Seng Yizhu frowned, and he could see that this mist was probably the support of this big array. The bell rang three times in the door. A dragon and tiger spear floated in. The old man in the robe pointed at Mitsui and came through the air. A loud shout, like a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning. The shadow of the spear blazed and swept away into the mist.

The vast mountain fog directly obscured everyone's sight. But as long as the eyes of the four red-clothed viewers were not broken, it would be impossible for the young monk to run away. The string of Buddhist beads in Seng Yizhu's hand was put into his arms, vigilant that there was a possible sneak attack around him.

"Fall!"

The old man with the gun snorted coldly, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed suddenly in the formation, and the mountain mist turned into a whirlpool in front of the young monk like a whirlpool. Seng Yizhu clasped his hands together, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned around.

When the spear arrived, the head of the spear flashed golden, but it was caught by him with both hands.

"Drink!"

The phantom of the dragon and tiger spear was shocked, and it was domineering again. The old man with the gun twisted and shook the barrel of the gun, and the hand holding the end of the gun was pressed down, trying to pick out the head of the gun from the young monk's hand. It's a pity that the head of the spear that was sandwiched in the palm of the young monk's hand did not move at all. The old man with the gun had a somewhat ugly face, he didn't expect this little monk to be so strong.

In the center of the fog spiral behind him, a sword poked out and stabbed straight into Yizhu's back. Monk Yizhu's heart was cold, the horse stepped sideways, and the dragon and tiger spear in his hand was directly pulled out by him, and he shouted in a low voice: "Buddha pulls out demons!" ”

Immediately, the old man with the gun felt a huge force coming from the barrel of the gun, as if he was going to drag his entire body over. No matter how hard he tried on his feet, it didn't help. There were two deep marks on the stone slab.

Tyre!

The young monk let out a low shout, and the dragon and tiger spear slammed directly into the long sword that was already stabbing him in the back. The wind and clouds changed, and the red robe of the Lord of the Xuantan Hall was revealed in the mist, as well as the astonishment on his face. He hurriedly put away his sword, and suddenly saw that the sharp spear was stabbing at him, shouted that it was not good, and hurriedly took out his sword to meet him.

Because it was too sudden, the old man with the spear who was obscured by the young monk did not see the long sword behind the cyclone, and now he had retracted. I'm afraid it's too late, the spear was blocked by the sword, slipped from one side, and stabbed into the shoulder of the red-robed viewer.

"Ahh

If this time. If Seng Yizhu is ruthless, it is okay to directly shoot the old man with a spear. Because the back of the old Taoist priest was completely exposed in front of his eyes. But he didn't, but stood quietly there.

"Uncle Shi, kill this bald donkey for me!" The Guan Lord, who was stabbed in the shoulder, had already been sadly injured twice by himself and his own people, but he directly attributed these injuries to Seng Yizhu. The old man with the spear raised his eyebrows. Said: "Jiang Feng, retreat!" I'm here to fight. He realized that on his own, it seemed that he couldn't help this young monk with an extraordinary background, and directly merged into the big array, ready to use the formation to fight hard with this little monk.

The formation is divided into attack and defense, and the position of the red-clothed Guan main station named Jiang Feng just now is the attack eye of this dragon and tiger array. The old man originally thought that he was going to use this big array to trap the young monk, and he could kill it by himself, but the result was ...... As soon as the old man entered the formation, the offensive ability of this large array was much more powerful.

"Amitabha. Dao Chief, the little monk didn't come to borrow the coffin, if he was really so obsessed, Hugh blamed the little monk for being polite. ”

"It's you who are obsessed, and the hanging coffin is a secret of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, how can others covet it? Look at the moves! The big array surged, and he killed the monk with a bamboo.

"The coffin must be borrowed, since this is the case, then the little monk is welcome!" Monk Yizhu snorted coldly, and his hands shook the waves. A whirlwind rose from under his feet, and the whole gust of wind and clouds changed. The azure monk's robe agitated in the center of the formation, and the young monk's tongue was like a bright flower, and he muttered words.

The great array suddenly shook. The old man with the gun shouted angrily, and the robe on his body was torn, revealing his vigorous upper body. The dragon and tiger spear in his hand burst out with dazzling light.

"Lethe River Three Ways!" He knew that if he allowed the little monk to build momentum, the face of Longhu Mountain would be lost, and he must use thunderous means to subdue this guy as soon as possible. The phantom of the dragon and tiger spear sprouted, and a coercion came to the face. Standing in the formation, Seng Yizhu finally felt the power of this big array. I had to make a move.

The gun, where is the most advantageous, is naturally the gun head. But the sharpest places are often also the most vulnerable. The spearhead is the eye of this large array, and it is also the weak point.

The young monk's eyes froze, his body was like a Mount Tai, unmoved, and the mobilized mountain momentum fell directly towards the weakness pointed by the spear. The Dragon Tiger Spear burst out with several rays of blood light, centered on the gun's eye, and began to spread. A repulsive force directly dispersed the mountain fog and stabbed straight towards Seng Yizhu.

The monk and the bamboo monk's robe agitated, his eyes opened, like an angry King Kong, and shouted angrily: "Danshan, kill!" In an instant, the young monk turned from defense to offense. Originally, the formation that was as steady as Mount Tai resisted the attack of the entire large array, and in an instant, like the beginning of a rainstorm, it was quickly gathered together, turning into a sharp edge, like an overturned green mountain, pressing towards the head of the dragon and tiger gun.

"Break the formation!" The young monk snorted coldly, Danshan, how domineering, how can he only attack but not defend. The mountain mist was turned into his own use by the monk Yizhu, condensed into a huge demon vajra, and stabbed directly at the mountain mist giant spear.

"Roar!"

The dragon and tiger spear erupted with a huge roar, and the roar of the tiger and the dragon roared and the dragon roared and the dragon and tiger array were shocked! The little Taoist priest of the Dharma Gong Bureau, who presided over the mountain fog of the talisman, was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the talisman, and sat on the ground and shivered. The fog gradually dissipated, at this time, there was no need to hide the big array in the mountain fog, if there was no accident, this young monk, this shot, can knock it down.

The young monk's momentum soared, and the mountain fog that had already dispersed came back in an instant at this moment. In the vast sea of clouds, the young monk was like a cloud driving the fog, in a sea of clouds.

The mountains can be done, and the sea is covered with clouds!

"Fall!"

"Broken!"

The vajra and the dragon and tiger spear collided together, and a whirlwind swept away, and the large array was directly dispersed by the overturned sea of clouds. Dozens of Taoist priests fell to the ground. The two finally had a head-to-head encounter! However, the momentum of the dragon and tiger spear was even stronger, and it directly scattered the vajra.

The old man standing in front of the Yimen was shirtless, revealing a sneer, "Hopeless struggle, you are still too young!" "The old man with the spear has to admit that this young monk, if he is placed in the younger generation, is already good enough, and even the best of the best. But with the blessing of the Dragon and Tiger Array, it is a fool's dream to break the Dragon and Tiger Spear.

The young monk was not shocked, folded his hands, and said coldly: "My generation bears the mountain, the general trend has been achieved!" He walked slowly towards the old spearman. The array had broken, but the spears remained. The young monk walked over calmly. (To be continued.) )