"Put Jiang Su down!"

As soon as the words fell, eight more Arhats suddenly surrounded him, occupying Qiankun Xundui, and Gen Zhen left the position of Kan gossip, trapping Wang Jia in it.

The black-clothed sword cultivator frowned, did not stop lifting the sword, and flew straight in the direction of Jiang Su, "A group of monks!" What kind of gossip formation to cultivate! ”

His left hand reached into his sleeve and grabbed a large handful of stones and threw them in all directions.

The color of the stone walked five, and the ground formed a formation, and the wood, fire, water, gold, and earth went their own way, and rolled down at the feet of the eight Arhats.

"This is?? Five Elements Stone Formation? "There are monks who are cultivating for the formation, and their sharp eyes recognize this scene.

The Five Elements Formation is the ancestor of the formation, the most simple and easy to understand, but the most useful. As long as the timing is right, the five elements can solve the way of heaven and earth!

But he is a sword cultivator...... How can you walk the five elements in the gossip?!!

Wang Jia stepped on the arhat who was on the dry position, and turned over his shoulder with the help of force.

This Arhat's name is Descending Dragon, and Fu Hu is the most ferocious of the eighteen Arhats. At this time, he was only doing the battle because he was unwilling to hurt Wang Jia, an unrelated monk.

Now that Wang Jia had fallen into his body, how could he let this sword cultivator escape?

Buddha Xiu flipped his wrist and palm, and suddenly a golden dragon flew high into the air from behind him, and roared out a dragon roar that shook the sky and the earth.

Wang Jia collided with the sudden appearance of the golden dragon phantom and was thrown back to the center of the formation.

"Ahem."

The eyes on Bai Yu's face became more and more gloomy, and his long eyelashes were lowered. Wang Jia wiped the blood from his lips, slapped the ground with his hand, and the white sword flew back into his hand.

"Come again!"

He got up again, this time holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, making a whirling posture, and the steps under his feet were extremely light, and the white sword was like a golden blade, and it actually led people away.

At this moment, Wang Jia added half of his body's spiritual power to this sword.

“…… Put Jiang Su down!! ”

The white sword slashed towards the descending dragon Arhat, and the golden dragon descended from the sky to catch the sword.

Suddenly, a fierce strong light erupted from the sky and the earth, and the wind blew violently around the two of them, and the grass and trees withered, and the flying sand and stones became obstacles.

The ground beneath the two of them cracked like a spider's web.

"Click-"

It's the sound of bones breaking.

The dragon descending Arhat clasped his hands together, and at this moment, one arm made a continuous "click" sound.

He has the incorruptible body of King Kong, and at this moment, Wang Jia's sword not only broke his body, but also directly crushed one of his arms with sword qi from skin to bone.

The flesh suddenly burst, the smell of blood rushed to his nose, and the flesh burst out and sprayed on Wang Jia's black clothes, he turned his head sideways, and the blood droplets stained the tail of his eyebrows.

Wang Jia squinted slightly, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and his voice was full of anger, like a lone wolf in the grassland roaring with his throat.

"You can't beat me...... I don't kill my family. ”

"One last time...... Get out of the way! ”

The Dragon Descending Arhat's face did not change, and he calmly looked at his right arm, which was only a slender white bone, and the bone joints shattered into powder and fell to the ground under his gaze.

The aura that surged between the two fell to the ground, mixed with the dust.

"Wang Jia."

The dragon seemed to be helpless, he was not half angry about his injuries, and even his eyes were pitying and compassionate.

"Do you really want to use all your strength in the temple?"

Wang Jia was stunned, his black pupils shrank suddenly, and his pupils flickered.

He is like a little teenager who has been poked in the center, and his emotions are clear in his expression.

“……”

An old monk walked slowly through the crowd, and the robe on his body was the same as that of the old monk who was kind to talk and listen.

"Master Shanmu." The dragon bowed slightly and saluted with one hand.

The good-eyed old monk closed his double line tightly, and touched the empty sleeve of the descending dragon with one hand, and in an instant, the arm of the descending dragon grew again, and the coercion of the god was also released.

"Amitabha, why is this so."

He let out a long sigh and said:

"Wang Jia, what do you want?"

Just this sentence, the sound fell, and the door of the black tower opened.

The girl in colorful clothes was carried off the shoulders by the Fuhu monk.

"I'm not going in!! What are you doing with me! I'm not a demon cultivator!! ”

"Wait! Wait a minute!! Go and go, you tell me little sister! Don't go to Qi's house! ”

The Tiger Arhat shoved her into the tower.

"Be sure to tell my little sister! Don't go to Qi's house!! Don't go to the Sword Sect!! ”

"Shhh

There was silence all around, and no one said anything.

Wang Jia looked through a few people at the closed door under the black tower, and the hand holding the sword suddenly loosened, and his limbs trembled uncontrollably.

The white sword sank into the soil.

He braced himself with his sword.

“…… I know. ”

The next moment, he put the sword back into its scabbard, and turned away without looking back.

The monks watching the play on the side didn't even dare to breathe, and looked at each other with the people next to them, very confused.

At first, they could still understand what was going on, but with the appearance of the "Buddha Shadow", Zhang Liu and the others fled, and the old monk pointed to the girl and wanted to pressure her to go to the Black Tower, and their group couldn't understand it at all.

Even Yu Dongming grew his mouth and looked at his master in a daze.

His master winked at him, at a loss. "This thing...... I listened to the old monk and didn't say it......"

Qi Wu stepped forward to stop Wang Jia, "Brother Wang, what is going on?" Why did Su Su Fang finally say that she would let the little senior sister not go to the Qi family?!! ”

When Wang Jia heard the words "little senior sister", he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

He glanced coldly at Qi Wu, who was anxious at the moment, pushed the person away, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Qi Wu didn't understand it anymore, he turned back to Xia Qingming, "Brother Xia, what's going on!! ”

Xia Qingming also frowned slightly, and shook his head slowly, "I don't know below, I haven't found Miss Dong Yiyi yet." ”

Qi Wu looked back at the Black Tower not far away, and looked up at the towering spire.

"What the hell is going on......

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"Good girl, what a surprise."

"I didn't expect that between Jiang Su's girl and revenge, you really chose revenge."

"Tut-tut, it's worthy of the child I raised, and I still have a clear priority in my heart. It's just a bit of fate between you, and now it's the fate you are asking for, where can it compare to the blood feud. ”

Still in that room, the drug judge was sitting on the floor, holding a pen in his hand, and there was a large piece of white paper on the floor, and he was writing prescriptions, tirelessly.

Wang Jia stood in the corner, holding his sword motionless.

"Eh, don't worry, Jiang Su will be fine, don't you know better than anyone else? The group of old monks of the Demon Suppression Temple were still old acquaintances with her, and they would never hurt her, at most, let her go in to experience the experience. ”

"Black Tower Guan Demon Cultivator, what can she experience?" Wang Jia suddenly spoke.

The drug judge only shook his head when he heard this, and sneered: "That Black Tower and White Tower, whether it is a real Guan Demon Cultivator or a fake Guan Demon Cultivator, how do you know?" The group of monks said so, have you really seen them lock up the big demon with their own hands? ”