Murong gave people the feeling of being like a lake, calm and waveless, but the moment he saw the woman in purple, the lake suddenly rippled, and a layer of frost hung on his calm face at some point, and he said in an indifferent tone that would never have been possible on weekdays: "Qin Mumian!"

Because of Qin Mumian's sudden attack, Murong couldn't stop that punch, and Xiao Yu was punched into the wall by this punch, and the dust in the stone room was everywhere.

Qin Mumian's red lips hooked up an arc like the first quarter moon, a punch after the nine-step nine-story building, Xiao Yu, who was defenseless and hastily responded, she was not surprised by such a result, now she just wants to know, can Xiao Yu still stand up now?

A mouthful of blood gushing up in his throat was swallowed raw, his whole body seemed to be about to fall apart, all his internal organs seemed to be displaced by this punch, Xiao Yu could almost hear his dull heartbeat, if it wasn't for the last moment, he blocked his heart with his hand, this punch was afraid to shatter his heart alive, now, although it failed to shatter his heart, but it also dispersed the vitality of his body, there were not a few breaths, it was not to recondense the vitality of his body.

The tall middle-aged man didn't hide it, revealing his true face, not giving Xiao Yu a chance to breathe at all, punching Xiao Yu one after another, so that Xiao Yu couldn't reunite his qi at all, and could only be beaten alive.

However, Xiao Yu has entered the peak of frost after all, his body is full of vitality, and his physique is strong, and he can still parry hard.

Yi's expression was still as indifferent as a rock, and he said, "Xiao Yu, when you were in Zhongdu, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Xiao Yu's robe was beaten to pieces, but his eyes began to appear eerily black, and the whites of his eyes in his pupils quickly receded, and finally only pure black pupils remained. Two breaths of dead silence and greed kept wandering in the black pupils.

After Yi threw another punch, he closed his eyes, and then opened them, his eyes became as deep as Xiao Yu, and a pair of black pupils were full of endless silence and greed, and he sneered: "Xiao Yu, do you think that only you can blind the pupils?"

Two almost identical eyes staring at each other.

Xiao Yu couldn't be surprised at how Yi learned to blind his pupils, and took advantage of this opportunity to put his hands together and forcibly condense a statue of King Kong as an angry King Kong. It's a pity that Xiao Yu's law is just a pseudo-appearance, and it can't compare to Qiuyue's Baizhang King Kong. It can only be said that it is in vain.

Vajra Xiang held a vajra pestle in his hand and smashed it towards Yi's head.

Yi punched the vajra of the vajra phase. The left hand swirled in a spiral and hit directly on the heart of Vajra.

Countless cracks appeared on Vajra's body in an instant, and then they turned into fragments and dispersed. was broken a vajra phase, but it finally gave Xiao Yu time to breathe, he floated out horizontally for more than ten zhang, and at the same time, the handprints of his hands changed one after another, and the Bodhisattva phase, the Heavenly King phase, the Arhat phase, the Buddha phase, and the Ming King phase emerged around Xiao Yu one after another.

If the Vajra phase is still there, and the six phases are gathered, it is the Buddha country.

Yi Leng's face did not have any expression, and he regarded the remaining five phases as nothing, and threw another punch.

The first to greet is the Arhat and the Heavenly King. Although there is no true meaning of Buddhism, it still contains the magical power of Buddhism.

The Arhat subdued the tiger and subdued the dragon, and the king of heaven subdued the outer way.

Then under Yi's fist, it was directly classified as silence.

Then came the Bodhisattva and the Ming Wang.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and was compassionate, and the King of Ming was furious.

If it was Yi, who had just entered the frost half a year ago, he would only have failed miserably in the face of these two Dharma Figures condensed by Xiao Yu, the peak of the frost, but now he crushed these two statues into intangibility with an almost devastating arrogance, leaving no trace.

The last thing to stop is the Buddha's appearance.

