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Chapter 234: Killing the Enemy Outside the City (Part II)

At this time, both of them sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stood back to back, and at the same time took out their respective magic weapons, cast secret methods, and guarded their bodies. I saw that the old lama was holding a purple gold prayer wheel in his hand, and bit the tip of his tongue, spurting out a mouthful of natal gold blood on the prayer wheel, forming a Dharma seal in his hand, and sacrificing the prayer wheel with the Buddha Yuan around his body. The golden blood on the surface of the prayer wheel gradually blended into the prayer wheel with the unleashing of **, and at the same time, a purple gas rushed out of the prayer wheel, turning into a powerful ghost Shura with a body two feet long and full of skeletons.

The other man took out a palm-sized black cloud banner and was about to cast a spell to sacrifice it. There was a sudden noise in the woods on one side of them, and then a tall and thin man with a long hood and a golden armor in his hand, holding a stick with a faint golden light, came out and stood not far from them, drawing the attention of both of them.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency......" Seeing the hidden enemy come out, the old lama was on guard and was about to make a cliché.

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the forest, and then a thin figure appeared beside the two of them out of thin air, and with lightning speed, he punched the two heads. The attention of both of them was attracted to the other man at that moment, and there was no way to dodge the sudden attack.

Although the old lama was experienced and had already protected part of the mana of the prayer wheel before, he did not expect that the power of the punch that came was far away from his estimate, and the talisman mana was instantly dispersed, and the prayer wheel magic weapon also cracked. Even so, it still gave him a little time to dodge, avoiding the vital point of the head, and causing the incoming punch to hit his right forearm.

Although the old lama avoided the point, the matter was not over. The punch that rushed into his arm had an astonishing effect, and the whole arm burned like a dry wood, and the flames were spreading rapidly to the rest of his body. Although he tried to stop this evil fire with all his might, when the Buddha Yuan was close to the evil fire, he was immediately swallowed and fused by it, and the fire not only did not decrease, but gradually grew.

The old lama was also a ruthless person, and when he saw that the fire was about to spread to his body, he immediately used his left hand as a knife to remove his entire arm, temporarily saving his life.

The old lama's broken arm allowed him to survive, while his junior brother was not as lucky as him. Because he didn't raise the magic weapon in time, he was hit the head by the attacking fist. The powerful force of the fist instantly scattered his Buddha Yuan and shattered the bones of his head, and even the divine consciousness in his skull dissipated in the strength of his fist. His body fell to the ground like a big tree, and then shrank and withered like a dry tree visible to the naked eye, and finally shrunk from a big man to the size of a three-year-old child, and then his body cracked and scattered, and finally turned into a pile of dust.

As for the other evil ghost Shura, the moment the old lama's magic weapon was damaged, it could not consolidate its form, and it dispersed and reduced to a purple mist full of evil spirits. Before the purple mist could retract back into the purple gold prayer wheel, the tall and thin man who had just attracted the attention of the two of them rushed into the mist, bursting out of his body with a burst of golden light, enveloping the mist, and then inhaling it into his body along with the golden light.

As the purple mist around him was absorbed by it, his thin cheeks also became plump, as if these purple mist were his best tonic.

"Nine-stream idler Xu Changqing?" the old lama turned pale, endured the sharp pain in his right shoulder, looked at the thin figure in front of him in horror, and asked in a trembling voice.

The man didn't answer him immediately, but just pulled him with Dao power, causing the golden-armored man not far away to turn into a ball of golden light and suck it into his body from the heavenly spirit. Then he picked up a few magic weapons that fell on the ground, shook the dust off his body, and then said indifferently: "Since you know that I am here, you dare to come here to make trouble, it seems that you have made up your mind to be my enemy!"

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a burst of silver-white moonlight sprinkled down, and the old lama took advantage of this moonlight to see Xu Changqing's appearance clearly. "Inhaled" a breath of cool air and was inhaled by him, the expression on his face shocked his heart undoubtedly, obviously he didn't expect that the first person in the outer path who had been rumored in the cultivation world for a long time was actually a weak scholar who looked so young.

Although Xu Changqing has been staying in Peach Blossom Mountain for the past few days, his mind has not relaxed his attention to these lamas. As early as a few days ago, he had already known the hiding place of this group of people with the talent of Huang Shan, but because he was trying his best to calculate the location of the named disciple Sean, he had not done anything to solve them.

In the past few days, although Xu Changqing has tried his best, the results are not satisfactory, and he has never been able to deduce Sean's exact location, but he knows that he is probably in the Red Sea, and there is no danger for the time being. This result made Xu Changqing's mood extremely bad, and at this time, the lamas of the Tantric sect were about to assassinate the representatives of all parties in the mountain city, so he temporarily decided to personally deal with the lamas outside the city, so as to vent the depression in his heart.

Just as Xu Changqing was about to kill him, the old lama was extremely keenly aware of the killing intent in his eyes, and immediately shouted: "Wait, I have a very useful news for you!"

Xu Changqing was stunned, and saw that his expression didn't look like he was lying, so he said, "Say it! If it really works for me, I can let you live." ”

"I know that with Your Excellency's current cultivation, the so-called oath may not be useful to you, I only hope that Your Excellency is a person who is full of words and can do what he says. The pale-faced old lama wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, covered his wound tightly, looked at Xu Changqing for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "I heard from the living Buddha Zanggong of the Vajrayana of the Mongolian Tantric Buddhism that Russia wants to capture the fourth young master of the Chen family who stayed in its territory, so as to force the Chen family to serve for its invasion of China. ”

Hearing this news, Xu Changqing's face changed slightly, and after frowning and thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and signaled him to leave. At this moment when Xu Changqing was thinking, for the old lama it was like a year, for fear that Xu Changqing would regret it, when he saw Xu Changqing let him leave, he no longer cared about the injuries on his body, strengthened his skills, and fled to the north.