At this moment of victory or defeat, Zhou Yi took a deep breath, expelled all the distracting emotions out of his mind, and his eyes flashed!

Fail?

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth raised slightly, and with his flexible wrist, he forcibly changed his moves in mid-air, and the long sword danced chaotically from the sky!

When Concubine Tear Ming saw Zhou Yi's hand, she couldn't help frowning, Cihang Sword Dictionary had the connotation of anticipating the enemy's opportunity and understanding the ordinary martial arts, but Zhou Yi's hand was really messy and unsightly.

But if Zhou Yi's sword is chaotic, it just rightly blocked its own attack route, and brought up a piece of light and shadow in the air, charming eyes!

With this doubt in Concubine Tears' heart, the sword move in her hand slowed down a little, and Zhou Yi took the opportunity to retreat violently, and got out of Concubine Tears's sword circle, which showed that she was standing empty, and she stabbed straight away with a sword!

It's just that the target of this sword is not Concubine Tears, but - the Thunder Zen Staff!

Concubine Ming's calm face finally flashed solemnly for the first time, as the heir of Cihang Jingzhai, how could he let Zhou Yi desecrate holy objects such as the Thunder Zen Staff, and hurriedly returned the sword to save it!

The Flying Wing Sword came across the sky with an indestructible sword aura, cutting off all of Zhou Yi's sword paths first!

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly brightened, and with a cunning gaze, Jiuxiao's true qi suddenly poured into the blue water sword in his hand, and then the next moment!

The blue water sword actually came out of his hand!

Zhou Yi held Xie Xiaofeng all over the world with a flying action, and threw the blue water sword in the air after defeat, wrapped in the true qi of the Nine Heavens and went straight to the Thunder Zen Staff.

Concubine Tearming's face suddenly showed a look of horror, and a bad premonition quickly grew infinitely in the heart of Fairy Cihang.

Zhou Yi's volley throwing is too unbelievable, unexpected, no matter how fast the flying wing sword in the hand of Concubine Tear Ming, it will definitely not be as fast as the blue water sword thrown in the air, could it be that the heirloom Dharma Protector Buddha Soldier Thunder Zen Staff will be destroyed in the hands of a thousand cups of drunkenness?

Concubine Tear Ming frowned beautifully, biting her moving lip slightly, and also learned Zhou Yi's technique to pour internal force into the Flying Wing Sword, "Whoosh! A volley was thrown in the air, hitting the side of the sword of the blue water sword, and finally solved the danger of the thunder chan staff!

It's just that before Concubine Tear could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhou Yi, who was like a ghost, had already attached himself to her side, and a "hidden needle" in Wudang Mian's palm hit the position of Concubine Tear's chest, and the pervasive Nine Heavens Spiral suddenly poured into Concubine Tear's body.

Hearing only a coquettish shout, the Cihang Fairy spit out a mouthful of blood, was struck out by Zhou Yi with a palm for several long years, and fell dying in the bronze hall.

Zhou Yi's heart flashed a trace of unbearability, but thinking of the situation at this moment, it was like burning his eyebrows, and there was no time to delay, so he flew up and picked up the Thunder Zen Staff, and was about to break out of the bronze hall!

An indescribable mysterious true qi entered through the palm of the hand.

Countless bizarre scenes flashed in front of Zhou Yi's eyes like fast-forward movie shots.

I couldn't help but gasp!

The king's mediocrity provoked God's damnation. The Buddha could not bear to see the lives of the living, and was willing to sacrifice his life to suffer on behalf of all sentient beings. The thunder god shot down with a spell-casting artifact, which penetrated through the top of the Buddha's head, but the psychic artifact was moved by the Buddha's compassion and turned into a miraculous Buddha soldier to dissipate the catastrophe. The Thunder Zen Staff distinguishes between right and wrong, achieves immeasurable merits, and becomes a Dharma protector and Buddhist soldier who eliminates disasters and solves difficulties, representing the compassion of the heart.

