"Monk, I'm a monk! The monk stroked the wolf's head again and raised his head, revealing two dimples on his face.

Li Yang, who was sitting on the wolf's back, frowned lightly and was silent.

"You are looking for your destined person, what are you doing to stop us!" The sword in the king's right hand was raised, and the tip of the sword stabbed at the monk, "Could it be!" The corner of his eye looked at the little bald head in front of him, thinking that he was so destined, bald and bald!

"Amitabha. The monk turned the rosary in his hand and made a crisp and pleasant sound, not intending to leave.

"Good fellows. You bald donkey has taken a fancy to this little bald head! You're going to be a robber again. ”

"Amitabha! Poor monks don't go to hell, who goes to hell. ”

"Haha! You dare to rob the people of our Tianxuan Dao Sect, bald donkey, you are looking for death. "Steward Wang, who was standing on the back of the giant wolf, held the Mangtian Sword and stabbed a sword flower in the air, and the breeze stirred the black hair, so it was not chic.

"Since the donor has an order, I can only be a villain once. When the words fell, the big bald head was shrouded in a layer of Buddha light.

"Take me a trick. Steward Wang stepped forward with his right foot, slammed his foot on the ground, and then flew up in the air, stabbing his sword into the monk's eyebrows. The Mangtian Sword shot out a golden light, and the tip of the sword spit out golden light, like a snake spitting out a letter.

"Amitabha! The donor's move of 'spitting out the letter and sword' is tangible but not substantial. Not beautiful, not beautiful. The monk who turned the Buddha beads gave a thumbs up, raised his head and said.

"Fuck your shit... This...... How is it possible?" Steward Wang held the Mangtian Sword in his hand, and the man was suspended in the air, with his feet facing the sky.

The big bald head clamped the blade of the sword between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and the tip of the sword pierced into his eyebrows one finger wide, his face was calm, and the three wrinkles on his forehead did not move at all.

"Who are you?" Steward Wang tried to let go of his right hand holding the sword, but his fingerprints did not move, no!

As the steward of the third grade of the Heavenly Transformation Realm, which is stronger than the Pulse Skill Realm, although he only uses the ordinary trick as a temptation, if the Pulse Trick Nine Rank receives this move, he will die. But the result at this time was beyond his imagination, what is the identity of the bald donkey in front of him? He actually caught his own move with two fingers, and he wanted to see how long your tricks were.

"I am a monk, and a monk is me. The monk pushed forward with his right hand, and the king steward flew back with a sword.

Steward Wang, whose whole body was controlled by the auspicious Buddha Qi, stood firmly on the ground, took a deep breath, and his body could be controlled by him again, his eyes kept scanning back and forth between Li Yang and the monk, and his lips were pursed.

"What! The donor still doesn't want to give up?" The monk turned his head to look at the little bald head on the wolf's back, and then smiled at the king's steward, "The cultivation of the three grades of the Heavenly Transformation Realm is not the opponent of the monk, so the donor should leave." ”

Steward Wang's complicated gaze finally stopped at Li Yang's body, and Li Yang's eyes were slightly moist at this glance.

"Stinky boy, wait for your own chance to escape. I didn't want to be robbed by the monk, so I ran away desperately... What are you crying about?"

Li Yang, who was sitting on the wolf's back, rubbed his eyes with his right hand, "There is sand in my eyes." ”

I couldn't help but laugh at the big bald head, and I felt that the little bald head was interesting.

Steward Wang glanced at Li Yang fiercely, and his heart almost spurted blood.

"Monk, let them stay away, don't hurt them when you do it. ”

"Since the donor has made up his mind, I can only respect the monk. The big bald head said.

The giant wolf roared under his breath and stepped back step by step...... Retreat to a large tree, twenty feet away from the two who were fighting again.

Intentionally, the sword of the qi decision roars - the sword and the mysterious technique of the lower grade.

The Xuan-level Xuanji is divided into the middle and upper top, the lowest level is the weakest, and the top level is the strongest.

Ranked after the mortal and yellow level mystical techniques, only the Xuan cultivators of the Heavenly Transformation Realm can successfully cultivate, and can exert the true power of the Xuan Rank Xuan Technique, one move can shatter half of the mountain. And the sword mystic technique is one of the top existence among the mystical techniques, such as the existence of the king in the mystical technique.

After the Xuan-level Xuanji, there is the Earth-level Xuanshu, the existence that dominates the life and death of others, and the power is huge, and one move is earth-shattering. The earth-level mystic technique was born, and the meta-cultivation realm was turbulent, and death shrouded the earth.

Steward Wang, who opened his eyes, the Xuan Qi of the dantian was boiling, his body moved, and an 'ordinary' sword move stabbed straight into the big bald head five zhang away.

"Amitabha. The monk folded his hands, and a circular Buddha light shield appeared, enveloping himself inside.

Steward Wang stabbed his sword on the light curtain, and he couldn't move forward a single hair, his body was hanging in the air, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he urged Xuan Qi again.

