They reversed positions with Ouyang Tai, and they became enlightened. At this time it fell into a village

There are several incomparably huge beasts outside the village, ordinary chickens, ducks, dogs and cats are so frightened that they cower and dare not make a sound, and the nine-colored spirit deer is as agile as an elf, dancing on the clouds.

"Kill!" Tietoutuo was very violent, raising the huge slap cover of the grinding plate and pressing over, the few strange beasts immediately noticed the danger, and a unicorn tiger twisted his waist and shook his tail, and launched an energy beam.

But it was shattered by Tietoutuo's palm, and then the palm exploded, except for the nine-colored spirit deer, the rest of the beasts turned into meat paste.

"Who killed my mount!" In an instant, a bright light broke out in the village, and several young strong men stepped out, furious and mighty, and after seeing Zhang Fan and others, they immediately launched a powerful offensive.

A young man in gold clothes, with angry hair, opened his mouth and spit out a magic sword, the sword was three feet long, the color was pale cyan, and the blood-red sword spike swung in the wind, as if it was a green dragon swinging its tail and rushing up.

Tietoutuo shouted, his whole body suddenly swelled, as if he was angry and reprimanded King Kong full of terrible evil spirits, one step forward shook the heavens and the earth, the huge slap roared to the sky, instantly grabbed the magic sword that shot from the mouth, and twisted his hands into a pile of scrap iron: "Where is Zhao Yue?"

The golden-clothed young man's body shook as if it was overpowered, although this was just a sacrificial magic weapon, but there was always a wisp of his mind on it, it was broken by someone, and he was hit by some backlash, he wiped the blood stains from his mouth, and put on a cold smile: "They are gone!"

Zhang Fan frowned, he was fooled! This is a trap.

Sure enough, more than ten pillars of strong light were splashed out of the mountains and forests, each column of strong light belonged to a young strong man, Zhao Yue was so bold that he actually used a nine-colored spirit deer as bait. He held the Fang Tian painting halberd in one hand and drew a circle in front of him: "For a woman, as for it?"

"Princess Zhao Yue, it is the bright moon in the world, how can I let you wait to get involved!"

"It's useless to talk too much, kill!" Tietoutuo's shawl was scattered, like a Buddha and a demon, and he took the lead in rushing to kill. He is different from Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan has an indomitable and invincible will, while Tietoutuo enjoys fighting and killing, and is the purest combat maniac.

Not to be outdone, Zhang Fan drew a square sky: "I'll block the people behind!"

"Arrogance!" The more than ten strong men who appeared were all gloomy, they used to live in the same place, they were all the most powerful young masters in the local area, and they had never been so despised in their lives. However, Zhang Fan really has this strength, the thousand-pound fierce soldier dances, it is like a mountain peak dancing in the sky, just the air wave blowing out is difficult to resist, he goes forward and doesn't know what to dodge, and slashes down with a vicious blow.

Smack!

The earth cracked layer by layer, splashing dozens of invigorating waves, and several people were hit, vomiting blood and falling into the dust on the spot.

The little kid grabbed the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes tightly and shouted excitedly: "Kill, kill, kill him, kill him upside down, kill him in a sea of blood!"

Recalling the eventful years of the past, the little boy ancestor was deeply trapped in the years of memory, and at this time it seemed that he was dominant, provoking the blood and blood to roll and fight.

Zhang Fan was like a powerful ghost in the gray smoke, strange and unpredictable, but terrifying. The murderous more than a dozen young powerhouses fell into passivity and could only struggle to hold out the defense.

Tietoutuo glanced at this side, cheered, and then exhaled the demonic qi: "Eight-armed Shura!"

After a fierce battle with Zhang Fan, he had mastered this magical power, and when the demonic qi rolled, he raised his head and let out a shocking roar: "Ang.."

"Stop him from converging his demonic energy!" said one.

Ten rays of brilliant light blasted up, wanting to destroy the demonic qi. When Tietoutuo transformed, his consciousness was a little scattered, and he stood in place and took this blow hard, his body trembled, and the demonic qi was almost really scattered, but when the brilliance passed, the dissipated demonic qi was completed in an instant, and an eight-armed Shura as high as three feet raised his head between heaven and earth, holding eight magic weapons with eight arms behind his back.

"The Six Paths of Buddhism... Asura...," a young man's lips turned white, "That's the legendary Buddhist protector who dominates killing." Anyone who is disrespectful to the Dharma will not be killed, and anyone who insults the Buddha will not exist... What kind of monster are we fighting against.."

The demonic wind swept and the clear sky instantly became gloomy, and the mortals in the village knelt on the ground and verbally forgave them as if they had seen the god of destruction.

