The fight between the soul of the tiger demon and the dragon descending Arhat was very intense, but it was very obvious that the soul of the tiger demon was still a little timid and the breath of the immortal family on the dragon descending Arhat, and he was obviously at a disadvantage, but despite this, it also restrained the dragon descending Arhat.

A murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the eagle hook nose, and he took out a master knife from his back, and without saying a word, he rushed directly towards Master Fan, and the masked old man was also resentful, only then did he know that he was played by this crazy monk, and he couldn't wait to kill Master Fan immediately, and then he pulled out the dust on his waist and ran to Master Fan with the hook nose.

At this time, Master Huikong and the others also saw some clues, woke up from the shock just now, got up from the ground one after another, held various magic weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the two of them together.

A bloody fight is inevitable, Master Fan glanced at the remnants of the dragon descending Arhat who was invited by himself, and immediately waved his palms and greeted the two of them, this time it seems that it is not possible to fight hard, for the sake of the monks of this Dakong Temple, even if they fight for this old life, they must repel the two of them, to say that the two of them will be killed, even if Master Fan is such an amazing cultivation, there is no certainty at all.

In the blink of an eye, the hook nose waved the master knife in front of Master Fan, and waved the master knife in his hand into a white and miserable knife shadow, covering Master Fan's whole body, and in an instant, he could cut out seven or eight knives in a row, the speed was too fast, the naked eye could not distinguish the trajectory of the blade at all, and each knife was cut to the vital point of Master Fan, just to try his best to take his life.

Subsequently, the masked old Taoist also arrived with the dust, wanting to join the battle with the hooked nose, but was intercepted by Master Huikong and others, and immediately fought with him.

This masked old man fought with Master Huikong and others in the Black Wind Ridge before, and was seriously injured by the two thousand-year-old bats of the white-haired old man, and it has only been less than a month, although he looks alive now, he is actually still injured, and he can't talk about it on the same day as when he was in the heyday of the Black Wind Ridge.

Huikong, Huicong, Master Huiming and others, plus the little monk Zen Xin and others, all of them are not low in cultivation, plus the other monks in the temple, they rushed up, how could the masked old Taoist parry, only a few rounds, he was kicked to the ground by Master Huikong.

The masked old man turned over and got up, and then he found out the evil ghost trick, pinching the trick and chanting the mantra, with a wave, the black mist was steaming, and the yin qi was mighty, and the murderous souls of the Qingxu Demon Dao and Weng Chai were released again, and there were two or three murderous souls with relatively thin figures, trembling together with the monks of the Great Empty Temple again.

In an instant, the shouts of killing in the Dakong Temple were everywhere, and the swords and swords and shadows were connected together, and in this place of Buddhism and cultivation, a bloody storm was staged.

After the masked old Taoist released these murderous spirits, plus himself, he was able to barely resist the monks of this big empty temple.

Over there, Eagle Hook Nose and Master Fan fought the hottest battle, the two of them fought together, not only the shadows of the swords, but also the dangers lurking, even the figures of the two of them were impossible to see, because they were too hard, the ground was full of footprints stepped out by the two of them, and the ground was all made of pieces of stone, which showed how fierce their fight was.