Sure enough, in less than five minutes, the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy was suppressed by the stone statue Liu Fufeng to death, and even a few moves almost injured the vital point of the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy, but fortunately he dodged in time. /pgt;

Zhang Mo furrowed his brows, ready to make a move at any time. /pgt;

Although this is an internal matter of the Thousand Buddha Sect, it is inconvenient for me to interfere. /pgt;

However, after all, the ancestor of the Discipline Academy was invited by himself, and if he died in Xiliang Mountain, it would not be like the Thousand Buddhas Sect had confessed. /pgt;

Of course, this is all secondary, the most important thing is that in case the ancestor of the Precept Academy dies, how can he capture this stone statue Liu Fufeng?/pgt;

Immediately, Zhang Mo was ready to start. /pgt;

However, just as Zhang Mo was about to make a move, the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, then tore off the robe on his body, and threw it at the stone statue Liu Fufeng. /pgt;

At the same time, the ancestors of the Vinaya have words in their mouths, which are obscure Buddhist scriptures. /pgt;

The stone statue Liu Fufeng didn't feel a headache, pressed his ears with both hands, and kept scolding in his mouth: "Dead bald donkey, don't read it anymore." ”/pgt;

Obviously, the sutra could attack his mind. /pgt;

The robe soared into the air and suddenly became larger, at least five or six meters square, resembling a giant net. /pgt;

In the blink of an eye, the robe fell, directly trapping the stone statue Liu Fufeng. /pgt;

"Uncle Shi, don't struggle anymore, this is the Miluo robe left by the ancestor, woven from one hundred and eight gold threads, each gold thread can withstand the gravity of thirteen thousand catties, you can't break free!" reminded the ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"Can't break free?" the stone statue Liu Fufeng sneered, and said disdainfully: "Have you lived in vain for hundreds of years?

Then, I saw the stone statue Liu Fufeng grab the robe, and then slammed his arms hard. /pgt;

"Tear ......"/pgt;

The sound of the cloth tearing, the stone statue Liu Fufeng actually tore the robe. /pgt;

"This ...... How is it possible?" The Old Ancestor of the Discipline Academy was stunned, no one knew better than him how strong this Miluo robe was. /pgt;

However, now it has been torn in half. /pgt;

Zhang Mo was not surprised, he had fought with the stone statue Liu Fufeng, and he knew the power of his fists and feet, and it was enough to tear open this Miluo robe. /pgt;

The stone statue Liu Fufeng came out of the Miluo robe, stared at the ancestor of the Discipline Academy viciously, and said: "Don't ask for trouble anymore, I won't go back to the Thousand Buddha Sect, if you know each other, leave now, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Uncle Shi, it is the last wish of the master and the master to bring you back to the Thousand Buddha Sect, even if the master and nephew die, they will definitely fulfill their last wish!" said the ancestor of the Discipline Academy in a deep voice. /pgt;

"If you are stubborn, then I will give you a ride and let you reunite with them!" The stone statue Liu Fufeng's face sank, his body flashed suddenly, and he rushed directly to the ancestor of the Discipline Academy, as if he really wanted to end his life. /pgt;

Seeing this, Zhang Mo's face sank, his figure flashed, and he directly stopped the stone statue Liu Fufeng. /pgt;

"Zhang Mo, this is my grudge with the Thousand Buddha Sect, you get out of the way. The stone statue Liu Fufeng said coldly. /pgt;

"I don't care what grievances you have, I invited the ancestor of the Discipline Academy, and I will never let you hurt him. Zhang Mo said indifferently. /pgt;

"You're looking for death!" roared the stone statue Willow Fufeng. /pgt;

"Let's beat me first!" Zhang Mo said indifferently. /pgt;

"Give me death!"/pgt;

The stone statue Liu Fufeng fell into a frenzy and shot directly at Zhang Mo. /pgt;

"Master Zhang Shizhu be careful. The Ancestor of the Discipline Academy hurriedly reminded. /pgt;

Zhang Mo looked indifferent, and in the face of the bombardment of the stone statue Liu Fufeng, he was not afraid at all. /pgt;

The two had fought before, and their strength was almost equal, not equal, and even Zhang Mo had some advantages. /pgt;

Otherwise, the stone statue Liu Fufeng would not have escaped before. /pgt;

Zhang Mo took the attack of the stone statue Liu Fufeng, and he seemed to be at ease. /pgt;

