Look.

Bullied people and children hard, and now they will be punished!

The Forgiveness Dao came from a different space that had been lost for a long time, and it had covered the foothold of the two of them in an instant, and the thick demonic qi naturally suppressed the righteous path body. Du Fanglin deeply felt that he was being bullied!

Wait, calm down.

Your wolf is not dead.

Your "wolf smoke"...... The wolf smoke has been hanging for several chapters, and it was broken by the sword of the shower, and it was destroyed by its heaven-casting palm, and I am afraid that it has been made into chopsticks suitable for eating spicy crayfish.

Lao Tie, this is your retribution.

If you don't bully the children, I won't be blocked by it in the rear, and if you accidentally don't have time to rescue, remember to face the sea in the spring-

The moment he was swept into the path of pardon, it was in the gap of spatial change that a folding fan moved slightly in the sleeve, and a peach blossom temporarily escaped.

The crimson petals swirled into the sky, and then they were caught by the blue bird that came from the sky and sent to the direction of the sea behind the night motorcycle market!

The blue bird communicates and recruits people to rescue.

Don't come here, go to the night market for a ten mile radius to have a look, if you meet a demon monk wearing a mask and catch people, don't stop, and then throw it into the sea to wash the bloody ......

Night Motorcycle Market.

Shower is on a killing spree.

Among the big horns involved in the transaction, the one that seemed to have the greatest origin had been slapped to the side by the Buddha's breath from the sky, and the most infuriating thing was that the demon monk who came here didn't even give a look.

Among the remaining minions, none of them could resist the short knife and tin staff under the rain of thunder, he didn't even make a big move, and swept out a bunch of sword qi across the horizontal and vertical eight tin staffs, sweeping away all the people and things in front of him, and assessed the direction of the dark passage in front of him under the mask, kicked the soles of his feet, and once again turned into a wisp of light smoke and left this secret pavilion.

In an instant, another ray of light fell, and it was already the person in charge of the night motorcycle market who hurriedly stepped on the barren mountain and ran to the sea under the protection of the guards with the most valuable treasure in his arms, the keel octave of the east ship!

"The smoke and rain are shaking and intoxicating."

There is no one here, which is suitable for killing people and goods!

A crisp sword, with the famous blade of blowing snow, is extremely light and elegant, with the artistic conception of flying silk in the wind.

Like the rain in the wind, it is the red blood.

A trace of red flew out of the neck of the octant, followed by a small piece of epidermis, with scattered flesh, broken bones, and broken tendons......

It was originally an extremely evil sword, but after going through the process of the Heavenly Fox Demon Monk, it added a few points of cruelty, separated flesh and bones, and scattered bones and blood!

Until death's body, instinctively, took a few more steps forward.

The octet who was pinched by the gilded round hat and the head by his hair was frightened, and then let out a faint scream.

And the many ninjas guarding the surrounding area have fallen to the ground like the grass, trees, and bricks and stones on the surrounding barren mountains.

The monk Zhaoti stepped over step by step on such a scene.

There was a wind blowing, and it swept through the barren grass on the ground.

Cause and effect lead to each other, and aura meets.

Shower was sensitive, and the action of throwing waste was changed to slowly lower the head, thinking that the clue would come so quickly, and put one hand on his waist. The monk who came on the opposite side was silver-gray in a clear robe, with a black robe embroidered with gold Sanskrit characters, and a pair of shoes, which seemed to be ordinary, but when examined carefully, it was extraordinary, not to mention the Dharma seal in his hand, and the faint echo of the relics on his tin staff.

It's about killing each other!

The Heavenly Fox Demon Monk immediately got on the body of the body, and with a shake of the tin staff, the firefly demon atmosphere added evil to the wilderness, and instantly diluted the pure saint of the person who came on the opposite side. Even if you are a demon monk, how can you communicate well with people?

Of course, we will first fight and capture people, and then talk about what kind of conspiracy exists in it!

