"The old monk wants to challenge the undefeated donor of the East!"

Unexpectedly, the sword idiot monk did not challenge Lin Yizhi, who was ranked first, nor did he challenge Zhu Wuzhi, who was ranked second, and it was not the ancient three links that were one place higher than him.

"Master, please!"

Lin Yizhi returned to his position, and Dongfang Undefeated turned into a red shadow and suddenly appeared in the field.

The sword idiot monk didn't bring any weapons, and his whole body was covered with a tattered robe and two strings of Buddhist beads, one large and one small.

A baby's fist-sized bead hangs on the chest, and in the palm of the hand is a small bead the size of a fingertip.

He walked with a smile, although his whole body was unkempt, his hair was messy, and he didn't look like a monk at all, but he was more Buddha than the bald donkeys at the bottom of the mountain.

Lin Yizhi and Zhu ignored both sensed the pressure, their faces were solemn one after another, the sword idiot monk was like a sharp sword, when he walked over, the sword light was overwhelming, dazzling, and his whole body seemed to be flawed, but there seemed to be no flaw at all.

He is a sword in himself, he is a sword, he is a sword idiot.......

"Brush!"

Dongfang was undefeated, a big red robe, and silver needles flying in the sky shot out, sealing any way forward for the sword idiot monk.

"Zheng!"

It was as if the sound of drawing a sword sounded, and in front of and behind the sword idiot monk, an incomparably thick true qi shield suddenly appeared.

"Dongfang lost!"

Lin Yizhi sighed!

The silver needle is extreme, but it is inlaid on it, and it is not allowed to advance for half a point, and the sword idiot monk has not used the sword, and the East has already lost if he is undefeated.

"Three-foot air wall!"

This is the ability of those who have practiced internal strength to a high level, this three-foot qi wall can't be compared to Cao Zhengchun's Tiangang Tongzigong, Tiangang Tongzigong just raises an eggshell-like defensive shield outside the body, but this three-foot qi wall, as the name suggests, is three feet thick, and three feet outside the sword idiot monk, but it is shrouded under his qi wall.

Dongfang Undefeated obviously also noticed it, but she was not willing to be defeated, and the figure came in charge, and her palm drew a semicircle, and a palm was imprinted on the three-foot qi wall of the sword idiot monk.

With her palm, the faces of everyone in Wudang changed slightly, because what Dongfang was undefeated used was Wudang's Taijiquan Sutra.

Chong Xuan was the old god, and his face was as usual, as if the things that the Sun and Moon God had stolen from Wudang Mountain had nothing to do with him at all.

"Boom!"

This palm, like a mud cow into the sea, silently, all the competition died, the sword idiot monk was shocked, and the undefeated competition in the east also flew back, fortunately, she used Wudang's Taijiquan, not much force, the emphasis is to borrow strength, although it was bounced away by the three-foot air wall, but it was not injured at all.

"Zheng!"

Dongfang's undefeated body has not yet stood firm, only to hear the wind whistling, another silver needle pierced out of her hand, she has learned to be obedient, she knows how much is not as good as fine, the three-foot qi wall is like a ball, more useless, the most important thing is still fine.

This needle is definitely used by Dongfang's undefeated full strength, the silver needle exudes a terrible high temperature, spinning and flying, only to hear a poof, the silver needle came quickly, and it disappeared into the wall of air.

"Squeak squeak~"

Just like the hot water scorching at high temperatures, under the full force of the Oriental Undefeated Sunflower Treasure Book, every move and every style, there is a terrifying high temperature, this is the natural breath of the Sunflower Treasure Book, the silver needle she sent out is even worse, the high temperature with the rotation force, bit by bit, slowly corroded the gas wall, in the eyes of everyone, a needle pierced the robe in front of the sword idiot monk.

"Poof!"

Just like the sound of bubbles bursting, the three-foot qi wall in front of the sword idiot monk broke in response, and the wind and thunder rose on the ground, and within three feet of him, flowers, trees, sand, mud and stones were all thrown away.

The destructive power of the horror is staggering.

"Haha!"

The sword idiot monk reached out and took off the silver needle from his chest, and the sharp-eyed person could still see a trace of blood on the top of the silver needle.

