The huge martial arts arena is extremely vast, even if an army of 10,000 people stands in it, it will not feel crowded, the martial arts arena is all made of black boulders, covered with dense footprints, and countless small black knife marks and saber teeth, obviously after thousands of battles to form such a scene.

At this time, in the martial arts arena, there are two small figures as if they have evolved various moves to attack each other, the girl sometimes dances like a butterfly, the movements are incomparably light, and they are full of agility between falling together, and sometimes they are like a little eagle, moving quickly and attacking fiercely between retreating and entering.

This kind of attack secretly complained to the little monk on the other side, and he could only defend passively and attack once in a while, but it was still understated.

This made the little monk feel bad.

"Little monk, if you don't make a move, you won't want to leave. "Miss Linfang's little monk was defeated at this time, but she still didn't give up.

After the martial arts arena just came, the little monk was eager to try, and the first one rushed up to fight with Miss Lin, but unexpectedly, Miss Lin seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind, but in fact, the magic power was boundless, and when the little monk faced her, it was like facing a wild beast, and the magic power of the spiritual realm was like mud into the sea and couldn't turn over a small wave.

"Hmph, good men don't fight with women, little Buddha I let you, besides, I didn't even find out that you had turned into a spiritual realm of great consummation, and I was negligent for a while, so I fell behind, you are optimistic, the little Buddha has made a move, and he is merciful. The little monk has a hard mouth, and he is stunned and refuses to admit defeat, but at this time, it is rare for the little monk to be serious.

Reciting scriptures silently in the heart, the supernatural power operates, the golden light gushes out from the body, such as a torrent around the body, the sacred, a phantom itself after condensation, the empty and do, many phantoms can not see the appearance clearly, but vaguely can still see the general outline, there are long-eyebrow old men chanting "Amitabha Buddha", there are bald old monks holding a demon pestle, and a big Buddha with three heads and six arms, three faces are sad and happy, all are ancient Buddhist sages.

The wooden name that looks at all this secretly claims to be strange, and the wooden name will not be these.

Kimina looked at the fighting method of the two of them motionlessly, and secretly operated the spirit technique. The golden spirit body in his mind was deducing the magical powers of the two at this time, but Mu Ming felt that his actions were extremely obscure, and he seemed to have no method of cultivation, so he didn't know his true intentions, and he had no form.

The fighting between the two continued to heat up.

The little monk is solemn, and the magic power is running, and the Zen sound is endless, as if the ancient monks came to preach. The divine text flies, imprinted in the void.

The body of the little monk is held up by those golden Buddha lights, surrounded by all Buddhas, like a newborn little Buddha master, opening the altar to preach, chanting words in his mouth, words are beady, and the glow is flying.

Suddenly, all the phantoms behind the little monk raised their right arms, their five fingers opened, and they came towards the Lin Fang on the ground, and after all the right arms converged together, a big palm the size of three zhang was suppressed from above, and the fingerprints of the palm were still blurred, only the outline of five fingers composed of golden mist, but it was actually terrifying.

In contrast, Lin Fang's petite body was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and she didn't see any movement, and suddenly, a pillar of water blue light appeared above her head, and the pillar of light turned into a semicircular light curtain covering the heaven and earth around Lin Fang's body.

At this time, the palm of the hand also came suppressed.

It's like a big hand with a base color slapping on top of an egg.

Mu Ming couldn't help but be surprised, although Mu Ming had never fought with anyone, but he also understood that under such power, Lin Fang might be worried about his life.

Just about to open his mouth to stop it, he heard Lin Fang's voice coming.

"Little monk, the great mercy and compassion palm of Buddhism can exert such a complexion in your hands, but it has not failed this great supernatural power. However, it was still almost hot. “

As soon as the words fell, a loud bang was heard, and the big palm was firmly slapped on the aqua blue light curtain. Suddenly, several black boulders on the ground were shattered one after another, and the black mist was rising, and it was impossible to see it really.

Mu Ming couldn't help but use the divine spirit trick, and a golden tadpole suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a pair of black pupils suddenly turned into golden pupils.

I saw that Lin Fang was protected by a layer of water-blue light curtain in the black mist, her clothes fluttered, the blue glow flowed around her body like flowing water, and a bunch of blue wings emerged behind her, like blue butterflies, soaring into the air, her movements were light, and she flew to the same height as the little monk in the blink of an eye.

