"It's you, the old monk!"

Fang Dingjian raised his eyebrows, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning, the Jade Rakshasa Organization sent killers against him, and the first time was the silver killer Silver Snake, the apprentice of the Blood Buddha.

At that time, he cultivated to only the four realms of Yuanwu, and if he hadn't forcibly urged the secret method, he was afraid that he would have died in the hands of the silver snake.

The second time, if it weren't for the son of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I am afraid that it would have been planted in the hands of the Blood Buddha.

In the previous life, as the supreme of heaven and earth, he naturally had the dignity of the supreme of heaven and earth.

Even if he has been struggling in the Water Blue Star, basically as long as he sees a powerful cultivator, he will have a kind of fear, but a mere Blood Buddha is only a half-step Jindan realm.

"Hmph, little bastard, last time Zi Shenxiao sheltered you and let him escape one, now, you are ready to die!"

After the Blood Buddha finished speaking, among the blood-colored Zen beads in his hand, a bloody red realm instantly swept overwhelmed, a realm of blood and killing.

In the realm, rivers of blood flowed, countless dry bones, and a disgusting aura permeated.

Accompanied by a burst of terrible screams, Fang Ding knew that this was the killing realm that belonged to the Blood Buddha.

"Humph! Old monk, I am not the same person I was yesterday today, with this means, you can't hurt me! ”

Fang Ding snorted coldly, and the yin and yang diagram appeared under his feet, instantly breaking through in the killing realm.

I only heard a click, like glass shattering, and the breath of blood and killing was instantly exploded by the yin and yang diagram.

Fang Ding sneered and said, "Today, I will slowly torture you to death to vent the anger in my heart!" ”

The Blood Buddha standing opposite Fang Ding watched his killing domain being broken, and the blood-colored Zen bead in his hand was actually eliminated by a few points.

However, the Blood Buddha did not appear to be panicked, but smiled strangely: "Fang Ding, I know that above the Nine Sects Competition, you have won the first place in the Nine Factions Competition, although your strength has indeed improved, but I am not here alone today." ”

After the Blood Buddha finished speaking, the blood-colored Zen bead in his hand emitted a red glow, and immediately, Fang Ding felt that another strong aura suddenly appeared silently from outside the balcony.

"Hehe, I said you, an old monk, let me come, I thought it was some kind of hard character, but I didn't expect it to be a stinky boy who has not dried up."

His voice was hoarse, and then an emaciated man appeared, with a yellow complexion and a thick black color above his eyes, apparently an overindulgent monk.

The most impressive thing is his hooked nose.

Monks who knew him well knew that this man was called "Satyr!" ”

and the Blood Buddha, there is another "Dream Demon", and the three of them are equally famous.

"Hehe, old ghost, this is not a stinky boy who has not dried up, he is the son of Murong Jiantian!" The Blood Buddha said with a displeased face, originally, he didn't want to let the Demon make a move, but just now, Fang Ding directly cracked his Blood Demon Realm, and he felt a kind of pressure.

"Hehe, what about Murong Jiantian, he was famous several times, in the past twenty years, the Murong family has never stopped chasing him, and he has broken away from the Tianzhou Murong family, what is he Murong Jiantian!" The demon said disdainfully, and as he spoke, a blood-colored dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the phantoms of dozens of daggers attacked and killed directly towards Fang Ding.

"Humph!"

Fang Ding snorted coldly, and the thunder arcs surrounded his body, and just when the dagger phantom was still a foot away from Fang Ding, the cyan thunder light directly blasted the dagger phantom into pieces.

"Bang!"

The dagger phantom exploded, sending out a terrifying coercion, and the sofa was directly blown to pieces.

"Hmph, the venue here is too small, let's go outside to fight!" Fang Ding watched the sofa being blown to pieces, he didn't want to alarm the ordinary residents in this building, if he alarmed other people, there would be a lot of trouble.

After speaking, Fang Ding's figure moved instantly.

The Blood Buddha and the Demon looked at each other, and the two followed closely behind, and soon, the three of them came to a river.

Here, there are few people, and it is noon, basically everyone is taking a nap, even if the sound of battle is difficult to affect others.

"Boy, is this the cemetery you picked for yourself?" The Satyr scoffed.

In his eyes, Fang Ding was already the prey he was slaughtering, and now he had changed places, but he was not picking a cemetery.

The Blood Buddha also sneered, he was afraid that the battle between the two sides would be too big and cause some trouble, but now that Fang Ding himself took them to a secluded place, then he didn't have to suppress his strength anymore.

"In the eyes of the philistine, it is never possible to see who is the prey and who is the hunter!" Fang Ding sneered, with his current strength, it would not be too difficult to deal with the two Blood Buddhas opposite.

"Two monks who are only half-step Jindan realms dare to speak out so loudly, and today they are just doing the right thing for the heavens and sending the two of you into the Yellow Spring together!"

Fang Ding's voice was cold, and the cyan power of thunder and lightning surrounded his body, sneering.

The yin and yang diagram appeared at his feet, and a dead branch appeared in his hand, and he was ready to use the Tai Chi sword!

