With the death of the tantric lama, the dragon elephant demon subduing array was broken in an instant, and the momentum on all the tantric lamas, including the Yuhuang Lingtong and the incompetent three, was like a deflated balloon, quickly turning back to its original state.

Bashi Pa's face was extremely pale, and he looked at Jiaxiang who was walking slowly on the corpse of the tantric lama, and said in a deep voice: "Jiaxiang, you have broken the vows. Central Plains Buddhism and Tantra have long had an agreement that the top masters are not allowed to participate in the struggle between the two factions! ”

"Ever since you lured the monks of Central Plains Buddhism to Dadu at Tongshui Pass, this agreement no longer exists."

Jiaxiang slowly walked to Richard's side, glanced at Richard, whose face was pale and had a weak breath, and said lightly: "What's more, I am no longer the abbot of the Three Treats Temple, what you say is useless to me." ”

Eighth Master Pa glanced at Richard, suddenly understood in his heart, and sneered: "For the sake of a watermelon, I have ruined my practice for decades, and I don't even want the Dharma." Jiaxiang, you have been so fascinated by him that you have lost your mind. ”

Jiaxiang glanced at the corpse of Luosang Danzhu who was kneeling on the ground not far away, and said lightly: "How can you Tantra not be like this, the previous Panchen, the current Panchen, and the next Panchen have all gone crazy because of well-wishers. You are not qualified to speak of me. ”

The faces of the Eighth Master Pa and the Spirit Tong changed together, and the Eighth Master Pa immediately snorted coldly: "You have lost your mind, I will not argue with you." Siege and kill the watermelon! ”

The three of Yuhuang Lingtong and Wu Yisheng responded at the same time and attacked Ximen Gua from three directions. Jiaxiang was just about to be born, but he felt that a terrible killing machine had locked him. Turning her head to look, she saw that the Eighth Master, who was still more than ten zhang away just now, had already come to her, and the God Destroying Palm raised a palm and swung it towards her Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Your opponent is me!"

Jiaxiang's face changed, and he raised his index finger with his right hand and pointed out at the right hand of the Eighth Master, and then only a loud bang was heard, and the Eighth Masterba flew back at a faster speed along the road he came, like a meteorite smashing on the bodies of several Tantric Lamas, breaking their tendons and breaking them.

I saw a bloody hole appear in his right hand, and blood continued to drip down his palm. Eighth Master Pa looked at Jiaxiang's face in shock, "Your one-finger Zen can never be so terrifying!" ”

Jiaxiang was silent, turned around and pointed at Richard's palm. Richardon felt a sudden surge of vitality rise from the depths of his body, and he was suddenly restored to his full state, even more so!

Richard laughed, and the sword body of the peerless sword was swordsmanlike, and a sword was swung forward. The fierce sword qi took shape in an instant, and swept towards the three of Yuhuang Lingtong and Wu Sheng, knocking the three of them into the air.

"Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-Three!"

Richard then roared angrily, and the wind around him suddenly rose, these fierce winds were composed of extremely powerful sword qi, and when they swept past the tantric lamas, they suddenly appeared a terrible wound on their body, and blood gushed out from the wounds like a flood water that had leaked through the sluice.

The wind finally converged in front of Richard, enveloping the three of them. The pupils of the three of them shrank, and without saying a word, their bodies retreated violently, desperately trying to escape from this sword qi storm.

Even in his heyday, Luosang Danzhu couldn't stop the twenty-three Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword, let alone the three of them!

However, the speed of Sword Twenty-Three's sword qi storm seemed to cross time and space, chasing them behind them in an instant, enveloping them.

The sword qi space gradually took shape, as if a cage had locked the three of them in it. With the lesson that Luo Sang Danzhu broke through the space just now, this time the sword qi space is much more stable than just now, and it can be regarded as a real death space!