And at this time, the big golden palm was covered with dense cracks, as if it would all crack in the next moment, and the blue light curtain was indeed intact and even more brilliant, like a big blue gem, protecting Lin Fang slowly rising.

"Hey, the little monk admits defeat. The little monk thinks that his talent is invincible, and he never thought that the little benefactor was so powerful as you. Amitabha, the master is right, the green mountains outside the mountain, the building outside the building, the white clouds in the water, the sky outside the sky. What the master said was true. ”

The little monk saw that his most proud magic power still couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest, and he didn't believe it at first, but when Lin Fang showed that kind of combat power, the little monk knew that there was no hope of victory, and he could see it.

"Hmph, this girl is invincible, it's not fun to admit defeat now, it's been a long time since I've had a happy fight. There's one more, though, and I hope you don't let me down, wood. Lin Fang was a little dissatisfied with the little monk's admission of defeat, but the little monk's praise made her a little fluttery, her expression seemed displeased, but her heart was happy.

Mu Ming saw the little monk admit defeat, but he was also stunned, according to the character of the little monk, he would not easily admit defeat to that kind of person, how did he suddenly admit defeat, just when he was pondering, he heard the eldest lady's roll call array, and Mu Ming couldn't help but think about it.

Calming down, Kikina calmed down.

Walked out slowly, quietly looking at the girl in mid-air, the girl was surrounded by blue light at this time, and the glow was gushing, like a fairy from the nine heavens, extremely smart.

A pair of eyes that were not big narrowed into a pair of small crescents at this time, and looked at Kina, who walked over, with a smile, as if he was enjoying the feeling of "abusing his opponent" like this.

"The name of the wood benefactor, you can be sure. At this time, the little monk put away his magical powers, stepped to Mu Ming's side, and whispered, but his tone was a little anxious, and he didn't have the quiet and peaceful appearance he had before.

"I won't do this" After Mu Ming glanced at the little monk, he was a little helpless and embarrassed.

"What you won't you won't do?" The little monk's expectant eyes were a little unnatural at this time, what he was most worried about still happened, he took the initiative to admit defeat before, he really couldn't fight the other party, not anything else. I can only hope for Kina.

Otherwise, neither of them will be able to leave.

"I don't know how to fight. Ki Na didn't know how to answer.,When I was in Kimura before, the duel between Ki Na and his friends was a little bit of a fight.,The duel with Ah Gong is also Ah Gong's teaching Ki Na.,It's not a real knife and a real gun.。

At this time, it's not the case, if you lose two people, you won't be able to leave, and Kimina will naturally not forget his purpose of leaving Kimura.

But at this time, I can only play hard.

"Well, you'll throw in the towel later, and tonight we'll promise that they won't find us, and it seems that the master's treasure can finally come in handy. The little monk was not distressed, and thought that there was a way to escape.

"Well, I'll try. "Kinama doesn't say much.

"Hmph, what are the two of you talking about secretly, hurry up, ask this girl to beat, when you make this girl happy, let you go, you can't leave if you want to. "Miss Lin doesn't think that Mu Ming can turn over in the palm of her hand. Among the few people, the realm of Mu Ming is the lowest, and it is only the late stage of the first spirit realm.

Mu Ming turned a deaf ear, and the scene of the previous duel between the two echoed in his mind, and every move and style was practiced in his mind, constantly tempered.

"Wood, look at it, I made a move, and if I can't beat it, I'll beg for mercy. Lin Fang kindly reminded. However, this time in the eyes of the little monk, he was secretly glad.

I saw that Miss Lin in mid-air suddenly put away the light curtain, and those blue lights poured into the pair of blue wings behind her.

The wings suddenly shone brightly, and it was more than twice as large as before, and Kimina only felt a flower in front of him, only to see a sound of breaking wind coming towards him, and he only felt a cold forehead, and he couldn't help but be surprised, but fortunately, there was no danger, and he only felt that the forehead that was still a little cool a moment ago was gently rubbed by a pair of small hands, like a dragonfly dotting water, and it did not cause harm to Kimina.

"Hmph, wood, this is a reminder for you, I'll be ruthless next time. "Miss Lin's body is as light as a swallow, and she landed in mid-air, her wings vibrated and fell together.

The two small crescents opened and closed gently, and some playfully looked at the wooden names below, as if they could joke at the wooden names at any time.

