"So, the master doesn't give face?" Shen Yi's eyes showed a cold light.

"The old man gives you face, who gives the old man face?" The fat monk smiled.

Shen Yi was full of murder: "Since this is the case, don't blame this seat for tearing up the ticket." ”

The fat monk still smiled: "If you dare to tear up the ticket, the old man will let your whole family be buried with you." ”

Shen Yi smiled evilly: "Okay, go, there is no father and no mother in this seat, only one teacher is still in the world." The family teacher is endless, you go and kill. Old bald donkey, I advise you not to be ignorant. ”

The fat monk still smiled: "Demon cub, if you dare to come, the old man will dare to kill." It's you, you rebel who dares to declare to clean up the portal, I'm afraid you're not the first to kill you. ”

Shen Yi moved his fingers: "If he is not afraid of being besieged and killed by the True Martial Dao to find an opportunity, just come." ”

"Cub."

"Old bald donkey."

From friendly discussions to cordial greetings, the two sides fully demonstrated the great friendship between Buddha and demons.

In addition to the overt verbal exchanges, the two sides are also secretly investigating. Divine thoughts are surging like an undercurrent at the bottom of a river, spying on each other's facial changes, body language, thoughts, qi, and even thinking fluctuations all the time.

But whether it is Shen Yi or the fat monk, their snooping is nothing.

'The devil cub is different from the outside, and he has exaggerated acting skills on the surface, but his mind is as invisible, so he has to be careful. After the temptation, the fat monk said secretly in his heart.

Although Shen Yi is like an ADHD, his eyes are cold and his face is murderous, and there are many scenes, but in fact, his soul has been silent.

In the snooping of the fat monk, Shen Yi's mind was like an abyss, extremely deep and undetectable.

And Shen Yi secretly scolded in his heart: 'The old bald donkey hides a knife in his smile, looking smiling, but his mind is empty, like Nirvana is extinguished, there is no fluctuation, I don't know what he is thinking, it really can't be underestimated. ’

The monk's state of mind has reached the level of non-thinking and non-thinking, that is, even Shen Yi can't detect the reality and reality, and Shen Yi didn't take advantage of this temptation.

Of course, neither did the other party.

The two sides looked at each other, and two words invariably appeared in their hearts: awesome.

"So, you can't talk about it?" The fat monk's eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

"I really can't talk about it."

Shen Yi's face gradually turned hideous, and he said with a smile: "It seems that this seat is going to stage a good show of breaking the Temple of Mercy and Grace today." ”

The four eyes are facing each other, the qi is condensed, and a sense of depression that is about to come is gathering wildly, and the two momentum are rising infinitely.

The huge demon shadow slowly turned around, and lowered its demon head at the fat monk, and two dark golden magic lights shot out from the face shrouded in black mist, nailing straight towards the fat monk.

And behind the fat monk, the appearance of Maitreya Buddha sitting on his side at random appeared, smiling often, with a big belly that could be accommodated, as if empty but not empty, and the demon shadow that devoured the sky and the earth went head-to-head.

The words are not speculative, and when it is time to do it, the momentum of the two sides collides, as if it is a state of life and death.

That's when —

"White! Small! Floor! ”

An angry shout sounded like thunder, but it was Duan Jiangshen who slashed back Xiongtu with a knife and invaded with two fellow disciples.

Because Shen Yi had to deal with the fat monk wholeheartedly, Xiongtu lost his substitution, and was immediately suppressed by Duan Jiangshen, and he was able to persist until now to let Duan Jiangshen break through, or because Xiongtu is now very resistant to beating.

It's just that now it's not the right time to let Duan Jiangshen and the other two monks come over.

Shen Yizheng confronted the fat monk of Jingzong's clone, the two sides were condensed, and there was no room for trouble, Duan Jiangshen suddenly inserted, which was equivalent to a fuse, detonating the momentum of the two parties.

"Hey!"

The fat monk snorted, shrunk into an inch and approached, waved his palm to break through the air, and the palm gang rolled over, the Buddha's light overlapped endlessly, endlessly, as soon as he touched Shen Yi's area, the haunting demonic qi collapsed.

Amitabha Mahaprajna.

It is not as powerful as when it is used to perform this move, and it can even be said that it is a little unworthy of the name of the divine palm, and it looks as simple and unpretentious as splitting the empty palm.

However, when it comes to subtlety, it is better than hearsay.

Shen Yi's body lit up, and the Heavenly Demon Golden Body operated spontaneously, but when it touched the palm gang, fine cracks quickly appeared.

The Heavenly Demon Golden Body was actually broken through seven layers in just a few moments.

This palm, the palm is endless, the derivation is infinite, it seems to be a simple palm, but the follow-up strength is constantly layered, there is no end, this is a move to use the infinite power with a limited palm.

This is Mahaprajna.

The fat monk seized the opportunity of such a moment, and the Heavenly Demon Golden Body formed by the twelve-layer Talisman Qi was instantly broken through the seven layers, and the vast Gang Qi was about to spread all over the body.

However, at this moment, the palm strength suddenly became chaotic, like a wave of angry tide, wave after wave of Gang Qi hedged against each other, making the strength of Shen Yi greatly dissipate, Shen Yi's body acupoints swallowed vitality, like a black hole to inhale the chaotic energy, and at the same time, the backhand was a Heavenly Demon Knife slash.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight!

Reversing yin and yang, reversing life and death, slashing out with a knife that is as clear and soft as moonlight, flashing with an unpredictable trajectory.

In an instant, like a dream, Shen Yi's palm was already inserted into the fat monk's chest, making a "bell" sound.

"Boom!"

It was only at this time that the Qi of Buddha and Demon really collided and exploded, and in the fierce collision of vitality, the figure of the fat monk was slightly transparent, and it was vaguely visible that the palm knife inserted into the chest was slashed on a bowl.

"Amina, Buddha."

The fat monk gritted his teeth, "Someone called you, shouldn't you respond?" ”

Although that shouting detonated the momentum of both sides, because it was Shen Yi who was called, in fact, this shouting still affected Shen Yi's momentum more.

The fat monk seized this opportunity and suddenly made a move, just to take the opportunity to defeat Shen Yi.

But unexpectedly, Shen Yi took precautions like an unpredictable prophet, and confused the surrounding heaven and earth with the yin and yang polar demon path of life and death against chaos, which affected the palm of "Maha Prajna", and then it was a "Xiaolou listening to the spring rain all night" to kill, and the fat monk came to his hands and lungs.

"His name is Bai Xiaolou, what does it have to do with my Heavenly Demon?"

Shen Yi tilted his head slightly and said lightly.

Duan Jiangshen is not a reckless person, his shouting is not a coincidence, but he did it intentionally. The sound was like angry thunder, running through the divine will, it was precisely to forcibly detonate the momentum and stimulate Shen Yi.

If Shen Yi was really Bai Xiaolou, maybe he was really affected by him.

It's a pity that Shen Yi is not, he doesn't have that kind of reactive reaction to this shout, after all, this is not his real name.

This shout was self-defeating.

As he spoke, Shen Yi lifted his palm, and he was about to forcibly break through the body of this clone.

(End of chapter)