Under the battle platform, four cyan bald heads lined up, and the fattest monk among them looked nervous, grabbed the arm of the tall and thin monk on the side and asked, "Senior Brother Wushen, you said that my sister will fight against the Buddha, who will win?" ”

"Senior Brother Wu Neng, don't be nervous," Wu Shen looked up and saw sweat dripping from Luo Yu's forehead, but patted the fat monk's hand and comforted, "Sister, even if she loses, she won't worry about her life." ”

"Well, even if you look at the faces of a few of us, the Buddha won't be heavy-handed." The other monk beside him nodded in agreement.

"But if my sister loses this competition, I'm afraid that I will be worried about my life against other people," the fourth monk frowned, "The Buddha can't let my sister once?" ”

"Wufa Shenyan," Wushen turned his head and glared at Wufa, the youngest of the four, "There is no concession on the battlefield, and if the Buddha gives in this time, he will probably not be able to enter the top ten, after all, the finalists are all the top Jindan monks in the cultivation realm, and even the Buddha Zi cannot guarantee that he will win the next game." ”

Wufa shrank his head when he was reprimanded, and muttered in a low voice: "Why don't you say that if your sister loses this competition, it is very likely that she will not be able to enter the top ten." ”

Although Wu Fa's voice was small, Wu Shen heard it, and his brows furrowed, and at this time, Wu Neng suddenly shouted in his ear: "It's foggy, I can't see anything!" ”

The four monks raised their heads together, but saw a burst of white mist suddenly rising on the battle platform, which instantly spread to the edge of the battle platform, and the situation could not be viewed.

The audience couldn't see the scene on the stage clearly, but it didn't mean that the Yuanying monk in the clouds couldn't see it either, and the palace nun had a slight pick in the corners of her eyes. His chest trembled and leaned towards the big monk with kind eyebrows on the side, and said with a smile: "Great monk, your disciple is so beautiful, but he is too shy, but his chest is half exposed, and he is forced to turn his eyes, and now he has been plotted again, and I am afraid that I will lose this nine-ten-ten-sure competition." ”

The beautiful man leaned over, and his chest had already rubbed against his arm, but the great monk stood still and did not squint. He only said in his mouth: "Color is emptiness." Empty is ??????"

The word 'color' has not yet been spit out, but when he heard a loud sound of 'dang', the fog on the battle platform suddenly disappeared, and Xuankong sat on the table. Flushed. Keep your eyes closed. His lips moved slightly, as if he were reading something, and a bowl hung above his head. The size of the water basin, the Buddha's light shines, and it is tightly protected.

Luo Yu, who was hanging in the air, frowned, this bowl is a treasure with a machine spirit, and it actually automatically protects the master, if not, Xuankong is afraid that he will be knocked down from the battle platform by himself, what a pity!

However, if you can't do it once, then you will do it again! Poured into the fire spiritual power, the spear was like a pillar of fire, revealing a faint golden light, Luo Yu smashed the gun hard, with a bang, the bowl trembled violently, the raging flames surrounded the Xuankong, the Buddha's light emanated from the bowl, slowly contracted, the flames pressed step by step, and the hem of a corner of the monk's robe burned.

"Sister, just in moderation, Xuankong will be burned to death by you!" On the side, Hu Mei'er, who had already gathered her clothes, looked anxious and shouted at Luo Yu.

"He can't die!" Luo Yutou replied without replying, a large amount of spiritual power was continuously poured into the spear, the flame became bigger and bigger, the Buddha light became smaller and smaller, and finally the flame completely enveloped Xuankong, and the sound was sizzling, the cyan monk's robe was burned little by little, the bowl shrank, and fell to the front of Xuankong's chest, leaving only a thin layer of Buddha light attached to his skin.

Success is just around the corner, just the last fire! Luo Yu's face showed joy, raised the flame spear and slammed down, before the spear arrived, the fire dragon went first, and the raging flames attacked directly, the target was directly aimed at the bowl on Xuankong's chest, as long as the bowl was broken, Xuankong could be kicked off the battlefield with just one kick.

Seeing the fire dragon rushing to Xuankong's chest, about to cover the bowl, Luo Yu's face bloomed with dazzling brilliance, at this time, a scream sounded, and a white shadow jumped in front of him, rushing straight towards Xuankong, Luo Yu's face changed greatly, and shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

Bai Ying ignored it, accelerated and pounced on Xuankong, and finally touched the flames, his dress instantly burned, Luo Yu's eyes were red with anger, and the spear in his hand slammed down.

