Zhao Yuancheng's final blow came so sharply, the people on Zhao Yuankui's side reconnoitred very much, and they didn't know that not only An Ruhuan, the lord of Lingxiao Palace, had come here, but also the dead wood monk, the master of Jingnian Zen Buddhism, had also come to Chang'an.

The identity of the deadwood monk is more mysterious, the rivers and lakes only know that there is a person, but I don't know his origin, this person has never set foot in the rivers and lakes in the pure thought of Zen Buddhism for a hundred years, and even many people think that the so-called deadwood monk is afraid that he will die long ago.

But I didn't expect that now, this legendary character actually appeared in Chang'an, for the battle for the throne.

An Ruhuan didn't expect that the other party would have such a powerful person present.

But no matter who the other party is, even if he is a white-blooded demon, even if he is an immortal in the sky, he can't stop An Ruhuan's determination.

With a will to die, she has nothing to fear.

The Zen Master of the Dead Wood looked at An Ruhuan, who was still walking forward, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Lord An, are you coming like this, do you want to seek death?"

An Ruhuan didn't answer, her hands were gathering, ready to deliver the strongest blow.

The man who used the flying knife took a step back behind the deadwood monk: "Master, I'll leave it to you, my knife will shoot Zhao Yuankui with my own hands, and it can't be used lightly." ”

The deadwood monk said: "Lord Lu Shi can rest assured, although An Ruhuan's strength is good, but compared with Lao Wei, I am afraid it is still a little worse, and she has no sword in her hand, she is in a trance, and she is really not an enemy." ”

Before his words fell, An Ruhuan suddenly accelerated, exerted force with both palms, and attacked directly at the deadwood monk!

Although the deadwood monk thought that An Ruhuan was not his opponent, he did not dare to be careless, and used his ten-layer skills to greet him.

His palm was just halfway out, and he suddenly felt a finger force in his lower abdomen break through the air!

In an instant, the frightened soul of the deadwood monk flew out of the sky!

There were only An Ruhuan and the Shaolin abbot lying on the ground on the opposite side, how could someone suddenly sneak attack him?

In the end, it was the supreme master of the late congenital stage, the deadwood monk, who worked hard to twist his body at the moment of crisis, and narrowly avoided the flying finger from the opposite side!

But he forgot that there was a man standing behind him, the man who wielded the throwing knife!

The dead wood dodged, but the man was defenseless, he was hit by a finger, he was hit in the abdomen, and he immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground!

The silver throwing knife was also thrown aside at this time.

This unexpected situation shocked everyone, including An Ruhuan, including Deadwood, the young woman, and the man who fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other.

I saw that the Shaolin abbot, who was supposed to be dead, stood up with a smile on his face at this time, stretched out one finger forward, and said: "Fight birds across the mountain, hit the ten rings!"

The expression on An Ruhuan's face changed several times in an instant, first of all, there was ecstasy in his eyes, and then he wanted to run to Huo Yuanzhen's side, but he just stepped forward and stood down again, and his eyes showed a look of complaint, and tears were gathering.

Huo Yuanzhen knew An Ruhuan's mind very well, and at this time, he walked forward with a smile, walked to An Ruhuan's side, and said, "Sister An, do you blame me?"

Of course, An Ruhuan complained in his heart, complaining that this monk deliberately deceived himself, holding his breath and using internal breath, which many martial arts people will, which is not a clever trick, but he did too much of a play before, and An Ruhuan was also carried away by sadness for a while, so he didn't distinguish it.

However, An Ruhuan is older than Huo Yuanzhen after all, and he is very helpless about his child-like naughty behavior.

Although he was a little annoyed, he still had the upper hand in that pampering, and couldn't help but say, "You person, do you have a sense of accomplishment in teasing people like this?"

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head slightly: "I can't bear to be sad about Sister An, but if you don't act like some, how can you deceive those people behind you? ”...,

The young woman over there was desperately calling for the man, and the deadwood monk also retreated to the side in horror, An Ruhuan saw this, and couldn't help but say, "How do you know that I am An Ruhuan and not my sister?"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled dumbly: "Your sisters are twins, and it is inevitable that they look like them, but the poor monk has not seen them, but no matter how similar they are, they are still two people after all, does Sister An think that I am so old and dizzy that I can't even recognize my sister?"

After speaking, Huo Yuanzhen pointed to An Ruhuan's clothes: "My sister also deliberately wore a black dress, but you didn't think about it, even if you put on a suit of armor, you are still you, for my sister's understanding, I have already done it to the point of ignoring the clothes!"

Huo Yuanzhen said a few words, and suddenly saw An Ruhuan's white eyes, and hurriedly stopped his mouth, saying a little too much.

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An Ruhuan glanced back over there, and saw that the man was seriously injured, not to mention resistance, and he wouldn't even have the ability to act in a short time, so he said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Because of my mother." ”

"Your mother!"

