Calling it out, coming back to his senses, the two pairs of eyes shot out a light of hatred and shouted, and the sword was like a rainbow, slashing directly towards Linghu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong looked at the hideous faces of the two black-clothed monks who came to him, but he let out a sneer of disdain in his heart, just now even the five people formed the Vajra Demon Suppression Array were broken by himself under the guidance of the senior brother, and now there are only these two left, what is he afraid of.

The long sword instantly turned into a cold light and greeted the two of them.

"When!when!when!"

As the swords intersected, Linghu Chong's long sword was suddenly sheng, and the sword light flashed, like a flying immortal outside the sky, and he flew up in an instant, and the sword flashed in the air, turning into two silver lights and disappearing.

Broken knife type

The long sword was like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed past the two of them.

The two black-clothed monks felt a flower in front of them, and with the flash of the sword light, the whole person was suddenly stunned, and they all looked at Ling Hu Chong who was falling in front of them with their eyes wide open, and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye and died.

"Amitabha! Linghu is really vicious!"

Seeing the three junior disciples fall to the ground and die one after another in a blink of an eye, the Qingxiu monk couldn't help but shout the Buddha's horn anymore, and he couldn't help but feel guilty that he couldn't save it.

Ling Hu Chong smiled faintly, and said with a cold light in his eyes: "What the master said is so unreasonable, can it be that only a few masters can do it to me, but I can't fight back?"

After several teachings of the night wind and his own encounters, Ling Hu Chong is no longer as naïve as he was at the beginning, and has a new insight into the view of good and evil, as the senior brother said, what is good for me is good, and what I hate is evil, except for Huashan and relatives who cannot be abandoned, anyone who stands in the way of his future is an enemy.

"Amitabha, it seems that the Linghu donor has fallen into the devil, although the little monk asked himself if he was not the opponent of the Linghu donor, but even if the little monk fought hard today, he would take down the Linghu donor. ”

As he spoke, the figure suddenly made a crackling sound, and I saw that the momentum on the Qingxiu monk's body changed dramatically in an instant, from the peak of the early stage of the peak to the peak of the late stage of the peak, and instantly soared to two small realms.

Ling Hu Chong's expression changed suddenly, and just as he was shocked in his heart, the voice of the night wind sounded in his ears: "Be careful, this is the Vajra Transformation of the King Kong Temple, which is to consume your own potential in exchange for the improvement of the realm, and the only drawback is that it cannot be held for a long time." ”

Hearing the words of the senior brother, Ling Hu Chong's mind was relieved for a moment, since he already knew the defects of this exercise, then Ling Hu Chong also had a strategy against the enemy.

Thinking about it, Ling Hu Chong had already turned into a shadow, accompanied by a sharp sword qi that instantly shot to the chest of the beautiful monk.

At this time, the momentum of the Qingxiu monk has calmed down, feeling the strong power and full internal force in the body, and the confidence in defeating Ling Hu Chong has greatly increased, although he has to use the secret skills of the King Kong Temple, but as long as he can take Ling Hu Chong, then the sacrifice of several junior disciples is worth it.

Seeing Ling Hu Chong rushing over in an instant, he had already secretly concentrated his energy, Ling Hu Chong's speed was extremely fast, which surprised him, but it was not enough to resist, at the moment his left palm flipped over, towards Ling Hu Chong's sword wound, but his right palm was directly hit Ling Hu Chong's waist, his palms seemed to be fluttering and soft, but in fact he was extremely masculine and fierce.

Seeing this palm attack, Ling Hu Chong's feet turned, leaving a phantom on the spot, and the whole person had already dodged sideways, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand shook, and a sword wind shot directly towards the right rib of the beautiful monk.

The figure of the beautiful monk stood still, and his palms changed in an instant, and immediately his palms turned into countless palm shadows, scattering Ling Hu Chong's sword qi, and instead, his body moved forward, and the palm shadows were like a tide towards Ling Hu Chong.

"This is the Vajra Phantom of Kongo Temple, and it is really powerful. The night breeze on the roof looked at the martial arts of the beautiful monks, and said with a slight surprise in his heart, you must know that at the beginning when the night wind broke into the King Kong Temple, he thought it was Shaolin's thousand hands such as the palm, but later learned from the treasures of the King Kong Temple that this was the King Kong Phantom of the King Kong Temple, and the Shaolin Thousand Hands such as the palm and called the two top palms of the Buddhists, which are stronger than the Prajna Palm and the Mighty King Kong Palm.

At the same time that the night wind was surprised by the power of the Vajra Phantom Palm Technique, Ling Hu Chong's body was spinning, dodging the layers of palm shadows of the delicate monks, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand also turned into Dao Dao stars and stabbed out towards his surroundings one after another.

Linghu Chong's figure is uncertain, the delicate monk is as steady as Mount Tai, and the energy that continues to burst between the two disperses towards the surroundings. The two black-clothed monks, who were already seriously injured, couldn't dodge for a while, and were swept away by the strong wind of the two, and they flew upside down, thinking about falling backwards.

He fell heavily to the ground a few feet away, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

At this time, the two of them had no intention of caring about him, and they continued to fight with all their might, but the night wind was bright, and the two finger winds instantly snapped their fingers, and quietly and silently directly pointed at the death hole of the two black-clothed monks, and the two black-clothed monks suddenly trembled slightly, and there was no sound.

