The blind monk drank softly unintentionally, and the golden light surging around him, and green and golden runes appeared, covering his bronze and sturdy body, revealing a powerful aura.

He showed the golden bell jar of the former Buddhism on the ground level martial arts, and the whole body was suddenly made of iron bones and copper skin, and the golden body of the supreme Buddha circulated in the body, as if the Great Luo King Kong came to the world, and the ground around the blind monk Wuxin was cracked, and pieces of gravel were flying, which showed the strength of his flesh.

Wuxin actually wanted to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Yan Bugui, and for the first time in history, he took a Concentration Realm Double Heaven Cultivator seriously as a martial artist.

This is a recognition of the wild goose's non-return, and it is also a respect for the courage of a strong man.

"Fight!" "Fight!" Yan Bugui also drank coldly, the blood and qi around his body gushed out, and a blood-colored desert lone eagle phantom illusion, Yan Bugui suddenly became full of blood and blood, invincible, and stepped into the peak state.

At the same time, the Vajra Pregnant Spirit came out, the eyes of the wild goose were condensed, and the golden light rose all over the body, and the phantom of the lone eagle in the blood-colored desert suddenly seemed to be plated with a layer of gold.

"Huh" An eagle chirped the golden desert lone eagle phantom swooped down, submerged into the body of the goose and did not return, and suddenly saw that the goose did not return to the body of a gas cover, blood and golden yellow intertwined and flickered.

"Whew, whew, whew" The battle intent in the eyes of the wild goose is surging, the robe is blowing in the wind, the black hair is fluttering, and the heavy halberd in his hand is waving with a sigh, and the wind suddenly sweeps around, showing a domineering attitude.

"The goose returns to the goose and the goose does not return!" The goose did not return and shouted, stepped out, his feet fell thousands of pounds, his breath covered the mountains and rivers, he rose with a halberd in one hand, and unintentionally split down towards the blind monk, opening and closing, like a god of war.

The blind monk had no intention of raising his arms to block it, and even if he was blind, he could still perceive the scene around him.

There was a "boom" sound, and the two of them sank into a huge pit.

"Snort", but seeing the blind monk's unintentional robe, the robe exploded, and the fragments were scattered, revealing a strong physique, raising his hand to block with one arm, sweeping away the heavy halberd on his arm, and at the same time blasting out with one palm, containing a powerful true qi slapped on Yan Bugui's chest.

"Boom" is rippling, the goose does not return to receive a palm, the robe bursts, the ground behind him explodes, stirring up dust rolling, I saw him snort and grit his teeth to forcibly suppress the restless true qi in his body, and his body was not moving, but he was hard to receive a palm.

The goose did not return, his eyes were cold, he did not dodge or dodge, and he also bombarded the blind monk with a punch, and the green and golden runes were agitated, and the blind monk unintentionally took a step back with a punch.

The blind monk's heart shook unintentionally, and with such a strong explosive power, he was able to use the Divine Condensation Realm Dual Heaven to shake the Condensing Divine Realm Quadruple Heaven Cultivation.

A punch was shaken back, the goose did not return to the true qi and then lifted it, held the heavy halberd with both hands and sighed, and slashed down again, the halberd body trembled, and the golden mangs trembled, from top to bottom, from the blind monk unintentional heavenly spirit cover on the force to split down.

The blind monk unintentionally made an astonishing move, tilted his head to the side, let the heavy halberd fall on his shoulder, and bombarded Yan Bugui with a punch again, exchanging injuries for injuries.

"Poof" the goose did not return to be knocked away by a punch, flew out upside down, spit red in the mouth, the internal organs in the body were completely damaged, the heavy halberd was inserted into the ground and the goose did not return to one knee and knelt, a mouthful of blood spurted out, fell to the ground, sticky dust, and the flowing pool of blood was mixed with some internal organs and minced meat.

"Hey, hey, hey" The laughter of the wild goose suddenly rose, and the blood boiled all over his body, this way of playing was really enjoyable, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes revealed a crazy color.

"Snort" saw that the goose did not return and then lifted the heavy halberd, and one halberd after another swayed out and smashed down on the blind monk's heartless body.

The blind monk did not dodge or dodge without intention, and faced him head-on, his simple fists and palms intersected, and he smashed down the goose like raindrops.

The two exchanged injuries for injuries, and the fights were bloody, there were comings and goings, you advance and I retreat.

With the fall of every punch without intention, the goose will not return, the mouth will be red, the internal organs will explode, and the meridians will be destroyed.

But the geese are all indifferent, as if they don't feel the slightest pain, and they are still wielding their halberds without consciousness, and their eyes are crazy.

