"Boom!" With a loud bang, when Yun Shibao's small hand collided with the Buddha's head, the Sanskrit text on the Buddha's body that kept swimming like a tadpole instantly collapsed partly, and a layer of miserable white frost began to spread from the Buddha's head to the Buddha's body.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the frost had spread to the Buddha's chest, and the raging flood began to freeze...

The last form of the Tianshuang Boxing, the frost is overwhelming, and a punch is punched, and it is frozen for thousands of miles.

Although Yun Shibao couldn't reach the level of freezing thousands of miles because of his lack of cultivation, he could still do it for ten miles of ice.

"Click!" With a light sound, the Buddha's head under Yun Shibao's fist suddenly cracked out like a spider's web, and kept spreading towards the Buddha's body.

"It's done!" Seeing this, Yun Shibao's face couldn't help but show a hint of satisfaction, this Leshan Giant Buddha would eventually be destroyed under his fist.

"Amitabha, donor, there is a sinful demon suppressed under this giant Buddha, but it can't be released by you..."

With this Buddha call, countless tadpole-like Sanskrit words appeared on the Buddha statue again, and the Sanskrit words emitted golden light, circulating in the Buddha's body, and soon, the cracks disappeared, and the frost receded.

Yun Shibao followed the prestige, only to see the top of Leshan Mountain, in the nameless small temple, an old monk with a gray beard and wrinkled skin walked out of the temple.

The old monk walked slowly, and seemed to be walking very slowly, but in a few breaths, he walked from the temple to the edge of the Leshan cliff, and looked at Yun Shibao standing on top of the Buddha statue.

"What a sin... My sister is very affectionate and sexual, and she can't wait to give her heart to Xu Xian, but in the end, she ended up with a thousand years of sealing, dare to ask the master, where is my sister's sin? ”

"Shouldn't Xu Xian's martial arts be taught? Or shouldn't you be blind? Or should you not believe in the so-called love and love in this world? Xiaoqing slowly fell to Yun Shibao's side, looking at the old monk not far away with murderous eyes.

"Amitabha, Divine Mother, I didn't expect you to end up on this path of no return." The old monk's eyelids raised slightly, and he shouted a Buddha horn at Xiaoqing.

"I didn't expect that the descendants of Fahai, who were rumored to have passed away a long time ago, would be willing to hide in this nameless temple..."

"Lin Maoran is in the light, your wisdom is in the dark, in order to prevent my sister from breaking the seal, Xu Xian is really painstaking." Xiaoqing said sarcastically.

Having said that, Xiao Qing's face was unusually solemn, and he didn't know when there was a light cyan soft sword in his hand.

"Shibao, this old monk has cultivated to the Mahayana with a floating slaughter technique, and his combat power is a few points stronger than Lin Maoran, if the situation changes in a while, you will find an opportunity to escape from this place as soon as possible..."

Xiaoqing's voice rang out abruptly in Yun Shibao's mind, and her strength reached her level, and it was naturally not difficult to transmit the sound into the secret.

"Heh, my Yun Shibao doesn't have the habit of leaving women and running away, what are you cowardly? It's over..."Yun Shibao had a cynical smile on his face, noncommittal to Xiaoqing's words.

On the one hand, he really doesn't have the habit of letting women stand up for him, and on the other hand, things have developed to such a point that it is no longer that he can withdraw if he wants to.

After all, today's commotion is too big, it will inevitably attract Xu Xian's attention, and with Xu Xian's ruthlessness, even if he escapes back to the world now, he may not let himself go.

Therefore, for today's plan, I can only be stubborn, kill the law, and rescue Bai Suzhen.

"It seems that the two donors are planning to become obsessed."

"Amitabha, good, good, since this is the case, the poor monk can only incarnate into an angry-eyed vajra and subdue demons and eliminate demons." Seeing that Xiaoqing and Yun Shibao were both in a fighting posture, Fa Zhi's face turned cold, his hands were folded, and there was a hidden golden light on his skin.

"Don't talk nonsense, Fahai has passed away, and today the old lady will use the blood of his heirs to dye the Leshan Giant Buddha to comfort my sister's loneliness for thousands of years."

Xiao Qingliu's eyebrows were upside down, her voice just fell, and the next moment, her figure appeared in front of Fa Zhi, and the soft sword in her hand poked out like a spirit snake, straight to Fa Zhi's throat.

"Clank!" Sparks flew, and the tip of the sword pierced Fa Zhi's throat, and Fa Zhi's body actually emitted a burst of dazzling golden light, and the piercing sound of metal collision made the congregation of the World Congregation on the warship below couldn't help but get goosebumps.

At the same time, Fa Zhi waved his palm and slapped it towards Xiaoqing's head.

Seeing this, Xiao Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and his body retreated, narrowly avoiding this palm.

"Boom!" The Fazhi attack failed, and the strong palm wind fell directly into the river below the Buddha statue, instantly imprinting a palm print that could see the bottom of the lake.

"The golden body of Futu really lives up to its name!" Xiao Qing snorted coldly, and the soft sword turned into a sword light, enveloping the Fa Zhi.

…

On the head of the Buddha, Yun Shibao looked at the two people who were entangled, his brows were tightly locked, don't look at Xiaoqing's offensive now, like a storm, and Fa Zhi's defense is more and less, and it seems that he has fallen into the downwind.

In fact, this is just the appearance, every attack of Fazhi grabs Xiaoqing's gap, so that he has to dodge with all his strength, and although Xiaoqing's attacks are dense, they are extremely scattered, and even Fazhi's defense cannot break through.

Which is stronger and which is weak, people with a little bit of martial arts common sense can see it.

"mD, gānsǐnǐ an old monk..."Yun Shibao scolded secretly, and with a fierce force under his feet, the stone Buddha's head was instantly kicked out of a deep footprint.

The next moment, Yun Shibao's body rose into the air, and a row of cloud palms slapped towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Fa Zhi.

"The brilliance of the grains of rice also shines..."

"The Great Butcher!" Seeing Yun Shibao flying like a goshawk at great speed, Fa Zhi did not see the slightest panic on his face, and pinched one hand into an orchid finger, calmly resisting Xiaoqing's attack, and the other hand was like a fan, catching up with Yun Shibao.

A second-order consummate martial artist, Fa Zhi is confident that one blow will make the opponent completely lose the power to resist.

"How is that possible!" However, the next moment, Fa Zhi's expression froze, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes, and this sentence blurted out.

Seeing that the palm he was determined to win was about to attack the young man, the young man's figure disappeared strangely from his sight.

Yes, it just disappears, silently, without warning.

"It's not good, it's in the back..."After tracking Yun Shibao's figure through his divine sense, Fa Zhi couldn't think about how he managed to teleport behind him, his palm flipped, and he subconsciously slapped it behind him.

However, Yun Shibao's deliberate blow, how could it be nothing more?

"Flash!" Yun Shibao silently recited in his heart, dodged Fa Zhi's attack again, and appeared directly above him, slapping his palm on his bare skull. 11