"Quick.. Fast.. Fast.. Not fast enough". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Almost crazy sounds were constantly urging his heart to make him faster.

It's just that at this time, he didn't notice that when the sound became more and more urgent, the black qi on his body became more and more violent.

He had really gotten faster, and he had already come to the linen-robed man.

I saw him leap up violently, and with the ink sword in both hands, he slashed at the man from the air.

The swarthy sword body was already burning with blazing black flames.

And this flame made the temperature around it rise by a few points.

I only heard a loud "bang", which sounded.

The Ink Flower Sword slashed right on the body of the Purple Sword.

A fierce circular wave of vitality was beginning to spread outward with this person and a flying sword as the center.

Suddenly, all the trees in this forest were bent outward by this huge wave.

Tree branches mixed with leaves are wreaking havoc on the entire forest.

"Interesting". The corners of the linen-robed man's mouth raised, and he said playfully.

Even such a big movement still couldn't change his face. He still hung his hands, looking at the crazy man in the distance with interest.

It's just that just when he was attracted by Shi Wuwei's movements, Su Wushi's sword also arrived.

He had already sensed that something was wrong with Shi Wuwei, because this was exactly what it was like for people who practiced martial arts to go mad.

In fact, he didn't know what swordsmanship to use to kill the linen-robed man in front of him, he only knew what he had to do, and he couldn't let his partner bear it alone.

So, he took out his sword like this.

And when the man saw that Su Wushi still had the strength to draw his sword, it was the first time that he showed a look of boredom.

Therefore, he wanted to deal with this annoying Dao Sect disciple first.

So, for the first time, he stretched out a hand from his cuffs, a hand full of scars.

Then, when he saw him, he turned around sharply and faced Su Wushi.

Immediately after, a strong burst of purple true qi suddenly erupted from his palm.

In the end, just when Su Wushi could still see the other party's face clearly, even his Yunshui Sword hadn't been able to stab out. A purple palm was already imprinted on his chest.

A sound of vomiting blood sounded.

This palm directly blasted him out. It wasn't until he broke a tree that wasn't thick or thin that he was able to stop.

He only felt dizzy at the moment, as if he was going to fall down in the next moment.

However, after slapping Su Wushi away, the linen-robed man obviously didn't want him to continue to live.

So I saw him turn into a ball of purple qi, flashed in front of Su Wushi, and gave a palm again....

"Buddha bless, Amitabha"

In this dying meaning, Su Wushi didn't know why he remembered the Buddha in his heart. It stands to reason that as a great disciple of the Taoist Sect, he should also read Taishang Laojun if he wants to. "I actually remembered that the Buddha came....hey. Maybe I've been with that stupid little monk for too long, and I've been infected by him."

Although he always wanted to make fun of the little monk of the Buddha Sect, he really regretted it at this moment, he regretted that he shouldn't have brought him here, he only hoped that this kind little monk could go back alive.

However, after Su Wushi misrecited a few words of Buddha, his eyes really lit up with bursts of Buddha light, and there were really bursts of low and thick Buddha voices in his ears.

"No..... Buddha has really appeared." Looking at this dazzling Buddha light, Su Wushi also reluctantly opened his eyes.

And standing in front of him at this time was the little monk who was dumbfounded.

......

The little monk couldn't figure out why these people didn't continue to walk outside the forest, but when he saw Senior Brother Su make a move, when he saw the flying sword, he remembered what the master said, "Wu Nian, your current cultivation is still very weak." If you come down the mountain and run into someone who can use a flying sword, you will run away, you know? ”。

"Master, you have said it many times, and the disciple knows."

….

He has always listened to his master.

He never questioned the master.

So, when he saw the flying sword, not only did he not help, but he ran away.

However, it may be because of concerns about companions.

The little monk didn't run out far.

He just hid under a big tree, and with his innocent eyes, he looked at his companion from afar, fighting.

He saw the Senior Brother Su who had been making fun of him, and for the sake of everyone's safety, he stepped forward desperately and rushed towards the man in the hemp robe alone.

He saw that Shi Wuwei did not run away like himself, but also stepped forward to block the flying sword for Senior Brother Su.

He saw the wooden girl and was not afraid.

He saw Senior Brother Ji block a sword for Miss Mu.

In the end, he also saw Senior Brother Su being blown away by the palm of the man in the hemp robe.

"Wu Nian, when you see someone who can use a flying sword, you run away, do you understand?"

........

"Master, it seems that Wu Nian really can't do it this time."

The little monk had already walked out.

This time.

He didn't want to listen to his master.

He wasn't questioning the master's words, he knew that the master was for his safety.

However, he didn't want to go.

The four people in front of him were the first group of friends he met after coming down the mountain.

He and they had just experienced life and death in the mountains.

He didn't want to lose them.

So, he wanted to stay.

So, accompanied by the loud sound of Buddha, the little monk rushed out and rushed in front of Su Wushi.

Then I saw him close his eyes.

He was reciting the mantra silently in his mouth.

His immature little hands were pinching the Dharma Seal in front of his chest at great speed.

Until his hand stopped changing.

Until he opened his eyes.

A huge golden bell full of Buddha seals suddenly appeared beside him and protected him in it.

At the same time, the palm of the linen-robed man's hand had also arrived.

He actually noticed the figure of this little monk as well.

But he didn't care.

Because, killing one more is nothing to him.

As a result, the purple palm slapped heavily on the golden bell.

And at this moment, a loud bell sounded in the forest.

"Bang~~~".

After the sound, the scene of the wind and clouds reappeared.

It's just that the palm full of purple qi did not defeat the golden bell.

The man in the hemp robe was also shocked when he saw that his palm did not smash the other party's golden bell at once.

"This monk's golden bell jar has a look or two."

How did he know that this little monk had already practiced the supreme classic of Buddhism - the Yijin Sutra.

And this method of the golden bell jar is the strongest body protection magic in Shaolin Temple. Therefore, it is not unusual to be able to block his palm that has not yet exerted his full strength.

But unfortunately, the little monk is only a practitioner who has just entered the second grade.

Although it seems that he has blocked the other party's palm, he has actually suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

So, after five breaths, the golden bell turned into fragments of vitality and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And with the shattering of the golden bell, the figure of the little monk was also blown away by the aftermath of this palm.

Coincidentally, he just happened to fall in front of Su Wushi.

Su Wushi saw that the little monk had received this slap for himself, and he was moved and blamed himself.

"Why don't you run, little monk. Didn't your master tell you that if you can't beat it, you can run? ”。 Su Wushi laughed a little angrily.

The little monk struggled to prop up his body.

His chest was tight, and he felt like a stream of blood was already in his throat.

Therefore, after hearing Su Wushi talk about his master again, he faced the other party and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This time, he squirted blood at Su Wushi again.

And it was sprayed in his face.

sprayed on the face of Su Wushi, who was born in August...

"Master, he... Early.... Tell me".

The little monk wanted to defend himself, he wanted to say that the master had already told him to let him escape.

But his injuries at this time were a little serious.

So, he just fainted.

Only Su Wushi, whose face was covered in blood, was left with disgust, anger, helplessness, and trembling.