Merchants at the moment,

Shang Rongrong was sitting in her boudoir in a red and festive costume.

She knew that today was the day of her wedding to Bai Shaotang of the Bai family, but Bai Shaotang did not appear in her heart.

Shang Rongrong looked out the window with a smile on the corner of her mouth,

And the merchant did not make any moves because today was the day of the wedding of the pearl in the palm of his hand.

Everyone knows that it is impossible for the pearl of the merchant's palm to marry Bai Shaotang's waste.

What the business looks like on weekdays, it is what it looks like today.

However, the Bai family's welcoming team has not arrived at the merchant for a long time.

Even if the Bai family's welcoming team arrives at the merchant, it will not be able to take away the pearl of the merchant's palm.

Shang Tianqi, the old man of the merchant, knew about this, and Shang Rongrong knew it in her heart.

She sat alone in her boudoir, waiting for the man who could shelter her from the wind and rain to pick her up.

Everything is so peaceful and peaceful,

Shang Rongrong couldn't help but look forward to it in her heart, but the figure in her heart became clearer and clearer.

If happiness is what it tastes like, then Shang Rongrong knows that she is happy at this time.

And waiting is undoubtedly blissful.

She had already thought a lot about the picture of him picking her up.

Every picture has been denied by himself, and he should take him away in the most free and majestic way.

He chose to pick him up and leave on the day of his wedding to Bai Shaotang of the Bai family.

He also promised himself that he would take him away in an unexpected way.

Since then, the world has come a long way, and she is also a companion to fight the sword world.

Shang Tianqi's eyes showed a trace of unconcealable sourness, he naturally knew that his granddaughter seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.

But in his mind, the figure of a young man in cloth appeared.

"Ding boy, will you really come, the old man hopes that you will take Rong'er away and escape from this family dispute."

What Shang Tianqi was looking forward to in his heart was Ding Xiaoyi's figure.

He didn't know that Ding Xiaoyi was already killing the master sent by the Bai family on the street.

And the merchant did not send anyone out of the merchant compound at this time.

Because they knew that a fight would be staged in the business, and Shang Rongrong would never marry Bai Shaotang.

Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyelids slightly,

He looked at the five monks, and the sword in his hand was still unsheathed.

The high monks of Futu Temple are not worthy of his sword, just the King Kong Realm.

"Lord Ding, the poor monks are here to take back the ancient Buddha of my Buddha's Gate Supreme Immortal Weapon, and ask Lord Ding to complete it."

The senior monk said to Ding Xiaoyi slowly, while the other senior monks looked at Ding Xiaoyi with fierce eyes.

Looking at the five senior monks of Futu Temple, Ding Xiaoyi raised a bright smile.

He raised his voice and said to the monk, "There is no ancient Buddha burning lamp below, please go back."

"Amitabha, Master Ding, can you allow me to wait to investigate your Qiankun bag, if there is no Buddha lamp, the poor monks will retreat."

The senior monk looked at Ding Xiaoyi with burning eyes, and seemed to have long been convinced that Ding Xiaoyi had the supreme immortal weapon of Buddhism on his body.

"I'm sorry, but there's never been a precedent for letting others check the Qiankun bag, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent lingered around him.

But he didn't expect that the senior monk of Futu Temple was so persistent, and he had to look at his Qiankun bag.

And he has many secrets in the Qiankun bag, how could his secrets be exposed under the noses of this group of monks.

This is his bottom line, and no one will be allowed to infringe on it.

"In that case, we will have to offend."

The name of the Buddha Temple

With a wave of the monk's hand, the wide robe swelled up like a strong storm.

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword wrapped in fine cloth.

The sword intent around him rose up like a turbulent wave.

The long sword stirred up a sword groan, and his eyes burned with a majestic qi.

But the monk was behind him with a huge Buddha shadow.

I saw that the Buddha shadow appeared behind the monk like a giant.

It was a phantom of a Buddha with a fierce face.

The senior monk swung his fist and blasted towards Ding Xiaoyi, stirring up thousands of Buddha lights.

The Buddha's light was as hot as the sun.

The strong Buddha light condensed the power of the pure world and blasted towards Ding Xiaoyi, and the air turned into nothingness in that instant.

Feeling the powerful punch, Ding Xiaoyi's face twitched slightly.