Boom! The sky fell to the pillar, the flame spear slammed into the battle platform, making a drum sound, the flames were burning, the tongue of fire jumped only half a foot away from the sky, and there was a white-clothed nun lying on his chest, it was Hu Meier, the corner of the white dress was burned off, revealing a jade-like calf.

"You almost killed him!" Hu Mei'er hugged Xuankong tightly with both hands, turned her head and glared, and her long fox eyes turned from brown to red.

Facing the red gaze, Luo Yu's chest rose and fell violently, and the flush on Xuankong's face quickly faded from the corner of her eye, she withdrew the spear with her backhand, the flames dissipated, and the spear became three feet long, and with a bang, the gun landed on the ground, and the tip of the spear was facing the sky, standing at her feet.

"You created an opportunity for me, and you ruined this opportunity with your own hands," a faint smile appeared on Luo Yu's face, "Success or failure is due to you, so I will not thank or complain, you can leave the battle platform by yourself." ”

Looking at the faint smile on Luo Yu's face, Hu Mei'er was stunned, her red eyes gradually returned to brown, and she suddenly panicked in her heart, and at this time, a warm voice came from behind her: "Hu Daoyou, please let go of the poor monk." ”

"You're sober??????" Hu Meier's face was surprised, and she hurriedly turned around, facing a pair of deep eyes, the two were so close that even their breathing was entangled, and the blush stained her cheeks, but she suddenly saw the pair of long eyebrows frowning, she reacted and hurriedly withdrew the arms holding his waist, but her heart was too panicked, and when the arm was withdrawn, she seemed to touch a certain part of his lower abdomen, which was a little soft and instantly hardened.

"I'm sorry." Hu Meier's face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly got up to apologize.

Luo Yu stood aside without saying a word, quietly watching the entanglement between Hu Meier and Xuankong, at this time she saw Xuankong's handsome face jumping up to the red tide again, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, what was going on? But what does that have to do with her?

"Hu Mei'er, Xuankong and I still have to compete, please leave the battle platform." Luo Yu said expressionlessly.

Hearing Luo Yu even call herself by her name and urge her to leave the battle platform again, Hu Meier turned to look at Luo Yu, and opened her mouth to explain, but then she thought again, if Luo Yu hadn't been too ruthless, how could she turn around to save Xuankong? Thinking like this, she was also annoyed, and stood still in place.

There were twists and turns on the battlefield, and there was a lot of noise and discussion off the stage.

"Are you still fighting?" Someone shouted.

"What else are you fighting? Originally, the strength of that female cultivator was much worse than that of the Buddha, but now even her demon pet has betrayed her, what else is there to fight? Just admit defeat and forget it. Someone on the side said.

Because of the fog before, everyone in the audience didn't know about Hu Meier's plot against Xuankong, but they only saw that Luo Yu finally wanted to defeat the Buddha, but Hu Meier was sideways and missed the fighter, so they didn't like Hu Meier.

"What's the use of such a demon pet who betrays the master, I have to kill it with one palm!" Someone shouted.

The discussion in the audience became louder and louder, mostly cursing, Luo Yu frowned, and opened his mouth to speak, but was preempted by Xuankong.

"Hu Daoyou, thank you for sacrificing your life to save you today." At this time, the flush on Xuankong's face faded, and he made a Buddhist salute to Hu Mei'er, "However, you misunderstood Huang Daoyou, she didn't mean to kill me, that shot was a bowl on my chest, and that shot hit me in the chest, and I was only seriously injured, and I didn't have to worry about my life." We met in the early years and were friends with each other, and now I am facing off against Huang Daoyou, you are really not suitable to participate in it, and I ask you to step down and wait. ”

Listening to Xuankong's words, Hu Meier's face turned red, her eyes swept over Luo Yu, and stayed on Xuankong's face, both happy and sad, happy that Xuankong admitted that she was his friend, sad that Luo Yu might not forgive her, no matter what, her current identity is Luo Yu's demon pet, and such behavior is undoubtedly betraying the enemy.

"Sister, I'm ??????" Hu Mei'er tried to say something, but Luo Yu interrupted her.

"Don't worry, my promise to the Fox Ancestor will not change, you go down." Luo Yu said calmly.

Hearing this, Hu Mei'er turned red and turned to leave the battle platform.

"Xuankong, let's get started."

Before she could finish speaking, a fire monkey burst out of her sleeve and pounced on Xuankong, and Luo Yu also instantly enlarged the Zixuan Divine Spear and swept it fiercely. (To be continued......)