He has always been a person who is not afraid of heaven and earth, but at this time, his shoulders are torn, the corners of his mouth are hidden behind the mask of Shower Yusheng, and his waist and fingers have become sword-shaped!

The wind is sluggish, the rain is rising, it is clearly a good sunshine, but the rain and fog are hazy.

Beyond the rain and fog, there is still light! Zhaoti monk clasped his palms together: "The three karma is inflamed, burning pedestrians, things are like heat, and the precept can prevent rest." The name of coolness is turning over the other. ”

The monk's words did not fall, and he was already pushing forward with a palm, which seemed to be unremarkable, just impartial, and broke the momentum of the wind and rain in front of him!

Before the sword was shot, he already felt his breath stagnate, and this was the first time he had walked all the way.

This monk is definitely congenital.

"I don't understand!" At this time, it is absolutely not suitable to be a demon monk form, and the bald donkey will win the bald donkey's cultivation to be profound!

The shower should become fast, and as soon as the evil nature is collected, it has been decided to change the original practice, to retreat as advance, and the sword intent contained in the finger is dangerously issued, and it is: "The elegance is absolutely beautiful!" "The name of the move deliberately read is learned from Du Fanglin, converge and kill, and the sword takes the middle and peace, first use this move to test it, and then watch its changes, to see if you can find time to catch a person. This sword seems to be frank and swinging, but it has a hidden meaning with a single edge.

After wandering in the martial arts for so long, it was the first time that Shower Yusheng had room for the sword.

It's good to leave a little leeway......

For the sake of this swordsmanship, the Zhaoti monk probably won't beat people to serious injuries as soon as he looks at them?

Closing his eyes slightly, the monk has a conclusion in his heart, and slowly pushes a palm forward like a deep flow of still water, and everything stops in the palm wind, and the sword can not be moved by an inch:

"The so-called heart is the precept, because the precept is fixed, and because of the precept, it is called the three no omissions. Donor, it's time for you to realize! ”

The demon monk tin staff slammed on the ground, and he was not allowed to go further, as long as he took a step back, the seemingly ordinary palm power in front of him was a little stronger, and Ma De was actually unable to retreat.

The work is superior, and the unfinished work is already difficult to ride. If it is another situation and encounters such an opponent, Shower Yusheng should concentrate on a hundred thoughts and a sword, and go all out to fight for a first opportunity. It's easy to kill people and it's extremely difficult to win, this time it seems to be a big support...... "Bald donkey, good physical strength!" "Dilemma, in the vast martial arts, there are so many congenitals, which iron plate did he kick?

"Hey, don't push me!" Lao Du, where did you drag this innate virtuous monk from? "A bald donkey is not bald, it should be called a monk, I never take precepts, come and bite me-" Choked first, angering the opponent to retreat.

Hey, but this is terrible!

Ostomy industry. Zhaoti monk's eyes widened, and his calm demeanor showed his own majesty, and he took a steady step forward, stepping out of the golden swastika, "Amitabha." His voice was neither angry nor angry, he calmly stepped forward with one palm, and his strength changed from rigidity to softness, "No testimony is proven, no words are spoken, it is a big lie!" "Progressive Recycling:

"Born from the heart, all kinds of laws are born; From the Dharma, all kinds of hearts give birth to ......"

Gradually, the surrounding tones echoed, and the sound of chanting entered the ears and hearts. The Buddha crosses sinful sentient beings, and sentient beings repent, wash away their sins and eliminate karma, and take their hearts as precepts! If you really have the heart to get rid of the sin, you can't get out without all your strength, and if you use all your strength, it will be difficult to protect the murderous together, and the consequences are difficult to say.

"Thou hast reminded me of the past."

Zhaoti monk's voice sighed calmly: "Donor, it's time to realize yourself!" ”

Further, Shower should have been taken away.

