Anyway, it was unclear, Nan Haiming simply didn't say anything, and smashed his fist at the monk who jumped into the formation.

The monk was not afraid, and suddenly shouted, and the Buddha light around him shone brightly, shining brightly, reflecting him into a golden Arhat, and waved his fist towards Nanhaiming.

"Bang ......"

In the blink of an eye, the fists of the two of them collided dozens of times, making a muffled sound, accompanied by a "click" sound, which was the sound of broken bones, the monk was blown away, and the two shoulders exposed Bai Sensen's bones, fainting.

"Senior Brother Vowel, you came back just in time, quickly take down this thief, this thief stole the treasure relics of my Dafan Temple!" Suddenly a voice sounded outside.

Another monk jumped into the array, this monk is different from the previous monk, I saw that he put his hands together, behind the manifestation of the original spirit, it is a seven treasures tree, hanging on the golden bowl, silver hammer, glass, amber, agate and other Buddhist seven treasures.

Master of the Condensation Realm!

All the masters above the concentrating realm of the Dafan Temple were called by the monk Kukai to go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to suppress the Fanyong Night, both sides were defeated, and they could not move, but this vowel monk had just returned from his travels, just in time for Nanhai Ming to hit the Dafan Temple, and was called by the monks of the same temple to block Nanhai Ming.

But the strange thing is that the original god of this vowel monk is not in human form, but a tree, and I don't know what kind of magical power this monk cultivates, so he actually cultivated his own yuan god into a tree.

I can't get stuck with them!

Ten Thousand Sword Potential!

Nan Hai Ming pinched the sword technique in his hand, and used the strongest sword technique, and in an instant, the sword qi swarmed like a locust, rushing towards the monk like a locust.

The vowel monk snorted coldly, his hands were folded, and he still didn't move, and the branches of the Qibao Miao Tree behind him brushed again and again, actually brushing away all the sword qi of Nan Haiming.

A round of sword qi attack, Nan Hai Ming consumed nearly half of the spiritual power, this is still a failure of Nan Hai Ming's momentum of ten thousand swords, I don't know what kind of magical power the monk made, so consumed, the monks of the Dafan Temple poured out like a tide, wouldn't it stab the monk's nest, so how is it good?

The vowel monk bullied his body and went straight up, and the seven treasures and wonderful trees behind him bloomed with colorful Buddha light, so it was not dazzling, and it rushed straight towards the South China Sea.

Nan Haiming's pupils shrank sharply, and he took out a packet of medicinal powder from the Xingchen bag on his waist, and threw it to the reason monk.

Poison!

The vowel monk was shocked, and the Qibao Miao Tree behind him was brushed, but he rushed Tai Chi, and the medicinal powder was too small, cloudy, although the Qibao Miao Tree brushed most of the medicinal powder, but there was still a part of the medicinal powder that invaded his mouth and nose.

Nanhai Ming Li roared again and again, taking advantage of the gap when the vowel monk was stunned, he stepped on the sound wave to dodge the blow of the vowel monk.

The medicine powder entered his nose, and the vowel monk's face suddenly turned red, straight to the base of his neck, his whole body was inexplicably hot, and the evil fire under his abdomen rose, so it was not uncomfortable.

"What medicine did you give to the poor monk?" The vowel monk was so hot that he tore open the placket around his neck, and at this time not only his neck was red, but even the skin on his chest was flushed.

"Aphrodisiac, and it's a strong aphrodisiac!" said Nan Haiming.

At the beginning, Nan Haiming gave Xiao Hongyu an aphrodisiac, and the residue left behind was put away by him, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time. But although these medicinal powders are just slag, the medicinal effect is so strong that even the little red fish can't bear it, let alone the vowel monk in front of him.

Sure enough, when the vowel monk heard this, his face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Devil, you dare to use such obscene means, and the poor monk's hundred years of cultivation will be ruined in your hands!"

It's just that after a moment of speaking, the medicinal effect was stimulated, and the vowel monk's eyes gradually became blurred, and he kept taking off his clothes all over his body, and kept taking off his clothes, and muttered in his mouth: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color......

But even if he recites the sutras again, it will be useless, under the effect of more than a dozen strong aphrodisiacs, I am afraid that at this time, even the profound presiding over the Dharma will not be able to bear it.

"Ah......h

The vowel monk raised his head to the sky and let out a painful roar, and kept tearing his clothes, and suddenly, when he saw Nan Haiming, he rushed towards Nan Haiming like crazy.

Nan Haiming was terrified, and at the same time, he pinched the sword with both hands and shouted: "Falling sword style!"

In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and countless sword qi descended from the sky, stabbing the robe into a sieve.

Nan Haiming took the opportunity to jump out of the robe formation and strode forward, but because he successively performed the two major sword tricks of Ten Thousand Sword Momentum and Falling Sword Style, the spiritual power in his body could not be stopped, and his speed dropped significantly.

He didn't go far before he was surrounded by a group of monks.

The monks were about to work together to capture Nan Haiming, when suddenly there was a burst of crazy laughter from behind, and the monks looked back and were shocked.

I saw that the vowel monk was naked and striped, his skin showed an abnormal flush red, his body was covered with a few pieces of rags, his clothes were not covered, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his mouth were hazy, like a male dog in heat, rushing towards them.

The vowel monk cultivated deeply, and jumped to the monks in just a few steps, hugged a monk, and gnawed like crazy, and the monk who kissed him looked confused, and then let out a heart-rending scream.

Shame!

He was actually kissed by his own senior brother! And the vowel monk had the next move, and began to frantically pick the monk's clothes, and even began to pull his pants......

Years of practice, turned into a bubble!

The monk couldn't stand such a big humiliation, and when he slapped the Tianling cover, his brain burst out, and he died of self-determination, and blood splashed the vowel monk's face.

The vowel monk was stunned, his face was stained with blood, and he looked even more hideous and terrifying, like a terrible ghost in hell. Even in the eyes of the monks, the vowel monks at this time were even more terrifying than the ghosts of hell.

The monk cut himself, and the vowel monk threw it aside, looking at the other monks with confused eyes.

The other monks were horrified, and they couldn't take care of Nan Haiming anymore, so they scattered in a hurry, and fled from here like crazy, hating their father and mother for giving birth to two legs.

Joke!

The vowel monk was obviously hit by a strong aphrodisiac, and at this time he was like a fierce beast with hair and love, if anyone was caught up by him, it would be really miserable.

If you don't talk about the ruin of years of practice, I'm afraid you won't have the face to see people in the future!

The vowel monk chased after one of the monks like a mad dog, although he was hit by an aphrodisiac, but his cultivation was still there, and his speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled the monk.

When the monk saw the posture of the vowel monk, he was immediately shocked and his soul was not possessed, and he also learned from the appearance of the monk before, slapped the heavenly spirit cover, and died by himself!

When the vowel monk saw that the monk was dead, he left him and went after another monk.

The monk who was chased saw that the speed was not as fast as the vowel monk, so he simply didn't live anymore, and he also committed suicide when he slapped the Tianling cover, and he was a hundred!

The vowel monk abandoned the dead monk and went after the rest of the monks.

Pity these monks as if they were rushing to meet the king of Hades together, and they were caught up by the vowel monks, and they committed suicide one after another......