At the Lingshan Meeting, the World Venerable showed the crowd with flowers, and when everyone was silent, only the Venerable Ka Ye smiled with a broken face, and smiled at the flowers, and became a great road with a thought.

The complexion is like watching the flowers bloom and fall, comfortable and safe, the eyes are like appreciating the autumn breeze of the moon, elegant and leisurely, a wisp of smile, with a point of compassion, two points of like, three points of enlightenment, four points of detachment, it seems to be not obvious, it is clear between the lips of the young man, and the wisps of Hao teeth are not revealed, only the arc is bent.

Wisps of mysterious and solemn flavor melted into the night, and the golden flow quickly flowed around the young man's body, condensing and surging, and a golden and bright image of the virtual Buddha transformed behind the young man.

The image of the Void Buddha is only more than three feet high, and the faint golden light around the body is sprinkled on the ground, dyeing the pieces of residual leaves and broken stones into golden. The corners of the Buddha's mouth are as unique as dusk, and there is also a shallow smile. The left hand is slightly bent, dragged on the legs, the Buddha's right hand is raised to the chest, the index finger and the middle finger are in one place, into an orchid finger shape, a wisp of gilded breath, stretching out between my Buddha's fingers, condensing into a pale yellow petal, a little streamer.

The young man's heart was unwavering, his heart was drunk, and when his right hand moved, the petals between the fingers of the Buddha statue instantly withered, and the petals fell leisurely between the young man's fingers and melted into the broken leaves.

It was a long time, but in fact, it was only a few breaths, and when the Buddha's light covered the broken leaves and was gently sprinkled by the young man, the blood wolf who felt the crisis had already pounced in front of the young man.

"Hum..."

It seems that the fallen leaves that may be swept away by the wind at any time, fluttering and the blood wolf are surging blood clouds around the body, colliding together, the sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu shook the heaven and the earth, and the space of the entire Lingkou seemed to be paused in the collision, and Su Wanrou, who was almost deaf, and Tsing Yi Jiangshan looked at the field in a daze, this sudden change.

The broken leaves were silent, moving forward slowly, and the Buddha's light overflowed, dispelling the heavy blood clouds, and in the disbelieving gaze of the blood wolf, it penetrated the endless sword light and landed on the scimitar.

The broken leaf shattered, the golden light shattered, and the moment the broken leaf fell on the scimitar, endless energy swept out, and it shot out in all directions.

The blood around his body flowed wildly, condensed in front of him, and the scimitar in his hand resisted the golden light that erupted and pierced the endless night, and the blood wolf gritted his teeth, wanting to smash this golden light with a knife like before.

It's a pity that all the power was released in an instant, and the power emitted by the broken leaves was terrifying, only to see that the endless blood cloud was easily dispersed by the Buddha's light in an instant, and in the rush of energy, the blood gang on the scimitar let out a weak scream, and after cracking inch by inch, the pale golden Buddha light fell on the blood wolf's blood-condensed armor.

"Boom..."

The ripples overflowed, rolling up endless gravel and debris, and suffering from the impact of the Buddha's light, the blood wolf only held on for a few breaths, and was thrown out by the Buddha's light like a flood.

The Buddha's light swept in, and the face of the Tsing Yi Jiangshan who was lying on the ground waiting for death was bitter, and he was also shot while lying down like a residual leaf rippling in the wind, until he spurted out a mouthful of old blood and hit a boulder hard before he landed.

The Buddha's light did not last long, before and after, but for a few breaths, when the Buddha's light dissipated, and the surroundings were shrouded in night again, the blood wolf who finally stopped his figure, and the blood on his face was scattered, and a blood stain spilled down the corner of his mouth.

"Phew!"

Before the blood wolf stopped the surging blood qi in his body, he only felt the blood armor on his body tremble, and when he looked down, he saw a trace of pitch-black crack spreading rapidly from his arms. In the low-eyebrow scanning, countless cracks have spread to all corners of the armor, and in the crisp sound, pieces of blood are detached from the armor and sprinkled with the wind, and before they fall to the ground, they quickly disappear in the night and dissipate invisibly.

The blood armor shattered, and the fire rushed straight to his heart, and the blood wolf could not accept this sudden change, and a blood flower bloomed from between his lips.

His face did not change at all, it seemed that it was not himself who defeated the blood wolf just now, the young man was tall, his right hand was pinched, and another broken leaf fell between his fingers, the golden light was shining, and I smiled.

"Withdraw!"

Although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, in the face of the immeasurable young man on the opposite side whose combat power suddenly exploded, between life and death and detachment, the blood wolf finally chose the latter.

With a hoarse whisper, he didn't even care about his mount, and with the only remaining blood and qi, the blood wolf turned into a blood-colored afterimage and quickly disappeared into the night.

As soon as the blood wolf withdrew, the surrounding wolf riders naturally did not dare to stay any longer, and after the sound of whistling broke through the air, the land of Lingkou finally returned to calm.

"What a trick to smile, what a powerful flower finger!" After taking a deep look at the young man under the void Buddha, and with a gentle sigh, the proprietress put away the horror in her eyes, and took the little brothers who were also still in shock, her figure flickered, and she left quickly. And the direction in which they left coincided with the direction in which the blood wolf fled.

The proprietress had just left for only a dozen breaths, and the young man who had kept a light smile had a ruddy face, and he was as pale as snow in an instant. After the image of the Void Buddha collapsed with the evaporating Jin Gang, the young man finally couldn't hold on, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Brother Huang!" Reacting in the sudden situation, flying down in front of the young man, Su Wanrou looked at the young man whose clothes were soaked red with blood, her eyes were red, and tears were like rain.

"Let's go!" Spending all his strength, using the only half of the remaining Qingming, the young man just said such a sentence to Su Wanrou, and it was dark in front of him, and he completely fainted...

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Deep in the mountains, running wildly for I don't know how long, the blood wolf, who was physically and mentally exhausted, stopped under an ancient tree, and gasped.

"Head..."

More than twenty blood-colored figures stopped around the blood wolf, looking at this man who had always been high-spirited and fearless, revealing such a weak side for the first time.

Calming down the agitated blood, he coldly swept the faces of this group of little brothers, seeing that they all lowered their heads in horror, not daring to look directly at themselves, the blood wolf let out a sigh gently, and the self-confidence that was originally shattered by the young man's blow also quickly returned.

"Not good!" The face of the blood wolf, who was settled, flashed a trace of shame and remorse in his eyes, and suddenly screamed, turned around and was about to turn back, but the step he had just taken stopped in place.

The young man smiled, and the blow he sent made the blood wolf frightened, but when he calmed down and thought about it, the blood wolf immediately understood that according to the state of the young man, he was already doing his best to be able to send a blow, how could this kind of big move that was completely beyond the strength of the young man himself be able to fire in a row, it was obvious that the young man made an attack at that time, and Ken was holding it out.

Although he understood this, the blood wolf still didn't turn his head back after all, after all, the boy's blow not only defeated the blood wolf, but also defeated the pride and self-confidence that the blood wolf had accumulated for decades.

"Forget it, let's go back!" With a wisp of gloom on his face, the blood wolf whispered to the little brothers around him who were silent, turned his head and walked towards Banhailing Mountain.

Looking at the lonely and frustrated back of the blood wolf, more than twenty wolf riders glanced at each other, and were about to step to keep up, when a sudden chuckle rang in everyone's ears...