Lao Dao saw Yang Fan pushing Luo Yifei away, and sneered: "It seems that you are also very confident in yourself." If you really think you are a disciple of the divination operator, you are invincible? ”

"You talk a lot?" Yang Fan didn't carry the black box with him, and pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist.

Lao Dao didn't mean to do anything, and said slowly: "Don't worry, let's talk for a while." At the beginning, my junior brother of Changkong was set up by the three masters of Wannian Temple and fell. This time, thanks to the gifts of some people, letting you and that little monk die at the hands of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, it can be regarded as a retribution. ”

The big Buddha on the side of the pine forest opens and closes, and around the big Buddha, a green blade, and a big tripod entangles the big Buddha. Qingfeng slashed at the golden body of the Big Buddha, and the Big Buddha folded his hands, grabbed Qingfeng, and hit it to the side.

"Take a look, this little monk of Shimen is going to fall today, and when the time comes, Wannian Temple should really close the mountain gate."

The moon shadow swayed, and the golden body of the Great Buddha became a little dim.

Boom!

The golden body of the big Buddha broke free from the three phantoms, and the besieged bamboo was covered in blood and flew to the swastika on the Buddha's chest. A bamboo pan sat down, but the Buddha stood up. The wrath of the horseman, the blood spattered three feet; The wrath of the Son of Heaven ambushes millions of corpses; The anger of the Buddha is not high in the sky, the land is not wide, the mountains are not towering, and the sea is not strong.

The Buddha's face was originally blurred, but suddenly it became clear, and my Buddha was compassionate. It's not just the Buddha's compassion, I'm the Buddha and I'm compassionate. I am kind, step into the lotus, moving the heavens and the earth; I am sad, the heavens and the earth are weeping together, and the sun and the moon have no light.

A bamboo sits in the center of the golden body, and the Buddha and I are one.

Qingfeng frowned, and said, "To avoid more trouble, it is better to solve it quickly." "Qingfeng suddenly turned more than ten feet. Pointing to the sky. The old Taoist priest's hair bun had already been shaken off by a bamboo and a palm, and his hair was scattered at this moment. His hands were spread out, and his eyes were angry. Above the Big Buddha. Huang Shen Dading slipped and turned, pouring in.

Yizhu raised his eyebrows, and the felt hat was like a black belt, tied to his head, and the top of the hat had been shaved off. The Buddha held his hands on the tripod, and the swastika print on his chest flew out, incarnating into tens of millions, surrounding the Buddha statue. Qingfeng's old right foot is empty, and his body leans backwards. Triggering the Qingfeng Giant Sword to slowly fall. In an instant, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be cut in half.

Squeak!

The big Buddha was hit hard, Yizhu's face was pale, and he glanced at Yang Fan in the distance, as if he was smiling: "The little monk can't eat roast chicken." ”

Bang!

Finally, under the strong onslaught of Qing Feng and Huang Ding, the golden body of the Big Buddha was shattered. A bamboo is like a broken paper kite falling downward.

"Ox-nosed old way, dare to move a bamboo, the old monk called you Longhu Mountain to bleed for three months!" When the Big Buddha is about to die. A white-clothed man flew from the west, like a reed crossing the river in the air, and flew quickly, blocking the Qingfeng who wanted to kill a bamboo. One foot pressed on top of Huang Shen Dading.

"Longhu Mountain, such a big stroke, dare to be so rampant."

Dading broke free from the white-clothed monk. flew into the hand of the yellow-robed old man, and looked at the white-clothed monk with some vigilance. said: "Wannian Temple still dares to come over, it's okay." You can also explain it here today! "Seng Yizhu was caught between the two masters and was seriously injured a long time ago. Originally, he could have escaped by himself, but once he ran by himself, Yang Fan and Luo Yifei would only have one dead word.

"Oh? Longhu Mountain is so big! Under the moonlit night, the black robe was like a vampire bat, and his hoarse voice was more like a beautiful sound from under the Nine Shadows.

Qingfeng suspended in the air, and Huang Ding retracted it, as if he couldn't figure out the details of the comer.

"Who is Your Excellency? Don't stop the old way and kill the remnants of Buddhism. The yellow-robed old man asked tentatively.

"The man who killed you!"

The cold wind was bleak, and the old Taoist hair fluttered up, and he looked up at the old Taoist temple on the Hangu Closed with some solemnity. Taichu Palace, no longer what it used to be, is it a Taoist priest who came down from the mountain? "It turned out to be the remnants of the original, and it seems that it was not cleaned enough." Qingfeng is a fierce veteran.

Qingfeng Lao Dao suddenly took out his sword and shouted: "Ziyang, kill that kid, come and kill the remnants with us." ”

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out. The old man's expression changed uncertainly, and a blue flag suddenly rose,

Ziyang Zhenren's face was cloudy.

"Well, since they've come to urge their lives, I can't keep you." With a wave of the purple sun sleeve robe, a purple light galloped in. The rolling coercion directly made Yang Fan a little overwhelmed.

Roar!

Yang Fan's embroidered spring knife danced wildly in the air, scattering the fierce purple qi one after another. Still, a few blades cut through his body. The innate realm is really not something he can match.

"Be careful!" Luo Yifei came out of nowhere, and took several blades with both hands. His strength is not as good as Yang Fan now, he is only the strength of the acquired realm, and he is not the opponent of the old Taoist at all, and he was almost blocked in just two moves.

Yang Fan took his left palm, flipped his wrist, grabbed Luo Yifei, and said angrily: "Don't you think it's enough to die once?" Without waiting for Luo Yifei to react, he was directly pushed aside by Yang Fan.

Ziyang smiled: "Heh, there are still such loyal dogs." ”

"You seem to be the one who makes the dog, right? I don't know if you still have the ability to kneel and lick, old dog! ”

Ziyang's face sank, and he said fiercely: "Shaft! You can die. "The powerhouse of the Innate Realm naturally disdains to go to great lengths to make a move on a junior of the Innate Realm. The spirit rune was played, and Ziyang Lao Dao looked at An Zimu indifferently, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Laugh at!

The spirit rune hit the boulder and was directly blown to pieces. Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, feeling a hint of surprise, why this kid's body was so fast, he could avoid his spirit rune.

The embroidered spring knife directly attacked Ziyang Lao Dao's abdomen. Yang Fan's pupils ignited, and the three Dharma Figures behind him broke out, and he knew that if he fought with this old way, he would undoubtedly lose, and he would definitely lose in one move, so it was better to take it by surprise.

"Carving insect subtotal." Lao Dao pinched his fingers and recited silently, and the spell came from his hand, although he was secretly surprised by the bluffing laws behind Yang Fan, but the spell in his hand did not stop.

"Go."

The blade of the embroidered spring knife was faintly coated with a layer of bright light, and it roared, sticking to the abdomen of the old way. The spell came and pressed against the blade. Yang Fan suddenly felt the coercion.

Lao Dao snorted coldly: "I thought there were any hole cards, if you have this ability, you can die!" Ziyang, a purple mang, flew directly towards Yang Fan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Through the bright light, Lao Dao saw Yang Fan's face clearly, those pair of pupil flames were indeed terrifying, and they were terrifying, and Lao Dao murmured: "No people, no ghosts, where did you come from, forget it, you are dying anyway, what kind of competition do you have with the dead." ”

The Embroidered Spring Knife became sharp, and in an instant, the three Dharma Phases behind Yang Fan seemed to have been summoned and were sucked into the blade.

For a while, the embroidered spring knife turned into a light blade, which grabbed people's hearts, and even the old Taoist felt a trace of jealousy. (To be continued......)