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After two attacks, the Son of Wuyun Heavenly Son has lost blood.

The Son of Wuyun didn't dare to fight, he touched the ground under his feet, and suddenly used his light skills to rush backwards, and at the same time, a large handful of pills were directly stuffed into his mouth.

The sweeping monk did not pursue at all, he was still very indifferent to sweep the floor in front of him.

It took five minutes for the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son to replenish his own blood volume, and then he used his light skills to rush towards the sweeping monk.

It's a terrible thing

The Son of Martial Arts roared angrily, his hands suddenly turned black, and a fishy smell permeated the entire hall.

Toxin attack

The snow-white eyebrows of the sweeping monk trembled slightly, and the yin poison of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son had already made the old monk who had collapsed in front of Taishan and his face did not change a little angry.

hum

With a cold snort, the sweeping monk suddenly flicked his sleeves out, and a violent internal force rushed out, instantly emptying the entire hall, and all the toxins just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The powerful impact force struck, and the Son of Martial Arts saw that the situation was not good, and his palms slammed out, and with the help of the power of the impact, his whole body swung backwards in a hurry.

boom

The Son of Wuyun hit the tower wall hard, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and before he could get close to the sweeping monk, he had already lost half of his blood.

"Toxin attack, it can be seen that your vicious person, donor, if you continue like this, you will fall into the eighteenth layer of hell." The sweeping monk looked at the martial arts emperor indifferently and said calmly.

The Son of Wuyun didn't pay attention to it, swallowed a few pills, replenished his blood volume, roared angrily, and rushed towards the sweeping monk again.

Mysterious pace, if Ye Cheng is here, the pace of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son actually has the appearance of fifty or sixty percent of a leisurely trip, in today's Martial God World, it is definitely the top light martial arts.

The sweeping monk watched the steps of the Son of Wuyun with great interest, standing motionless in place, as if thinking about something.

But the martial arts emperor who rushed to his side didn't care about those, a low roar sounded, and a turquoise flute appeared in his hand.

Woooooooooooo

The attack was fired, and the whistle sounded.

The sweeping monk didn't expect that the Son of Wuyun would have such a powerful attack, and without checking for a while, he actually passively entered a state of vertigo.

A series of attacks were as fast as lightning, and in the crackling sound, the Son of Martial Arts actually knocked out more than 50,000 blood of the sweeping monk, which shows the strength of its attack power.

Nearly half of his health was lost, and the sweeping monk was also angry.

"Amitabha, the donor is too deep, the poor monk has given it" The Buddha's horn sounded, and the Son of Wuyun instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he could perform light skills, the broom of the sweeping monk had already hit his chest

It's still the Dharma stick method, but it's very subtle, and it can't be avoided at all.

The acupoint was hit, and the Martial Fortune Emperor was forced to enter a hard straight state.

This time, the sweat of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son came out, and at this time he entered a state of hard stunning, where could he resist the attack of the sweeping monk?

Although he was already ready to die when he entered the Martial God Tower, but when it suddenly came, the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son was still afraid.

The sweeping monk showed no mercy at all, followed by a powerful blow, and the broom hit the top of the head of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son fiercely, and the violent internal force rushed in instantly.

screamed, Wu Yun Tianzi didn't even have a chance to react, so he was killed in an instant.

turned into a corpse, and the Son of Wu Yun had time to take a look at his progress in breaking through the level, sixty-three percent, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Hey

The sweeping monk was also strange at this time, although his blow was not the final lore, but the Son of Wuyun did not explode any equipment, which is very strange, and after being killed, the punishment of the Son of Wuyun was actually very light, but it emptied the current experience points, which was even more weird.

Even the well-informed sweeping monk couldn't figure it out at this time.

After releasing the corpse, the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son returned to the resurrection point, and after a few teleportations, he came to the Martial God Tower again.

Seeing the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son walking in from outside, everyone knew that he had been killed in the Martial God Tower

However, it has persisted for such a long time in the hands of the sweeping monk, and has reached sixty-three percent progress, which is enough to make everyone admire.

"Deep blue, it's okay, it's halfway through." The monk asked worriedly.

The rest of the people also looked at Ye Cheng anxiously, they would rather Ye Cheng admit defeat at this time and lose his reputation, rather than him being killed at level zero, although the probability was very small, but after all, it was a risk.

Ye Cheng's face was still very flat, he waved his hand, signaling that everyone did not need to be persuaded, and then walked into the Martial God Tower with light steps.

Fifteen minutes and twenty-three seconds, sixty-three percent of the progress, this is the progress of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son.

"Deep blue can't do it, this is a sweeping monk."

"Look at it, Deep Blue is low-key, and this time I have met a tough opponent."

"It's open, it's open, it's three minutes to kick it out, one to one, five minutes, one to five, eight minutes to eight, ten minutes to two points."

"Hey, the best equipment of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son may even have an artifact, otherwise he wouldn't be so confident, Deep Blue Xing? I'll bet him a minute."

As the leader of the Heavenly Fortune Gang, the strength of the Martial Fortune Heavenly Son is also in the hearts of every player, and now seeing that the Martial Luck Heavenly Son only lasted for fifteen minutes, everyone once again doubted Ye Cheng's ability.