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Discipline Academy was stunned, although he had already seen that Zhang Mo was not ordinary. /pgt;

However, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, and it could be on par with Uncle Fudo Mingwang. /pgt;

"Damn......" The stone statue Liu Fufeng had no way to take Zhang Mo, and there was a burst of anger in his heart. /pgt;

Zhang Mo also knew that he couldn't take the stone statue Liu Fufeng, so he simply practiced his hands and moved his fists. /pgt;

After half an hour of fighting, the stone statue Liu Fu was tired and panting, but Zhang Mo was full of energy and looked unsatisfied. /pgt;

"No fights. The stone statue Liu Fufeng retreated a few meters backwards and got out of the battle circle directly. /pgt;

Then, with a leap of his body, he went straight into the ground and disappeared. /pgt;

Zhang Mo looked helpless, the stone statue Liu Fufeng was leaving, he really couldn't stop it. /pgt;

At this time, the ancestor of the Discipline Academy came over and saluted and thanked: "Master Zhang, thank you for saving me just now, otherwise I am afraid that the old man would have lost his life." ”/pgt;

"It's okay, it's just a trifle, it's not a big deal. Now the top priority is to find a way to catch the stone statue Liu Fufeng. Zhang Mo said, and then said: "There has already been a team of exploration teams that died at his hands before, but no more people can be killed." ”/pgt;

"What Master Zhang said is very true, I just want to take down my uncle, I'm afraid it won't be easy, you and I should go back to the Thousand Buddhas Sect first, and then think about it in the long run. The Ancestor of the Discipline Academy said. /pgt;

Hearing this, Zhang Mo nodded and said, "Okay, then go back to the Thousand Buddha Sect first." However, I had a friend nearby, and I asked her to come along. ”/pgt;

"Okay, then I'll take the first step and wait for you in the Thousand Buddha Sect. The Ancestor of the Discipline Academy said. /pgt;

"Okay!" Zhang Mo replied lightly. /pgt;

Then, I saw the ancestor of the Discipline Academy wave his sleeves, and fly up like a big peng spreading his wings, flying in the direction of the Thousand Buddha Sect. /pgt;

Zhang Mo didn't stay long, spit out the flying sword, and went to join Liu Ruolan. /pgt;

Liu Ruolan waited for Zhang Mo for a long time, and she was a little impatient to wait, and she wanted to go directly to the Thousand Buddha Sect to ask about the situation. /pgt;

However, just when Liu Ruolan was impatient, a figure flew in the sky. /pgt;

It's none other than Zhang Mo. /pgt;

Flying closer, I heard Zhang Mo shouting: "Come up!"

Liu Ruolan paused slightly, then jumped and jumped onto Zhang Mo's flying sword. /pgt;

Then, curiously, he asked, "Where to go?"

"Thousand Buddha Sect. Zhang Mo replied succinctly. /pgt;

"Thousand Buddha Sect?" Liu Ruolan paused, and asked strangely, "Didn't you go just now?"

"I went, and I have figured out the identity of the stone statue, which is the statue of the King of Fudo Ming that was lost by the Thousand Buddha Sect. Now, the stone statue calls itself Liu Fufeng. Just now, the ancestor of the Thousand Buddha Sect Discipline Academy fought with him, but he was defeated, so he went back to the Thousand Buddha Sect to discuss countermeasures, and we rushed over to meet now. Zhang Mo said. /pgt;

Hearing this, Liu Ruolan suddenly realized, so it was. /pgt;

Then he asked Chi Chi: "Zhang Mo, my identity as a demon cultivator won't be extraneous, right?"

"Probably not, I have seen the monks of the Thousand Buddha Sect, except for the ancestor of the Precept Academy, the others are average in cultivation, and they may not be able to see your identity. Zhang Mo said with relief. /pgt;

Hearing this, Liu Ruolan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "I heard that the fire in the Thousand Buddha Sect was done by a demon cultivator. ”/pgt;

Zhang Mo couldn't help but be stunned, frowned and asked, "Is there such a thing?"

"I've only heard about it, and I'm not sure. Liu Ruolan said. /pgt;

Hearing this, Zhang Mo paused, and then reminded: "When you get to the Thousand Buddha Sect, don't talk nonsense, everything depends on my eyes, so as not to cause extraneous branches." ”/pgt;

"I know. Liu Ruolan responded. /pgt;

As he spoke, Zhang Mo had unconsciously come to the top of the Thousand Buddha Sect. /pgt;

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