Regardless of victory or defeat, Xiao Zamao's mood has risen a lot tonight.

Sanmao Sword Technique defeated the Shadowless Qinggang, but it could only shake it back, and the old monks on all sides fell to the ground and rose again, not stopping the Qingyi and vowing not to give up.

Li Xiyang was unable to draw his sword, but he jumped up with the old monk, and then grabbed his legs, trying to drag him back to the ground!

The God of Wealth outside the arch ran out at some point, and he was moved by the concerted efforts of everyone, and he looked like he was going to insert a foot in spite of his body, and ran to the feet of the three people, but no matter how he jumped, he couldn't catch the toes of one of them.

Perhaps thinking it was a pity, Brother Cai scolded angrily below: "Old bald donkey, what are you doing jumping so high!"

The flag waved on the eight arms, and the two of them were retreated by the strong fan, and they both spit out a mouthful of blood, how fast the wind was surging, Brother Cai had no time to react, and screamed.

Li Xiyang pressed on Brother Cai's chest, his expression was sluggish, the injury behind him was already serious, it was rare to be able to hold on to such a point, but there was still no movement on the roof of the flower basket, I don't know what trouble Chen Yuzhi encountered.

"Little Zamao, are you alright?"

Li Xiyang shook his head and said, "You go and see Miss Ruotang!"

The Taoist robe stared at the flower basket building, and the old monk broke through the air, and he could reach the top in a few breaths......

The little snake stopped, Chen Yuzhi felt useful, and said: "Little ancestor, do you think about how happy it would be to live with a little female snake in the coiling dragon jade?

The little loach rolled a few talismans with lightning speed, and then sent them to the hands of Qingshan, touching the talisman lightly in his palm, Chen Yuzhi silently recited in his heart: "The ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty is above, the demon Tianzun returns, the rune is ordered by you, Changchuan obeys, dare to violate, the thunder axe is not tolerated, and the urgency is like a law!"

A pillar of wind broke the eaves and went down to the foot of the building, the double wind carried thunder through the heavens and the earth, the thunder and tornado erupted, and the people who had just slept in Suzhou City were awakened again, and they walked to the courtyard to look at the wonders that appeared in the night sky, and some people said: "Look at this direction, it seems to be in the place of the Rinshan Temple of the inclined bridge......"

The old monks on all sides crashed into the wind wall, and then were hit back by several thunderbolts back to the gravel pile, and the dust was once again filled, and the evil Buddhism was completely broken.

Li Xiyang knew the hole card of the green shirt, this move can be said to be a killing move, the elders of the Maoshan Discipline Hall could not resist that day, although it was the result of Wu Jianxiang's help, but the two have also discussed since then, all because of the abundance of Maoshan aura, so the power of heaven and earth has been raised to the point of uncontrollable, but in the world, such an abnormal situation will never happen, and the wind and thunder are surging tonight, which also confirms the conjecture of the two.

Ruotang and Brother Cai met Chen Yuzhi for the first time, and were frightened by this scene, the wind and thunder rolled the flower basket building into the ground, leaving only two broken giant pillars standing here, the hosta woman breathed a sigh of relief, if the giant pillar is destroyed, I am afraid that the souls inside will not be reincarnated, she doesn't know what means the green shirt swordsman used, but as far as the scene in front of her is concerned, it is estimated that she is almost more than her master......

Brother Cai's heart was surging, his eyes were shining with tears, he couldn't wait to kowtow to his teacher immediately, with his brother with such means by his side, he was looking for a wine saint to do, he forgot the pain of being pressed just now, and shouted at the wind: "Oh my God, why do you want me to be so embarrassed! From now on, my heart is the wine saint, and my person is Chen Xiaojiu!"

Li Xiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally destroyed the golden body of the evil Buddha at the last moment, and it is estimated that the old bald donkey will not be able to make any waves. Ruotang, on the other hand, stared at Gu Mao'er like a fool, pointed to his head and said, "Stinky Daoist, is there a problem with your friend?"