"Sword Ring~, Sword Ringing...... The sound of the sword. He shouted five times in a row, the Xuan Qi in his body boiled five times, the sword roared for a long time, the black hair burst out, and the clothes slashed without wind - boom ~~~~

"Donor. Why do you bother!" The monk looked at the bearded bearded beard in front of him, the tip of the sword pierced the Buddha's light curtain without moving, and the big bald head said softly: "Donor! ”

"Shut up... Shut up... Shut up. Steward Wang roared, a trace of black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the Xuan Qi that had boiled five times showed its ferocity, "The Reverse Stab of the Sword Roar~" Xuanjie mid-grade sword skills.

With a click~!The Mangtian Sword pierced through the Buddha's light curtain and killed the big bald head with a flash of surprise in his sight.

The five fingers of the monk's right hand grabbed the sharp sword three inches in front of him, "Donor, stop! If the monk is angry, the Buddha will not be able to extinguish this anger." ”

"Fart," Steward Wang, who was bleeding black blood from the corners of his mouth, agitated like a tornado in his chest, and shouted: "Chi'er is still running away." ”

The giant wolf in the distance roared at his master, and the bald boy on his back turned and fled into the forest......

"Donor, why do you waste your efforts? The monk's tone was still calm, and he was not in a hurry for the giant wolf to escape.

"Fart. ”

"Go!" the monk raised his left hand forward, and the gray light flashed, and there was no one on the flat ground.

The king's steward, who flew back with a sword, leaned his back against the trunk of the tree and stood firm, panting like a cow and sweating.

"With this time, at Chi'er's speed, you bald donkey don't want to catch up. Where did this monk come from? His strength is so unfathomable. ”

Stomp Foot Foot ~~~~ A sound of footsteps came from the forest.

"Why are you back again? "The eyes of the steward who looked back were wide open, and the air in his mouth instantly 'died'.

Wow~~~~Woo!

The giant wolf who walked out of the forest lowered his right paw and lowered his head and groaned.

"Didn't you run for your life? Why did you come back - look for death. The steward looked at the little bald head on the wolf's back and said angrily, thinking that I tried my best to buy you time to escape, and you actually came back again, isn't it?

"I see that you are pitiful, I will come back to accompany you!" Li Yang shrugged his shoulders and raised his hands in front of him, quite helpless.

A gray figure flickered in the forest, and the monk appeared next to a big tree, looking at the little bald head on the wolf's back with his hands folded: "Little bald head! Do you take the initiative to go with the monk, or will I take you captive!"

"Is there any difference between a big bald head?" asked Li Yang, who was frowning, very depressed in his heart, why did the monk rob me? Could it be that the temple with a big bald head lacks such a handsome little bald head in me!

"The difference is huge. The former is when you walk on your own, and the latter is when you are carried by a monk. ”

"Then I'll choose the latter!" Li Yang touched his bald head, "How tired it is to walk by yourself! ”

"Dead bald donkey! You deceive people too much, I won't kill you today, it's hard to swallow the evil spirit. Steward Wang, who wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, said angrily, and the mysterious qi around his body skyrocketed, and a hundred golden lights shot out from his body, like a warrior with golden light.

"Lao Wang is mighty! Lao Wang killed this big bald head. I don't want to go with this big bald head - bald head and bald head. The bald boy sitting on the back of the giant wolf slapped the giant wolf's back violently, excited, Lao Wang was angry, and the big bald head should get out.

Golden Light Holy Sword - Xuan-rank mid-grade sword technique.

Steward Wang held the golden sword in his hand, and no golden light shot out of his body, and with a step on his right foot, the golden sword cut through the sunlight and killed in front of the monk.

"Amitabha. "The monk with his hands folded, his right foot stepped to the right, and a sword stabbed in the air... Lower your waist again, and the sword swept through the air... The golden rooster with his left foot is independent, his body is leaning back, and a sword is slashed vertically in front of him......

Steward Wang put away his sword again, and wanted to slash another sword - the monk flashed gray light in place, and his left palm was already behind Steward Wang's back and pushed forward.

Vajra Palm - Xuanjie Lower Grade Mysterious Technique.

Rumble~~

The steward of the king who flew out fell to kneel on his left knee, swept back with his right knee, raised the golden sword back, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding again, knowing that the monk's subordinates were merciful, if not, this palm would have taken his own life, but the person who wanted to rob the Tianxuan Dao Sect had not yet been born.

"Donor, the strength is good~~" The monk praised.

"Your bald donkey is also quite powerful. Steward Wang's face was slightly red.

"Donor, how about taking the monk and giving me another trick of the Vajra palm?"

"What if this steward picks you up for ten more moves?"

The big bald head with his hands folded, and his palms shining with golden light, like a living Arhat. The golden palm came out, and the gray light flashed towards the king's steward.

"The golden sword roared. With a flick of the golden sword, Steward Wang turned into a golden light and disappeared in place.

The golden sword sound is a sword move that is driven by the metallic origin in the body, like the Heavenly Transformation Realm, there is only one metallic origin in the dantian of the third-grade Xuan cultivator, although the urging power is huge, it takes three years of cultivation to condense a drop, and the same is true for other attribute origins.