The eight-armed Shura's golden eyes were extremely indifferent, and the soulless Dharma Protector Spear suddenly stabbed out, and in an instant, hundreds of spear flowers twisted gracefully, and the nearest young powerhouse was strangled into mud.

"Retreat!" the rest of the people retreated frantically, facing this terrible demon god, they did not dare to fight, and retreated all the way to the village. The eight-armed Shura chased after him, but stopped outside the village, and the vicious eight-armed Shura was unwilling to hurt mortals, and the iron-headed Tuo urn said angrily: "Come out and fight!"

The panicked group of people calmed down, and one of them said, "Although Asura is an evil god, he will never harm mortals!

"Good!"

A few people used their magical powers to detain all the mortals in front of them, and those poor mortals were powerless to resist, kneeling on the ground and sifting through chaff, and even more frightened and incontinent.

A seven or eight-year-old girl cried: "I'm afraid. Mother, I'm afraid!"

An old man trembled and said, "A few little immortals, let us go!"

Several people were so high that they couldn't hear the humble language of mortals, and they used these people as shields to launch the strongest attack, and for a time the thunder and lightning collapsed the mountain, and the fire burned into the sky. All but where they were turned to powder, and the mortals who had gone into hiding were reduced to ashes.

"No.." The eight-armed Shura roared, "You sinners. Disrespect for living beings, disrespect for life. When the town of Hell cannot be reincarnated forever!"

Eight arms came out together, resisting the attack of the monks, and at the same time constantly excavating the mortals who were still alive in the ruins, and escorting the mortals to the side in the face of the fierce wind and rain.

A young man sneered, "The monk actually cares if these ants live or die... It's ridiculous!" As he spoke, he grabbed a young girl with a disgraced face, "You want to be a hero, I will fulfill you!"

With all her strength, she threw the girl out, and the woman let out a scream of pain in midair. The eight-armed Shura hurriedly raised his hand to pick it up, but the moment the girl was approaching, a sharp sword aura shattered her incomparably delicate body, and went straight through one of the arms of the eight-armed Shura.

"No.." The eight-armed Shura's arm was almost broken, and the demonic blood was spilled, but he was annoyed that he didn't save this poor mortal, and his golden eyes turned black, "You all have to die!"

The young man sneered: "It works, a few more times!"

"Isn't it right?"

"Do you want to be killed by that thing?" the wicked young man was so hideous that no one else dared to speak.

In an instant, three more mortals were thrown out in three directions. The three-foot-tall eight-armed Shura hurriedly picked it up, but what was waiting for him was still three swords that could penetrate everything.

The eight-armed Shura is the iron head, and all losses are lost. At this time, the Iron Head Tuo contained the eight-armed Shura, and his body had been stained with blood, and his crazy eyes were full of hatred and pain. He, like his father, was not allowed by Buddhism, although he killed countless demons. However, they are still Buddhist disciples, and they have the responsibility to protect everything in the world.

He will not be compassionate, but will only wash away hatred with blood.

The young man who did evil lifted the little girl who had been crying high, at this moment, although he was bathed in golden light like a god, but his essence was a real demon. Monks and monks, cultivate the mind and body, but unfortunately the people's hearts are not ancient, and the cultivators who cultivate immortals have long since lost their hearts to fraternity, everything is for selfish desires and for domination!

The little girl's voice was hoarse, and she watched in horror as she was thrown out, and a strange power grew within her.

"I want to become a Buddha, kill all the evil people in the world, and fill the hell!" the eight-armed Shura cried blood. All the arms are stretched out to the little girl like flowers, only one step away... It's just one step away from receiving it.

The little girl's body had already begun to bloom in mid-air, and it would explode at any moment. This will be a fatal blow, and even if the eight-armed Shura is extremely powerful, it will also be dealt a heavy blow.

Suddenly, a person stepped on the eight-armed Shura's outstretched arm, and a big hand steadily caught the falling little girl, and then countless strange rays flashed from the person's hand, like a small snake into the little girl's body.

"Solve the immortal hand.." The person who came was dressed in white, with a demeanor like a fairy, and ran the immortal hand to dissolve the sharp force in the little girl's body, "Brother Tietou, rest!

Zhang Fan is here. And his battle is still in full swing. Zhang Fan was in full swing, and found that Tietoutuo was in danger, so he sacrificed his Dharma body in a hurry.

He obtained the out-of-body incarnation refining law decision in Jiangling Town, in fact, he had already raised a good law body, which was used as a hole card. Today, he is alive for the sake of the Iron Head.

Shout!

The sky was torn, and Fang Tian's halberd was thrown out by Zhang Fan. He is immortal, and his fists are weapons. This murderous soldier gave the Dharma Body.

The Dharma Body steadily caught Fang Tian's halberd, and his confidence burned.