"It turned out that you were a good thing for me!"

Yun Yuan gritted his teeth and stared at Fang Mu, completely ignoring Xia Yan beside him.

Teru Jing almost went berserk.

I climbed the mountain and walked well, even if I was chased and entangled by a group of people, two inexplicable guys who came out of nowhere, picked on the weakness of the golden body.

In this blink of an eye, he was thrown over as a shield?!

This is a blasphemy against the golden body of the Dharma! Intolerable!

"The benefactor humiliates human dignity, tramples on face, and does whatever it takes to achieve the goal, this is the heart of demonic cultivation, and the crime is deep!"

The quiet monk who had always stood by and watched and did not want to cause trouble, was also angry.

"Aren't monks particular about not being angry, not angry, and not arguing?"

Fang Mu smiled and said: "What Fang did was to save people's lives from fire and water, and it was only like this in a hurry, how could a Zen master not understand the truth?" ”

"Hugh is sharp in that tooth, tune three thousand four, the donor's demon heart is deeply rooted, and my Buddha suppresses it!"

Che Jing hit the head and slammed into Fang Mu's head, the golden light was extremely dazzling!

No one expected that this monk would be so decisive, not saying a word of nonsense, and fighting!

If you don't know him, most of them will mistakenly think that the Zen staff will be his weapon, in fact, his real murderous aura is hidden in the storage ring, it is the divine soldier of Wuhua Temple, Wuhua stick!

Bang——!

Fang Mu grabbed Xia Yan and burst back, avoiding it without danger, the power of the stick was so great that it shook more than a hundred stone steps up and down one after another.

"What a ruthless monk."

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes, it seemed that the people of Wuhua Temple were not as kind as he imagined.

Come to think of it,

Those kind Buddhists, in the cruel cultivation realm, I am afraid that they have long passed in the long river of history!

"Heh, let this bald man play with you, I won't accompany you!" Yun Yuan smiled coldly.

He was murderous and belligerent, but not stupid.

Now that this monk has gone crazy, it is more than enough to deal with them, and there is no need for him to continue to do it, how can he help the monks of Wuhua Temple, who is already unpleasant?

Two dogs strive for a bone and a third runs away with it!

Qingfengmen and his party could only watch Yun Yuan stride away and climb the mountain, but they were powerless to stop it.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

Tho Jing's eyes were red, and a non-flowery stick opened and closed, like an angry-eyed King Kong.

If it weren't for the peculiar stone steps of Wushan, if it were to be changed elsewhere, I am afraid that half of the mountain would have been beaten to collapse!

"Poof!!"

Several Qingfengmen disciples were beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and their internal organs turned over the river and the sea.

What's worse, the head suffered, and he died on the spot with wide eyes!

"This monk is crazy, don't fall in love, retreat!"

For a while, everyone gave up their intention to fight, and at this point, everything they could have done had been done.

For the sake of the so-called face of the sect, it is really not enough to work hard, what moves them to make a move is never the majesty of the Qingfeng Sect, but the benefits given by Meng Qian.

Everyone fought and retreated, not daring to confront head-on.

It was only then that they realized that it was not this monk who was easy to bully, but that he didn't plan to fight at all!

If you don't move, it's enough, and your anger goes straight to the sky!

"Xia Xu, you retreat first!"

Between the lightning and the fire, Fang Mu let out a low shout: "This monk is really majestic, the strength of the stick is amazing, you are not his opponent!" ”

Although this young monk lacks dexterity, he can rely on his indestructible golden body, which is enough to break through ten thousand laws, even if it is Yun Yuan, he does not dare to confront it head-on!

It's not that you don't have the method of self-cultivation, but that there's no need for that!

"Good! Don't forget to take a break from the husband! ”

At the critical juncture, Xia Yu was not hypocritical, and decisively withdrew, mixed in the pile of disciples of the Qingfeng Sect and retreated down the stone steps.

A few more people flew out sideways, blood gushing out, and they fell to Wushan.

If it weren't for Fang Mu's repeated sword blocking the enemy, and attacking him unprepared, it would be difficult to say how many live mouths would be left!

"The wind is coming!"

Fang Mu withstood the ferocious offensive, gritted his teeth, and quickly pinched his hands with his hands.

In an instant, the breeze rose from the ground and went straight to Mount Wu!

The movement of this wind was subtle, bypassing the people behind him, and going straight to the silence, covering the golden body!

"Without a golden body, how can a mere breeze break it?" A hint of contempt flashed in Che Jing's eyes.

Fang Mu's face did not change, he condensed his gaze on the sword, and shot out a suspended flying sword from his ear!

