"What's the matter? Eat a sword!" Zhao Yuntian quickly made a move, pulled out the short sword in his hand, and wanted to stab at me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When they came out of the Ice Palace, Lady White Bone did not return the weapons of these Taoist priests to them, so everyone was empty-handed.

It seems that when Zhao Yuntian was on the road, he took the opportunity to buy a sword.

This kid was really premeditated.

Quick decision, I was about to kill him directly with the Edgeworth, but I only heard footsteps in the distance, and a few people jumped down from the big truck.

One of them, I can see clearly, is none other than Li Xingyuan, the dream thief master of the Legalists.

This made me hesitate for a moment, and I didn't use Edgeworth.

After all, this is my only long-range attack method, and it is difficult to deal with a mysterious master like Li Xingyuan, except for the sword technique, other ways are difficult to be effective.

Because once you get close, you will be taken into a dream by him.

After the first few encounters, I have generally understood the way dream thieves bring people to dreams: whether it is hands-on or through a medium, at the very least, it has to touch the body.

In other words, he had to touch my body, or he wouldn't be able to take me into the dream.

It's definitely not okay to fall asleep, I haven't forgotten that there is a slug and an unknown green ghost in the dream, both of whom are difficult people.

So I decided that once we fought this time, I would kill Li Xingyuan first!

I could clearly see that there were seven people who came out of the car this time.

In addition to Li Xingyuan, there were two white-robed lamas, as well as two monks wearing yellow robes and red robes.

When did the monk get together with the lama?

There is a clear difference between the faces of the two lamas and the two monks, with the lamas having features characteristic of the faces of the locals, while the monks are clearly from the south.

In addition to the monk and the lama, there is also a middle-aged man, and a little old man with a bit of thief eyebrows.

Before Zhao Yuntian stabbed me, Li Xingyuan, who was in the distance, shouted, "Brother Zhao, don't be busy!"

As soon as I heard Li Xingyuan's words, Zhao Yuntian was about to retreat, but I waved my right claw and did not hesitate to move on him!

As soon as Zhao Yuntian saw me make a move, he let out a sneer, shook the sword in his hand, and slammed it at my right claw.

Although his sword is just an ordinary iron weapon, it still looks brilliant and awesome under the agitation of its internal strength.

"Click!"

The short sword was pinched by my hand, immediately pinched and deformed, and then with a slight turn, I snatched it away.

I was immediately stunned: This Nima is too weak, right?

Zhao Yuntian was also stunned, and decisively pulled his legs and flashed.

Do you want to run after pretending?

I put my fingers together, took a step forward, and pinched his shoulder.

With a "snap", his shoulder bone crushed me.

I threw it to the ground, and was about to use the trick of splitting his muscles and bones, so that he couldn't move, when a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the distance!

"Amitabha!"

It is a simple four words, but it contains endless vast righteousness, like a heavy hammer, word by word, hitting my chest!

In an instant, it knocked me back four steps!

I was stunned in my chest, and there was an extremely dull feeling in my chest, and I just felt extremely uncomfortable all over my body.

"The Dharma is boundless, and there is a shore to turn back. This zombie benefactor, would you like to be overtaken by the poor monk and send you to Bliss early?"

The person who said this was a dignified-looking monk, with a white face and beard, with good facial features, and holding a string of moxibustion scandium in his hand>

Behind him, followed another short monk, black and thin, also holding a string of rosaries in his hand, but the rosary in his hand was the color of brass, as if it was made of copper.

Both of them seemed to be in their forties and fifties.

I'll call them the White Monk and the Black Monk for the time being.

Disciples of Buddhism!

You don't have to think about it to know that who else can display such a strong Buddhist mantra, except for Buddhism?

Of the two lamas, I actually recognized an acquaintance.

That's right, it's the Mahayana King.

Behind the Mahayana King, followed a lama who appeared to be his younger brother, tall and muscular, and at first glance a lord with well-developed limbs.

At this time, he followed the two of them and also stepped over.

It seems that this fight cannot be won: the monks of Buddhism alone can crush me to death with Buddhist mantras, not to mention the dream master Li Xingyuan, and the Mahayana king.

Although I have never fought with the Mahayana Master, judging from his identity, this kind of guy is definitely not a master to be messed with, otherwise, when I first tested Xiaohong, I would not have sensed my murderous aura and left.

Since you can't win, let's run!

I made a decisive decision and ran away.

But before I could take two steps, I heard the mantra of Buddhism coming from behind me.

Word by word, recited with a Brahma mantra.

Then I sensed the power coming from above me.

When I looked up, I saw that the black rosary in Monk Bai's hand was already spinning around my head.

Around the rosary, on each bead, you can see a "swastika", faintly glowing.

As soon as it turned, I felt like a thousand forces were infused under my feet, even if I just wanted to take a step, it was extremely difficult!

I gritted my teeth and thought: This Buddhist family really takes it as its mission to eliminate demons and defend the way, and a magical power that can be used casually can suppress me.

And let the zombies not mix?

This kind of imprisoning power only lasted less than three seconds, but three seconds was enough.

Among the seven people, the middle-aged man didn't make any moves, but simply walked a few steps before walking behind me and blocking my retreat.

Isn't that ...... Is it the legendary kung fu of shrinking the ground into inches and thousands of miles away?

Legend has such a kind of kung fu, known as shrinking the ground into inches, it is said that Liang Shanbo's Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong once practiced, just relying on his legs, he can travel thousands of miles in a day and 800 at night.

What is the concept of traveling thousands of miles in a day, that is, you can cross a province directly across the past!

So it only took three seconds for him to be in front of me.

At this time, the rosary suspended above my head flew back on its own initiative.

I didn't want to, so I immediately took a step forward and attacked the middle-aged man in front of me with one claw.

He raised his hand, clenched his fist with one hand, and punched him.

The fists and claws intersected, and what surprised me was that this man was full of human power, and he actually surpassed Zhang San, the head of the Taoist Shaoyang Dao, and under one punch, I took a step back!

Of course, it is also possible that Zhang San didn't want to have a hard relationship with me at that time, after all, Zhang San punched him later, but in Bai Guzhen's body, he broke a hole!

This power is also strong, and square, and the demeanor is wide open, which reminds me of a person.

Chen Yang, the original disciple of Momen!

The middle-aged man in front of me is a member of the Mo family!