Resentful eyes.

The feeling of falling on his body was like a knife cut, which made Yue Yuan's heart tremble for a while.

Advance.

In the white mist, Yue Yuan hugged the woman in a Taoist robe in his arms, but he only felt that his lips hurt, and the other party bit his lip tightly, and suddenly a smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

"Huh!"

"Hehe......"

Laugh!

It's a wry smile!

It's also a kind of helpless laughter!

There was a pain on his body, and the sword technique that had been unleashed seemed to have suffered a great backlash at this moment, not only that, but together with the surroundings, Yue Yuan could feel a stream of eyes like knives stopping on his body.

Some are cold-eyed.

Some are gentle.

There are also mockery.

There is even more helplessness.

Meantime.

Yue Yuan only felt a pain in his chest, and the person was carried backwards by a force.

And at this moment, the person in front of him also slowly dissipated and turned into a white mist again.

The swordsmanship that came out of it was also completely abolished at this moment. It's not broken by people, but broken by itself. This sword, Yue Yuan found out for the first time that he couldn't control this sword, and before he reached the top, he collapsed himself. In other words, it was rejected and resisted.

It's like Yan Thirteen's fifteenth sword against himself.

A cold wind blows.

The white mist that rolled over the entire Shaomu Mountain gradually dissipated in the cold wind, revealing the truth hidden in the white mist.

Moans echoed in my ears.

Look around.

What I saw was the mess everywhere, and the centipede scorpions that kept crawling on the ground, making a rustling sound, and these poisons were crawling over the bodies of those monks, leaving behind a black place. The monks who were seriously injured themselves could not survive if they were added with poison.

And that's not all.

Looking around, those heroes of the rivers and lakes are also down.

Some people are smiling and enjoying themselves. But he died there in such a daze, and at a glance at Yue Yuan, he knew that this was the appearance of dying under the Heavenly Demon Skill Illusion. More of them fell to the ground in horror, not daring to make a sound.

Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, and Duan Yanqing were also shocked.

His gaze hurriedly swept around, and his face looked like a ghost. It was obviously just an illusion, like a dream-like scene, but seeing the tragic situation around them, several people found that this was not an illusion...... In their minds, thinking of the simple and kind eyes, and the little nun who was too beautiful to speak, several people exhaled almost at the same time in their hearts.

Fortunately......

Fortunately, it is a woman from Buddhism.

It's just that the only thing that makes a few people wonder is. Isn't Yue Yuan destroying Shaolin? Why...... Will there be a person from the Buddha in this move?

Equally.

Wang Yuyan, Abi, Bao Wei and others were also shocked.

This sword has exceeded the imagination of all of them.

For the first time.

They found that there was such a strange swordsmanship in this world? Is this really something that people can do?

Is it a real person or a simple swordsmanship?

Or maybe his sword has a life of its own......

Side.

The foreheads of the four brothers of Zhuge Xiaohua were all covered with cold sweat, and almost at the moment when the white mist gradually dissipated and the person distorted and disappeared from in front of them, they put the heart that had been raised in their throats back to its original place.

Just now, they almost decided that they were afraid that they would not be able to escape.

It's just that this move is not the sword technique of the human world seems to have been affected in some way, and it is broken at the peak, which makes the four of them breathe a sigh of relief.

Gradually. The white fog finally cleared.

Let people see the scene in the field thoroughly.

I don't know when, the little girl who should be protected by Mei Lan Zhuju and the four of them in the center appeared beside Yue Yuan, holding a silver needle in her little hand, and she was blinking her big eyes at this moment and looked very confused. Didn't understand what was going on.

And behind Yue Yuan, the concubine Xuan who was holding the imitation long sword of Yue Que covered her hair in front of her eyes and blocked her cheeks, but the long sword in her hand pierced into the abdomen of an old monk.

at the side.

Dugu Feng, who was holding the crape myrtle soft sword, was stunned at the moment, and there was a confused illusion.

Stand in front of her. It was the former leader of the beggar gang - Qiao Feng.

No!

To be exact, people are now called Xiao Feng!

The sound of the dragon's groan that resounded in the white mist just now was the sound produced by Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of descending dragon with all his strength.

At this moment.

Blood flowed from the corners of Xiao Feng's mouth. The shoulder is being pierced by the crape myrtle soft sword.

What's going on?

In astonishment, the jade hand let go of the hilt of the sword, and Dugu Feng staggered back, his face full of surprise and confusion. His eyes fell on Xiao Feng's stern face, Dugu Feng looked at it for a long time, then withdrew his gaze, and looked at his hand, only to see that it was stained with a lot of blood, and a smell of blood permeated.

Equally.

Also confused is Concubine Xuan.

She also didn't understand what was going on? Shouldn't it be Yue Yuan who just fought? Why......

The two of them turned back almost at the same time and looked at Yue Yuan, who was standing in the middle.

What I saw was Yue Yuan, who was looking up at the sky, and there was an obvious tooth mark on his lower lip, which bit through the skin, and the blood was flowing, forming a red mark. And the Xuantie Giant Sword didn't know when it was inserted by Yue Yuan.