Then, bathed in the holy light, the solemn Buddha walked up, and his slender fingers quickly changed the gesture of immovable root seal.

The sound of "Buddha" seems to come from the eternal Buddha's mouth. Hearing only the sound of 'hum', Shakyamuni's body radiated golden light, and the seal in his hand slapped towards Zhou Yi.

Under this palm, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. In the desert, the yellow sand burst, the golden light flashed, and Zhou Yi saw a golden palm flying towards him. The big golden palm is crystal clear, but the palm prints on it are clearly visible.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player for not getting drunk for a thousand cups and comprehending the third style of the Buddha's Movement of Mountains and Rivers' (incomplete)! ”

Zhou Yi, who was frightened by this palm, suddenly fell from the stone platform where the thunder Zen staff was enshrined, and then he realized that all this was just an illusion brought by the thunder Zen staff, and he hurriedly recited the ice heart trick in his heart to expel all distracting thoughts out of his mind, lifted the Zen staff behind his back, and just wanted to go out!

Just listen to "Smack!" Zhou Yi hurriedly flew up, supported Gongzi Xiaoyan, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?" What's the situation? ”

Gongzi Xiaoyan got up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said: "There is a Shaolin bald donkey, it is very tight, and he has practiced thirty Shaolin seventy-two stunts, I can't beat him at all!" ”

"Amitabha!" Before the child's words fell, Shikong slowly walked into the bronze hall and said: "The little monk Shaolin Temple is empty, and he is responsible for protecting the treasure. ”

Zhou Yi hurriedly flew back, picked up the Tearful Concubine on the ground and held it in his hand, and laughed violently: "Whoever dares to take half a step forward, I will kill the Tearful Concubine."

Shikong faced a look of surprise, on martial arts and tears, Concubine Ming was never under him, she was defeated by Zhou Yi, it was really surprising, and then he said in a low voice: "Donor, don't be excited, what do you want?" ”

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, he looked at the thousands of monks outside the hall, and said sharply: "Let us go, when we reach a safe place, we will naturally return Concubine Ming!" ”

"You"

"Release!" Suddenly there was a shout outside the hall, and a monk with a solemn appearance and a handsome appearance slowly walked into the bronze hall, and the monks next to him retreated on both sides and respectfully made way for the monk.

Shikong turned to look at the monk, with a slightly surprised look on his face, folded his hands, and bowed: "Little monk, I've seen the monk king!" ”

Zhou Yi and Gongzi Xiaoyan looked at each other, and they didn't expect that the seriously injured monk Fa Ming also came.

Fa Ming said: "God has the virtue of a good life, and the poor monk can let a few donors leave, but please also ask the donor to raise his noble hand and let go of the tear fairy, how about it?" ”

As soon as he heard Fa Ming's words, Shi Kong beside him suddenly became anxious, and shouted: "Monk King" But before the words came out, Fa Ming stretched out his hand to stop him.

"All the treasures of the gods, there are gods and Buddhas in the underworld, it is not decided by mortals, if the donor wants to seize this treasure, it is only the will of heaven!"

Zhou Yi hurriedly took a half step forward with Concubine Ming, her face was hideous, and she shouted: "Then you still don't let these stinky monks get out of the way quickly?!" ”

Hearing this, Fa Ming waved his hand lightly, and immediately a spacious road was immediately made way in front of the bronze hall.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi hurriedly removed the Thunder Zen Staff on his back, stuffed it into Gongzi Xiaoyan's hand, and whispered: "You go first with the Thunder Zen Staff, and I will catch Concubine Tears and break it for you!" ”

Gongzi Xiaoyan nodded with a smile, took the thunder staff, flew away like a black cloud electrocution, crossed the top of another main hall, and threw the monks surrounding the bronze hall across the sky and in the direction of the backyard.

"Whoosh! Syllable! ”

As soon as the child's small banquet came out of the hall, a gorgeous red firework suddenly bloomed in the upper room of the Jingnian Zen Temple, rendering a colorful canopy!