Of course, Ye Cheng didn't know that most of the players outside didn't look good at him, and with light steps, Ye Cheng walked into the third floor of the Martial God Tower.

The sweeping monk was still busy with his own affairs, and he didn't even look at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng didn't pay attention to the sweeping monk, and walked straight towards the upward stairs.

"Upstairs is hell, don't go wrong." The sweeping monk finally spoke.

"Eighteen floors of hell, how many floors are there?"

"Eighteenth floor."

"Oh, it turns out that there are still nineteen layers in hell, master, you have done enough evil."

The sweeping monk's white eyebrows trembled, and he said a little angrily: "The little donor is so sharp-toothed.

"It's not good, it's not good, without the master's benefit, after I die, it's just a sixth-layer tongue-pulling hell, far worse than the old monk, oh, by the way, I'm going to go to the sixth layer now."

"Don't think about it." What an honest person the sweeping monk is, he has been in Shaolin Temple for decades, and what he can say is simply limited, but now he is ridiculed by Ye Cheng, and he is suddenly angry.

"Old monk, you deserve to enter the nineteenth layer of hell, you have committed a crime of hatred, and you can't be saved." Ye Cheng shook his head and said.

The sweeping monk was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly solemnly folded and recited the Buddha's name.

"Chanting Buddha can't atone for your sins, so you can honestly repent in this nineteenth layer of hell, master, I'll go where I should be." Ye Cheng smiled, turned around and continued to walk upstairs.

"The donor is fallacious, and if he is guilty of hatred, he will not send the old monk to the nineteenth layer of hell."

"One of the Buddhas sins into hell, and the second sin never lives, falling into the nineteenth layer of hell, anyway, that's what it means, is there a Buddhist scripture that says so?" Ye Cheng stopped knowingly, turned around and asked.

Ye Cheng didn't dare to really rush through the third floor, you must know that the most powerful thing about the sweeping monk is this lore blow, once he is hit, Ye Cheng will really be hit into level zero.

"The old monk only committed one precept." The sweeping monk's mouth is hard.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you commit the second precept." Ye Cheng grinned and suddenly took out a card from his backpack.

This is one of the most common white cards.

The sweeping monk looked at Ye Cheng calmly, not caring what means Ye Cheng would have, but soon he regretted it, really regretted it.

Ye Cheng's internal force was excited, and the card dispersed a burst of white light, releasing the characters inside.

Actually, it's the purple fragrance girl of Cuihualou.

"Amitabha, donor, you've gone too far." The sweeping monk didn't dare to look at the purple fragrance girl who showed half of her body, and hurriedly lowered her head and recited the Buddha's name.

"Quit sex, hehe, this is a friend of mine, but it's a pity that if you stop me, you can't quit." Ye Cheng laughed, rubbed the purple incense and walked upstairs.

"Hmph" The sweeping monk snorted coldly, his body moved, as if he was moving instantly, and he actually rushed directly to Ye Cheng's side.

Ye Cheng was unhurried, because the distance between the sweeping monk and the stairs was too far, and Ye Cheng was always paying attention to him, of course he had time to react.

Ye Cheng didn't fight back, not even defending, just flicked it lightly, and sent the purple fragrance girl to the direction of the sweeping monk's attack.

The "Amitabha" sweeping monk was really angry, but he had to withdraw his attacking palm.

Men and women don't kiss, and the old monk doesn't dare to touch the purple incense.

Ye Cheng laughed and pushed suddenly.

Zixiang didn't expect Ye Cheng to make a sudden move, and when she couldn't catch it off guard, she fell down the stairs screaming.

Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, as a Shaolin monk, it is impossible for a sweeping monk to see a girl fall from a building and die in front of him, but men and women do not kiss, as long as they reach out to be able to rescue Zixiang, but the sweeping monk does not dare to really do so.

There was no way, the sweeping monk roared, and the internal force of his whole body suddenly burst out, turning into an invisible net, slowly holding the purple fragrance.

The sweeping monk carefully put the purple incense on the ground, and then wiped the nervous sweat on his forehead, but at this time he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

With the help of this opportunity, Ye Cheng actually rushed into the fourth floor.

This means that Ye Cheng has passed the third layer of the Martial God Tower, and since then he can't even attack Ye Cheng if he wants to, this is the rule of the Martial God Tower.

The biggest headache for the sweeping monk was that Ye Cheng actually left the purple incense.

In the empty hall, an old monk and a beautiful girl, thinking about it made the sweeping monk have the urge to hit his head.

The old monk was furious, but it was lively outside.

In three minutes and twenty seconds, the third floor of the Martial God Tower was cleared, and all the players were crazy about it, what degree is this, what kind of strength is this?

"Deep Blue is mighty, Deep Blue NH, this degree, this strength, it's a big cut away from others."

"Damn, this is called a master, and the name of the first master is not so easy to obtain."

"Earned, earned, killed, killed, I knew that Deep Blue was low-key."

Not only these players, but also the monks and others were stupid at this time, stunned in place, looked at each other, and didn't believe this fact.

But the champion on the third floor of the Martial God Tower is the low-key name of Deep Blue.