Wind and snow!

A sword!

When he is dying, he will pull the old monk of Pukong who started the attack!

In the face of Feng Qingxue's resolute blow, Monk Pukong smiled slightly, revealing a disdainful expression.

"There are more than 500 weak people on the god list, and they dare to do something with Lao Gao!?" Monk Pukong sneered, "If this is Chu Chen, that's it! It's up to you, and you still want to hurt me?"

"Daydreaming!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the monk Pukong, with his hands folded, chanting words in his mouth, as if he had become a Buddha on the ground, exuding golden light all over his body!

In an instant, Feng Qingxue's sword blade had already hit the old monk in front of him.

But the old monk's face did not change and he did not move.

Bang!!!

There was an earth-shattering impact that almost made the surrounding space tremble!

The sharp sword in Feng Qingxue's hand was almost about to stab the forehead of the old monk Pukong, but it seemed to be a millimeter away, but he couldn't take half a step forward to the sword!

The slightest difference, the ordinary monk, unscathed!

"Hehe......" Monk Pukong smiled proudly, the golden light around his body, like a golden bell jar, was the strongest defensive enchantment that was tricky and difficult to break!

Immediately afterwards, the monk Pukong's backhand was a palm. It slammed into the wind and snow in front of him.

With such a close blow from the two, although Feng Qingxue couldn't take half a step forward, Pukong easily broke through Feng Qingxue's defenses!

A palm is in front of Qingxue.

Burst......

The flying blood in the sky is like raindrops, just falling down!

I saw that the wind and snow were like a kite with a broken string, falling rapidly in the air, completely losing consciousness and breathing......

"Qingxue!" Zhou Suxin hurriedly rushed forward and caught the falling wind and snow.

Seeing that she was seriously injured, her face turned pale. Not even breathing. But the pulse is still slightly fluttering, and it seems that there is still a last bit of vitality!

The other party's palm almost killed Feng Qingxue on the spot!

"Qingxue ......" Zhou Suxin mournfully hugged the dying Feng Qingxue, and the members of the Baimeng around him were almost inseparable, pressing step by step.

"Senior Sister!! Chu Pavilion also fell into an atmosphere of despair.

"Hmm!~?" Pukong above, seeing the wind and snow, was not completely dead!?

You must know that when he did it just now, Monk Pukong showed no mercy to his subordinates at all, and planned to kill Feng Qingxue on the spot!

'This little doll has a very tenacious vitality......

The monk didn't know that Feng Qingxue's flesh and skin were made of a parchment scroll that was integrated into the earth's evil powers. Therefore, the surface of Feng Qingxue's skin is equivalent to an extra layer of invisible cover, and it is difficult to break her body with ordinary attacks!

Rao is like this, with the strength of the Pukong monk, he still almost killed Feng Qingxue on the spot - it can be seen that the strength of this Pukong monk is also extraordinary!

At this time, everyone in Baimeng saw it, and when they calmed down one by one, although Feng Qingxue was counter-killed, they still admired her skills very much!

There are more than 500 powerhouses on the god list, if they don't meet a desperately powerful opponent like Shaolin, they can completely suppress the existence of one side!

Feng Qingxue just made a sword, and as soon as he made a move, he could see that the power was extraordinary!

"The strength of this Chu Pavilion disciple is not weak...... It's really amazing that this girl can have such a terrifying sword aura!"

"yes...... If it were me, I'm afraid I would have been killed on the spot! I've never seen such a terrifying and powerful sword qi! Even a strong man who claims to be a sword god is nothing more than that, right?"

If you are willing to abandon the secret and turn to the light, why is this so? Alas...... It's sad and lamentable, but there is something hateful about poor people......"

The people of the Baimeng, although they recognized the strength of the Chu Pavilion. But there is still a great deal of misunderstanding and hostility. just waited for the last Shaolin to speak and completely exterminate it.

"Old monk, dead bald donkey! You framed my master, you want to destroy me! You can't die well!" Zhou Suxin glared at Pukong who was high above him viciously, and cursed angrily.

"Haha......" Monk Pukong laughed, this kind of curse sounded weak to him!

Only the weak will use words as a means to attack others, and it has no effect or effect at all!

The real strong man is with his fists!

Kill your opponent directly!

"Kill!" Monk Pukong coldly ordered, "Baimeng listens to the order!

"No !! forgiveness"

With the cold words, it was like the final sentence of death!

The people of the Baimeng are finally going to start, and they will start to do something against the Chu Pavilion and completely wipe it out!

"You can choose to surrender and save your lives...... There's no need to die with us......" Seeing that the matter had come to this, Zhou Suxin no longer had any hope, but she still couldn't bear to have so many innocent lives to be wiped out together, so she said with relief.

There were a large number of disciples present, all of whom had been healers in the Tomb Hall. In other words, the former anti-Zhou Suxin was their boss. Strictly speaking, he can be regarded as half a master of all of them!

Now Zhou Suxin is relieved, she doesn't want to affect so many people.

But—

"I am willing to live and die with Chu Pavilion!" "The disciples of Chu Pavilion, they are united in their hearts and minds, and they will never be soft!

Thundered......

Tens of thousands of people in the Hundred Leagues, almost at the same time, the picture of supernatural powers is very spectacular and terrifying!

It's like the heavens and the earth changing color, and the ghosts and gods are shocked!

All kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of magical powers, are unpredictable in the air, tossing and turning! Besiege the people of Chu Pavilion!

The momentum of tens of thousands of people in this hundred alliances, not to mention the use of supernatural powers to kill the Chu Pavilion, even if it is one person who spits at the mouth, it is enough to drown dozens of people in the Chu Pavilion.

The situation of the scuffle is almost one-sided!

In just a few seconds, the winner has already been decided!

There are dozens of disciples in the Chu Pavilion, where are these people's opponents. They were defeated in an instant, and all of them fell to the ground wounded......

"To descend or not to descend!? This is the last chance......" Suddenly, someone in the crowd asked loudly.

"Don't fall, don't fall!" The disciples of the Chu Pavilion bit to death, and they would never grovel!

"Okay! Then don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite! Shaolin League leader, I'll first cut off the head of a Chu Pavilion disciple, and it will be regarded as a congratulatory gift for joining the Hundred League!" As he spoke, a big man suddenly rushed out with a golden silk ring knife in his hand.

Rushing at the people of Chu Pavilion, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and it was completely unstoppable!

With a swing of the knife, the sharp weapon was vertical and horizontal, and the knife wind swept out, almost cutting off everyone's heads in unison.

But at this moment—

I saw that in front of the people in the Chu Pavilion, a faint golden light suddenly appeared!

Suddenly, he resisted the attack of the sword wind!

The golden light is no stranger to everyone. Because the monk Pukong also used a similar trick!

"Shaolin's golden light mask!?what's going on!?" everyone couldn't help but be amazed when they saw this.

(End of chapter)