To say that this great mad monk is really good, one move and one style not only contains vast power, but also contains powerful Buddhism, and he is fearless in the face of all kinds of flying swords.

Correct.

And that's all.

The endless flying swords made it difficult for him to move an inch, and he had to resist with all his strength, and if he was not careful, he would be stabbed by a sword, the problem was that his resistance was meaningless, and it was also a great drain on him.

His strength is very strong, and the Dharma is very boundless, but after all, it is limited, and once his strength is exhausted, there is only a dead end waiting for him.

The Daxing mad monk knew very well that if this Laoshizi's sword array had an eye in the array, then this eye in the array was none other than Gu Qingfeng himself.

Therefore.

While resisting the encirclement and suppression of the Endless Flying Sword, the Daxing Mad Monk was preparing to break through the Gu Qingfeng formation.

Pity.

He was deeply trapped in the sword array, this sword array nailed him firmly in place, he didn't move, the slightest movement, as if stimulating the sword array, all kinds of flying swords surrounded and suppressed more fiercely.

Finally took a step, and the mad monk immediately regretted it, not only did the power of the sword array become more terrifying, but the sword light, sword light, sword intent, and sword spirit of all kinds of flying swords also became even more crazy.

"He's!!!"

The Daxing mad monk scolded and drank angrily, especially looking at the ancient Qingfeng who was leisurely drinking a small wine not far away, the Daxing mad monk was as angry as he wanted, and what was even more infuriating was that the ancient Qingfeng was also deliberately provoking with a glass of wine, which made the Daxing mad monk angry.

"You!No!Yes!Good!Die!"

The mad monk went crazy, took out the Great Compassion Fan on his waist and began to fan wildly.

This thing is definitely a powerful treasure, even if the power of this fan is Gu Qingfeng, I don't know the depth, but what makes the Daxing mad monk collapse is that after he sacrificed the Great Compassion Fan and fanned him violently, the flying swords that surrounded him all over the sky not only did not decrease, but became more.

The more he fanned, the more swords he flew.

The more he fanned, the more his mind trembled, and the more his mentality collapsed.

Because he found an extremely terrifying thing, that is, the number of flying swords he destroyed would multiply more flying swords, and the more he destroyed, the more flying swords that surrounded him.

After living for most of his life, it was the first time that the mad monk had encountered such a strange thing.

At this moment, he is like a brutal lion, and the flying swords that surround him are like countless ants, and the mad monks are scratching, scratching, kicking, and fanning like crazy.

Finally!

The mad monk collapsed.

It was a complete collapse.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.

So.

He was ready to confess.

"Damn! Lao Tzu is convinced! Really convinced! Gu boy! No, Uncle Gu, Gu Great Ancestor, you have a lot of adults, let go of the little monk!"

"Convinced! Lao Tzu confessed!"

"I'm scared!"

Not far away.

Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes, looked at the mad monk Daxing with a smile, and said: "Daxing, why is your old bald donkey always hiding, hurry up and show the true ability to press the bottom of the box, so that the master can open his eyes and gain a long insight by the way." ”

"How can you have any real skills, Lao Tzu has this ability!"

"If you don't show some real skills today, you won't give up. ”

Gu Qingfeng knew that the ability of the Daxing mad monk was definitely not only that, but this old bald donkey had always been very hidden, and he really wanted to try the power of Taixu this time, and secondly, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see the true ability of the Daxing mad monk.

"Gu boy, you unconscionable guy! you're trying to kill me!"

"If you don't show any real skills today, then you will die here. ”

"Lao Tzu has said it, I have this little ability, if you don't believe it, I'll kill Lao Tzu today!"

When the words fell, the mad monk of Daxing seemed to be out of the way, put away the fan of great compassion, and the brilliance of his body also dissipated, even his mother's immovable golden body was gone, and what Gu Qingfeng didn't expect was that this old bald donkey was still lying on the ground, just closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Seeing that the Daxing mad monk was pierced by ten thousand swords, at this time, Gu Qingfeng suddenly snapped his fingers, and the flying sword in the sky instantly stopped.

"Okay! It's worthy of being called a big line, you're really fucking good!

Looking at the mad monk lying on the ground waiting for death, Gu Qingfeng was really convinced.

If the Daxing mad monk gave up resistance and waited for death because he wanted to gamble, and the bet was that Gu Qingfeng would not kill him, then he won this bet.

Gu Qingfeng didn't fail to see this trick played by the mad monk, but even so, he still chose to admit defeat.

In fact, he can also gamble, betting on whether the mad monk really dares to open up, but this kind of gambling is of little significance to Gu Qingfeng.

After all, he just wanted to make a joke with the Daxing mad monk, and there was no need to play so exciting.

"Come on, didn't you kid say you're going to kill me today?"

The Daxing mad monk lying on the ground was a little embarrassed, his hat fell off, his face was also a little pale, his eyes were glaring angrily, staring at Gu Qingfeng, shouting.

"Alright, get up and take two sips of wine. ”

"Don't me talking nonsense with Lao Tzu, come on, let's kill Lao Tzu!" The mad monk lying on the ground sprinkled and splashed like a ruffian.

"I said yes. Gu Qingfeng smiled: "The meaning is enough, it's not over yet, right? Come on, come on, Lord will help you up." ”

"No! you have to kill me today!"

"Hey, you old bald donkey play really, right?" Gu Qingfeng put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, stared at the mad monk with an expressionless face, and said in an unkind tone: "I'll count three, if you don't get up again, then don't blame Lao Tzu for not giving you face, since you old bald donkey want to gamble so much, then let's gamble, if you don't bet on whether you can get out, just bet on whether Lao Tzu dares to kill you." ”

The mad monk was also very unconvinced: "Provoke Lao Tzu, right? Do you really think that Lao Tzu is frightened? Gamble, gamble, Lao Tzu is still afraid that you will not succeed?"

Saying this, the heart of the Daxing mad monk was sudden, just now he dared to lie on the ground, because he expected that Gu Qingfeng would not kill himself, but now looking at the smile gradually disappearing, Gu Qingfeng's face was expressionless, and the heart of the Daxing mad monk was a little up and down.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

After Gu Qingfeng counted three counts, the mad monk got up from the ground and said, "Forget it, Lao Tzu is old, and he doesn't know like you little child." ”

"Hahahaha!"

Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Daxing, Daxing, I originally admired you as an old bald donkey, but I didn't expect you to be so fucking seedless!"

Daxing mad monk was red-faced, but also extremely embarrassed, and felt that he had lost face, he wanted to be angry, but he didn't open his mouth after all, he found that he had gone wrong from the beginning, how could he have bet on his own little life to bet on whether others would dare to do it, which was also a little stupid, and if it was someone else, Daxing mad monk really dared to gamble, but in the face of the moody Gu Qingfeng, he had no confidence in his heart, and he couldn't feel Gu Qingfeng's pulse at all.

(End of chapter)