Dongfang's undefeated all-out shot is obviously not just as simple as breaking through his three-foot qi wall.

For his injury, the sword idiot monk didn't care at all, just smiled, threw the silver needle on the ground casually, and pointed it into a sword, pointing directly towards the undefeated point in the east. A hazy sword-wielding figure appeared behind him.

When the figure holding the sword appeared, the Huashan Mountain was suddenly filled with a terrifying sharp aura, and between the breeze, it seemed that thousands of sword marks appeared silently, and the faces of the people who were directly scraped were painful.

People in the rivers and lakes have an illusion that the edge is in their throats.

"What is this?"

Lin Yi thought in his heart, such a state that violates common sense should not have appeared in the martial arts world, who is this sword idiot monk?

"This ...... What is it? It's scary! ”

The people in the rivers and lakes couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the phantom of the sword.

Zhu Wuzhi is also frowning!

"Isn't that ...... Sword intent? ”

"I'm afraid, eight or nine are not far from ten."

Lin Yizhi nodded, "meaning" is a very virtual existence, the sword has sword intent, the force has sword intent, the gun has gun intent, the stick has stick intent, and so on.

Artistic conception! It is the artistic conception that comes out after cultivating a certain martial art to an extremely deep level. Lin Yizhi has it, but without this horror, the sword intent of the sword idiot monk has been able to manifest, and he has such strength, no wonder he was disdainful of Rama's body at the beginning.

"No. 1 in the world?"

"Who the flowers will fall on, it's really up for debate!"

"Bang!"

Dongfang Undefeated has been defeated, his body is thrown back, still in the air, blood has already spurted wildly, and bursts of blood mist have risen in the sky.

Lin Yizhi's figure flashed, and he had already hugged her weak body.

"Flutter!"

Dongfang was undefeated and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about it, he only looked fixedly at the sword idiot monk.

"Are you ......?"

"Master?"

"Master?" Although Dongfang's undefeated voice was low, Lin Yizhi heard it clearly, Lin Yizhi was shocked, this is the laughing and proud world of the demon reform, in this world, Dongfang's undefeated teacher is Dugu seeking defeat.

Is the sword idiot a lonely man seeking defeat?

Sword idiot, sword idiot, fool is devil, devil is fool!

Sword Idiot Equals Sword Demon!

Lin Yi's heart suddenly thought that the sword demon was invincible in the world, but he couldn't get it if he was defeated, but in the world of laughter, he was robbed of the position of the sect leader by the imbecile who let me go, how could this be possible? The only possibility is that he will escape with death and pursue the road of freedom.

The sword idiot monk chuckled and nodded, which even admitted that he was the sword demon Dugu seeking defeat!

"Master......" Dongfang undefeated tears and smoke condensed, flew and pounced, and threw himself into the arms of the sword idiot monk, completely without her Dongfang undefeated momentum, only the little daughter gestured and cried:

"Master, where have you been all these years? I miss you so much! ”

"Idiot, idiot!" The sword idiot monk flicked his back and chuckled in a low voice!

Everyone was at a loss.

After a long while, the undefeated East returned to normal.

The sword idiot monk smiled: "I don't know, old monk, I may have won the first place in the world?" ”

Lin Yizhi, Zhu ignored, and Gu Santong looked at each other!

Indeed, with such strength, even if Lin Yizhi tries his best, he can't be his opponent, if he wants to beat him, there is only one possibility, and that is ...... System!

"Haha!"

"Since I'm the best in the world! Then this longevity formula, the old monk has a sneak peek! ”

The sword idiot monk's figure flashed, and the immortal secret that was shot into the boulder by Lin Yizhi before had already been held in his hand.

This is fake, Lin Yizhi knows it.

But sometimes, for some people, the fake is more precious than the real.

The sword idiot monk once instructed Lin Yizhi to break through the third realm, and now, it should be the time for Lin Yizhi to return him to this cause and effect!

There are only eight words on the recipe for longevity!

It's not that you want to practice this skill and wield a knife from the palace, but

…… The extreme of martial arts shatters the void.

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