After the two of them were killed, the night wind secretly laughed, looked at Ling Hu Chong and the two, only to see that the Qingxiu monk's body suddenly changed at this time, his body shape became as light as fluttering, and the palm technique changed endlessly, and the palm shadow instantly changed from sixteen palms to thirty-two palms, and the more he went back, the palm shadow became more and more, one palm shadow has not dispersed, and the other palm shadow was born again, for a while, Ling Hu Chong was tightly pressed downwind.

Of course, Ling Hu Chong knew that if the Qingxiu monk was really at the peak of the late stage, he would definitely die or die if he continued to fight hard like this, but since he already knew his hole cards, Ling Hu Chong was of course not afraid, and he was confident that even if he fought hard, he could drag it out until the end of the transformation of the Qingxiu monk, but since there was a way to save effort, he would not be so stupid to fight hard.

Carrying up Ling Bo's slight steps, the figure quickly flashed back and forth in the palm of the Qingxiu monk, and immediately dodged to avoid when encountering an attack, and at the same time in order to increase the consumption of the Qingxiu monk, the long sword in his hand continued to attack, as fast as a shock, endlessly.

Perhaps in the eyes of uninformed outsiders, the form of the battle between the two has become clear, but in the eyes of the night wind, it is clear that although Ling Hu Chong seems to be at a disadvantage, it is not hindered by his own life, and his purpose in doing this is just to consume time to delay the end of the time of the Qingxiu monk Vajra, so on the one hand, he constantly dodges the attack of the Qingxiu monk with the advantage of light skills, and on the other hand, he uses the threat of swordsmanship to consume the time of the Qingxiu monk's transformation.

In fact, in the eyes of Ye Feng, although Ling Hu Chong's method is a bit stupid, it is not a good way, and the best way should be to directly break his internal force in a breath-breaking style, but Ling Hu Chong is still a little shallow in the battle experience of the rivers and lakes after all, so although Ye Feng has some complaints in his heart, he is still quite satisfied with Ling Hu Chong's adaptability.

Seeing that Ling Hu Chong seemed to be at a disadvantage under his own palm, the Qingxiu monk knew in his heart that this was the reason why Ling Hu Chong was unwilling to fight with him, and he could feel from Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship that his internal force consumption was not large, and it was not even as fast as his own consumption, after all, the King Kong Phantom Palm of King Kong Temple needed strong internal force to exert its power.

And the Vajra Phantom Palm he cast couldn't even touch the edge of Ling Hu Chong, but Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship threatened his vital point all the time, and it all relied on the Vajra Phantom Palm to support, if he continued like this, I am afraid that his internal strength would be exhausted one step ahead of him, after all, his current internal force was also obtained by relying on the King Kong Transformation Secret Technique, and he couldn't withstand the long-term consumption.

Although he clearly knew Ling Hu Chong's purpose, he still didn't have any way, after all, the body method was indeed a shortcoming for the King Kong Temple.

As time gradually passed, although the rules between the attack and defense of the Qingxiu monk were not scattered, the momentum on his body slowly began to fall, and his face suddenly became pale.

The two people in the field have fought hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, and Linghu Chong's swordsmanship has also begun to slow down, after all, there is a confrontation of the King Kong Demon Formation before, and the consumption is not small, at this time, after the battle with the Qingxiu monk, although it has been mainly dodging, supplemented by attack, but the consumption of internal force is still not light, even if it is supplemented by Ling Bo Weibu, it is also a huge consumption.

With the long battle between the two, Ling Hu Chong has seen the path of the Qingxiu monk clearly, although the palm is infinitely powerful, but after all, it needs strong internal force as support, he believes that the consumption of the Qingxiu monk is much greater than him, sure enough, watching the face of the Qingxiu monk begin to change, he knows that his opportunity is coming.

Feeling that the momentum of the beautiful monk had slowly slipped, Hu Chong's heart was overjoyed, and he was unwilling to delay any longer, thinking, suddenly the internal force suddenly increased, the sword light was instantly sheng, and the long sword was horizontal, stabbing out from an unexpected angle in an instant.

Bursting

The sword came out like light, instantly penetrating the heavy palm shadows, and stabbed directly at the dantian of the beautiful monk.

The Qingxiu monk immediately rushed to the pressure to increase, watching Ling Hu Chong's sword stab out, his heart was shocked for a moment, and he couldn't help but use the last internal force to urge the King Kong phantom to the limit, and for a while, the palm shadows were one after another, thinking about the sword to block out.

It's a pity that his internal force has been exhausted, although the power of the palm is still the same, but the palm shadow has not changed much, watching the long sword instantly pass through the heavy palm shadow, directly as fast as lightning stabbed at his dantian, in an instant, he felt the dantian cold, the palm shadow suddenly discharged, and the internal force in the dantian instantly dissipated.

"No!"

The Qingxiu monk couldn't help but let out a panicked scream, but unfortunately it was imprinted directly on his chest by an oncoming palm, and with a "click" sound, the whole thing flew out upside down as if it was hit by gravity.

"Bump!"

With a heavy sound of falling to the ground, he fell heavily three feet away, spurting blood from his mouth, and slowly emptied with the internal force in the dantian, his young and delicate face suddenly became wrinkled, and the muscles and bones of his body began to shrink with the change of his face, and he instantly changed from a beautiful monk to a skinny old monk.

Ling Hu Chong looked at the changes caused by his own hands, and was suddenly startled, and slowly walked in front of the old monk, watching the monk who was still young and handsome just now become like this in a blink of an eye, and his heart suddenly felt a little unbearable.

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