"When Patriarch Bodhidharma participated in Moke, he also comprehended it from the trajectory of heaven and earth......"

Zhao Yu looked at the energy that was gradually condensing around Fengyun, and said loudly: "And they are born Fengyun, which is why Xiongba wants to scatter and kill them!" ”

Zhao Yu's words are just a solution to others, but for Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, it is tantamount to an initiation.

The two of them were originally extremely talented, and after hearing Zhao Yu's words, they instantly understood Zhao Yu's intention when he said this.

"Shut up!!"

The old man in purple, who occupied the body of King Jing, naturally understood the clues.

Then, without waiting for Zhao Yu to finish speaking, he turned around and punched straight towards Zhao Yu and the others.

"Heh, there's another one rushing to find a cut!"

Zhao Yu faced the ferocious blow of the purple-clothed old man, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Not to mention that it's just a two-and-a-half, even the demon lord didn't care about wrestling with himself at the beginning!

"Fuck off!"

Facing the fist of the purple-clothed old man, Zhao Yu shouted angrily.

A stream of energy visible to the naked eye surged out of Zhao Yu's mouth, instantly flying out the purple-clothed old man who had just been invincible.

The dare of piracy and the call of genuine version, isn't this looking for death......

Zhao Yu smiled contemptuously, then turned around and stared at Kong Ci and Hei Tong intently again.

If it weren't for the immeasurable clash of the two Moko, where would Zhao Yu let Fengyun get this great opportunity?

The purple-clothed old man flew back upside down, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun held each other with their left hands, and the sword in their right hand emitted a breathtaking trembling sound.

Before the old man in purple turned around to resist, he was pulled by a very strange force.

"Storm and clouds combined!!"

As Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun broke off their drinks, a hurricane suddenly rolled up between the three of them.

The old man in purple was instantly pulled into it by this force.

And what made him even more horrified was that after being dragged into a hurricane by a mysterious force, his peerless cultivation poured out along the power like a river bursting its banks.

Even if he used the Huiyuan Blood Hand with all his might, it would be useless.

Hurricanes ravaged and swept heaven and earth.

The purple-clothed old man in the middle of it, his cheeks had dried up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

A quarter of an hour later, the wind was gone.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Their martial arts cultivation has made another qualitative leap in this short period of an hour.

Bu Jingyun felt that if he faced the tyrant when he was on the first floor of the world, even if he didn't have the unicorn arm and the sword, he could avenge his father!

On the contrary, Nie Feng, except for being a little surprised, didn't seem to be too happy with this unexpected cultivation.

"Kill ......"

On the peerless sword, Zhao Yu, who stared at the black pupil and Kong Ci, stared at him suddenly.

Kong Ci still didn't move, but although the black pupil didn't wake up, his lips opened slightly and spit out a word.

"Amitabha, when is the time for retribution......?"

Xue Damo listened to the movement of the black pupils, but did not show the joy that Zhao Yu expected, but folded his hands and sighed slightly.

Zhao Yu's heart moved, and the peerless sword fell instantly.

The black pupils on the sword body, although their eyes were closed, got up abruptly and walked towards their own old man who had run out of oil and dried up step by step.

How heavy is the obsession with hatred?

Looking at the black pupils that were now struggling to walk towards his old man with his arms closed, Zhao Yu was somewhat clear in his heart.

"Can't you let it go after all?"

Just as Zhao Yu was about to take out the things he had already prepared from his backpack, a voice came from the dense forest on the other side.

Jian Chen raised his eyebrows and stared at the dense forest with a wary expression.

Zhao Yu and Fengyun, on the other hand, looked in the direction where the voice came from with some surprise.

The dense forest was slowly pushed away, and an old woman with a slumped body appeared in everyone's sight.

The person who came was dressed in plain clothes, his skin was as dry as a fallen leaf, and his long hair was as white as snow......

The old man walked not far in front of everyone and slowly raised his head.

"Bai Suzhen?!"

Zhao Yu was taken aback, and directly shouted out the true name of the demon lord.

"The brocade guards of the imperial court are really powerful......"

The demon lord looked at Zhao Yu with difficulty, and his tone didn't know whether it was praise or hinting at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu told her more than once that there was nothing in the world that Jinyiwei didn't know.

In fact, the demon lord knew in his heart that there was nothing in the world that the young man in front of him didn't know.

After speaking, the demon lord stretched out his hand trembling slightly, wanting to touch the hair of the black pupil, but the demon lord who could fight against the gods couldn't even do this small action at the moment.

"I still can't let it go after all!"

The Demon Lord looked at the black pupil with pity, repeating his previous words again and again.

"If she could put it down, I'm afraid she would have died in the iron pot in her old mansion!"

Zhao Yu said expressionlessly, and then before everyone understood, he didn't know where to come out of a pitch-black cauldron.

"Go, get some firewood!"

After taking out the iron pot, Zhao Yu said to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun in front of him.

"Lord Zhao, what do you want to ......?"

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were so smart, they had already guessed what Zhao Yu was going to do from Zhao Yu's words.

Of course, it is a little difficult for the great good people to accept, but there are not so many taboos in Bu Jingyun.

On the contrary, he admired Zhao Yu's-for-tat style!

Without saying a word, when Nie Feng was still stunned, Bu Jingyun had already turned around and swept towards the dense forest on the side.

"By the way, after awakening the demonic pain, even the phoenix blood can't save them?"

Looking at Kong Ci, who was still unconscious, Zhao Yu approached the demon lord and asked in a low voice.

"Phoenix blood can bring people back to life, but when they awaken the pain of demons, they dissipate the essence of their bodies, which is what secular people call souls......"

The demon lord did not answer Zhao Yu's words directly, but the meaning was already self-evident.

"Then why did she ......?"

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, and then looked at the black pupils who were standing although his eyes were closed.

"The obsession is too deep!"

Xue Damo walked up to the black pupil and replied with a sad expression.

……

After a few breaths, Bu Jingyun returned with a large bundle of firewood.

Zhao Yu beckoned everyone, found some relatively regular rocks, and built a simple stove by dividing it by two.

The cauldron was quickly boiled, and the mist rose.

In the frightened eyes of the old man in purple, the black pupil stepped forward and threw it into the boiling water.

"Ah!!h

The meridians around the purple-clothed old man were sealed, and Zhao Yu, a bad seed, asked about the dream before sealing his acupoints.

In the end, when the acupuncture point is stimulated, the pain will be infinitely magnified......

As a descendant of Hua Tuo, the dream naturally did not disappoint Zhao Yu.

Listening to the mournful screams of the old man in purple, the black pupils who were still standing in place finally fell straight down

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