That monk is not who the Dharma seat is.

How did he end up here? Is it so anxious to snatch it with red eyes? I'm not afraid that he will settle accounts with him.

Also, after following all the way, it seems that he saw the right time to make a move.

Leng Duhua had never seen Qian Tu use spells, and he didn't know the depth of this child. Perhaps you can also get a glimpse of the high bottom of the cultivation of Qian Parkway.

It was lying on the plank with great interest, humming weakly and very weakly. I was going to watch the battle with great joy......

It's a pity that the sky is not beautiful, and the fog on the water surface is too thick. I can only see from afar, black shadows, jumping up and down. In addition, Qiantu uses evil energy, which is not real at all.

However, at a young age, Qian Tu has already made a hundred moves under the Bodhi scepter, and he has not yet seen defeat. It's already great. Or is it because of the merits of the royal weapon?

Qian Baihui is really a bloody investment!

I really can't bear the child's wolf.

"Leng Twilight, come out and help me, or I'll tell my dad. Let him fire you. Qian Tu was already sweating, and he screamed in the air with great difficulty.

"Leng Duhua, why don't we join forces and kill this little rabbit cub. The royal weapon belongs to you, you just need to borrow it from me. "The sound of the Dharma throne like a bell came from the air, deafening.

……

The sound of swords clashing, air currents colliding, and you coming and going, still echoed in the rain.

And so for a few more moments......

"Leng Duhua, if you don't come out again, I'll call my father to kill you-" At this time, Qian Tu's voice was hoarse, obviously injured.

"Hmph-little bastard, don't shout, the emperor can't save you." The voice of the throne was already very fierce. With a chilling murderous aura.

"Bang-"

"Ahh

The sound of slapping flesh accompanied by the screams of children. The money is already in free fall. Straight down.

Leng Duhua had no choice but to jump up from the water, and a big peng spread its wings. Flew over. Reaching out to scoop up the money in his hand, before he could gain a firm foothold on the wooden board, he saw the Bodhi scepter carried by the Dharma seat slashing from top to bottom......

didn't have time to think about it, he protected Qian Tu in his arms and bent down to block.

"Tom-" There was a muffled sound.

The throne was taken aback, but it was too late, he couldn't hold his hand, and the staff slammed heavily on Leng Duhua's back.

Why didn't he avoid it? Don't block either? This......

Dharma Seat was a little puzzled, it was said that it was impossible for him to hurt Leng Duhua. Last time it was just a draw with him. The girl chased him for days with her scepter.

Qian Tu squinted his eyes slightly, feeling a mouthful of hot blood spraying on his clothes, sticky. He raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Duhua, pulled the corners of his mouth, and sneered, "Didn't you live for more than 100,000 years? So vulnerable? A stick beat you to the point of vomiting blood? ”

"Do you believe that?" Leng Duhua bent the corners of her mouth with difficulty, smiled inexplicably, and fainted after speaking.

Dharma Seat was stunned, which song is this? But now, there is no turning back from the bow. I don't care about a lot. He pulled Qian Tu out of Leng Duhua's arms with a big hand.

Hands groped around his neck. When an iron chain touched his hand, he was overjoyed and was about to take it down......

"Dharma seat-" In the thick fog, Huang Hu saw a cloud of evil qi slowly approaching the people on the plank. Quickly envelop them. He couldn't help but panic. One side of the loud reminder; One swooped over.

Dharma Seat was shocked and came back to his senses, only to see a sword with a black body. From the right back, slash at his arm.

He was horrified. Hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand. It's too late, it's too soon. Huang Hu crashed in and pushed him away......

"Whew-" Blood splattered.

Huang Hu clutched his arms in pain, his whole body was purple, but his blood turned inky at this time, dripping and dripping......

This-?

The Dharma seat was half-crouched on the plank, and his sharp gaze scanned the surroundings. In the thick fog, many black-cloaked people unconsciously appeared. These ghostly figures have surrounded them in the middle.

It seems that he must have been tricked......

Are you careless? Or did they do this game specifically to lure themselves into the bait?

The screams of the yellow tiger were particularly harsh on the quiet water, and the Dharma seat turned around to find that he was actually disappearing little by little.

- Black Pixiu?

Isn't that the sword of the Lord of the Demon Path? Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the person in front of him.

A dense aura lingered around him. He was wide and fat, with angry eyes, and stood motionless like an iron tower.

The dark iron black sword in his hand, which was turbid and licked by red silk, was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and it was especially bloody when it saw it......

It was the legendary magic sword from hell.

It is said that after experiencing the pain of pulling out the tongue and breaking the tendons, cutting the fingers, piercing the body of the iron tree, the sin of the mirror, the punishment of the steamer, the burning of the copper pillar, the extreme cold of the iceberg, the capital punishment of the oil pot, the trampling of the meat in the cow pit, the grinding of the stone press, the pain of cramps, the smashing of the bones, the bath of the blood pool, the imprisonment of the prisoner in vain, the cutting of the feet and the sawing of the legs, the torture of the zhé, the blood sucking of the crows, the volcano incineration, the crushing of the knees, the stone grinding of the brain sauce, and the raw skin and meat, they have been immersed in each layer for more than 10,000 years.

I just sucked enough of all kinds of resentment in the eighteenth layer of hell.

Gathering dead corpses and souls, lonely and poor, all kinds of evil thoughts, which makes people frightened.

It was Pixiu who came out and the Three Realms trembled.

The power of this sword is not understandable to ordinary people, but as a Buddha with a very high practice, the Dharma Throne naturally knows the stakes better than others.

If you are stabbed, whether it is a human, a demon, or an elf, you will be wiped out, your bones will be gone, and your soul will dissipate.

And the immortals, because their souls are not controlled by hell, although they will not die, they will also be exhausted in cultivation and exhausted.

In just a moment, the yellow tiger had disappeared......

But the throne secretly rejoiced that it was so dangerous. Although his immortal book has been removed, the immortal bones have not been removed. Otherwise, if you are struck by him, you will be afraid that you will shed your skin if you don't die.

If he dies, what will happen to the pigeon?

No, he can't die yet.

Those people drove the pigeon to death.

You must get the Wanlun King Weapon.

not only to save her; And let those so-called righteous men pay the debt with blood.

Even if he falls into the devil's path, he will not hesitate to do it.

But at this time, his situation is really not optimistic. Pixiu's sword was incredibly powerful, and now he had to find a way to get out. It's a pity that the royal weapon didn't get it, hum-

Therefore, he hurried back with his cane.

Qian Baihui's original intention was to test Leng Duhua, but he didn't know that he would bite the gold halfway. Seeing that the Dharma Seat had been following him for a long time, he didn't move, just to see how Leng Duhua dealt with it.

I didn't know that I was careless, and I actually injured my son. Leng Duhua also wanted to save his son, so he fell into a coma.

Could it be that he misestimated Leng Duhua? Although he didn't see anything wrong with it; But the old dog, there must be something wrong with the throne.

If you want to say that this old dog, who usually stays by the emperor's side, he said that he didn't have any good intentions.

Emperor Zun just didn't believe it, and today this old / dog finally showed his fox tail. Let's see how he turns around and explains to Emperor Zun.

He was going to skin this old/dog cramps first, to vent his hatred, hum-

In the cold, the black leather sword stirred and blurred the vision of the water, and the black mist was everywhere.

The throne was crouched on a broken wooden plank, taking the opportunity to hide its figure, intending to take advantage of the situation at any time...... (To be continued......)