The flying sword was as fast as lightning, the afterimage was fully revealed, and the eyes were dizzying, and under the incredible gaze of Che Jing, the flying sword ignored the golden body and penetrated into it at great speed, approaching the throat!

"This flying sword can actually pass through the Wuhua Golden Body?!"

This thought instantly appeared in Che Jing's mind, and his face changed slightly, and it was too late to think too much!

Right now, he has only one choice -

Temporarily close the golden body!

Few people know that the golden body of Wuhua Temple is overbearing, but in fact, there is a weakness that is not a weakness, that is, it needs to draw out a large amount of essence and spirit condensation, and the negative impact of this will undoubtedly make its body dull and perception weak.

This flying sword came too quickly, especially ignoring its golden body, and caught him off guard!

Without any hesitation, Che Jing decisively withdrew the golden body, and the familiar senses were restored in an instant, relying on the gap in cultivation, there was no danger to avoid!

Woohoo......

Unexpectedly, the breeze has never dissipated, it has been hovering for a long time, and it is this moment that I have been waiting for!

The seemingly weak winter wind blew on Che Jing's body, but it was like thousands of threads, constantly cutting his body, and severe pain swept through his body!

In the blink of an eye, Che Jing became a bloody man, blood spilling out from countless cracks in his body.

"Wuhua Golden Body!!"

Completely shocked and shocked, condensed the golden body again, how dare you let this wind act recklessly.

He was already angry to the extreme, his eyes were red, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing the magic robe of Wuhua Temple, there was a chance that he would be mistaken by others for the red-pupiled person of the Yun family.

The anger is surging all over the world, and there is a hidden heart of surprise.

"This man's means...... It's so raw! ”

The young man with a mediocre face in front of him was extremely sophisticated in his fighting thinking in this momentary change.

At the moment of the wind, a trap has already been laid, waiting for him to step on it!

No......

Che Jing remembered in vain that in the previous few sword detours, the flying sword had not penetrated his golden body at all, and now he thought about it...... Think about it.

Could it be that he thought about all this at the very beginning?!

No, it is impossible!

No one could do it, not even the old-timers he knew!

"The poor monk wants to see how long the donor can stop him!"

Che Jing threw away the ridiculous suspicions in his mind, and clenched the Wuhua stick in his hand, with fierce murderous intent.

He knew very well that the only person who could entangle him on the mountaineering path was this mediocre monk in front of him, and he was the only one left!

As long as he is surpassed, there will be no obstacle to the mountaineering!

Suddenly, Monk Chejing ripped off the blood robe of the broken pieces of cloth on his body, revealing a copper-colored solid upper body, and the whole person was shrouded in golden light, which was extremely dazzling!

"This little monk is really moving."

"That's the future life that Zhuge Song fancies, the cultivation of the Qi refining period can actually hurt some of the little monks of Wuhua Temple, but he also has some ability."

"It's a pity that the cultivation is too low, and it's not in the same realm at all."

"It's a pity, the breath of this little monk...... If you have fifty percent of your strength, it's not something that kid can resist. ”

At the foot of the mountain, a group of spiritual powerhouses will have a full view of the scenes that happened on the mountain.

Too many Tianjiao in history were only stunning for a while, and they were soon destroyed in a cruel battle.

There are not a few geniuses who died in the cradle.

Geniuses who can grow to the point where they have the power of self-preservation and have a foothold on them, and geniuses who can survive, will be remembered.

Seeing that the signs of the pure and quiet true qi floating on the mountain skyrocketed, and the spirit void present, no one was optimistic about Fang Mu.

Including Zhuge Song.

He wasn't worried about Fang Mu's safety, after witnessing Yun Yuan's first battle, he knew that this kid was very clever.

"What the hell is this kid thinking? Isn't he going to climb the mountain after doing such a strenuous thing?! ”

Zhuge Song's white eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression was not very optimistic.

This kid is no better than the little monk of Wuhua Temple, people can at least keep their energy and true qi, but if they really want to fight hard, it must be Fang Mu who suffers, and when the time comes, I am afraid that there will be no strength to climb the mountain, and it will be difficult to go far!

This battle, which was poised to start, was stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

Especially the spiritual powerhouses who are secretly gloating.

Zhuge Song is rare to love talents, he finally fell in love with the future life, if he dies in this battle, this is definitely a good thing that everyone is willing to see.

"It's coming."

Fang Mu was clear in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "There is only half a tea ...... away from the time of a stick of incense."

With a pair of deep and steady eyes, he walked around the rock-quiet monk and glanced behind him, on his head.

The gaze is at the summit of the mountain dome.