Say do it, do it,

There was no mud in the slightest, and the monk didn't have any flashy moves.

The long fist condensed by the high monk turned into a shattering force and slammed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The Buddha's light above the fist was dazzling, and it seemed that only the giant fist was left between heaven and earth.

Ding Xiaoyi was in the wrong shape, and he shouted loudly: "Drunk, the sword qi is like frost."

The long sword wrapped in coarse cloth stirred up layers of sword qi, and the sword qi tore the space open and struck towards the giant fist.

"Woo ......",

A sharp and loud sword roar resounded between heaven and earth.

And the sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, and I saw that the sword mangs shot towards the giant fist.

Everywhere the sword qi passed, it turned into nothingness, and the giant fist and the sword finally collided together.

The furious qi machine shot out like a rain of arrows.

The splendid sword momentum tore the giant fist apart like a broken bamboo, and the giant fist burst open inch by inch under the brilliant sword qi.

"Boom ......",

A loud bang spread throughout the four fields.

Heaven and earth seemed to tremble,

That brilliant sword qi exploded in that giant fist, and that giant fist was strangled by that brilliant sword qi.

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the sun was eclipsed at that moment.

Ding Xiaoyi pointed at his long sword, and the sword qi was endless.

He stood majestically like that peerless sword immortal.

The sword intent around him roared up, and the layers of sword intent pointed to the monk of the Futu Temple.

And the high monk turned around,

The wide robe swung up, and the giant fist of the monk turned into nothingness.

But the monk's face was not sad or happy, his wide robe was flicked again, and the Buddha shadow behind him stirred up a more dazzling Buddha light.

His body flickered, like the peerless Buddha Lord who had subdued demons and subdued tigers, and stepped towards Ding Xiaoyi.

With every step he took, gravel erupted from under his feet.

His body exuded the holy Buddha light of a treasure and majesty.

At this time, this Futu Temple monk is like a peerless monk who subdues demons and subdues demons.

The solemn breath of the treasure arises spontaneously,

He stepped step by step, and the rolling qi machine rose majestically.

The gravel under his feet is even more agitated,

The majestic and steady figure appeared in front of Ding Xiaoyi in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes,

His body shook, and the long sword in his hand with a coarse cloth walked towards the high monk's fierce point.

Several sword rays lingered, and the sword rays turned into glazed light and roared towards the monk.

But the monk slapped his palms, and his palms were like heavy weights, and all the sword rays that came from the excitement were scattered.

Ding Xiaoyi stepped back, and Shen Xiong's incomparable Buddha energy surged.

Like a thousand waves rushing around him,

He felt as if his body was there

drifting in the waves.

Feeling that this Shen Xiong's incomparable Buddha energy was surging wildly, Ding Xiaoyi's face was still like water.

The long sword in his hand let out a high-pitched sword groan like a "choking".

The long sword burst out like a sheath, and a ghostly light burst out.

He got up,

"Drunk, unparalleled sword energy",

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was still wrapped in the coarse cloth, but on the coarse cloth, a more brilliant sword aura was stirred.

Ding Xiaoyi raised the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth and turned into a streamer of light, shooting towards the monk.

The space where the long sword passed trembled, and that sword light went towards the high cold like a sky-opening momentum.

"Hiss",

The long sword pierces the sky,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure and sword penetrated through the Buddha energy that surged out of the high monk's palm.

The high monk only felt that a flower appeared in front of his eyes, and a sword aura had appeared in his chest.

"Bang",

The long sword wrapped in coarse cloth in Ding Xiaoyi's hand slammed into the monk's chest.

The fierce sword qi penetrated into the body of the high monk, twisting the Buddha energy around him into a mess.

"Hum ......",

I saw that the Buddha shadow behind the high monk made a soft humming sound, and the huge Buddha shadow became dim.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was against the monk's chest, and he was looking at the monk with a playful look.

If the coarse cloth on the sword shattered, the edge of the sword would surely pierce the monk's chest.

The monk's face changed several times,

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the Buddha light around him condensed again.

"Boom, boom, boom,",

Several loud noises that resounded through the sky burst open.

The remaining four eminent monks opened their cultivation for release.

They are surrounded by Buddha light, turning into a Buddha who subdues demons and subdues demons.