There was a loud bang in the air - boom~~~

A gray back appeared in Li Yang's sight - suddenly~, the bald boy felt his waist tighten, his mouth wanted to open, a gust of wind slashed at his body, and he couldn't open his mouth anymore in the hurricane, and the green in his sight flew backwards.

The big bald head in the dust folded his hands, looked at the gray back that had escaped, and said: "Amitabha~, the strength of the donor is hidden quite deeply! ”

The gray light flashed, and another hurricane blew at the edge of the forest. There was no one in the place where the two fought, only the giant wolf stood in place.

The giant wolf stepped out of his left foot and ran southwest.

100 miles away.

With Li Yang's steward under his right armpit, he rushed through the vast forest, stepped to the left with his right foot to avoid the giant trees that 'crashed up', and then stepped to the right to dodge ten giant trees that 'crashed up' in a row. Stepping on the ground~~ The feet took a hundred steps in a row on the ground, and then turned sharply and shot straight into the distance from a rock, and the back of the steward Wang disappeared into a green bush, and the shrubs couldn't stop trembling.

The bush said angrily: Your uncle's ~! The master sleeps here well, and it also invites natural disasters.

The gray light in the forest flashed, and after another pause, a gust of wind blew up a large number of dead leaves, and a big bald head in gray monk's robe appeared on the spot.

"Amitabha! The donor's ability to escape for his life surprised the monk even more than his hidden strength. In this case, the monk will have a good time with the donor, if the donor's ability to escape can be increased by another layer, the monk and I also have a little merit - my Buddha is compassionate. The monk smiled, and his chubby face showed two dimples.

The gray light flashed again...... The green bush stopped trembling again, "Who? ”

Li Yang, who opened his eyes suddenly, then blinked wildly, tears filled his eyes uncontrollably, and his hands and feet were subconsciously waving...... It's too fast, it's too windy.

Steward Wang, who was running with the strength to eat, frowned as Li Yang struggled under his armpits, and the Xuan Qi that was running in his body and rubbing the fire returned to normal, and the speed of the whole person slowed down.

"If you don't want to die, don't struggle. ”

"I... I..."

"Shut up. ”

Li Yang closed his eyelids, cut off his tears, and his body stiffened into a piece of iron, cutting through the hurricane.

Chasing the clouds - the level of the top grade of the mystery

Steward Wang, who performed footwork, frowned, stepped bigger and faster, and ran twice as fast.

- Fifty miles away.

A hurricane blew out of thin air, dead leaves flew all over the sky, and a figure was revealed. The dead leaves flying all over the sky shook again, and a white shadow rose into the air and smashed to the ground.

Ahhhh

Li Yang, who smashed on the ground with a fart, let out a terrible scream from his mouth.

Steward Wang swallowed a tonic pill and a third-grade healing pill, and sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate the balance of the dantian, meridians, and blood qi in his body.

The Xuantian Pill is a second-grade mid-level elixir, which can replenish the Xuanqi of the dantian in a short period of time, but the disadvantage is that continuous swallowing in a short period of time will cause great damage to the dantian and meridians in the body, and affect the speed of cultivation in the future.

Half a pillar of incense time passed.

Steward Wang, who recovered from his injuries in his body, opened his mouth slightly and spit out a breath of turbidity - Li Yang was lying in front of Steward Wang and looked at Steward Wang's face, and Steward Wang, who opened his eyes, slapped out.

Ahhh

Li Yang, who was slapped on the tree, pushed with both hands, and the 'corpse' fell from the tree and smashed on the grass.

"-damn it. Why are you slapping me?" Li Yang bounced up from the ground, the 'tree lines' on his face were red, and he was angry.

"I was scared by a ghost. Is that ghost you?" Steward Wang stood up, more than a dozen bones burst out from his body, his injuries recovered seven or eight, and the Xuan Qi in the dantian recovered eight layers.

"I'm just curious if you're dead! ”

"If you try again, the steward will never do anything. Steward Wang's eyes glared at the bald boy and said.

"You're stupid! Li Yang subconsciously took a step back.

"Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" asked Li Yang, who looked dazed.

"Continue to send you to the Thousand Valleys. Steward Wang took another step, but he was already five zhang away, and turned his head and glared at Li Yang, who was in a daze, "Don't hurry up!

"Oh! Li Yang turned around and caught up with Steward Wang, he will be a big man as a young master in the future, how could he be captured by a monk and be a little monk.

"What are you doing with your sword?" Li Yang, who looked at the king's steward, took a few steps back in a row, "You don't want to kill me, do you?" ”

Steward Wang, who held a sword in his hand, turned around and looked at a sunlit rock with a solemn expression.

"Amitabha, little bald head, come to the monk and me! He won't dare to kill you." A soft voice rang out

Stomp ...... Footsteps rang out.

A face with a smile three points brighter than the sun, and a big bald head that was more dazzling than the scorching sun appeared in Li Yang's sight.

Li Yang sat on the ground with a fart, dumbfounded, "The big bald head is chasing after him again,! ”