Huo Yuan is really happy, is An Ruhuan's mother still alive?

An Ruhuan waved his hand: "This matter is a long story, let's talk about it later, I am being watched, naturally I can't meet you, not to mention that I just want to force you back, my sword deliberately opened the distance, you can't dodge, what's the matter with the injury on your chest?"

"Of course I did, and I did. ”

Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "When I sent the Buddha's light to shine on your eyes, I had already dodged it, as for the wound on my chest, I confirm that it was you, I had long expected that something would happen, and I specially prepared a blood bag, but this blood bag is really my own blood, you see, my finger was cut last night." ”

After saying that, Huo Yuanzhen also took out a finger and stroked it twice, and there was indeed a wound on it.

An Ruhuan glared at Huo Yuanzhen angrily, there was really no way to deal with his ghost idea.

"I promised to do things well, but now my things are not done, I thought that after death, I would be a hundred, but now that you are not dead, I, what should I do?"

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand indifferently: "There's nothing to be afraid of, you have done a good job, the poor monk died in your hands, but the king of Hades didn't accept it, so he came back again."

Speaking of this, Huo Yuanzhen set his eyes on the people opposite.

"This benefactor, you are really innocent, the poor monk's finger, originally to deal with this dead wood master, but he dodged, you said that you want to stand behind him, this is really a human fate, it seems that your flying knife can not be used. ”

The man fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, this monk's finger was too powerful, and he almost sent him back to the West directly, and he didn't have the ability to speak at the moment, so he could only look at Huo Yuanzhen with resentment, and also looked at the deadwood monk with resentment.

The deadwood monk doesn't care about this man, he is at the peak of the late congenital stage, his skills are much higher than this man, and he is not afraid of the other party's flying knives.

But the person behind this man is something that the deadwood monk can't afford to offend.

As his mind turned, the deadwood monk said: "Master Lu, you don't have to worry, this Shaolin monk is nothing remarkable, the old man will clean up and avenge Lord Lu!"

Before his words fell, Huo Yuanzhen opened his mouth and said, "This master, you are the master of the Pure Mind Zen Sect?"

"That's right, the poor monk is. ”

"That's good! I've been looking for you for a long time! Sister An, you go to protect Your Highness!"

When Huo Yuan said this, he suddenly rushed forward, and with a big move, he came to the side of the deadwood monk, and raised his hand to grab the other party's chest...,

The deadwood monk didn't expect Huo Yuanzhen to suddenly make a move, and hurriedly stepped back.

As soon as he retreated, Huo Yuanzhen turned his claws into fingers, and a phaseless robbery finger shot out.

As his body retreated, the deadwood monk flew out with a palm, splitting his palm and bombarding Huo Yuanzhen's unphased fingers

This finger power is so powerful, his palm hit, it felt like it was slapped on a needle, and the fiery finger power actually pierced directly into the meridians, and the deadwood monk hurriedly used his skills to expel that firepower.

However, the monk on the opposite side was unforgiving, and the fingers of the Wuxiang robbery shot out frequently like a machine gun, and the deadwood monk who hit for a while had no power to fight back.

Frequently twisted and dodged, and finally was close to the Yijie, and the finger of the unphased robbery cooperated with the dragon claw hand, and actually grabbed the placket of the deadwood monk and pulled it hard!

With the sound of "snort", a large piece of the clothes on the chest of the deadwood monk was torn off, and a silk silk fell.

When the deadwood monk saw the silk falling out, he hurriedly wanted to snatch it, not wanting to suddenly shake his hand and shoot a golden air mass.

The air mass contained a terrifying aura, and the deadwood monk did not dare to connect it hard, so he had to withdraw again!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huo Yuanzhen grabbed the silk silk that was still floating in the air, glanced at it hastily, and then put it in his arms.

As soon as the deadwood monk missed, he fell into the downwind, and the silk was snatched away, and he couldn't help but be furious: "One ring! Scoop back the old man's things!"

As he spoke, the deadwood monk pounced in the air, his eyes were red, his palms smashed down, and his palms were pitch black, which was actually a kind of cold exercise.

"Sooner or later, this thing will be a disaster for the common people, so let's keep it for the poor monk!"

Huo Yuanzhen spoke, his hands were interlocked, and his two index fingers stretched forward, "One finger is alluring!"

The unphased robbery refers to the fourth type, and this deadwood monk finally came to a hard fight!

The figures of the two of them suddenly separated!

Huo Yuanzhen's face was pale, but he still stood with a smile.

The deadwood monk spat blood from his mouth and fled away.

An Ruhuan was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect Huo Yuanzhen's skills to have improved to this extent, the strength of that deadwood monk was very strong, and he could actually defeat him in a head-on fight.

But as soon as the dead wood was far away, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook a few times.

But he hadn't fallen down yet, but his face was pale, Huo Yuanzhen looked back at An Ruhuan and Zhao Yuankui: "This time it must be safe." ”