It can be seen that although the old monk is not having a good time, Ah Fa in front of Zhao Yu is more seriously injured.

If it goes on like this, he will have to receive a boxed lunch without waiting for Ah Fa to enter the Taimiao Hall.

Under normal circumstances, according to the rules, no one else can interfere in this kind of competition.

But the old monk and Zhu ignored and didn't know that Zhao Yu had never been a person who talked about rules.

Brush!

The sword rose again, and Zhao Yu came first, jumped high above Ah Fa's head, and slashed straight at the old monk's head.

The sword qi was like substance, and it swept down with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk recited a Buddha horn again, and then freed up one hand and easily took Zhao Yu's sharp sword.

"It's kind of interesting......"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth were slightly hooked, and he pressed the handle of the knife with both hands, and his internal breath flowed endlessly.

The old monk's face finally changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yu.

And Zhao Yu's body is resting inside, but it is like the tide of Qiantang, endless.

The old monk looked like an understatement, but in fact, when Zhao Yu's internal breath spread, the entire Taimiao unconsciously trembled.

Especially the tablets enshrined in the Taimiao, many of them have fallen on the enshrined cases at this moment.

With one enemy and two enemies, although Ah Fa, this kid is in martial arts cultivation, he can only be used as Zhao Yu's oil bottle.

But he used his luck to restrain the old monk.

And the old monk seems to be difficult, but he can resist Zhao Yu, who is running the heavenly pole Moke, outside the Taimiao, and naturally it should not be underestimated.

The three of them were full of energy, and the entire Taimiao was shaking.

"Huh?!"

Zhao Yu was at a stint in the three of them, but he raised his eyes to look at Zhu who was hiding behind the old monk!

At this moment, Zhu ignored it, and in the face of the shocking competition between the three of them, instead of half worrying about it, his face showed a sly smile.

Zhao Yu noticed the sly smile on Zhu Ignorance's face, and his heart couldn't help but move.

This guy isn't a fuel-efficient lamp......

Bang!!

Just when Zhao Yu was still wondering why Zhu ignored why he was smirking for no reason, a dull sound came.

The old monk turned around in disbelief and looked at Zhu Ignore behind him.

He won't believe it if he is killed, at this time, how could Zhu ignore it attack himself?!

"Yao Taisui, since the martyrdom of Chengzu, you have been guarding my Daqiantai Temple, borrowing my Daqian's luck, and you have also enjoyed the longevity of these hundreds of years, today...... It's time to pay it back! ”

Zhu ignored the look and stared at the old monk with a look of disbelief, his hands pressed against the air pocket door behind the old monk.

The endless internal energy, mixed with a trace of terrifying energy that Zhu ignored and couldn't explain, directly swam around him.

Zhao Yu's expression changed, and he noticed that not only did the old monk ignore Zhu's way, but even his internal strength was continuously devoured through the snow drink in his hand.

"Your uncle......"

Zhao Yu let out a low snort, Moko was immeasurably running to the extreme, but he couldn't stop a terrifying devouring force.

The Dafa of absorbing gong is several times more fierce than that of transferring flowers and grafting trees?

Among the devouring exercises that Zhao Yu had seen, even the Huiyuan bloody hand of the purple-clothed boss he met in Foren Temple at the beginning did not seem to be as fierce as the Dafa of absorbing power that Zhu ignored.

Zhao Yu's mind turned sharply, and the thirteen golden bell jars instantly flowed around his body.

Practicing kung fu to the extreme, it is the nemesis of devouring exercises!

I don't know what the reason is today, even if Zhao Yu urges the golden bell jar with all his strength, he can't stop that terrifying devouring force.

Is it really going to capsize in the gutter?!

In the blink of an eye, with the old monk as the medium, Zhao Yu's own Moke Wuliang has been taken away by Zhu Wuda!

"Die or die!!"

Zhao Yu, who was really out of tricks, gritted his teeth and looked at his feet.

The only one who can solve this dead end may be this killer move!

But this trick is okay to deal with others, and it falls on yourself......

Seeing that the devouring power was getting stronger and stronger, Zhao Yuheng gritted his teeth.

Syllable!

With the thought of his heart, there was a hot feeling of swelling pain in his lower body, and then a tingling sensation all over his body.

Zhao Yu's whole face was distorted!

He would never have thought that this trick would be used on him one day!

Fortunately, flirting with legs is notoriously unreasonable.

At the moment when the numbness spread throughout the body, the devouring power disappeared instantly.

Zhao Yu didn't care about the swelling pain, and let go of the snow drinking knife in his hand as soon as possible.

Bang, bang......

Just when Zhao Yu forcibly suppressed the swelling pain, the old monk and Ah Fa fell to the ground at the same time.

"A hundred years of luck in Daqian, it is really shocking ......"

Zhu ignored the satisfied smile on his face and opened his arms slightly.

With his movements, the entire Taimiao trembled again.

The energy was mixed with some indescribable traces, like ripples, which stirred up from Zhu Zhi's body.

"I'm x your eighth-generation ancestor!!"

Zhao Yu, who had eased a lot of lower body, was completely red this time.

With a slight movement of one hand, a long knife with a blade as clear as water fell into Zhao Yu's palm.

Deer cutter!

The long knife was raised, and a cold sword instantly slashed down towards Zhu Wuzhi.

"The Grasshopper Shakes the Tree......"

In the face of Zhao Yu's anger, Zhu ignored it and only smiled contemptuously, and then waved his right hand slightly towards the knife falling above his head.

The sky-covering sword that was mixed with Zhao Yu's anger was so easily dispelled by Zhu Ignorance.

"With luck, I am the real Son of Destiny!"

Zhu ignored Zhao Yu and said coldly: "If you surrender and hand over the demon girl and the jade seal of the heirloom country, I can save you from death!" ”

"Spare me death?"

Zhao Yu sneered, lifted the long knife upside down, and went straight to Zhu Ignorance.

The sword rose again, still heading straight for Zhu and falling above his head.

"Hmph, stubborn!"

Zhu ignored the one-handed poked out, and easily shattered the knife again.

Thundered!

But he didn't want to, and before he could speak, Zhao Yu, who was covered in golden light, crashed into his arms and knocked him out in an instant.

Now Zhu ignores it, not only does he have the residual luck of the great cadres, but also Zhao Yu's immeasurable Moke, plus his hundreds of years of internal cultivation.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the battle of gongs and drums, except for Zhang Laodao, who has closed his eyes, there is really no one who is the opponent of this guy.

But Zhao Yu is different.

The golden bell jar of the thirteenth level, plus the unreasonable flirting legs.

As long as Zhao Yu is within three steps of his body, he will be consumed to death!

Zhao Yu, who succeeded in one blow, showed the ruthlessness in his bones.

The body did not retreat but advanced, and kept pushing Zhu to ignore the main hall of the Taimiao Temple.

Zhu ignored the intention to shake away this psoriasis-like guy, but he didn't want to be paralyzed and couldn't move.

And Zhao Yu's feet at this moment, as if equipped with a motor, alternated his feet, and went straight to Zhu to ignore the next three ways to greet him.

Rumble!

Pushed all the way horizontally, directly smashed the altar dedicated to the ancestral emperor's spiritual seat, and then collapsed the back wall of the temple......

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