"Who is to blame!" Miss Miao Qiong scolded angrily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But in response to him, apart from the groans of the prince who had fallen unconscious, there was only the sound of incomprehensible chanting.

Everything was still wherever Sanskrit sounded, although the range was not large, but at least the three people in the field were controlled and could not move. Miss Miaoqiong looked at Zhang Yun in front of her, only one finger away from her own killing blow, but this small distance seemed to be far away in the sky, her body trembled, and she wanted to use force but was suppressed, not only that, but the person who came dared to ignore me, who would dare to treat the woman of the prince like this in Yunshui City? How does this not make Miss Miao Qiong angry?

"The green mountains and clear waters are clear, and there is an old monk practicing in the mountains." Searching for the voice, it turned out that all this was caused by a monk dressed in white plain clothes. I saw that his eyebrows were revealing calmness, his face was ruddy, his figure was moderate, he always had a kind smile on his face, and he looked like his age would not exceed fifty. If it weren't for his control, the three of them wouldn't have noticed this person.

"This matter is the personal grudge of the three of us, what kind of fun are you monk making, don't hurry up and unravel this evil way! I will spare you from death! Miss Miao Qiong roared angrily.

Hearing Miss Miaoqiong's sloppy words, the monk smiled and walked a few steps forward without speaking.

What's even more surprising is that the old monk walked in this piece of broken wall and ruins without a trace of dust on the canvas shoes, look carefully, his feet are separated from the ground by a distance, it turns out that every step he takes is stepping on the air, walking on the air like walking on the ground, how high should the person who can do such a move cultivate?

Zhang Yun was not the only one who noticed this, but Miss Miaoqiong, who was under control, also saw it. She calculated in her heart, and then said: "Monk, I have also said things that offend people, but you must also come for the lotus flower in this kid's womb. If this is the case, I will hand this boy into your hands, and you will let me and my wife go. Miss Miaoqiong naturally knew in her heart that the cultivation of the monk in front of her was naturally not comparable to herself, not to mention that there was an unconscious prince behind her?

The bald monk smiled and said calmly: "This female benefactor, do you think you still need the red lotus when I am a cultivator?" The monk smiled, "Besides, after I let you two go, you spread red lotus everywhere in my hands, wouldn't I have to be bothered by those blind streams every day?" ”

Miss Miao Qiong saw that the monk was not interested in her proposal, and said, "What do you mean, monk?" ”

"How about dispersing your own cultivation and not using the hypocrisy of the two of you to deceive the villagers from now on?" No matter what the monk does, he always has a kind smile on his face.

"Madam, where did this monk come from?" At this moment, Fu Jun, who was unconscious on the side, woke up, although Zhang Yun's all-out attack just now was majestic and powerful, but after all, Fu Jun's cultivation was still a little higher than Zhang Yun's, and the time to faint must not be too long, and Zhang Yun also calculated this time to run away for a glimmer of life, but he never thought that the weak woman in front of him was not inferior to herself.

When the prince saw the monk confronting his wife not far away, he couldn't help but ask.

"Poor monk empty fate." The monk nodded and motioned to the prince.

Fu Jun looked at the situation in front of him, Mrs. Miaoqiong, Zhang Yun and the three of them were imprisoned by this monk. Besides, the monk's cultivation must be more than a little higher than the three of them combined. It is not yet known whether Mrs. and herself can draw with all their might, not to mention that there is a Zhang Yun who is not much different from herself. If this battle is fought, your side will lose.

Seeing that her husband had woken up, Miss Miaoqiong hurriedly said, "Husband, be prepared to die, this monk is coming for the red lotus!" ”

Hearing this, the Fu Jun hurriedly reverted to his own cultivation, and said to the empty edge while replying: "Monk, now that the red lotus in the world has come out, the major forces and the government on the mainland have sent people to investigate, according to reliable information, the Qingfeng faction has already obtained one, why don't you go to the Qingfeng faction to find it?" Why are you so entangled in the red lotus that we have worked so hard to find? ”

"Hehe, the donor said that it was a joke, you yourself said that it is the Qingfeng faction, where there are many cultivators, if I go there, it will be like breaking into a hornet's nest. It's annoying, and how many people will find themselves bored, I don't think there is anyone else except the government. The red lotus in the belly of this kid in front of me has taken root, and I can't save this person. ”

Hearing what they said about the red lotus, Zhang Yun couldn't help but be a little confused, am I a ginseng baby?

Miss Miaoqiong couldn't help but be angry, just now she said that she didn't want the red lotus, but now she said that she couldn't be saved, this monk really didn't keep the precepts!

"Wait, you said the red lotus takes root? What roots are born? Isn't it to take out the spiritual platform and flower it as a fruit? Fu Jun was surprised, could it be that the news he got was wrong?

