Chapter 151 Blood Demon Remnant Diagram (Three Shifts)

After shaking Zhuang Qin away, Huo Yuanzhen jumped down from the treetops, his black and white monk's robe fluttering, like a Lingbo immortal monk.

Under the tree, He Yuan was shot in the waist by Huo Yuanzhen's unphased robbery finger, and now he was sitting there cross-legged, doing his best, hoping to force out that fiery true qi.

Shang Ming was shocked under the tree by Huo Yuanzhen's punch, and he still had combat effectiveness, but when he saw Huo Yuanzhen coming down, he had lost the courage to continue fighting.

This monk was moving around him step by step, and outside his body, a huge golden bell completely enveloped him, and this golden bell was still rotating, and it felt breathtaking at a glance.

"You demon monk, don't come here!"

Shang Ming held the long sword in his hand, looked at Huo Yuanzhen tremblingly, kept waving the long sword, and threatened.

But his footsteps are already constantly retreating.

Finally leaned against a tree, looking at the monk walking step by step with a desperate face, the slow footwork, and the huge golden bell, all brought great pressure to his heart, although the monk got closer and closer, his mental defense line was almost crushed.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!

Huo Yuanzhen slowly advanced, his mouth was still putting pressure on Shang Ming, the enemy had basically lost his combat power, and this was the last one.

"Ahh

Shang Ming screamed, and finally couldn't stand such a huge pressure, and slashed out with a sword like madness.

At this moment, he had forgotten the key to the lightness of the sword, and just instinctively slashed with the sword.

"Click!"

With the sound of metal colliding, Shang Ming's long sword slashed at Huo Yuanzhen's protective golden bell, and then broke off in response.

There was a slight buzz in the Admiralty, and there was no change in color.

As long as it is an internal force below the innate level, no attack can break this golden bell, unless Huo Yuanzhen's own internal force is exhausted and cannot maintain the operation of the golden bell.

After breaking Shang Ming's long sword, Huo Yuanzhen finally put away the golden bell, although the defense is extremely strong, but the consumption of internal force is indeed not small, and his current internal force is not enough to maintain the operation of the golden bell jar for a long time.

And the person in front of him has lost his fighting spirit, and he can't use the golden bell jar.

"Master!"

Over there, He Yuan got up, the injury on his waist was not good, and the firepower of the Matchless Finger had already scorched the clothes on his waist and his skin was scorched, but he couldn't care so much, and walked over with pain.

"Master, you are merciful, please spare my third brother. ”

As soon as He Yuan pleaded, Shang Ming also regained his senses, yes, why do you have to come hard, the person in front of him is a monk, as long as it is easy to talk and discuss, the monk will not be too difficult for himself.

Immediately, he also bowed and pleaded again and again, completely forgetting the arrogance of himself and the others just now.

Soon, Zhuang Qin and Chai Xian, who were beaten out by Huo Yuanzhen, also came back and joined the team of pleading.

People are like this, when you feel that the strength of the other party is about the same, you can still maintain some integrity, but when you find that the mouse in front of you is actually a tiger, then you will easily lose the courage to fight.

What's more, it's still a good talkative tiger, and it's over when he pleads, and whoever continues to beat is a fool.

"Amitabha, the poor monks didn't want to fight with a few people, but a few donors with murder weapons to enter the temple, the poor monks stopped you and put the poor monks to death, so naturally a few people were sober. ”

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master, let's go, let's go. ”

Zhuang Qin and the others also found that what they were doing was really a jerk, and it was no different from those underworld characters who robbed their homes and houses, and they wanted to leave with shame. ...,

Huo Yuanzhen said with a smile: "It's not so easy for a few people to leave. ”

The faces of the four little famous swords changed, could it be that this monk wanted to kill himself and others?

But now they didn't dare to speak rashly, so they had to look at Huo Yuanzhen with that watery pleading look, that is, Huo Yuanzhen had no hair, otherwise the eyes of these half-grown old men were guaranteed to make his hair stand up.

"It's not that the poor monks won't let a few donors go, but someone has come. ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's explanation, the faces of the four little famous swords changed greatly, and after listening to them attentively, after a while, they heard the rustling of the treetops and the sound of their sleeves breaking through the air.

"It's broken! Zheng Jiugong is here!"

Several people's faces turned white, Zheng Jiugong was different from the monk in front of him, this was a real mortal lord, there was no mercy to talk about, the four of them ran to Shaolin Temple just to avoid Zheng Jiugong's pursuit.

It must have been during the fight just now, this monk's kind of roar that can deaf people's ears lured Zheng Jiugong over.

Although the four small famous swords are not Zheng Jiugong's opponents, but the four of them can still do it by joining forces, but in the battle with this monk just now, they were all injured, and at this time, there is only one way to die against Zheng Jiugong.

In the darkness of the night, a vague shadow could already be seen in the distance, and it was too late to run.

Zhuang Qin was still more shrewd in the end, and hurriedly said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Master, please, help us repel this person." ”

"Amitabha, your fight has nothing to do with the poor monks, and the poor monks are not good at interfering. ”

The four little famous swords were anxious when they heard it, although this monk has a good heart, but it is inevitable that he is a little pedantic, this side is about to die, doesn't he care?