"There should be no ......"

The wind and thunder gradually dispersed, the bricks and tiles fell in the Rinshan Temple, Chen Yuzhi stood between the two pillars, his clothes were ragged, and there was a small golden snake coiled on his shoulders, his expression was a little sluggish, but his back was still standing up to the world. Tsing Yi could have left the eye of the storm, but in order to protect the two pillars of the building stayed in it, fortunately did not appear in the out-of-control scene of Maoshan, he shouted at the pile of rubble: "Old bald donkey, it seems that the Buddha can't protect you! You just said that there is only one road under the feet of the master? Do you dare to say it again?"

The yin qi in the Rinshan Temple dissipated, and the hundreds of monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion chanted the scriptures together, the Zen was awe-inspiring, and the spire vajra blasted into the ground, Chen Yuzhi flashed back to everyone, and asked: "Little Zamao, this is the vajra that hurt you?"

Li Xiyang nodded, and said weakly: "That vajra can be divided into three, among which the Zen is strong, be careful!"

Qing Yi looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and said, "This group of little bald donkeys actually helped to abuse!"

The old monk was disgraced, and got up from the pile of rubble, the destruction of the flower basket building is not a big deal, but the golden body of the evil Buddha made him heartbroken, with the blessing of the power of the evil Buddha, he can fight with the master of Tongyou in the Rinshan Temple, and I don't know how the little girl learned the way to crack it, at this time it is useless to think about these things, he has to nail these juniors to death no matter what, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart!

He walked out of the gravel pile, drove the vajra to attack the green shirt, and with another loud noise, everyone retreated to the green bamboo fence, but there was no old monk.

At the foot of the broken pillar, the old monk looked hideous, and said tentatively: "Stinky girl, are your relatives in the formation?"

Ruotang was concerned and chaotic, and shouted: "What do you want!"

The old monk is old and refined, and his scheming is comparable to the deep resistance of the city government, thinking that this girl's previous actions are all to rescue the souls of the dead, so as long as she controls the formation, it is equivalent to pinching the seven inches of the other party, he immediately smiled and said: "At this time, I can make these souls never overborn, what do you think I want?"

"Old bald donkey, you are so vicious, how can you be worthy of your bald head?"

Brother Cai didn't know what was hidden, but he was angry at the sinister appearance of the other party, so he started a war of words, after all, he was not good at learning, and he had no place to make a contribution except for spitting.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll give you two options, either abandon the sword and surrender, or die and break the net!"

Maoshan Xiaodao and Qingyi glanced at each other, a little hesitant at the moment, Miss Ruotang clenched her fists, on the one hand, she didn't want to pull them into the water, and on the other hand, she wanted to rescue the imprisoned souls, and she was in a dilemma......

Brother Cai shouted: "You are afraid that your brain will be kicked by a donkey, and you want us to abandon our swords and surrender to you to slaughter?"

The old monk was a little annoyed by this troublemaker, and when he raised his hand, the vajra was divided into three, and they all attacked Gu Mao'er...... The green shirt pulled him back to his side, and the black sword was sheathed to accumulate killing intent for a long time, and at this time, he came out of the sheath with a sword drawn and slashed, and the three blades were stacked on top of each other to raise the sword and slash nine times, but he still couldn't resist the vajra, so he had to drag Brother Cai to sweep farther away......

Although he escaped a pestle, if he wanted to get rid of the old monk, he was afraid that it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky, and his brows were tightly locked......

The old monk reached out, the three pestles were in one, and said with a sneer: "How is it, have you thought about it?"

The tattered robe looked at Miss Ruotang, and couldn't bear to see her struggling so much, so she lost the peachwood sword with her sleeve.

Those who know don't speak, those who say don't know, Xiaodao lost the peachwood sword, but won the hearts of beautiful people, like a narcissus or orchid, reflecting a silence, embellishing a season, blooming the road ahead, and amazed a person.