Twelve knives and twelve men shot at the same time, not to attack, but to defend, no one could break the water, they could only block the water.

Those golden pastes, although not water, are not much different from the properties of water now.

Even though it was hard to see a cow, the cook took the golden slurry as a cow and pulled out the knife.

They didn't see it, but they felt it, and behind the golden glossy wolf, there was someone.

Yes, the young monk was running fast with an old Buddhist scripture, and in front of the sutra was a golden slurry like a monstrous wave.

In a trance, what he pushed was not a Buddhist scripture, nor a slurry, but a golden sea.

The little beggar was a little stupid, and he lost his mind in a trance.

After all, the Myoho-renge-kyo is not the top-notch Buddhist true method like the Great Day Nyorai Sutra, and under the joint efforts of the drama and the cook, in addition to only making them a little exhausted, it still failed to cause them any substantial damage.

When the golden sea was all gone, the young monk holding the Myoho-renge-kyo in his hand was a little stunned, and his eyes were full of chagrin, probably unwilling to hurt the two cultivators despite his efforts.

But if the Donghua Continent knew that a young man who couldn't practice was a waste wood boy, with a Buddhist scripture and the protection of the true meaning in it, he would fight the top masters of the Donghua Continent such as the cook and the drama to the point of exhaustion, and he would definitely be stunned.

After the golden sea turned into a little firefly and scattered with the wind.

The cook and the play looked at each other, and after confirming the looks, the play dealt with Ji Yu, while the cook turned to deal with the young monk and the little beggar.

When the little beggar saw the cook appear in front of the young monk in an instant, he grew his mouth in horror and shouted, "Brother be careful, his realm is above and below the peak of the upper third rank. ”

The cook was stunned, and probably felt a little interesting, a monk who couldn't practice, but he could urge the boundless Dharma in the Buddhist super-first-class scriptures.

A little beggar who has not yet cultivated, but can see through his own cultivation, what kind of place is this spiritual secret realm?

But he is not prepared to be soft-hearted, many big people cherish their talents, but now is not the time for them to cherish their talents.

Kill Ji Yu, make sure that this is a ghost from the Demon Well, and then contact Chenyue Tianzong, their goal will be achieved.

At that time, the pattern of the Donghua Continent will change again, and the milestone of their anti-Qin cause will once again take a big step.

The actor felt the tension in Ji Yujian's intention, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "Why, it's hard to protect yourself when you cross the river with anger, and you still think about others?"

Ji Yu didn't reply, his main body and mind at this time was on the cook's body.

The young monk and the little beggar had come into the game to help him, and he couldn't let them die because of it.

Human lives are precious, but the two lives at this time are too precious.

The twelve figures, including his body, held the twelve cold knives and were about to make a move, when the cold flickered for a while.

It's like the most brilliant lights on the stage, crisscrossing and criss-crossing.

But no one will appreciate the most beautiful splendor of this moment, because it is the magnificence of death.

At the same time, the butcher also took action, his movements were naturally not as beautiful as the play, and the moves he made were not as gorgeous as the play, and he killed people like untying a cow.

At this moment, a crisp sword roar woke up the sleeping Yizhou.

The sword light, which was as clear as autumn water, lit up the silent night sky like ink, like a long Milky Way, flowing slowly and extending indefinitely.

A hint of frenzy flashed in Ji Yu's eyes.

Xiao Wang is coming!

The sword light that was as clear as autumn water was actually in front of Ji Yu, that is, where the drama body was located.

For a moment, his body had to take a step back.

But as soon as his body retreated, the eleven doppelgangers also retreated, and in this way, the encirclement that was originally perfect was no longer perfect.

The fiery red sword was like a deflated ball, the sword intent dissipated, and the sword light dimmed.

In the endless sword light, the flying sword called Xiao Wang came into Ji Yu's hand, and at the same time he flashed out and headed towards the young monk and the little beggar.

At this moment, the cook's ox-unething knife was about to shred the faint Buddha light emanating from the Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddha's light was gone, and the sutras were not destroyed, but they fell heavily to the ground as if they had passed out temporarily.

Without Buddhist scriptures, the young monk would be an ordinary person.

Looking at the oncoming ox knife, he closed his eyes, was it because he gave up, or because of trust?

"No!"

The little beggar erupted in a heart-rending cry from behind, although the brother and sister often quarreled, but they had a deep affection that had experienced countless lives and deaths.

What's more, their blood is thicker than water!

At the moment when the cook's sideburns were blown up, the drama also disappeared in place.

Everyone was surprisingly fast, like those divine horses galloping in the wilderness, or like a fleeting streamer, or a wandering wind.

The sword light, which was as clear as autumn water, illuminated the five faces.

The little beggar saw Ji Yu, and Ji Yu also saw the little beggar.

The little beggar lost his mind and exclaimed, "Brother Fairy!"

Ji Yu was also a little surprised, but he didn't lose his mind, and in this situation, losing his mind is death.

The sword intent inspired by Xiao Wang is not a little stronger than the sword of one eyebrow, it is simply the difference between a small pond and an endless, incomparably deep and wide sea.

There was a screeching sound of metal crashing, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ji Yu's right hand was constantly dancing, and no one could see the speed at which he drew his sword, and no one could see what kind of fight was going on.

Because Xiao Wang's sword light was so bright, it was like the light paste that the young monk had just transformed from the Buddha lotus of the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra.

Lingyue and Fu Bang didn't know when they appeared on the ruins beside the road, but after just a moment's gaze, they joined the battle.

The young man with three knives once again shot with all his strength, and the three knives were all unsheathed, and the criss-crossing knife qi was like a raging hurricane on the desert, raging in the wilderness.

Pieces of sword flowers are constantly blooming and withering around, and it is a very beautiful scene, just like the Buddha lotus bloomed at the beginning.

Compared with Fu Bang's beauty, Lingyue's swordsmanship is much simpler, but the sword light is thundering, layer upon layer, one after another.

The young monk pulled the little beggar back quickly and came to a relatively safe ruin.

The young monk panted and asked, "Do you know General Ji Yu?"

The little beggar said with a puzzled face: "Brother Immortal is General Ji Yu?"

The young monk couldn't help but roll his eyes helplessly, and said, "Isn't that nonsense, if it wasn't for General Ji Yu's sword intent to deliver the message to me just now, would I be able to help him so desperately?"

The little beggar said with a look of disdain: "It must be that the fairy brother promised some benefits, how can a person like you who is full of interests do something meritorious and unrequited?"

The young monk spread his hands and said, "Actually, it's not a big benefit, it's just that General Ji Yu said that if I am willing to make a move, he is willing to help me step into the avenue." ”

The little beggar's eyes widened, and he looked at the young monk as if he had stumbled into a miracle.

It's as if when I first arrived in Lushan County and saw the huge, beautiful firebird called nn in the sky. 11