"Come, I'll fight you. Mu Ming was a little unconvinced at this time, and he was actually despised, although he was negligent before, but Mu Ming was very confident in himself, not to mention that he also got the magic skills such as the Divine Spirit Formula. Immediately, there was a fighting spirit in my heart, which was ignited.

I didn't see any superfluous movements, and with a pinch of his hands, the guards suddenly appeared with dense golden swords, and the surrounding void seemed to be squeezed out.

The sword body trembled, buzzing, if the sound of a sword is like a seal waving its wings, the sound is not loud, then the thousands of small swords are ringing, that is, it is as if thousands of seals are hovering in the ears, the sound is endless, shaking the void, and the small sword looks like a rain of swords floating behind Mu Ming from a distance, and the void is distorted.

Obviously, during this period of time, Kimina's supernatural power has been cultivated, but he lacks actual combat experience, and now that he has this opportunity, Kikina will take advantage of it, but Kikina is still worried that he will not be able to grasp the proportions. So I have been controlling it with my heart and not daring to be careless.

"Hey, what kind of magical power is this, it turned into a sword rain and so on, it turns out that the wooden name donor is like this, the wood name donor is really humble, ashamed, ashamed. Sure enough, what the master said was right, the white clouds in the water are outside the sky, and the master is wise. The little monk was amazed when he saw Mu Ming's miraculous power, and he affirmed the master's wisdom even more.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, see how I break it. Seeing this, Lin Fang was also surprised in his heart, Mu Ming actually made a magic power with his hands, which is very remarkable. But when he said this at any time, he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Go. Mu Ming controlled the sword rain towards the air, caused by the sword rain, the void distorted, the scene was blurred, the light gushed out, and the prosperity of the four directions swirled, as if the world had been opened, hazy.

Seeing the light rain coming to his face, Lin Fang didn't dodge, with a wave of his wings, and suddenly thousands of blue feathers shot out, overwhelming the sky.

Suddenly, the blue feathers collided with those small swords, sonorous, as if they were substance, you know, these are all condensed by essence, but at this time, it is sparks splashing, making people unable to distinguish the true from the false, in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many times they collided, the dense small swords and blue feathers have turned into mist and dissipated.

"That's it, wood, you still have a bad idea" Lin Fang just broke the magic power of the wooden name, and just wanted to speak, about to be proud, but unexpectedly, a golden sword rain that was more majestic than just now came, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"The little benefactor is really unusual, it's the little monk's clumsiness. Amitabha Buddha is a good wood name donor hit hard, and the little Buddha's share is counted together haha, right to chase and beat my Buddha compassion and then fast Buddha said, this move is very good" The little monk looked at the light and rain of Mu Ming, and couldn't help but admire it secretly, and then saw Lin Fang fleeing in the wilderness, and immediately danced with his hands, as if he was chasing others to fight.

Mu Ming and the two naturally heard the little monk's words, and they were fine at first, but when the little monk said the second half of the sentence, Yi Mu Ming's heart couldn't help but feel a spirit, and he almost couldn't control the sword rain well. The little monk changed too quickly. A little bandit who escaped alive.

Mu Ming is okay, at this time Mu Ming has a little advantage, and the sword rain in the sky is overwhelming, making Miss Lin dodge everywhere. However, after hearing the words of the little monk, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, regretting that he had done too lightly before.

With a rage in his heart, he suddenly stopped, and he didn't dodge, letting the light rain fly in. It's just that there is an extra blue feather in his hand.

When the light rain was less than a foot in front of him, Mu Ming was about to stop attacking, but unexpectedly, he saw a feather suddenly appear in front of the light rain, and before Mu Ming could make any moves, those sword rains involuntarily submerged into the blue feathers.

Kikina immediately felt that he couldn't control the sword rain.

I couldn't help but be surprised, what kind of magic power this is. What is it?

"Is this a divine treasure?" the little monk who spoke out was full of astonishment in his tone.

"What is the divine treasure?" Mu Ming also let the sword rain disappear at this time, and looked at the blue feather with both hands, only to see a mysterious wave emanating from it, secretly surprised, and did not forget to ask.

"The divine treasure is," the little monk frowned, as if thinking about how to answer.

"Hehe, it's really interesting, the two little dolls actually forced Fang'er to use this treasure, it's really good, I like the two scholars very much. The middle-aged man appeared on the periphery of the martial arts arena at some point, watching the battle in the arena, and muttering to himself.