air and walked side by side with Xu Hanshan, "Forget the battle, let's talk to each other, you two don't know who will fight with me?" Who has a discussion with Xu Daoyou. ”

The small victory over the monk Yuanfeng is also a victory, on one side is a young master, and on the other side is a well-known Buddhist master.

Even if you don't like Xu Hanshan's monks anymore, you can't call them friends, and those who don't have strength have to be called seniors.

This is the case in the cultivation realm: there is no order of learning, and those who reach it are respected.

The hundred-year-old Xuanming Realm must call the Xuankong Realm, which is dozens of years old, a senior, this has nothing to do with age, only looks at strength.

Liu Meng and Liu Sandao kept looking at each other, and they couldn't tell who was going to deal with Xu Hanshan, they cared about face and were unwilling to make a move on Xu Hanshan.

The peak cultivators of the Xuankong Realm of the Human Race can live up to five hundred years old, and they are all hundreds of years old and have already known the destiny of heaven. And Xu Hanshan is only in his thirties, and he still has a long way to go in the future, and if he dies, the sect and inheritance may be ruined.

What's more, behind him is Tang Chuan. The mid-stage monk of the Xuankong Realm is younger, and although his record is not obvious, he is a hard stubble.

"I've known each other for decades, and I haven't sparred with you yet, so why don't you and me fight?" He Wudao chuckled lightly and set his eyes on Liu Meng.

Liu Sandao smiled bitterly and had to say, "Please advise." ”

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

……

In Penglai City, Tang Chuan stood in the air, and after detaining a few monks and getting what he wanted, he looked into the distance, but his letting go of his divine sense caught a familiar figure.

"Why is he here?" He muttered, hugged Zhou Xiaonuo, every step was thousands of miles away, and when they were not far away, he stopped.

"Who are you?" Zhang Daochang carried Chang Hu on his back, rushed to the crown in anger, and held a long sword in his hand that had not yet been opened.

"If you don't kill Chang Hu, just 'hand' it over to us...... If you want to save, there is no problem in offending your master. The leader had a yellow face, no hair, and was holding a simple knife, asking and answering himself.

"I know that Zhang Laodao, your strength is not weak, and you have a new cultivation method recently, and your strength has risen not by a star and a half." That person knew Zhang Laodao very well, like a few treasures, "But you are the opponent of our four Xuanming Realm late stage cultivators?" You haven't stepped out yet! ”

Zhang Daochang sneered, "Who said I didn't take that step!" ”

It was still the body that was not strong, with a rough face under some 'flowery' gray hair, and his body was shrouded in a close-fitting robe.

"Second, third, seventh, kill!" The man didn't bother and ordered.

The four of them were a little reluctant to fight against the monks at the peak of the Xuanming Realm, but if they cooperated tacitly, they might not be able to kill.

The strength of a monk is that it is strong on cultivation, and there is not enough time to accumulate or talent, so there is no difference between stepping in and not stepping in.

"There are still people!" Tang Chuan keenly discovered that there were several monks hiding outside, similar outfits, and similar strength.

"Xiaonuo, wait for me, I'll deal with a few thieves." After Tang Chuan said this, he floated up.

A moment later, he returned, with a few glazed-eyed captives, who stood in a row, walking mechanically.

"They ......," Zhou Xiaonuo asked.

"Some thieves, and the people in there are all the way." Tang Chuan introduced their identities and said, "I didn't expect them to be so cautious, and there were more than one round of ambushes. ”

Even if he was carrying a person on his back and his skills were restricted, Zhang Daochang, who was holding a long sword, was not something that ordinary people with a lower realm than themselves could help.

The yellow-faced man knew that he was not Zhang Laodao's opponent, so he had to ask others to stab Zhang Laodao hard.

Lao Qi moved quickly, he was the fastest among the several, and while stabbing Zhang Laodao with a sword, his body retreated sharply, still leaving a large piece of 'meat'.

gasped, the yellow-faced man didn't like to be angry, and Ling Ran said with the attitude of a winner: "Zhang Laodao, you don't want to be caught soon!" If you don't tie your hands, you won't be left today. ”

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