"Boom" the wild goose does not return to a halberd stabbed in the blind monk's heartless shoulder, and the divine power was exhausted, and the blind monk's heartless golden bell cover was broken and pierced into the flesh and blood.

"Give me death!" The blind monk had anger on his face, and he punched the goose again and again.

"Snort" blood burst out, the flesh and blood on the goose did not return, and the blood splashed in all directions.

"Uh!" the goose was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

"Drink" only to see the dying goose not returning, the eyes were bursting with brilliant brilliance, a halberd was withdrawn, and another halberd went straight through the blind monk's heartless chest.

"Die!" The blind monk unintentionally threw a punch down again, and the Buddhist Vajra Fist martial arts were exhausted.

"Boom", "boom", "boom" punch after punch bombarded Yan Bugui's body, and every punch that fell was an explosion of flesh and blood.

The wild goose did not return, and the divine power in his hand urged again, vowing to penetrate the blind monk's heartless chest with a halberd of ancient dragon sighs.

"Snort, snort, snort" Heartless chest runes shone, and there were some signs of collapse.

"Drink!" Yan Bugui shouted for the last time, and his divine power was exhausted, and a halberd broke through the blind monk's heartless golden bell jar, and a halberd penetrated the blind monk's heartless chest, only three inches away from the heart.

The blind monk was drenched in cold sweat unintentionally, and his fist fell like rain and the geese did not return step by step.

The corners of Yan Bugui's mouth rose, his eyes were full of fighting intent, revealing a look of madness, and he looked at the red-clothed monk in front of him calmly.

"Sneer" unintentionally fell one punch after another, and bombarded the geese to the edge of the cliff step by step.

"Whew, whew, whew" The blind monk gasped unintentionally, slowly holding the heavy halberd that pierced into his chest, and then pulled it out suddenly, "snorting" and pulling out the heavy halberd, and the tip of the halberd was dripping with blood.

"Boom" Gu Long sighed and plunged into the ground, the goose did not return to hold the halberd and stood on his knees, his muscles and veins were broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he was covered in blood, his eyes were blank and his consciousness was blurred.

The blind monk unintentionally took three steps back, touched the blood hole in his chest, felt palpitations, and looked deeply at the goose standing half-kneeling on the edge of the cliff with a halberd.

It's so strong, the blind monk was shocked unintentionally, and he shook himself with seven hundred and forty-nine punches without falling down the whole time, and he was even more through his chest, almost exchanging his life.

"Why bother?" the blind monk couldn't help but ask, admiring the goose not returning, looking at his life, he was able to beat himself into such a huge river and lake with the double heaven of the concentrating realm, and there was only one person in front of him.

"In my life, there is only the word love and righteousness, although I die today, I have no regrets. Yan Bugui's face turned pale and he spoke slowly.

The dark clouds dispersed, the bright moon hung high, and it was desolate.

The goose is covered in blood, holding a halberd into the ground, standing on his knees, his breath is like a gossamer, his flesh and blood are destroyed, his muscles and veins are destroyed, and there is no integrity in his body.

I saw that the geese did not return, and slowly looked up at the moon.

In the bright moon, it seems to reflect the resolute face of his friend Leng Huling, as if he is smiling at himself.

"Ha, I tried my best," Yan Bugui muttered to himself.

"Goodbye," Yan Bugui whispered, as if to say goodbye, as if to say hello.

Who to say goodbye to, who to greet, no one knows.

"Drink" The dying goose did not return and shouted, as if returning to the light, he stood up violently, lifted the halberd in his hand, and thrust it straight down, inserting his right foot and penetrating and nailing into the ground.

The blind monk had no intention of showing a shocked look in his eyes.

"I don't return, I won't fall when I die, if I want to chase and kill, step on the corpse!"

Yan Bugui used his last strength to shout softly, and then leaned on the heavy halberd Gu Long sighed, and slowly lowered his head.

The geese do not return to the valley of lawlessness, die but do not fall, the cold wind blows, and scatters a lot of flowers.

At this point, a generation of heroes has finally come to an end, only for the love of a pot of wine, only for the brotherhood of a meeting in Pingshui.

After the bridge is broken, one person will not return the pass, even if he dies.

The blind monk's eyes trembled, looking at the dead goose in front of him and paying respect, only to see the blind monk unintentionally folded his hands, and the Buddha sang a sentence.

"Amitabha, I have no desire to call you the god of war!"

A generation of war god geese did not return, and today they fell to Phantom Spirit Mountain.

The geese do not return, the geese do not return.

Today, under the Phantom Mountain, the geese will go, and the geese will never return!