Zhang Xiaoshuai stood in the big array, watching Wufeng kill Tianpo with his own hands, and he also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info shook his head, Zhang Xiaoshuai didn't think much about it anymore, and with a flash in his hand, he took out the little Buddha statue directly from the spiritual ring.

"Zhang Xiaoshuai, I'm going to kill you!" As soon as the statue reached its hand, an angry and unwilling voice came out, and then a phantom rose out of the statue.

The phantom's teeth clenched, his face was full of unwillingness, and he shouted in his mouth: "Zhang Xiaoshuai, when my strength returns to the peak, I will inevitably kill you!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a chance. Zhang Xiaoshuai held the statue in his hand, looked at the phantom and said indifferently.

This phantom is naturally the remnant soul of Daoming, the Buddha statue is not destroyed, and the remnant soul of Daoming will not die.

"Hmph, what if you get my statue, can you destroy my statue?"

"From now on, I've been cowering in this statue, I'll see what you can do with me!" Daoming had a trace of confidence and pride on his face, the powerful power of faith in this statue couldn't be broken even by a martial artist at the peak of the Martial King Realm, let alone Zhang Xiaoshuai?

Even if Zhang Xiaoshuai understands some power of faith, it is impossible for him to crack the powerful power of faith inside this statue overnight, it will inevitably take a long time, and Daoming is confident that he will return his strength to the peak during this time.

"Oh, do you really think I can't break this turtle shell of yours?" Zhang Xiaoshuai smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his fingers suddenly moved lightly twice on the small Buddha statue.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoshuai's movements, the pride and confidence on his face disappeared, and his face suddenly became solemn, he felt that Zhang Xiaoshuai was most likely not playing tricks.

Before Daoming had time to think about it, his face sank suddenly, and then, his mouth was even more round, and his eyes looked at Zhang Xiaoshuai in disbelief.

The power of faith in his small Buddha statue is passing! Although this speed is not very fast, Dao Ming clearly feels that the power of faith in his statue is like a river flowing into the sea, constantly disappearing.

"Zhang Xiaoshuai, stop!" Daoming's face was gloomy and roared wildly, however, Zhang Xiaoshuai didn't pay attention to him at all, his fingers were still moving rapidly above the statue, and inside the statue, a trace of golden light visible to the naked eye slowly emerged, and then merged into Zhang Xiaoshuai's sea of knowledge.

As soon as these golden lights entered Zhang Xiaoshuai's sea of knowledge, they were absorbed by Zhang Xiaoshuai's palace in the sea of knowledge!

"The power of faith is a good thing. Zhang Xiaoshuai fused Tianyi's memory, and naturally knew the wonderful use of the power of faith, which can not only be used to enhance cultivation and strengthen the body, but also to strengthen the divine sense, which can be said to be wonderful.

And Zhang Xiaoshuai chose the simplest usage among them to strengthen his divine sense!

Snort!

Inside the statue, the majestic power of faith like an ocean continued to diffuse, and then turned into a stream of golden light and flowed into Zhang Xiaoshuai's sea of knowledge.

Zhang Xiaoshuai's palace in the sea also began to slowly take shape at this moment, and the golden liquid above the palace also began to increase violently at this moment.

Thirty drops, forty drops......

Zhang Xiaoshuai can clearly perceive the movement around him with his eyes closed, this feeling is wonderful!

"Zhang Xiaoshuai, you stop me! This is the power of my faith! Get out of here!" Daoming grinned, waved his fist, and smashed it towards Zhang Xiaoshuai's palm, looking very funny.

Now that Daoming has just been killed by Zhang Xiaoshuai, his strength has long since disappeared, and he hammered down with one punch, which was a little lighter than the strength of tickling.

However, Zhang Xiaoshuai didn't care about it at all, as Zhang Xiaoshuai's fingers kept clicking on the statue, the speed of the power of faith in the statue passed a little faster, and now Dao Ming was really crazy.

Daoming's teeth clenched together, and then he knelt down in front of Zhang Xiaoshuai with a thud in the shocked eyes of the crowd, and said extremely unwillingly: "Zhang Xiaoshuai! Please! Please don't absorb the power of my faith, please give me a chance, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you!"

Daoming lowered his head, but his teeth were clenched, and his fists were clenched together, he swore that as long as he had the opportunity, he would kill Zhang Xiaoshuai!

"You don't have a chance anymore, I promised the first generation of the Sword Sect Sect Master, if you encounter the Sword Sect Master who escaped and does evil outside, kill him!" Zhang Xiaoshuai didn't even look at Daoming, and the speed of absorbing the power of faith in his hand accelerated a little: "I think I think you can't even remember how many bad things you did." ”

Zhang Xiaoshuai sneered, and with a slam grip of his palm, the power of faith in the statue poured out like a flood of opening, all of which flowed into Zhang Xiaoshuai's body.

Zhang Xiaoshuai knows the sea, the golden light of the palace is flickering, and it looks very mysterious, and the golden liquid on the palace has skyrocketed from the first twenty drops to the current two hundred drops!

Zhang Xiaoshuai's eyes were slightly closed, but Zhang Xiaoshuai knew all the movements around him!

"No!" Daoming's face turned pale, and he screamed hoarsely: "Zhang Xiaoshuai, you damn waste! You give me back the power of faith!"

Zhang Xiaoshuai held the statue of Daoming in his hand, and a smile was hooked on the corner of his mouth: "It's all like this, you still think about the power of faith? I think you should think about how to meet death." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshuai held the statue's hand and gently forced, and there was a cracking sound in the statue.

"No! Zhang Xiaoshuai! You can't do this! I can't die!" Daoming's eyes were full of unwillingness, despair, and fear, however, his expression soon froze completely, and then, turned into a powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And on the statue in Zhang Xiaoshuai's hand, cracks also spread like spider webs, and with a bang, the statue burst and scattered all over the ground.

The surrounding Yuntian Sect disciples looked at all this with dull eyes, dead! Their sect master Daoming died! Died at the hands of a fourth-order martial artist of the Innate Realm!

"Daoming! You dare to deceive the emperor! In this world, no one has ever dared to deceive the emperor like this, and today the emperor will kill you Yuntian Sect!" At this time, outside the big array, a white horse came with a peerless beauty, and behind the white horse, there was a man as beautiful as a woman.

The white horse spoke, but a horse's face was pulled down, and it was extremely gloomy.

"Daoming, get out of here quickly!" the white horse roared madly as he came outside the big array.

This white horse was naturally a sword demon, and Fang Xin was riding on it, followed by Huang Xiangxiang.

Now that Fang Xin had woken up, when the Sword Demon found Fang Xin and Huang Xiangxiang, a disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect was wandering around with the two of them, it wasn't at all like Dao Ming said, Fang Xin and Huang Xiangxiang were kidnapped by the people of the Fang clan.

The Sword Demon was a generation of Sword Emperors, but he didn't think that he was attacked by a Dao of an Innate Realm martial artist today, and he was naturally extremely angry in his heart, but when the Sword Demon returned to Yuntian Sect, he didn't see Dao Ming at all, let alone feel Dao Ming's breath.

The sword demon swept around suspiciously, and at this time, he finally set his eyes on Zhang Xiaoshuai in the center of the large array, as well as the fragments of Buddha statues scattered all over the place. (To be continued.) )