Flying Immortals ......

muttered a sentence in their mouths, Dugu Feng and Concubine Xuan sighed in their hearts at the same time, just afraid...... I'm afraid that the two of them are too superficial in their analysis of this sword. Because just now, the two girls could clearly feel that strange feeling.

It's like......

They themselves seem to have become the flying immortals in their dreams. They became Yue Yuan's swords.

What's going on here?

Not to mention how contradictory and confusing the mentality of the two girls is at the moment, but this is not the case with Xiao Feng and the sweeping monk who came out.

The two of them looked extremely solemn and looked at the one in front of them.

It's just that in a short period of time, the entire Shaomuro Mountain has become like this, which is shocking and angry at the same time.

Holding the shoulder of the soft sword with his right hand, he pulled out the soft sword inserted in the shoulder, and in the blood flowing, Xiao Feng's face remained unchanged, and he was not moved by the injuries on his body at all. After the soft sword was pulled out, Xiao Feng held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and then threw the soft sword to Dugu Feng.

In the fight just now, he also saw that Dugufeng's demeanor was extremely wrong.

It's like sleepwalking, falling into a kind of control.

And the culprit is only afraid that Yue Yuan, who was standing in the middle of the field, looked up at the sky and lost his mind.

Thundered......

At this moment, an earth-shattering sound was heard, and a cloud of smoke and dust was splashed.

In the eyes of the remaining heroes, I saw that at this moment, the wall of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple continued to make a cracking sound, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. Countless clouds of dust splattered in all directions, and then the entire wall, along with many of the houses inside, cracked and collapsed.

In an instant, the mountain gate and walls of the Shaolin Temple were completely gone.

Although he did not officially enter the temple gate of Shaolin Temple, he also became a non-existent zài at this moment.

This turned out to be just the power that remained after the sword shattered.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk pulled out the sword on his body, and when he saw this, his face was still kind, but he clasped his hands together and said the Buddha name compassionately.

But Xiao Feng's gaze swept over the mess everywhere. Many disciples of the Beggar Gang were seriously injured in this sword, although there were no dead or wounded, but they were still severely injured under this sword, and the Shaolin Temple was even worse. The corpse of a monk who left a place behind.

The house has just collapsed, and I am afraid that it will crush a lot of monks.

For the first time.

The Shaolin monks were beaten out of courage by life, and seeing Yue Yuan's figure was like seeing the Buddha of Buddhism - Bo Xun. The remaining monks are all retreating. are all afraid.

It's amazing why there are such powerful demons in this world!

in the corner.

The ugly little monk Xuzhu, who was not affected, held the corpses of his parents and looked at him blankly, he was already completely frightened by the scene in front of him.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"How so?"

Squatted down and checked the injuries of the beggar disciples. After inspecting the corpse of the Shaolin disciple lying on the ground, Xiao Feng's face became more and more angry, and finally when his eyes fell on the bodies of those heroes who had also been killed and injured, this anger finally reached its peak.

This is the most tragic moment in the Central Plains martial arts.

It was also an extremely miserable moment for the Great Song Dynasty.

The loss of martial arts will have a great impact on the situation in the next one or two decades.

Even if Xiao Feng's background is from Da Liao, but it was the Great Song Dynasty who raised him, even if he was not shared because of his parents' hatred, but at the root, Xiao Feng still did not hate Abbot Xuanci, but was angry with Murong Bo's approach, at this moment, he could feel a complete grief in his heart.

did not die at the hands of the enemy, but died at the hands of the Central Plains themselves.

In the end, this desolate grief completely turned into a long howl to the sky.

"Ahh

"Yue Yuan!"

"You, indiscriminately killing innocents, the crime is unforgivable!"

The voice was poignant, as fierce as thunder, and with a roar of grief and indignation, Xiao Feng made a move.

Raise your hand.

It is the eighteen palms of the dragon descending without reservation and without scruples. Even if his body was still very tired after the battle, even if the person in front of him was cruel and unreasonable, he Xiao Feng did not retreat in the slightest.

Heroic boys, he thinks he is indomitable.

In my mind, I remembered that I met on the riverside and said that if I had the opportunity, I would definitely have a big bowl of wine and a big piece of meat, but where did I think of it...... The final ending of the two is the current situation.

Yue Yuan sighed.

In such a scene, an admirable hero, a person who is regarded as a friend and brother, has finally become his enemy.

The palm force drove the airflow, and the dragon's groan resounded all around again, and the most fierce palm technique in the world burst out.

The target was Yue Yuan, who was standing silently in the field.

At this moment, in Xiao Feng's eyes, it was not a person standing there, but a ferocious demon dragon.

Descending the Dragon?

Descend the Dragon!

The one who is going to descend is the most ferocious demon dragon in the world in front of him......

PS: First of all, I wish you all a happy New Year's Day in advance! Well, I'm not going to hibernate from tomorrow.,Speaking of it as a New Year's Day gift.,Xiao Si is going to come to a chapter in the middle of the chapter.,As a New Year's Day gift.。

Who's in the way you want to look?

Say it! (To be continued......)