"Hahahahaha, what kind of news are you guys all about? When the red lotus takes root, why does it turn into seeds? The controller couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Fu Jun said, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Zhang Yun vaguely understood the truth of the matter when he heard the words of the two, presumably the seed that the two of them said was the red lotus fruit that the head forced him to eat with Zhao Da and Zhao Er. The thought that what he had swallowed was actually transformed by someone else's spiritual platform made me feel a strong discomfort in my stomach.

Miao Qiong was furious, she dared to laugh at me and my husband and wife like this, no matter what your origin is, I will fight you to the death today!

"No more nonsense! Let's fight to the death! Miao Qiong roared.

"Haha, you two can go up together." As he spoke, Kongyuan lifted the ban on the three of them, and Zhang Yun hurriedly fled from Miao Qiong's attack range and fled towards the place where he had deviated from the three of them. disappeared in the blink of an eye, just kidding, these three people all regarded themselves as rare treasures waiting to be eaten, if they didn't run, would they wait to die?

Kongyuan looked at Zhang Yun's fleeing figure and laughed: "Ahaha, donor, even if you run to the edge of the sky, I can find you!" The loudness of the voice resounded through Yunshui City. The monks and people in the city looked up and were shocked.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but flee faster when he heard this.

Miao Qiong and Fuyun hurriedly chased after them, but they were forcibly stopped by Kongyuan, "You two still have to fight me to the death, although the monks are not allowed to kill, but it must be okay to kill one or two less." Ahh

The empty edge that was originally full of dusty temperament became fierce and vicious in a blink of an eye, and the bloody aura on his body was no less than that of those who had been fighting in the field for a long time, how many people had to be killed to accumulate so much blood!

Feeling this dangerous momentum, both of them realized that today is probably more auspicious, and Fu Jun said to Miaoqiong: "Madam, it seems that we can't escape today, there is you on the Huangquan Road, it's not a pity to die!" ”

Miss Miaoqiong's eyes were filled with tears, and she nodded heavily in agreement. looked at the empty relationship between the two children and said: "Life and death are just a thought, and a few years later, we will meet again in a blink of an eye." ”

Without further ado, the three-man war was about to break out.

Zhang Yun is not in the mood to pay attention to which of the three is strong or weak, who lives and who dies, and it is important for him to escape. As he ran as fast as he could, he used the power of the sycamore tree brand to repair the hole in his chest, which healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye under Zhang Yun's full urging.

Zhang Yun, who had no worries about his life, recalled the scout's behavior yesterday when he was chased by the scout arrester in the gang of bandits, Miss Miaoqiong. He saw that the area of the rear battle was already far away from him, so why not deduce it here? He walked forward step by step as he remembered the scout walking.

Lean forward with your left foot three steps and your right foot forward with five steps. Move forward and swap your feet, spiritual power is added to your toes, all actions are completed with your toes, spiritual power is not too much, otherwise footprints will be left, spiritual power is indispensable, otherwise you will lose speed. Zhang Yun practiced this step by step like this, and it didn't take much time to master it, at least within a distance, he could be much faster than a cultivator of the same level.

Feng Ling appeared in time at this time: "Congratulations, you have learned a body technique, so that it will be easier to attack, defend, escape or sneak attack in the future." ”

Zhang Yun was very surprised, why did Feng Ling, who didn't care about him on weekdays, suddenly become interested in taking the initiative to talk to me? He laughed and said, "Feng Ling, what do you want me to say, why do you want to do this?" ”

"Something, do you remember the craftsman-grade longsword I asked you to keep?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yunqi didn't fight anywhere, "If it weren't for this broken sword, why would I have endured so many tribulations?" If it hadn't been for the last bald donkey showing up in time, I would have lost my life! ”

"Don't talk about this, quickly take out the sword, put your left hand on it, and remember, when your right hand touches the common moment, you must immediately use Feng Qiwu to smash it!" Feng Ling hurriedly said.

Zhang Yun was helpless, this guy in front of him was really not concerned about his life and death, did he treat Feng Qiwu's master like this? Although he complained in his heart, he still had to do what Feng Ling said, this guy has lived for thousands of years, and he knows much more things than he is a newcomer.

Zhang Yun summoned Feng Qiwu, held the sword in his left hand, and urged the spiritual power to run above his right hand, and suddenly purple light flashed. Without saying a word, he put it directly on top of the long sword, the long sword let out a trembling sound, the runes on the sword body quickly faded, and the sword that could still glow on its own dimmed in an instant.

"It's now!" Feng Ling urged.

Zhang Yun was also unambiguous, Feng Qiwu pointed directly at the sword, the sword shattered at the touch, and a light gray object was sucked into the broken sword Feng Qiwu.

Zhang Yun was very surprised, he knew this kind of light gray thing, when he was tortured by the Gathering Spirit Pill, the light gray was his soul!