This brocade robe and this nine-eared Zen staff are the two most popular Buddha treasures of the Buddha of the Dry Moon, and the previous golden bowl was shot by Yan Fei's phoenix wings and feathers.

Seeing that his Buddha treasure was returned to someone else like this, the Buddha of the Withered Moon was angry and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yan Fei flashed his eyes, and some figures seemed to have appeared in the distance.

There really can't be any more delay.

With a flick of one hand, he took out a long sword from the Qiankun bag.

"Dry Moon, you can't see what my ending is, but you, I'm afraid you have to go to see the Buddha first. Remember, after meeting the Buddha, help me ask what a Buddha is and what is a demon. The words landed, and Yan Fei threw out the long sword with a flick of his hand.

The long sword pierced through the chest of the Buddha of the Withered Moon.

"Let's go. ”

At the same time, Yan Fei turned around and left, and the long sword, piercing the Withered Moon Buddha, carrying the body of the Withered Moon Buddha, galloped away into the distance.

Dozens of miles away.

The fourth senior brother of the Buddha of the Withered Moon, the Buddha of the Dry Moon, with almost all the Lotus monks, hundreds of them, came in hot pursuit.

can be called a high monk, at least the identity of King Kong.

King Kong, comparable to the realm of the Martial Emperor of a martial cultivator, is already an absolute powerhouse.

In the crowd of Fahua monks, there were also masters of the Gubei Palace, and all of them together were two or three thousand.

was chasing, and suddenly a senior monk beside the withered bamboo Buddha shouted: "Look, there is a figure ahead." ”

"Strange, what kind of person is this, it seems to be facing away from us. ”

"Amitabha, no matter who he is, he must be the henchmen of the evil demon Yan Fei. ”

Yan Fei's long sword, carrying the dead Dry Moon Buddha, flew towards the Lotus monks.

As the distance approached, many people had already seen this scene clearly.

Thousands of people stopped instantly, their faces surprised.

If you don't look closely, it's just a person, flying upside down, but you can see that half of the sword blade is exposed behind this person, and the person's head is tilted to the side, obviously dead.

Because the robe of the Buddha of the Dry Moon was gone, the nine-eared Zen staff was gone, and the back was facing the monks, and the monks failed to recognize it at the first time.

"Hmph, everyone be careful, I want to see what kind of demon method this is. The withered bamboo Buddha roared and directly blocked the long sword.

At this glance, the withered bamboo Buddha almost fell from the air.

"These six, six junior brothers"

With a roar, the voice of the withered bamboo Buddha changed tone, and even a little hysterical.

Everyone heard this roar clearly, and the roar was like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's hearts.

The Withered Bamboo Buddha held the body of the Withered Moon Buddha, and when he looked closely, it was really miserable, and he could feel that most of the cultivation in the Withered Moon Buddha's body had passed.

"Senior brother, junior brother. ”

The monks hurriedly gathered around, and when they saw it, they were all shocked.

"Buddha. ”

"Uncle Sixth"

"How is this possible, how can the sixth senior uncle not be that Yan Fei's opponent, impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

At this moment, suddenly, the face of the withered bamboo Buddha changed greatly, and he shouted: "It's not good, disperse." ”

Almost at the same time, only a loud bang was heard, which shook the heavens and the earth, and the long sword inserted in the chest of the Withered Moon Buddha suddenly burst open.

Yan Fei's yin poison was once again vividly embodied, this long sword was not just as simple as sending the body of the Withered Moon Buddha back, he was not in the mood.

This long sword has been infused with sword yuan by Yan Fei.

The sword is a sword that has reached the quality of the heavenly rank, and it is a rare high-grade treasure weapon among the treasures, and if you want to use the sword yuan to blast it, you can imagine how strong the sword yuan Yan Fei poured into it.

I pinched the scale, so as not to burst the long sword at that time.

This time it's just right.

The heaven-level long sword was blasted by the support, and the fragments shot out in all directions in an instant.

If this sword was not carrying the body of the Buddha of the Withered Moon, it would not have been possible to get close to the monks.

Yan Fei just calculated, the monks must have been shocked when they saw the corpse of the Dry Moon Buddha, and naturally they would not notice this sword.

Rumble!

Whoosh, whoosh!

The shattered sword body contains extremely strong lethality, even the withered bamboo Buddha also suffered, fortunately his Buddhism is profound, otherwise, at such a close distance, he is not strong in the body, it is entirely possible for him to return directly to the west.

Rao is like this, and the withered bamboo Buddha was also left with two scars on his body.

Others don't have so much luck.

Ahh

I only heard a scream, this long sword burst, injured more than 40 monks of Fahua Temple, and five people were really unavoidable, and they were pierced through the body by the fragments of the long sword, and went to see the Buddha of the West Heaven.

For a while, the originally vigorous Fahua monks were extremely embarrassed, and all the monks looked at each other, all of them were a little shocked.

After a dozen breaths of silence, the withered bamboo Buddha let out a wild roar.

"Yan Fei, the old man is not done with you. ”

With this roar, the Withered Moon Buddha couldn't control himself at all, and all his anger converged in this roar.

So much so that Yan Fei, who was already a hundred miles away, heard it really well.

Everything turned into clouds, the body of the Withered Moon Buddha naturally disappeared, and the body of the Withered Bamboo Buddha was trembling, today's matter, he has an unshirkable responsibility, if he doesn't speak, the Withered Moon Buddha will not let Yan Fei get close to the relics pagoda at all.

Thinking back to these, think about it again, the relics are gone, the relics are gone, the stone Buddha is down, the Dry Moon Buddha is dead, and there is not even a corpse left, I am afraid that the eighteen Arhats who protect the pagoda are gone.

Burst!

As soon as the roar fell, the withered bamboo Buddha's heart swelled up, and a mouthful of blood vomited out. "Buddha, don't be angry, this surnamed Yan is so vicious, and he does a lot of injustice, I will go back and report to the old prince, I believe that the prince will never let him go." Tuoba Hongwu, as the leader of the Gubei Palace's visit to Fahua Temple, saw this scene, and couldn't help but be angry

The family also suffered a lot of casualties this time.

The withered bamboo Buddha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Yan Fei, if the old man doesn't kill you, he will not be a man. ”

"Buddha, today the misunderstanding between my Gubei Wangfu and your Fahua Temple has become clear, it is this Yan Fei's ghost, rest assured, the prince will soon send troops, not only to kill Yan Fei, but also to let his cold door completely disappear. ”

The withered bamboo Buddha looked at Tuoba Hongwu and said: "When to move troops, this temple will definitely help." ”

"Okay, then ask the Buddha to wait for my news and take his leave. ”

A hundred miles away, everyone felt that the breath of the chasing soldiers behind them was getting farther and farther away, and they secretly looked at each other.

I don't know who laughed first, and it didn't take long for everyone to burst into hearty laughter.

"Haha, hahahahaha. ”

"It's really happy, happy. "Comfortable, exciting, really special mother's stimulation, Brother Yan, mixing with you is the wisest decision in my life. ”