"Good!"

Regarding the decision of the old monk Nengming, Daoist Yuquan did not have any opinion.

Immediately, he waved the dust whisk in his hand, looked at the old monk and said, "Do you do it, or let the poor Dao do it?" ”

"Amitabha, the monks are compassionate, how can the old man commit the precept of killing?"

Hearing this, Neng Ming shook his head, looking dignified, and his figure retreated slightly to the side to make way for a road.

Yuquan Dao bowed his head and said, "Since this is the case, then the poor Dao is not welcome!" ”

Watching the two of them sing and harmonize, Ji Xuanxuan in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore.

Her face was like frost, she looked at Zhang Tao angrily, and asked, "These two hypocritical old guys are really annoying." ”

"Speak of greed so high-sounding......" Her chest rose and fell violently, obviously angry.

"A bunch of dog stuff, not a single good thing!" Zhang Tao's eyes narrowed.

As he spoke, the giant heavy sword in his hand had already been thrown out.

Boom!

The heavy sword fell to the ground, and everyone felt a shaking under their feet, and their eyes showed a look of surprise, staring closely at the big sword that suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Not good!"

Yuquan Dao was shocked, and the moment he saw the Juque Sword landing, he was like a frightened bird, and he quickly retreated back when he just walked towards Xiaohua.

At the same time as his speed retreated, Hong Zhong Dalu was also sacrificed above his head, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Yuquan, why are you doing this?" Master Noh Ming doesn't know why.

He didn't know anything about what happened in Zhou Tianxingchen's array, and he didn't know that Jinding Zhenren had died tragically, and Longyang Zhenren had escaped with a broken arm.

They all started from one person!

Even Master Nengming still felt that the Yuquan Daoist was making too much of a fuss, and he was so frightened by a giant sword that fell from the sky that he fled.

And then in the next second, the contempt at the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant.

Before he could react to what had happened, an afterimage struck.

Rumble!

His figure appeared like a cannonball had been knocked off.

Blood spilled, drawing a perfect parabola through the air.

"Old bald donkey, give your master death!"

The afterimage appeared, and Zhang Tao's burly figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, he was fierce and vicious, his eyes were cold, staring at everyone present, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you people impatient to live, and dare to hit the attention of your grandfather's mount." ”

"Poof!"

Master Nengming's throat surged, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of it, and his body slammed into the ruins, embarrassed.

He couldn't believe it, feeling the qi and blood in his body boiling violently, and he couldn't calm it down for a while.

"You...... The old man was careless, and he didn't flash. He looked at Zhang Tao with a blue face, and his eyes were gloomy.

When Xiaohua saw Zhang Tao's appearance, she immediately ran over and jumped up, with extraordinary momentum.

In front of outsiders, it is a jungle beast, which is very dangerous to choose people and devour them, but in front of Zhang Tao, it is a well-behaved big cat.

"Everyone who pays attention to Xiaohua will die!"

Zhang Tao's eyes were cold, and he glanced at those ill-intentioned martial monks, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Kill!"

With a low roar, a man and a tiger rushed into the crowd and slaughtered all sides.

"Who are you to dare not be so arrogant!" Someone shouted unconvinced.

"Yes, we have thirty people here, all of them are famous and decent disciples, I don't believe you dare to kill us!"

As soon as the words fell, the head of the person who was the first to shout exploded instantly, and was directly hit by the giant sword, like an exploding watermelon, and juice splashed everywhere.

At this moment, Zhang Tao turned into a blood sea Shura, torturing these people in front of him in the most brutal and simple way.

The fist is to the flesh, the sword is not fatal!

He has already started to kill, and he doesn't care what the other party is or which sect he is a disciple of.

All the same!

A sword is unstoppable!

Everywhere they went, their bones were broken, and wails rang out incessantly.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaohua rushed out, opened its bloody mouth, and the tiger bit and carried out a mending knife, directly biting off the opponent's neck, which was extremely bloody.

