Wuhua never expected such a shot, and was caught off guard, and was directly hit by this punch, and his face was deformed, and his body was like a shrimp, bent down.

Swish!

In the next second, a pig-killing knife fell in the air!

Wuhua's face changed greatly, but fortunately, he reacted very quickly, stepped on the ground with both legs, and the whole person acted perversely, and he could avoid this knife.

However, the knife missed, but the knife wind blew his shoulder skin open, and the blood flowed.

The heart of no flower sinks straight down.

Although the opponent's punch is full of strength, it may not be so easy to seriously injure himself, what really makes him jealous is this pig-killing knife.

Immersed in the Bodhi Temple for several years, even if the flower is no longer "oil and salt do not enter", how much also understand some Buddhist physiognomy, only from the original appearance of the pig killing knife, you can sense the murderous aura contained in it, it is simply terrifying.

This is a pig-killing knife, it is clearly a fairy knife!

Ding Mian pulled out the pig-killing knife embedded in the floor, slowly walked to the second daughter, and looked at Wuhua coldly.

"Master ......"

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Xia Xue burst into tears, scared, moved, and joyful.

Chen Zhiyu was surprised.

How can you say that this female star dares to love him or is she an acquaintance?

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late." Ding Mian didn't look back, and said with a smile, "Just now there was an enchantment outside, and I didn't know how to break it, I walked for a long time like a ghost hitting a wall, always spinning in place, just don't do it, and break the wall with one punch, but I didn't expect it to have a miraculous effect." ”

"Master, you're amazing!" Xia Xuedi stretched out his thumb and looked adoring.

Chen Zhiyu snorted and muttered "reckless" in a low voice.

"You're Ding Mian?"

After Wuhua's face was cloudy, he suddenly laughed, looked at Ding Mian and said, "Let me guess, what is the relationship between you and Ding Butu, the demon of the Yin and Yang Realm back then?" ”

"Don't guess, it's father and son." Ding Mian said lightly.

As soon as he said this, Wuhua and Xia Xue didn't react, one seemed to know it a long time ago, and the other didn't know why.

On the contrary, Chen Zhiyu beside him, his heart suddenly felt like a stormy wave, and he looked at this man who had met him several times in shock.

The reason why she was born into a family of cultivators who were born in so many large and small sects and had a relationship with them was mainly because the old head of the Chen family was an elder of a medium-sized sect back then.

Chen Zhiyu, who was a few years old, often saw a lot of warlocks in the hall, talking with the old master all night, frowning and worrying.

Most of the topics of conversation revolved around the disasters in the Yin and Yang world in recent years, among which the name Ding Butu was the most impressive.

Murdering the sect master, using the puppet technique to control it, and using the yin poison spell to kill countless creatures in the human world and the demon world, and collecting their corpses, and finally collecting souls everywhere, the ultimate goal is to create a "copy" of the savior of the Yin and Yang world who collected the corpse. ”

He wants to make gods!

In Chen Zhiyu's opinion, this person is simply crazy.

However, there are countless geniuses in the Yin and Yang Realm, but there are very few people who can be as crazy as him.

Chen Zhiyu had to admit that this kind of madman must be a genius among geniuses, and even putting aside good and evil, she has always wanted to see this demon who is said to have been killed by righteous people.

And now this mediocre-looking young man is actually the son of the demon who turned the Yin and Yang world upside down in the past?

Chen Zhiyu bit his lip and couldn't help but look at Ding Mian a few more times.

Ding Mian seemed to have guessed what Chen Zhiyu was thinking, and he didn't mind, after all, his father's evil behavior in the Yin and Yang world in his early years was not an exaggeration to say that everyone was punished for it, and now he doesn't talk about paying his father's debts to his son, but as his son, he was smacked a few times, and even scolded him a few times, and it didn't matter if he punched him.

After all, a mistake is a mistake, and even if he doesn't hate him now, he will never be able to cover up his past sins.

"No wonder he is evil, and his life is smiling Jiuquan, it turns out to be his descendant." Wuguang looked at the crooked little thumb of Ding Mian's right hand, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Is it all over? When we're done, can we start fighting? ”

Ding Mian said expressionlessly, raised the pig-killing knife, lay on his chest, and at the same time put his other hand into the mouth of his pants and pulled a thunder star talisman of not low grade.

Wuhua didn't rush to attack, but said with a smile: "As both a body refiner and a talisman painter, he is worthy of being the son of that person, he is really versatile." ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Ding Mian didn't care about the sarcasm in Wuhua's tone at all, and smiled, "You still said the same." ”

"Oh?"

"I'm still a formation mage."

Wuhua stopped talking.

The face, which was more demonic than a woman, gradually turned pale.

He lowered his head and saw that under his feet, more than a dozen talismans were connected by red threads, forming a treacherous shape.

In the center of the shape is a pattern drawn with a cinnabar pen.

The pattern shone faintly, like a firefly, gradually enveloping his body.

"Okay, it turns out that the formation has been set up a long time ago, waiting for the poor monk to appear."

"This time, the poor monk is really convinced."

Wuhua shook her head and smiled.

Ding Mian pointed to the formation at Wuhua's feet, and said lightly: "Maybe you didn't notice that when you entered the room, the formation had already been activated, and every time you cast mana, the formation would absorb it with ten times the power." ”

"Now, you shouldn't have much mana left, right?"

Wuhua nodded and said, "Yes, it's almost exhausted." ”

Ding Mian said: "Then add my knife and fight with me, do you think you can get out of here alive?" ”

"Probably not." Wuhua smiled, "However, there are accidents in everything. ”

When the words fell, the monk's robe on Wuhua's body suddenly tightened, and then "tore" and burst.

Shredded clothes fluttered in the air, revealing flowerless bare skin.

The color of his skin was golden!

Not only the body, but also the head, feet, hands, eyes, nose, and throat...... The whole person has turned into a brilliant gold.

"This ...... This is the seventh realm of Buddha cultivation, the golden body Arhat!! ”

Chen Zhiyu said in a trembling voice.

Ding Mian was stunned, didn't he say that he had the sixth realm, why did he pop up a seventh realm again?

Now it's tricky......

Wuhua opened her eyes, glanced at Ding Mian and the others with a smile, and said, "I have been training eagles all year round, but now I have been cut out by eagles...... Boy, if you don't have this pig-killing knife in your hand, the poor monk will kill you like a chicken. ”

Ding Mian inserted the pig-killing knife into the scabbard and deliberately provoked: "Oh, then let's try it?" Let's fight hand-to-hand, no one is allowed to use mana, do you dare? ”

Wuhua no longer ignored Ding Mian, but looked at Xia Xue and chuckled: "Miss Xia, you will soon know what will happen if you go against me Wuhua." ”

The words fell, and the ceiling exploded with a "bang".

It is a flower rising from the ground!