readx;?“ Seventh residence? Thinking about it, this demon monk has killed seven people today, and Duan Yu is the seventh ...... who died in his hands."

Shen Cheng's heart sank suddenly, if this Zhu Faqing wanted to complete the ten dwellings on them, then there was really no room to fight back. www.biquge.info With his personality, he will never do anything to abandon his friends and escape alone, and if it really comes to this point, he can only fight against the water.

The hands have been sweated unconsciously.

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The young man with the knife was slightly taller than the average person, with a square face and big ears, a dignified appearance, and extremely generous palms, and what was particularly striking was the knife in his hand, which was crystal clear, as if it was made of jasper.

On the side, Ding Jian lowered his voice and said: "This is the jasper knife, these two people are actually the children of the Duan family in Dali, this time, alas, ......"

Shen Cheng was secretly frightened, at this time, he also knew the identity of this young man with a knife, "the young man in the rivers and lakes has a thin spring shirt", isn't this person Duan Yu who went down to Jiangnan with a seven-star jasper knife in his hand?

Presumably, Duan Yu and Duan Yu walked the rivers and lakes together, because the whole people of Dali Kingdom believe in Buddhism, these two people naturally yearn for this Zen conference, so they also came to Putian this time, but they never thought that in a small tea shed, they could actually meet a peerless star like Zhu Faqing.

In the live broadcast room, Shen Cheng told the sailors the identity of the young man with a knife with his thoughts, and sighed: "It seems that this little brother Yu is also more auspicious." ”

Sailors feel that they can't be calm, when did the martial arts dramas they usually watch ever appear such a ferocious and vicious demon monk?

What's even more bizarre is that the protagonist's aura is of little use to this demon monk. No, Duan Yu, the son of a plane with monstrous luck, is also a corpse on the side, and he will not be blind to death.

"Destroy the three views, destroy the three views, I feel sorry for my Duan Shen, so I got the lunch."

"Woo woo, my male god!"

"The anchor feels that you can run away first, and the possibility of this monk doing something to you is very high."

"It really scared the baby to death."

"By the way, Brother Cheng, if you have a chance later, you can touch Duan Yu's corpse, he must still have the secrets of Ling Bo Weibu and the Northern Spiritual Skill."

"66666, upstairs is right!"

Zhu Faqing said: "Amitabha, the poor monk has always been to convince people with reason, and the small benefactor distorts the Buddha's principles, if the poor monk does not exceed him, he is afraid of going to hell in the future." And the little benefactor, you...... Shicai did it to the poor monks. ”

At this moment, under Zhu Faqing's fierce gaze, the young man Duan Yu was unconsciously a little frightened, tightened the jasper knife in his hand, took a step back, and exclaimed: "You, you dare to kill him......"

In the tone, there doesn't seem to be much confidence.

"Amitabha, will extinguish and stop life, manifest and extinguish with life, extinguish and not die, and say that life is not born. The poor monk just gave him liberation. Zhu Faqing said without a trace of fireworks.

As his words fell, a clear and audible poignant chanting sounded, and a pitch-black Arhat statue suddenly emerged from Duan Yu's corpse, glanced at them, nodded, and then submerged into Zhu Faqing's body.

Zhu Faqing exhaled a breath of white air, and his face became more and more peaceful.

This kind of unheard-of monstrous demonic skill seems to be able to extract other people's souls to strengthen themselves, and seeing such a strange situation, including Shen Cheng, everyone shuddered.

Zhu Faqing said slowly: "Have you ever seen that this little benefactor has attained great liberation, attained bliss, achieved the Arhat position, and helped poor monks to achieve the Ten Dwellings Mahayana. ”

After that, there was no movement, Zhu Faqing had already flown over without touching the ground, and another punch was blasted.

Shen Cheng saw a chill in his heart, even from the perspective of a bystander, he also felt that this move was unavoidable, and his countless fist shadows seemed to blast through the space, attacking in the sound of Sanskrit singing in the sky.

This move, "Zhiguan", is also the "Ten Stops of Tribulation" in the "Ten Dwelling Mahayana Gong", which can make the opponent hallucinate when punching, feel that the fist is full of heaven and earth, and has a sucking gravity, so that the enemy can not avoid it.

A look of surprise appeared on Duan Yu's face, and he suddenly raised the jasper long knife in his hand, his knife technique was also very amazing, the jasper long knife in his hand suddenly sounded a dragon groan, and a jasper green dragon with sharp horns shook its head and attacked towards Zhu Faqing's fist shadow.

Zhu Faqing praised: "Good knife technique! The shadow of the fist struck all over the sky, and in the fist, a dark Arhat phantom appeared, vaguely like Duan Yu. Shen Cheng was shocked when he saw it, only to hear a muffled sound that shook the sky, and this jasper green dragon had been shattered by this pitch-black Arhat statue.

At the moment when the jasper green dragon broke, the fist shadow had already hit Duan Yu's body. Duan Yu's light skills are also very good, at the moment when the fist shadow hit his body, his right foot was light, his body swirled up like a swimming dragon, and his body was also surrounded by green dragons, and he flashed out in an extremely chic and beautiful way.

Zhu Faqing laughed and shouted, "Come over to me!" ”

There seemed to be a great suction force between the fists, and in the sound of Sanskrit singing, Duan Yu couldn't help but be sucked straight by him, and couldn't help but be shocked, turned his eyes to Shen Cheng, and shouted: "Save me!" ”

His voice was extremely desperate, Shen Cheng couldn't help but feel compassion, clenched his right fist tightly, and finally didn't move.

Zhu Faqing proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a light smile: "Amitabha, why should the benefactor escape from great liberation? ”

The fist went straight to Duan Yu's chest, and the fist was slightly spitted.

The word "help" also became Duan Yu's last words, and the next moment, a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth, and he was stunned on the ground, but his heart was shattered by Zhu Faqing's fist.

"Eighth dwelling."

Zhu Faqing said in a low voice, and then, he turned his eyes to Shen Cheng, Ding Jian, and Lin Pingzhi, and put his palms together and said: "The poor monk is still two days away from the oath of ten residences, and I don't know which two donors are willing to give in the flesh and fulfill the poor monk." ”

As his footsteps got closer and closer, a pitch-black Arhat statue also appeared on Duan Yu's corpse, which quickly sank into Zhu Faqing's body.

The three of them took a step back together, and their hearts were all alarmed.

In Shen Cheng's live broadcast room, the sailors were almost scared to cry, and they sent barrages one after another.

"6666666, this monk is too violent......"

"I'm scared of the baby, I don't dare to look at it at all."

"I'll close the live broadcast room for five minutes first, and then we'll see if the anchor is dead after five minutes."

"Brother Cheng, are you stupid? Not running yet? ”

"In my judgment, the anchor has less than a 30% chance of successfully escaping."

Ding Jian shouted: "I'll drag him down, the two sons run away!" ”

He suddenly drew the long sword in his hand, and a long electric light flashed suddenly.

"You dare to do it with the poor monk?"

The corners of Zhu Faqing's mouth were slightly sunny, and he shouted: "Ninth residence!" ”

The golden monk's sleeves suddenly bulged, like two flying golden butterflies, and swept towards Ding Jian like lightning.

A pitch-black aura suddenly burst out from the bottom of the sleeve like a mountain of seas, and the power was very amazing.

only heard a crisp sound of "click", Ding Jian just flew up, and then flew out upside down, his neck bone showed a strange angle, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Uncle Jian!" Lin Pingzhi shouted sadly.