Ashes! The shock in Xuan Jing's heart is beyond measure! The power of the stars, there is such a might, indestructible bronze armored corpse, but it was shot by Xi's light arrow, and it turned into ashes in an instant!

Another gust of wind blew, and the bronze armored corpse was completely blown away, leaving only a robe to fall to the ground, which made everyone feel that this bronze armored corpse once existed!

Xi's hand did not stop, drawing the bow, breaking the string, and the arrow came out, there was no stagnation and hesitation, just arrow after arrow flew out, each bronze armored corpse had the same fate, they stood in the hall like a sculpture, waiting for their fate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no hidden weapon or feather arrow that cannot be avoided in the world, and even a master at the grandmaster level can even dodge the firecracker, but only fate is something that everyone can't dodge, Xuan Jing finally knew why Xi's void bow never fell short, because the feather arrow sent out by Xi has surpassed the existence of the laws of this world, just like the goddess of fate announcing the fate of the world above the nine heavens, you can only accept it, and you can't resist!

Monk Hongyi's face was full of fear, is this still human? He turned around and tried to escape, but Xi ignored him, still slowly finishing with the bronze corpses one by one.

Hongyi's footsteps were very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had fled to the back door of the main hall, and now there was no sun outside, as long as he could break out of this door, there were several other large formations of the Seven Absolute Formations behind him, at least he could stop these people for a while.

Now that they can escape, as for the future, what does their grievance with Sun Qingfang have to do with themselves, Hongyi will never want to face that god-like figure.

Xi glanced at Hongichi and pulled out the longbow in his hand, Hongyi's footsteps were a little sluggish, as if there was an invisible rope that bound Hongyi.

The longbow continued to pull away, gradually like a full moon, and the invisible rope on Hongyi's body seemed to be tied more tightly, although Hongyi was still struggling and twisting, but he was never able to break out of the back door of the main hall!

Break the strings, shoot out! This light arrow is much brighter than the light arrow that was shot at the bronze armored corpse before, although Hongyi is just a living dead now, but after all, he has cultivated the "Yi Jin Sutra", and his body is far stronger than those bronze armored corpses.

Hongyi is still struggling, although his struggle is much stronger than the bronze armor corpse, but in the end, he still can't break through the power of the stars of Xi, just like no one can escape their own fate! Finally, the light arrow sank into Hongyi's body, and everything stopped!

When the light arrow was shot into Hongyi's body, everything in the hall was still, and the light arrow condensed by the Vermilion Bird Star represented an irresistible fate, whether it was Hongyi or the bronze armor corpse, in fact, when Xi stretched out his hand to draw the bow, they were already doomed to destruction by fate, and the rest was just to complete the process!

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"Yu-senpai, are you alright?" Xuan Jing asked in a low voice on the side, he saw that Xi had just urged the Vermilion Bird Formation to forcibly kill the bronze armored corpse in the main hall, and now he seemed to be a little tired on his face, so he asked.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm old, and I feel a little tired when I move!" Xi said casually.

At this time, the stars in the sky have dispersed, revealing the original sky, the sun has almost set on the mountain, and the sunset shines on the main hall of the Lucun Great Array like blood, but the hall is empty, all the bronze armored corpses and Hongyi monks have been turned into ashes under the arrows of the stars in the evening, and the scattered on the ground are just some clothes they wore before their deaths.

The shock in Xuan Jing's heart has not completely subsided, today he finally saw the upper limit of the top master, in front of this kind of master, no matter how clever your strategy and scheming are, what is the use? Xuan Jing felt that his previous path was a little off, and no matter when, his own strength should always be put first.

In the past half a year, Xuan Jing felt that he had more time to use his brain to calculate people, but he had less time to calm down and practice, and he felt that sometimes the problems that could be solved with his brain could not be used to move the knife, but now, Xuan Jing suddenly understood that the brain is long for everyone, but whose knife is hard is the key to the final real decision!

At this time, Xi walked into the main hall alone, she walked directly to the pile of clothes left by Hongyi just now, and flipped the bow of the longbow in her hand slightly, and after a while, she seemed to find something, Xi retreated again, walked to Xuanjing's side and said:

"Xiao Xuanjing, your luck is really good, "Yijin Jing" is really on this monk's body!"

Xi held an ancient book in his hand, casually opened a few pages, Xuan Jing poked his head over, and saw that it was a handwritten ancient book, and he didn't know how long it had been transmitted, the paper had all turned yellow, and it was covered with various human body drawings, as well as a tall and handsome small marginal note, and some Sanskrit, but Xuan Jing couldn't recognize any of them.

"Senior Xi, this book, let's return it to Shaolin Temple, after all, it's someone else's thing?" Xuan Jing said softly.

In his heart, things that don't belong to him, no matter how good they are, they can't be asked for casually, not to mention this kind of martial arts cheats, Xuanjing is not lacking, whether it is Liu Xiang's heart-burning recipe, or Shenjun's various secret art manuscripts, as well as his father Xuanbu's "Imperial Sword Technique" and "True Words" passed on to him, these are all unique skills that can shock the sea.

But now that I am still young, I am most afraid of being greedy and chewing too much, which is the supreme secret method of this "Yijin Sutra", but it is of little use to myself.

Xibai glanced at Xuanjing and said: "You kid, you really don't know the goods, this thing belongs to Shaolin Temple, so it naturally has to be returned to others, but before returning it, let's see what's important, you see that this "Yijin Sutra" is not written to prohibit outsiders from reading it, right?" ”

Xuan Jing was stunned for a moment, although Xi's words didn't make sense, but he had nothing to refute.

Xi ignored Xuanjing, and took out another thing from his hand, but it was a magic weapon, looking at the style of a demon-descending pestle, only the length of a palm, and one hand just held it, but this demon-descending pestle was a little special.

Generally, the monks and lamas in the temple use the pestle to subdue the demons, most of them are the magic instruments used during the rituals, either brass or gold, and the shiny ones are very eye-catching, but the pestle in front of them is black and swarthy and inconspicuous at all.

"Senior Xi, what is this, is it also on that monk?" Xuan Jing asked casually.

"I said that you kid is lucky, not just to get the "Yijin Sutra", do you know the origin of this thing?" Xi looked at Xuan Jing and asked.

"Isn't this just a demon pestle? What's so unusual? Xuan Jing was a little puzzled, he didn't know much about Buddhism, and thought that as long as he was a monk, it was normal to have some of this kind of magic weapon on his body.

"Hehe, when did you see the monk from the Central Plains bring this thing?"

"This?" Xuan Jing thought about it and felt that what Xi said was polite, although the demon pestle was a Buddhist magic weapon, but the monks of Middle Earth rarely seemed to wear it, and I don't know what the reason was. (To be continued.) )