As soon as you enter the sand gate, you will eat fasting and chant Buddha for self-cultivation...... Don't—don't—suddenly realize.

This is an indirect death, and it is no longer a time for people to hide their clumsiness! Seeing that the momentum was not right, he was still pretending to struggle, and the demon monk's tin staff suddenly changed from movement to quiet, and in an instant, the wind turned forward, and the trend attracted forward by the palm wind turned into a move to lean forward. Pointing to the sword to the ground, a drop of blood fell, and the low and cold voice of the shower rain came from this, "Sad to listen to a sword tears." Crimson blood permeated from the bottom up, and an extremely abrupt murderous intent struck.

The monk closed his voice. In a flash, the sky and the earth are out of balance!

A drop of blood melts into the endless wind and rain, the gossamer is red and the infinite sword is forced to kill by a sword at close range, the wind and rain cry blood, people are also sad, and the Sanskrit sings the meaning of Shura!

Sad to listen to a sword tears, wind and rain crying, passers-by do not return.

This evil killing intent invades the soul and eats the bones, and even the monks who have been cultivating for many years also lose their minds for a moment because of the familiarity in their hearts. It seems that the monk has a feeling in his heart, why his friend Qianli Feishu does not hesitate to let himself come to this person.

But someone is actually lying to you!

"The Three Styles of First Meditation-" Seeing the crisis in front of him, the monk Zhaoti had condensed the holy merit in his palm, took off the Buddha beads on his chest, and pointed to the center of his eyebrows. The glorious light starts from the foothold, faintly like the Sanskrit chant has passed through the entire mountain! The move cannot be lightly solved, the sword cannot be lightly connected, and the sword of killing is not provoked by the killing machine of one party, but the foundation that the bad people have cultivated for half a lifetime.

"People don't want to kill, but they kill because of the situation, monk, it's time to accept fate-" The extreme intention in the sword of the rain has come out, and a cloud of light outside the sky has come from afar:

"Don't move!" A sword slashes away the bloody rain and bloody wind, and the realm of bad killing.

Black and white feathers, falling from the wind.

The knife came very quickly and elegantly, and there seemed to be a black feather on the handle of the knife flickering in front of him, but it was not clear who this was helping at this time. This knife seems to only win with speed, but it is just right at the thickest and heaviest point of the killing machine, the scarlet core.

As soon as the murderous nature was extinguished, the scarlet disappeared immediately, and the sky was red and turned into a drop of blood, and the "ding" fell on the Buddha bead that recruited the monk to move forward suddenly, with a sonorous metal sound.

"Good sword!" The magnetic voice of the visitor is more like heroic.

This voice, this sword technique, are all familiar shadows, instantly awakening the memory of Zhaoti Monk a long time ago, that is, the memory before the establishment of Yungu Thunder Peak.

The trip to the northwest, the Jiuding Association, the poor and the blue, the fall of the sky!

"Let's go!" Suddenly, he broke into a body of white clothes and black feathers, the speed was like the wind, and then he slashed, and with a clanging sound, he mercilessly dispersed the attack of the tin staff, and then cut out a palm, wanting to stun the demon monk with a silver mask, so as to take people away.

"Huh." A palm split into the air, but the demon monk still fainted, and before he could think about it, the knife man who came from afar after receiving the blue bird's message stretched out his hand to catch people, and turned to hurry,

"Yi ...... Waiting for you! Dropping a sentence, the knife man has gone straight to the clouds, and the white sleeves and black feathers are like crane wings, and they disappeared with people in an instant.

"It's you."

Zhaoti monk slowly put his palms together again, and closed his eyes slightly: "Hmm." ”

That side.

With a pop, the demon monk was thrown directly into the sea by the well-wishers.

Then there were people on the shore of the whirlpool.

The evil spirit sat upright on the rock, and with a flick of the pole, a hook scooped up the wet man whole. "Calmed down?" The voice of the dust six dreams came from beside him.