The eight-story courtyard does not occupy a wide land, and the building looks ordinary, but there are countless mysteries hidden inside.

Nearly a thousand people poured out of the room, either guarding a door or standing on a wall, without the slightest sign of congestion. Everyone looked angry, and their bodies were surrounded by a faint golden light, and if there was an iron collision, there would definitely be a sonorous sound.

Thousands of people occupied all directions, and the golden light spread rapidly along the markings on the courtyard, hooking together, forming a huge formation, and bursting out of the sky-high golden light.

The sound of chanting came, deafening, no matter which direction you looked, you would see countless angry eyes King Kong, or screaming or smacking, killing intent. Invisibly, it makes people feel that they have fallen into the encirclement.

Everyone in the big courtyard was shocked, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "The strength of Putuo Temple is so strong, even if we are usually some famous outlaws, we are just a few thieves here at this time." This group of old bald donkeys who deceive people all day long are obviously idle and itchy, so they will design a pit to kill us!"

"Perhaps, the success of the fairy sword will eventually require a few people to come to the blood sacrifice. This old bald donkey is not good at blatantly killing people, so he tricked me and others to come and let his fairy sword strike! The old bald donkey is really "merciful!"

"But at the moment, the purpose of this old bald donkey is obviously not ours, look at this posture, the three people who came in outside should be not small. Maybe it's a good opportunity. ”

Kuzen originally wanted to kill these outlaws, but now there is a more important matter.

With a quick shake of his arms, he rolled up the wide long sleeves on his arms, pulled the jade belt around his waist, tightened his waist, and put away all the obstacles, holding the sword with one hand, the immortal qi on his body escaped, and his momentum continued to rise, as if he was a Ming king.

Thirty-six disciples turned over, holding demon-descending sticks, pointing at Wang Shi and the others.

The fierce man of the flower branch glanced at the monks in the formation, sneered, did not speak, but the curse mark on his body became even more violent. If it was a polemic, he was not afraid at all.

Yau Hua bowed his head slightly, and the ten fingers of his hands seemed to pluck countless strings, and he only needed to move lightly to produce a peerless sound.

"Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger!"

The thirty-six disciples roared angrily, the magic stick in their hands danced wildly, and the wind rose to the ground, instantly enveloping this small courtyard in it, and the immortal power transformed into the shape of a dragon and tiger, roaring and rushing out!

Although only three of the thirty-six people had reached the human fairyland, under the combination, they could all stimulate immortal power, and the momentum was naturally terrifying.

Snort!

Suddenly, countless green smoke rose up, and the dragon and tiger that attacked and killed were cut into countless pieces, and immediately fell apart and fell to the ground, becoming a phantom.

The demon-descending stick in Shinobi's hand suddenly stretched out and swept towards the senior brothers, and the disciples hurriedly withdrew their hands, but they still collided with it.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Countless demon-slaying sticks hit the ninja's demon-slaying sticks, and the powerful impact made him instantly spurt out a mouthful of blood, but he still held on and didn't let the brothers rush out.

"Look at your feet, it's poisonous!" Shinobu withdrew his magic stick, and hurriedly used it to support his body, and spat out a mouthful of purple-black blood.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The other senior brothers were suddenly startled, and then looked down carefully, and sure enough, there was a faint line of poison under their feet, if they took half a step rashly before, they were afraid that they would also be highly poisonous at this time.

The two senior brothers who approached immediately supported the silence, transitioned the majestic spiritual power and immortal power into his body, and began to detoxify it.

"Don't mess around! Form a formation and kill the demons!"

The senior brother suddenly shouted, and the dark golden light on the demon slaying stick in his hand was emitted, and the coercion of his own human fairy realm was also fully displayed. The golden light on the thousands of people around them suddenly flourished and fell on the bodies of these thirty-three people.

The masonry beneath his feet suddenly churned, like a spring gushing out, instantly expanding the narrow courtyard into a square so that it could be fought.

In this small eight-fold courtyard, there are hundreds of hidden formations inside. Rash intruders may not be able to get out without anyone attacking.

Youhua raised his head slightly at this time, and his fingers moved.

Zheng!

It's like thousands of strings breaking!

Countless silk threads suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, enveloping the entire Putuo Temple in it, and even more so on the neck of every disciple.

As long as the oil flower moves slightly, a large area of life can be harvested.

Frontal combat is not Yauhua's strong point, but when it comes to poisoning, he has reached the pinnacle of this world. In the face of a large number of enemies, the combat power he represents can even surpass that of Wang Shi.

The disciples who just wanted to rush forward suddenly stopped, as if they were reining in from a precipice, and they couldn't wait to let out a long roar in their mouths. They could find these poisons, and they could even resist them, but those little disciples couldn't bear it.

"Only villains can use poison as a means of indiscriminate, if it's a real man, then fight a battle in a dignified manner, if we lose, we will naturally be convinced. What kind of hero is he to threaten the lives of my fellow disciples?!"

