Mingyue suddenly panicked in his heart, he saw Jin Dayuan's sword clearly just now, it was the full force of Brother Jin Dan's blow, and he hid the flying sword in the water and suddenly attacked, which caught An Yun off guard.

Mingyue asked himself where to go, if he had been in An Yun's position before, he would definitely not be able to dodge the sword stabbed by Jin Dayuan, and he would only end up with a body and a god destroyed.

An Yun's divine consciousness has not returned to the physical body, isn't it......

Mingyue thought about it, his heart suddenly sank, and a resentment that arose out of nowhere suddenly stirred in his chest, and he just wanted to roar loudly.

"It turns out that there are two more here, so it's better to hide." A somewhat sinister voice said with a grin.

Mingyue turned her head to look, two men and one woman, three monks dressed in the costumes of the Seven Birds Gate, came and landed not far in front of him. Because An Yun was suddenly seriously injured just now, Mingyue Divine Sense immediately withdrew from the jade plate of the formation hub, so he didn't even notice the arrival of these three people.

"Two senior brothers, can't you give me the credit, and let the junior sister go back to work?" The female cultivator sneered at the two male cultivators beside her.

The two male cultivators, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, have a very vivid image, which is quite funny in comparison. Both of them were wearing the crane clothes of the White Crane Hall of the Seven Bird Gate, and they were dressed in snow-white clothes with fluttering clothes, but it was a pity that they were extremely thin and fat, and the crane clothes were worn on the two of them without the slightest sense of fluttering immortals.

The female cultivator's appearance looked like she was only twenty-eight years old, her face was very beautiful, and she intended to be coquettish to the two male cultivators, and she looked very delicate and bright.

The male cultivator who looked like a bamboo pole smiled and said, "Since Senior Sister Rong has said it, how dare Senior Brother disobey the truth?" Senior sister, don't worry, I will give you a sweep of the formation, I will ensure that you take down this kid, and when the time comes, I will ask for credit in front of the master. ”

The short and fat male cultivator was unwilling to steal the limelight from the tall and thin male cultivator in front of his junior sister, and hurriedly patted his chest and said: "Xiao Gao is right, you can rest assured that you can go boldly in this battle, and you don't have to think about defense, with me, I guarantee that he can't hurt you in the slightest." ”

Senior Sister Narong was overjoyed, and smiled sweetly at the two: "Thank you two senior brothers, when you get the reward of the master when you turn around, you will definitely not forget the merits of the two senior brothers." ”

The tall and thin monk smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

The short and fat monk urged: "Senior sister, come on, senior brother, I just want to see how the fire cloud sword is progressing?" ”

Hearing this, Senior Sister Rong was sure in her heart, pinched the sword trick in her hand, and a fiery red flying sword stood on her chest, and she used spiritual power to infuse the sword body, and suddenly the red light of the sword body burst out, enveloping the entire island in a red light.

Mingyue looked at the two of them coldly, holding An Yun's body with one hand, and pressing the head of the little wolf who was about to rush up and bite in anger with the other. It was not only very funny to hear that the three of them compared him to a cow and sheep, and it was up to them to decide whether to kill or chop.

felt funny in her heart, Mingyue hooked the corners of her mouth, and a smile appeared on her face. These three people saw him as a pig and sheep to slaughter at will? He is a personal disciple of Kuaiyimen, no one among the ten best, and no one with the most murderous reputation?

Mingyue has a handsome appearance, eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and red lips, this smile is like a spring breeze and the bright moon is shining, and there is a kind of sacred quiet beauty in the red light of the island.

The female cultivator couldn't help but be stunned, a trace of blush quietly crept up on her face, and her murderous aura somehow subsided a little.

The tall and short male cultivators noticed the change in the female cultivator's face, and then glanced at the smiling Mingyue, each with a little taste in their hearts. The two of them went crazy when they practiced in their early years, so that their appearance and body underwent irreversible changes, and they were secretly ridiculed by other monks.

Although cultivators don't care much about their appearance and body, everyone has a love for beauty, and no matter how ruthless a monk is, he is still human in nature. The tall and short male cultivators are ugly, so they are naturally very taboo to be pointed at, and they can't see a handsome man appear in front of them.

In the words of the two: A man with eyebrows, he is not ashamed to be sassy all day long?

Mingyue had a handsome face and a bad smile, the two of them were already unhappy in their hearts, and seeing that Senior Sister Rong seemed to be in the mood, this unhappiness was simply written directly on the faces of the two.

"Ahem." The tall and thin monk coughed vigorously twice, and said in a sinister voice: "Senior Sister Rong, whether you can do it or not, if you don't do it, Senior Brother, I will help you do it." At that time, the senior brother will not be touched at all, and the master will say in front of him that you killed him? ”

"That's it, Senior Sister Rong better hurry up, let's hurry to the next place, maybe we can get some credit, but it will be robbed by others if it's too late." Humpty Dumpty hurriedly agreed.

Senior Sister Rong naturally could hear the sour taste in the words of the two, her eyes rolled, and Ying Ying smiled: "The two senior brothers are really anxious, so let's do it." ”

The tall and thin monk nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, kill this little white face quickly, break the array, you and I can go back to restore our lives." ”

"Why bother, why don't you go together?" Mingyue said lightly, without even looking at the three of them.