Of the passers-by nearby, none of them dared to step forward to stop them.

One person and one tiger, the cooperation is very tacit, and the flow is smooth.

"No, you can't kill me, my master is an elder of the Beidou Sect......" someone wailed in despair.

"Uncle Yuquan save me!"

"Master help, help!"

One corpse after another appeared in front of them, and those who were arrogant and shouting were all panicked, they wanted to escape, but they couldn't.

They wanted to ask for help from Daoist Yuquan and Master Nengming, but Yuquan Dao ran faster than anyone else, and when Zhang Tao appeared, he had already disappeared without a trace.

He was already frightened, and he knew Zhang Tao's horror very well in his heart, and there was only one result if he continued to stay here.

That's waiting for death!

After a while, corpses were everywhere, all of them mutilated, miserable deaths, and blurred flesh and blood.

"Amitabha, donor, your methods are too cruel, you just nod your head to kill people, why don't you leave them a whole corpse?"

At this time, Master Neng Ming came out of the ruins, holding a rosary, his body flashing with golden light, and the Buddha was majestic.

A golden Buddha bell appeared on his body, solemn and solemn, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Today, the old man is going to take action to turn you into a strong murderous aura!"

With one step, Master Neng Ming bathed in golden light and appeared in front of Zhang Tao.

Angry King Kong!

Rumble!

The Buddha's palm swung out, carrying the incomparable Buddha power and blasting towards Zhang Tao's head.

"Fight!"

Seeing this, Zhang Tao did not retreat but advanced, holding a giant sword and slashing into the Buddha handprint condensed in the air.

"Don't move the golden body!" Neng Ming groaned, and the golden light on his body skyrocketed.

The four heavens of Buddhism are the golden body realm, and the body defense is invulnerable and indestructible.

The sound of metal colliding is endless.

This time, Zhang Tao met his opponent, and the bladeless heavy sword bombarded the opponent's Jin, which could not cause effective damage to the opponent at all, and the bell rattled.

Seeing this situation, he put down the giant sword in his hand, clenched his hands into fists, and responded to the other party with the most primitive fists and feet.

He has practiced [Xuangong Breaking], and using boxing is the best weapon to break defense.

The superposition of punch after punch can not be counted as the power of accumulating breaking power.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change!

In the next second, Zhang Tao's body changed, like a ghost surrounding Master Neng Ming's golden body.

The fist is like a dragon, and the bang is ringing.

The sound of breaking the sky is impenetrable......

"Donor, your attack is useless against Lao Gao, Lao Gao's golden body has been cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection, and King Kong is not bad."

The corners of Neng Ming's mouth rose, revealing a smug look, he stood still in place, letting the other party attack, immobile like a mountain.

He looked at Zhang Tao's tireless punches, and the disdain in the corners of his eyes became even more obvious.

Immediately, he continued: "I don't know if the donor can catch this palm of the old man!" ”

"Divine Palm!"

After speaking, the Buddha power around Nengming's body surged, his hands were folded, his face gradually became solemn, and the momentum of the whole person changed dramatically.

The aura of heaven and earth rioted violently.

A Buddha's handprint that covers the sky and the sun is quickly formed on the sky, and the coercion is monstrous, and all directions move.

"Broken!"

At this moment, Zhang Tao's lips opened slightly, and he gently spit out a word.

With a punch, the immovable golden body exploded instantly, turning into a golden mangs and dissipating in the air.

And the Buddha's handprint that fell from the sky also collapsed in an instant, turning into a wave of spiritual energy that swept in all directions.

"Impossible, how could you break the poor monk's immovable golden body?" Master Nengming's eyes widened, and he looked at the sunken fist mark on his chest with a stunned expression.

"Poof~"

A mouthful of old blood flew out, and he died on the spot.

In an instant, his body turned into a puddle of flesh and mud and collapsed to the ground, and his whole body was shattered under the destruction of the power of the breaking force.

Only one skull was intact, with wide eyes and staring straight ahead, dead and blinding.