The Buddha is the highest fruit of the Buddha Gate and the head of the six phases, so he stays at the end.

The Buddha raised his left hand and slowly pressed down.

As he pressed down, a shadow swept through the entire stone chamber. The Buddha's palm is getting bigger.

Yi let out an angry roar, and a punch pierced the palm of the Buddha's fallen hand and came to Xiao Yu.

With these three layers of obstruction, Xiao Yu finally reluctantly condensed a qi machine, starting from Luo Bu Naoer, he had never been unsheathed for a while, and he groaned softly.

Xiao Yu held the broken array and stabbed straight with a sword.

Shuren Sword.

The princes' swords pay attention to the potential, and create a majestic sword by taking advantage of the situation, while the Shuren sword is a decisive sword that is powerless and forged with the peak of its own spirit.

Xiao Yu has now stepped into the pinnacle of frost, and this sword is a hard hit in the realm of heaven and man, and he doesn't dare to say that he is unscathed.

A powerful and domineering aura shrouded the ground from that figure, locking up an area of dozens of feet.

This is a sword that Xiao Yu was forced out after being forced into a desperate situation. And this sword naturally has a resolute sword intent, which is not as domineering as the sword of the princes, but it also locks Yi's dodge space, and calculates that no matter where the middle-aged man retreats, he still can't completely avoid it.

What's more, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. In such a situation, as long as Yi avoids it slightly, Xiao Yu will be completely suppressed in momentum, and when the situation is reversed, it will be a fatal situation.

Yi did not evade, he had been in a certain death situation several times, and he was not afraid of such a scene of fighting for his life at all. His eyebrows were slightly raised, a fierce look appeared on his indifferent face, and his feet left a deep mark on the hard ground, and then all his body cultivation converged on his own punch.

A punch and a sword met violently.

The attack without any fancy brought up two domineering and arrogant vitality, and completely exploded in the small space of the stone room.

Murong and Qin Mumian, who had been confronting each other, were also forced to withdraw from the stone room and enter the stone hall.

Murong glanced back at Yi, who was facing Xiao Yu head-on and did not weaken at all, and then looked at Murong and said, "You let him learn to blind the pupils?"

Qin Mumian raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?" Xiao Yu can learn it, but others can't learn it?"

Murong frowned, an embroidered sword appeared in his hand, and pointed at Murong from afar, "What do you want to do?"

Qin Mumian's purple nails lightly brushed his lips, which were also purple-red, and he sneered: "Two things, first, give me that scripture. ”

Murong said calmly: "It's good for you to copy one yourself." Why fight?"

Qin Mumian's smile became more and more cold, "Second, I think you are very unpleasant. ”

Murong sighed without surprise, holding the sword in his right hand, and pressing the middle finger of his left index finger on the sword body, "In the final analysis, it is because of your old grudge against me, Xiao Yu has been affected by the pond fish." ”

Qin Mumian's index finger swayed from side to side, "I can't say that, Yi and Xiao Yu still have a little old grudge, in the past half a year, he has sucked up nine frost-crawling masters with his pupils, and entered the peak of frost-crawling in one fell swoop, not much slower than Xiao Yu, right? ”

The fight between the girl's family is naturally not as brutal as the two big men, Xiao Yu and Yi. You can't be like a shrew fighting, grabbing her hair and pulling her ears.

Murong flicked his fingers on the sword, and thundered Buddha sound.

And Qin Mumian flicked her sleeves, and a guqin appeared in front of her.

Qin Mumian plucked a string lightly, as if adjusting the timbre, with a slight sound, just canceling out Murong's sword and thunder sound. Then Qin Mumian's index finger bent slightly, hooking the second string, the string was like a bowstring, and it was pulled out of an arc that was as curved as the string moon and exaggerated.

The strings that had been taut rebounded, causing an invisible fluctuation in the space between her and Murong, like layers of vitality ripples heading towards Murong.