All this happened between the lightning and flint, and all this changed so fast that Xue Ling in the high place was almost stunned.

Originally, the victory of Shaolin Temple was decided, and King Kong was far better than Ning Tian's flower fist embroidered legs, but who would have thought that this world was changing too fast, and a Cheng bite Jin would be killed halfway, no, a Ning Huan would be killed halfway.

It was even said that Xue Ling didn't see clearly how Ning Huan easily cut off his relieved right arm like cutting tofu so far away, and then he was like a flying immortal outside the sky, fluttering like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and killing into the Vajra Demon Formation like no one, and restrained the empty cicada with one move.

Also, this is also the first time Xue Ling has seen Ning Huan, but this first appearance, Xue Ling feels that all the masters he has seen before seem to be nothing.

Although the empty cicada's throat was choked, Ning Huan did not directly twist the other party's neck, and even said that the force was not very strong, so that the empty cicada still had a chance to answer and talk to him.

After hearing Ning Huan's gloomy and brisk and old words, the empty cicada's wrinkled face looked at Ning Huan and sighed: "Master Ning, I finally entered the Demon Dao." ”

"Where is the devil in this world? The winner is king, and the loser is cole. Ning Huan said lightly: "If the Luo Sect spreads its teachings all over the world, then you are heresies and demons." ”

"The Buddha and the demon are only in one thought, the winner is the Buddha, and the loser is the devil."

Saying this, Ning Huan quietly lifted the empty cicada with one hand and let his feet hang in the air.

The surrounding monks saw that the empty cicada was controlled, and no one dared to come forward to rescue them, for fear that Ning Huan's fingers would move lightly, and the empty cicada would be killed on the spot.

Others may not dare, but Ning Huan will dare.

And Ning Tian, who had almost been ignored on the side, was overjoyed at this time, he covered his chest and got up, came to Ning Huan ten steps away, and looked at this completely strange young man in red, but he already believed that this was his master.

"The inferior apprentice Ning Tian, I have seen the master, the apprentice's martial arts are low, and he has embarrassed the master."

Although it is said that Ning Huan is a first-grade realm, and Ning Tian is also a first-grade realm, there is still a huge gap between two identical first-grade realms.

"You've done a great job." Ning Huan looked back at Ning Tian who was kneeling on the ground, and smiled quietly: "Get up, between our master and apprentice, there is no need to be polite." ”

Ning Tian was really overjoyed this time, his original sentence of master was really just a trick, he never thought that Ning Huanhui had really arrived in Los Angeles, and even said that he was watching from the sidelines.

But if it weren't for Ning Huan, Ning Tian himself would know that he had been imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple by abolishing martial arts, and spent a few dark prison lives.

"Amitabha." The empty cicada was held in the air by Ning Huan, and it was gradually difficult to breathe, but he hung there calmly like that, without struggling movements, and his eyes were still looking at Ning Huan's young and excessively young face.

"Rather donor, the sea of suffering is endless."

"What else would you do except chant the Buddha's horn and say two words of endless suffering?" Ning Huan smiled and looked at the empty cicada: "Your Buddhists claim that Buddhism can purify sentient beings, so I am also among sentient beings, why don't you come to purify me?" ”

"Buddha is destined for people." The empty cicada opened his mouth and said: "Lord Ning Shi has Su Hui, how can he not be fated by the dust, not that he is not over, but that the time has not come." ”

Ning Huan sighed: "Such a great monk, let me ask you." ”

"Do you want to die?"

"I really don't understand, what did the Shaolin Temple send you, the only empty character who doesn't know martial arts, to come down, do you really want to laugh me to death?"

"To be honest, if I really want to kill someone who doesn't know martial arts, although I have killed a lot, I still don't like it after all."

"After all, animals that don't struggle have no pleasure at all when they are killed."

"Let go of Uncle Shi!" Hearing the conversation between the two people, it gradually became dangerous, and the Shaolin monks who were originally throwing rat traps instantly became noisy, they had already tried to make a move before, but they were cut off an arm as soon as they were relieved, and the attacks of the rest of the people also had no effect on Ning Huan at all, so that Ning Huan could restrain the empty cicada with one move as if he had entered a no-man's land.

And now Ning Huan wants the empty cicada to beg him for mercy, although these monks know that the empty cicada will never bow to an evil demon like Ning Huan at this time, but if they don't beg for mercy, they will die, and they can't help but hope that the empty cicada can lower its head in their hearts.

For a while, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, so that they didn't know what to do.

And at this moment, a clear voice came from the crowd.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep version of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering."

Ning Huan turned around in some surprise, and saw a girl wearing a skirt and a ponytail coming out of the crowd, also passing through the Shaolin monks, and walking towards Ning Huan, who was holding an empty cicada in his hand.

"The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the reconsideration of the thought and practice is the same."

This girl's bright eyes and dark eyes came to Ning Huan and sang Amitabha.

"Put him down."

Ning Huan was already a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy at this time, but this girl looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, and she looked even more delicate and cute, Ning Huan looked at the other party carefully, and her expression changed slightly.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Dragon Boat Festival." The girl replied like this, and at the same time stretched out her right hand, in the shape of a flower, and pointed at Ning Huan.

And the surrounding Shaolin monks couldn't recognize it, and they exclaimed: "Flower fingers!" ”

Yes, the flower finger, everything that happened today almost subverted their cognition, this girl who looks so young, can recite Buddhist scriptures and shake everyone's minds, but she can use Shaolin's flower finger, what is this sacred.

Above the roof, Xue Ling was stunned.

This time I was really stunned: "Dragon Boat Festival!" How did she pass! ”

"She wanted to pass, and naturally she passed." Fang Bei's expression was a little solemn.

"Hurry up and save her!" Xue Ling was the one entrusted by Master Kongwu, and he was suddenly anxious at this time.

In order to avoid the ears and eyes of women's clothing, the Dragon Boat Festival paid such a big sacrifice, but now it bumped into Ning Huan, isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?

"It can't be saved." Fang Bei said lightly: "And, don't underestimate the Dragon Boat Festival." ”

"Don't underestimate the Dragon Boat Festival?" Xue Ling can always treat the Dragon Boat Festival as a junior sister, no, as a junior brother, she really didn't see anything extraordinary about the Dragon Boat Festival.

Even if it is really extraordinary, even Kongwu may not be able to beat Ning Huan, isn't it also a food delivery after the Dragon Boat Festival?

And seeing the flower finger, Ning Huan's expression finally moved: "Interesting." ”

Saying this, he still grabbed the neck of the empty cicada with his right hand and lifted the other party, and made a fingerprint with his left hand, and handed it out to the little hand of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Two fingers touched.

The Buddha plucked the flowers, and the leaves smiled.

Ning Huan was violently shaken by the Dragon Boat Festival in an instant, and took a few steps back, while the Dragon Boat Festival took advantage of the momentum to step forward, jumped up, and snatched the empty cicada from Ning Huan's hands.

Then turn around and put one hand together.

"Amitabha."