"The three of them together, I'm afraid you can't stand it." Humpty Dumpty sneered.

"If you can't stand it, won't you know if you try it? But I think that killing a fat pig and slaughtering a lean sheep is probably still bearable. Mingyue said casually.

"Kid looking for death!" The tall and thin monk's eyes turned red, and a pitch-black flying sword screamed and stabbed at Mingyue.

"Kill." The short and fat monk spit out a word coldly, his palms suddenly expanded, and the two huge dustpan-like palms were as red as blood, and he grabbed Mingyue head-on, thinking that he was going to pinch him to death.

The two of them shot out angrily, where could they still take care of what they promised Senior Sister Rong before?

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense?"

At this moment, Mingyue took out a small silver bell from her arms and shook it lightly, and the silver bell made a series of small crashing sounds. He also sang softly to the sound of the bell.

With the sound of the bell and his soft chanting, peach blossoms suddenly floated in the forest. One by one, the red peach blossoms fell one after another, and the speed at which the peach blossoms fell seemed to be very slow, but it was just a blink of an eye, and the ground in front of Mingyue was already red.

A few peach blossoms fell on the tall and thin monk's black sword, and the fierce black sword seemed to have a little more tenderness against the background of the peach blossoms, and there was no longer the slightest ferocity.

The tall and thin monk's face flushed, and he desperately urged the Black Sword to move, but the Black Sword seemed to have fallen into a dream full of flowers, falling to the ground and not moving, and was gradually buried by the peach blossoms in the sky.

The short and fat monk didn't know the situation of the tall and thin monk, and the giant spirit palm slapped Mingyue on the head mercilessly, as if slapping a small mosquito. However, when his palm landed three inches on Mingyue's head, he couldn't shoot it anymore. Countless red peach blossoms wrapped up in his giant cloud hand, and the delicate and small peach blossoms that were powerless actually supported his giant spirit palm.

The female cultivator saw the extraordinaryness of these peach blossoms, and immediately raised her voice: "Two senior brothers, be careful, don't touch the peach blossoms beside him, quickly retreat." ”

The tall and thin monk and the short and fat monk smiled bitterly when they heard this, do they still use her to remind them? The two desperately wanted to withdraw the long sword and giant palm, but these peach blossoms didn't know what was weird, and they stuck to the black sword and the giant spirit palm, making the black sword and the giant spirit palm unable to move.

"Silver Bell, Singing, Peach Blossom, two senior brothers, I remember that Shizun once told me that the ancient monk Hundred Flowers Fairy has a magic weapon, called the Funeral Flower Bell, I don't know if it's this one in his hand." The female cultivator held the sword in front of her and spoke.

"Funeral bells? What the hell? The tall and thin monk said angrily.

The Humpty Dumpty monk said, "This is really the magic weapon of the ancient monk Hundred Flowers Fairy?" Senior sister, did the master say how to restrain this ghost bell? ”

The nun said helplessly: "I don't know if it's or not, but he has a silver bell in his hand, and when he uses it, he uses it as a singing voice, and the peach blossoms are all over the sky, which looks very much like a funeral flower bell." But the master just mentioned it to me, I haven't seen it, how do you know the method of restraint? ”

"The law of restraint?" Mingyue raised her head at this time, and suddenly chuckled: "It's cheap for you, dying under the funeral flower bell can be regarded as a blessing from the third generation." ”

When the three of them heard him admit that it was a funeral flower bell in his hand, their faces suddenly changed. The magic weapon of the ancient monks, none of which has been handed down to this day is not the best, not to mention that the Hundred Flowers Fairy is famous, and the magic weapon she left behind must be the best of the best.

"The two senior brothers will support it first, and I will call the master to come over, as soon as his old man makes a move, he can not only relieve the siege of the two senior brothers, but also collect an ancient magic weapon. The three of you and I will be rewarded by the teacher, which is really a miracle. The nun hurriedly finished speaking, and before she could finish speaking, the sword soared into the air and turned into a red ray.

"Fuck that little girl......" The tall and thin monk and the short and fat monk scolded in their hearts, but they were helpless. It's not that they don't want to withdraw their swords and leave, but they don't know how strange these peach blossoms are, and the black sword and the giant spirit palm are constantly absorbing their spiritual power, making them unable to break free.

"If you don't collect the beautiful bones, you can cover the wind with a pure land!" The bright moon sang softly.

A few peach blossoms suddenly appeared on the fleeing female cultivator's Huoyun Sword, the female cultivator was shocked and changed, and she used her spiritual power, and the sword body was as if it was burning. To her surprise, a few peach blossoms were not affected at all, but she felt that the flying sword sank, her feet were empty, and the whole person landed on the island with the flying sword.

"Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age." Mingyue looked up at the sky faintly, and sighed softly in her mouth. The countless peach blossoms piled up at his feet suddenly rioted wildly, as if they were blown up and down by an invisible hurricane. The flying peach blossoms stained the three of them, and after a while, the three of them became three piles of flowers.

"Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and the people die without knowing!"

The red peach blossoms gradually lost their color, and the petals withered little by little, and after a while, only dry and blackened residues were left all over the ground. Under the three flower piles, three rotten bones lay quietly.

The bright moon then flickered, and all the residue stains were swept into the sea. R1152