And on the surface of his body, there was also a layer of pale aura, enveloping his blood. It is the dragon balls in the body that work.

"Drink!"

Fang Ding burst into a shout, and in his eyes, the essence light burst out.

Tai Chi swordsmanship, dragonflies and water, the withered branch in Fang Ding's hand instantly turned into a sharp sword, and stabbed towards the two Blood Buddhas.

Dragonfly points to water, this trick Fang Ding still learned from the neighbor's ancient grandfather, in order to understand the mystery of Tai Chi swordsmanship, Fang Ding practiced more than 10,000 times.

At this moment, with the blessing of the Grandmaster's cultivation, a sword stabbed out, directly bringing a sonic boom, and the surrounding space seemed to be strangely distorted.

"Bang!"

A sword stabbed out, directly on the tip of the sword, detonating the two breaths of yin and yang, and in an instant, the blood Buddha and the demon flew out upside down, and a little red light was pierced in front of them.

"Poof!"

The two Blood Buddhas were pushed out dozens of steps, and the two of them directly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Wudang's Tai Chi Sword Technique?" The color demon's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was yellow, and he stared at the sword that Fang Ding stabbed, and said in surprise.

The Blood Buddha was also slightly surprised, it was just a yin and yang diagram before, as a means of defense, he didn't expect that Fang Ding would actually know Wudang's Taiji Sword, and the artistic conception in Fang Ding's Taiji Sword did not fall behind at all, just like a senior Wudang elder made a move.

Fang Ding looked at the power of his sword and nodded with satisfaction, but said in his heart: "Anyway, my Tai Chi swordsmanship was also learned from Zhang Sanfeng. It is very likely that Zhang Sanfeng is also the same as the black-robed young man of the Daomen, who can soar to the water blue star, such a strong person, if he wants to crush the two in front of him, it is simply easy! Even if you learn a little bit and want to deal with you two half-step Jindan monks, it is more than enough! ”

"Hmph, boy, don't think that if you learn Wudang's Tai Chi Sword, you can survive if you hurt us when we underestimate the enemy!" The color demon snorted coldly, and a gray true yuan appeared at the place of his sword, wrapping the wound, and soon the wound was pressed down.

"Don't be in the ink, take out all our strength, and directly solve this stinky boy in front of you!" The Blood Buddha shouted angrily.

"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me!" The demon said in a hoarse voice.

After speaking, the blood Buddha and the demon were all breathed up, and with the two of them as the center, a strong bloody aura was emanated.

"Fang Ding, prepare to be called a puppet by me!" The Blood Buddha laughed and said, the robe behind him fluttered, and among the blood-colored Zen beads in his hand, one after another powerful ghosts floated out of it, and in an instant, ten thousand ghosts in the heavens and the earth hissed, seeping people with cold, even if it was noon at the moment, Fang Ding was unconsciously behind him A chill rose.

And the color demon next to the blood Buddha also erupted with the true yuan around his body, and took out a white porcelain bottle, the porcelain bottle contained a bottle of blood, his eyes were gloomy, and he directly poured the blood on the previous blood-colored dagger, and in an instant, the blood-colored dagger absorbed the blood, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated.

The demon sneered: "Boy, my sick blood-drinking sword, after drinking the blood of the Jindan realm powerhouse just now, is enough to kill a Jindan monk in one blow, I can't wait to see this dagger of yours cut through your throat, my favorite is the desperate gaze of the prey!" ”

After speaking, the ghosts came out together, and after the ghosts, the phantoms of the daggers, like ghostly poisonous snakes, were ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

Fang Ding's eyes narrowed slightly, and in his gaze, he couldn't help but turn upright.

"I have to say that your struggle before death is indeed very hard!"

Fang Ding snorted coldly, and at the same time, on the withered branch in his hand, the yin and yang qi in his body was surrounded, and the Tai Chi sword technique, the dragonfly pointed out again.

Fang Ding sneered, the dragon ball in his body was running wildly, this time, he was ready to kill with one blow.

"Boom!"

The dead branch in Fang Ding's hand directly collided with the power emitted by the two Blood Buddhas.

The two forces collided, and the terrifying aftermath directly blew up the dirt around the creek.

The river next to it, directly under the aftermath of these two forces, also directly stirred up more than ten meters.

After the smoke and dust, Fang Ding and the Blood Buddha were facing backs.

The eyes of the Blood Buddha and the Demon were extremely wide, and there was a thick and incredible color in their eyes.

"How could it be ......"

The Blood Buddha and the Demon muttered, but before the words were finished, in the hands of the Blood Buddha, the blood-colored Zen bead fell directly to the ground, and with a click, the body fell to the ground, and the blood filled the robe, and the life was whimpering.

The same is true of the color demon, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and in the thick of incredulity, he fell to the ground.

Fang Ding looked at the corpses of the two and directly played a flame trick to directly incinerate the bodies of the two.

The foot sank and the potholes on the ground were filled in again.

Fang Ding threw down the dead branch in his hand, his figure flashed, and disappeared directly.