Yes!

"Senior Brother Xuan Zhan!"

Xuan Sen threw himself on the edge of the pit, picked up a rosary from the minced meat, held it to his chest, and wailed in pain.

"Senior Brother Xuan Zhan, I hurt you."

Xuankong clenched his fists and said secretly in his heart.

After that, his eyes fell on Zhang Zhengxuan, who was stunned on the side, and he gritted his teeth and asked hatefully, "Brother Zhang Dao, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" ”

You must know that Xuan Zhan is a master at the grandmaster level, even if he can't kill him with one palm.

Moreover, Qin Hou showed the Buddha's Dharma Appearance, that is, he could only rely on the blessing of this body of Buddha weapons, and he could only barely appear.

This shows that Qin Hou's cultivation is likely to be above him, and the overall situation of the original steady victory, can he not be annoyed if there is such a moth?

"What else to explain, he must be a spy sent by the Qin thief to deliberately mislead us."

"If it weren't for him saying that Qin Thief's cultivation was completely useless, how could Senior Brother Xuan Zhan underestimate the enemy and end up like this."

Xuan Sen pointed at Zhang Zhengxuan and scolded bitterly.

"I, I ......"

Zhang Zhengxuan was also speechless in shock.

Qin Hou lost his cultivation, but he saw it with his own eyes, how could he be wrong?

Just ask, who in the world can restore to the Great Perfection realm in just a few months?

And looking at this posture, not only has the cultivation not decreased, but it has become a lot more refined.

"No, no, there must be something strange in this!"

"Master Abbot, believe me, as long as you fight again, you will definitely be able to make the Qin thief sacrifice the prototype."

"He, he must have used a trick!"

Zhang Zhengxuan scratched his head and said in astonishment.

"Okay, I'll believe you again, Senior Brother Xuanjing, your Dharma Divine Skill cultivation has been successful, let's fight."

Xuan Hollow was ruthless, pointing to the taciturn Xuan Jing on the side.

"Good!"

"The Qin thief killed my beloved apprentice, even if the abbot doesn't say it, I will fight him to the end."

Xuan Jing stood up, flicked his monk's robe, and stood up.

"Qin Hou, do you dare to fight me?"

Xuan Jing pointed at Qin Yi and shouted.

"You? It's not qualified enough, Xuankong, why don't you go together? ”

Qin Yi smiled proudly.

At this moment, he was crying bitterly in his heart.

The blow just now was the joint effort of him and Dongfang Bai, and almost exhausted all the cultivation of the two of them, and only then did they reach the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and they used the earth-shattering Divine Palm.

Although Xuan Jing's cultivation is not as good as Xuan Jing, he is also a good master of the sect.

Now that his true qi is almost exhausted, where can he be the enemy.

It's just that his face is not visible, and it is still unfazed, and it is difficult for others to discern the true meaning.

"Bang!"

"If you want to say to Qin Hou, let's pass my level first."

"Master Hou, Hei San, please fight!"

The black three Dharma sticks slammed into the ground and asked for help.

Qin Yi and Hei San looked at each other for a few seconds, he saw the fighting spirit of victory in Hei San's eyes, so he nodded and said indifferently: "Okay!" ”

If Hei San wins, his plan will be eighty percent successful.

If he loses, all his work will be lost.

"Hou Ye, don't worry!"

Hei San naturally knew that it was a matter of life and death at this time.

Regardless of whether Xuan Jing agreed or not, Hei San poured the Dharma stick, like a lion, and rushed up, without any tricks, and his whole body was urged to the extreme, and he adopted a dense wind-like fighting style.

Xuan Jing is a good hand after all!

Seeing that the black three-body horizontal refining had already reached the realm of perfection, the Dharma God Fist was unfolded, and the fist and stick were handed over!

The two are inseparable!

"What a brute!"

"However, his old injuries have not recovered, and with such a crazy play, sooner or later he will run out of essence and die."

Although Xuan Jing is not as fierce as Xuan Zhan, he has cultivated his mind all year round, and his mind is extremely calm.

In the face of the black three's lifeless style of play, he did not choose to fight hard, but used Shaolin 72 to learn and change the way to eliminate the fight.

It seems that he has lost the upper hand, but in fact, he has taken the lead, and he can kill him with one blow when the black three are exhausted!

In the blink of an eye!

These two have fought a thousand moves!

From the beach to the forest next to it, and then to the cliff wall of the back mountain, the cliff chases and fights!

Everywhere I went, the grass and trees were broken, the sand and stones were flying, and it was the opponent who met the chess, so it was not intense.

"Ah, cunning bald donkey!"

Hei San's strength was reduced by seventy percent at this time, but Xuan Jing was as smooth as a loach, Hei San was brute force, and he couldn't hit the real place, and there was a kind of helplessness like entering a quagmire.

Xuan Jing crossed the river with a reed and swept lightly on the blue waves.

This is a branch of the Red River, named Annam Creek, but the water flow is more turbulent than ordinary rivers, and the vicious waves are monstrous and rushing.

Xuan Jing was like walking on the ground, and the surroundings were applauded.

Hei Sanyi is only focused on killing the enemy, where can he manage so much, and he chases after him.

His body was already bulky, and this fall into the water, although he was driven by divine power, was also staggering and unsteady, his feet were soft, and his hands were not accurate, and he even failed to play a few sticks.

"Hmph, Master Xuanjing's light skills are the best in the world, this ugly man is introduced into the river, and he will definitely die."

Xuan Sen stroked his beard and said happily.

"What's more, the ugly man is extremely stupid, blindly attacking, and now that his divine power is exhausted, in my opinion, in less than three rounds, Xuan Jing can behead him." Xuankong is also a great joy.

Most of the people in the field were people who had cultivated deeply, and when they saw Hei San as if they were drunk, they knew that his death was near, and they were full of sighs for a while.

Only Qin Yi smiled lightly!

"Qin Hou is really not an ordinary person, the defeat of the ugly man is already clear, why is he not worried at all, could it be that there can be more variables."

In the crowd, Jasper's clear eyes fell on the young man's face, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart, and he couldn't see through the young king.

"Biyu, you remember not to look at Qin Hou with the eyes of ordinary people."

"This is a sentence that Tang Ye reminded me repeatedly when I arrived in Jiangdong."

Duan Chenfeng sighed on the side.

Qin Yi is not worried!

Hei San may be defeated, but the one who dies must be Xuan Jing.

The Yaksha race is a pariah, a coolie in hell, and no one knows how much they suffered.

The blood and suffering are completely integrated into the blood of this race, and once it erupts, it is absolutely unimaginable.

Whoosh!

No phase robbery!

Xuan Jing's ten fingers flew rapidly, and one after another Gang Qi pointed strongly, flying black three.

Hei San's divine power is less than two percent at the moment, and he wants to prevent falling into the water, where can he resist it, and he was suddenly hit in the chest.

If this is when the divine power is sufficient, with his fine steel bones, it will not hurt.

However, now, he only felt a huge pain in his chest, and after breaking a few large mouths, green blood suddenly gushed out.

What's worse is that the Xuanjing Buddhism has a natural restraint effect on the dark ghost clan like him, and the meridians all over his body are blocked, and he is exhausted, and he can't hold the iron stick steadily.

"It turned out to be a demonic thing, how can the old man be as stupid as a dog, since this is the case, let me send you to hell to practice."

Xuan Jing saw through the mystery and knew that the time had come, and the Grandmaster Gang Qi, who had already been secretly accumulated, turned into Bodhidharma's magical powers, and his fists were like iron pestles, and he smashed towards Hei San with lightning speed.