"Master, can you bear to watch him kill the four of us here?"

Hearing the pleas of several people, Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help but look a little embarrassed: "Although the poor monks don't want to fight, but the rivers and lakes have their own rules, and the poor monks are not good at interfering in your affairs, after all, why are you fighting, and the poor monks don't know anything." ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, the four little famous swords also felt reasonable, looked at each other, and finally Zhuang Qin gritted his teeth: "Master, it is really not appropriate to say more now, but you can rest assured, as long as you repel this person, we will definitely tell you a big secret." ”

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head slightly, you said that the secret is the secret book, in case I help you retreat from the enemy, you tell me who and whose wife stole the man, it is also a secret.

Seeing that the figure over there was already approaching within a few dozen zhang, and he and the others would be finished if they delayed for a while, Zhuang Qin finally said to Huo Yuanzhen: "This matter is related to the battle of Shaomu Mountain thirty years ago, a demon sect master died in Shaomu Mountain, leaving behind a remnant map, this picture is related to the secret of the white-haired blood demon Ding, it is said that if you find all the remnant maps, you can get the blood demon inheritance, we are all here for this!"

Hearing this, Huo Yuan couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, it was related to the inheritance of the white-haired blood demon!

In this way, this matter is still settled!

"Amitabha, the matter of the blood demon, the poor monk is also very concerned, since this is the case, the poor monk will help a few donors to retreat from the offender. ”

"Thank you, master, the person who came is Zheng Jiugong, this person is a master of Jiangnan, he is a teacher of the Western Regions, and he has practiced a toad skill, and the four of us brothers are not its enemies, and the abbot should be careful when he fights with him for a while." ”

After Zhuang Qin finished speaking, the four of them retreated a few feet away as if they were afraid.

In fact, they had already made up their minds in their hearts, as long as they made a move here, the four of them would run.

Both of them are masters, and it is impossible to stop immediately, and the four of them have a chance to escape calmly.

Zheng Jiugong finally approached here, and before the person arrived, he laughed first: "Hahahaha! Four little cheap! Do you still want to run away when you meet the old man? Obediently tell the news of the remnant picture, say it, the old man will spare you from dying!"..., between the swing of the sleeves, Zheng Jiugong fell to a tree not far in front, his hand was pressed down in the void, and the sleeves fell, with a graceful demeanor, a master's demeanor.

But when he stood still, he suddenly found that the four small famous swords were standing in a row far away, and there was no sign of coming at all, but in front of them, there was a monk.

As soon as he saw this monk, Zheng Jiugong's head immediately grew several times, this thief God, why did he send this bald donkey to his eyes again?

"You, you, you bald master, why are you here?"

Huo Yuanzhen's face turned cold, "This is the mountain road of Shaolin Temple, the poor monk is the abbot of Shaolin, where am I not here?"

"Yes, what the master said is reasonable, but today the old man is here to find these people, and he definitely has no intention of getting along with the master. ”

Hearing Zheng Jiugong's words, the four little famous swords who were about to escape over there couldn't help but look at each other, why did this Zheng Jiugong seem to be afraid of this monk?

"Since you don't mean to get along with the poor monks, why are you still showing off your might on this mountain road?"

Zheng Jiugong was held back for a moment, and he was embarrassed to play majestic on the tree, so he jumped down from the treetops.

"These four people are going to my Shaolin Buddha worship, the donor should please go back. ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Zheng Jiugong finally couldn't hold his breath.

He is really afraid of this monk, in his heart, this person has unpredictable abilities, but this time the matter of the remnant picture is too important, and some people even say that after getting the remnant picture, you can get the inheritance of the blood demon.

The white-haired blood demon has disappeared for a hundred years, and since then, the blood demon vein on the rivers and lakes has been broken, although this is an evil skill, but no one wants to get it.

The monk in front of him blocked himself, that is, he prevented himself from becoming the number one master in the world, although Zheng Jiugong was afraid, he had to hold on to it at this time.

"Master, these four people, Zheng must be taken, I hope the master can make it convenient!"

As he spoke, Zheng Jiugong's face also turned cold.

However, unlike Huo Yuan's really relaxed freehand, he pulled up his posture slightly.

It's just that this posture is a little strange, saying that offense is not offense, saying that defense is not defense, it seems that you can get on at any time, and you can run at any time.

Although he saw through the thoughts of Zheng Jiugong's head and rat, Huo Yuanzhen did not dare to be careless.

Zheng Jiugong, who was at the peak of the middle congenital stage, has the miraculous skill of toad skill, and now he is definitely not to be underestimated in a head-to-head battle.

It can even be said that this is the first time that Huo Yuanzhen has really faced a strong man since he came to this world, and it will also be a severe test for himself, not only to win, but also to win beautifully, this difficulty is extremely huge!

Clenched his fists slightly, Huo Yuanzhen took a deep breath: "It's coming!"

ps: The third watch, the donors are invincible, and they suddenly let the poor monk rush into the team of the great gods, and the tragic tyranny and counter-explosion are launched!

Donors, push me Shaolin forward! The poor monk has gone to the fourth chapter!

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