The disciples looked at the oil flower angrily, eager to beat it into a pulp immediately.

Yau Hua lowered his head slightly, ignoring these words.

Among the outlaws, some people sneered: "Putuo Temple is just a group of people who beat two people, and they have the ability to fight one-on-one." If you are not a hero, you want others to be a hero, and your Putuo Temple is really a group of 'heroes'!"

For this series of sudden changes, all the outlaws really didn't expect it, and their minds immediately came alive. If these three people in front of them can contain the old bald donkeys in Putuo Temple, even if they can't get the fairy sword, it is not impossible to escape from here.

What's more, it hasn't really torn its face yet, does that old bald donkey dare to kill so many people out of nowhere?

Rob or run?

The outlaws are calculating in their hearts, waiting for the situation to change further.

Kuzen didn't expect that the disciples would be restrained by the other party as soon as they fought, and now there was a group of outlaws in the big courtyard, if he didn't make a move, this crisis would be difficult to solve.

These scourges could have been eradicated, but now they are running along. Kuzen didn't hesitate any longer, and slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The murderers' expressions immediately tightened, and they clenched the spiritual weapon in their hands for three points.

These people are no better than the true outlaws in the Nameless Lands, if Kuzen's sword is strong enough, then they will immediately turn and flee, if it is not too strong, then they will immediately swarm and kill them.

Just wait for the moment when Kuzen comes out of the sword!

Wang Shi looked at Kuzen's sword, his gaze was still as calm as water.

"Donor, please take the old monk's sword!"

The bitter Zen breath gushed, the tongue bloomed with spring thunder, the beard fluttered like lightning, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly enlarged, cutting a slight trace in the air, and then disappeared.

The vast immortal qi gathered into a long tail and swept over!

There seems to be a fairy sound between the mountain temples, and the golden light is suddenly generous!

The murderers suddenly fell into an ice cave, and the last thought in their hearts was extinguished. No longer hesitated, and rushed out in all directions. They only hope that the extraordinary-looking young man in front of them is not a silver spear wax head, and can resist the old bald donkey's one-and-a-half moves, so that they will have time to escape.

Rumble!

The fairy sword did not burst out with any sound, but the murderers erupted into countless thunderous sounds. The courtyard wall was immediately smashed to pieces, and the figures scattered like fireworks, fleeing in all directions, and the early backup means were also lit up one after another.

The poison line in Youhua's hand was immediately knocked out of countless holes, and bursts of green smoke instantly covered the cigarettes here.

Bang bang bang!

The disciples of Putuo Temple could not move, and could only watch the murderers trample on the temple and flee in all directions. Now they have to cooperate with the Bitter Zen Master Ancestor to use the Immortal Sword, and it doesn't hurt to let go of a few villains.

The hundreds of murderers gathered, the lowest cultivation level is the Divine Hidden Realm, and there is no shortage of powerhouses in the Human Fairy Realm, but at this time, they fled like frightened old hens.

Kuzen didn't care how these outlaws escaped, if Putuo Temple would be trampled by a few murderers, then it would not be possible to exist for thousands of years. What he cared about was the unfazed young man in front of him.

Wang Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly took out the knife!

Kuzen only felt that a black sword light flashed in front of him, and his heart suddenly felt cold. Everyone else felt a black phantom passing by, but they didn't care and continued to flee for their lives.

The shouts of killing overflowed outward like a tidal wave, crashing through the walls of the three courtyards and rushing countless young monks to the edge. The golden light array also became fragmented, and it no longer had a powerful effect.

As soon as the strong man of the fairyland rushed out of the Putuo Temple, he turned into a streamer, and it traveled thousands of miles in an instant. However, they didn't expect that after a moment, they were still at the foot of the Putuo Temple.

"Circle?!"

The murderers knew that they could not delay, so they tried again.

When they died, they didn't notice that the peach blossoms here seemed to fall more densely.

In an instant, they appeared thousands of miles away. Suddenly they were able to live, and the murderers were not happy to come, and quickly fled, thinking with resentment that they would torture those who caught them in the bait.

There was a breach in the embankment, and the small fish and shrimp also took the opportunity to escape.

After walking around the ghost gate, the murderers only cared about running for their lives, and they would pay attention to what the peach forest around them looked like.

In the midst of a series of chickens and dogs, Putuo Temple immediately quieted down.

Compared to the killing of those outlaws, the three people here are more important.

The immortal sword did not appear from the void for a long time, Kuchan did not move, Wang Shi did not move, and all the disciples held their breath, waiting for the result.

Kuzen glanced at Wang Shi, closed his eyes, folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "The donor has won, I hope the donor will not embarrass these little monks." ”

The peach blossoms all over the mountain have fallen at this time, and only a bare branch remains.

Slash the flowers of the mountains with one sword!