The fierce sword qi continued to cut the bodies of the three people, and the qi and blood of the three of them continued to decline in this dead space, and the weakest spirit child's qi and blood quickly bottomed out, and his body was full of wounds, and as soon as the blood came out, it would be taken away by the sword qi that swept through his body, and the sword qi space gradually changed from transparent to bright red.

"Ding, you've killed the spirit child."

A system prompt rang in Richard's ears, and a moment later, a second system prompt rang in his ears.

"Ding, you've killed the player Emperor Yu."

In the sword qi space, only one person who was unable to win was struggling to support, and his qi and blood had already left the last trace of it, although he urged the Ming Wang Gong with all his might, but the glazed light on his body was still uncontrollably dimmed, and when the light was completely extinguished, it was the time when he died!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the sword qi space suddenly trembled, breaking a corner. The sword qi in the space scattered and flew out, plowing the ground into deep ravines one after another.

Ba Shiba appeared outside the gap in the sword qi space, and his right hand directly probed into the sword qi space, dragging the impotent Shengsheng out! The muscles of his right hand were cut by the terrifying sword qi and drenched in blood, and some of the wounds were even deep into the bones!

Richard snorted coldly and was about to make up for a sword, when Bashiba suddenly turned his mind and glanced at him, and his mental power was fully mobilized to attack Richard. Richardon felt as if he had been stabbed in the brain by countless needles, and his spirit was in a trance.

In a trance, he seemed to see the mist on Bashiba's face disappear, revealing his face. This guy's face is fair and translucent, his face is handsome, the heavens are vast, and he has a masculine charm that is almost demonic, and his eyes are open and closed, and he looks straight into people's hearts.

Taking advantage of Richard's trance, the Eighth Master Ba picked up his impotence and turned around and ran, smiling strangely: "I know, Jiaxiang, you are against the luck of dry Zen Xuangong and turn dry into life, so one finger Zen has such power." When the internal force dissipates, it will be the time of your death! ”

Jiaxiang trembled slightly when he heard this, his small hand held Richard's big hand, and his body was close to him.

"Don't worry, you can't die."

Richard smiled, looked at the Mongolian army that was still in place in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes became cold, and he used the last bit of internal force to launch the roar of the Buddhist lion, and shouted coldly: "Get out!" ”

The sound was rolling like a muffled thunder spreading throughout the entire Mongolian army, and at this moment, Richard's actually even overshadowed all the Mongolian army! The soldiers on the wall of Pingziguan behind him saw this scene and only felt their hearts stirred, and they raised their weapons in their hands and shouted at the same time.

"Get out!"

"Get out of the Great Sui!"

Si Hanfei glanced at Richard deeply, and said coldly: "You win, I will fulfill my promise and leave with the army." But where is the Ximen melon, where is Meng Hanfei! ”

When he said the last sentence, a light flashed in Si Hanfei's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Richard.

Richard glanced at him and sighed softly: "He is now reunited with his parents in Dasui, and if he wants to return to Mongolia, I will not embarrass him." ”

Si Hanfei nodded and said coldly: "I hope you remember your words today, otherwise I will take the Mongolian iron horse to level the Great Sui and take him home." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the reins from his hand and turned away. When he rode through the Mongol army, the Mongol army turned around at the same time and slowly left behind him.

Looking at the Mongolian army in the distance, Jiaxiang smiled, his little face was attached to Richard's hand, his eyes were closed uncontrollably, just one finger retreated from the Eighth Division, and the other finger stimulated the vitality in Richard's body, these two fingers had exhausted all her internal strength. Even in her heyday, she could only perform such a one-finger Zen at most, and the second finger of the lever was that she exchanged her own vitality for Richard's vitality.

"Good Samaritan, I'm sleepy..."

"Sleep, get a good night's sleep and wake up soon."

Richard patted her on the head, and with a flip of her wrist, a small bottle suddenly appeared in her hand, and a drop of crystal clear blood was suspended in the bottle.