The worry-free monk sighed, he thought that he had understood the Zen of forgetting worries over the years, but when he came here today, he realized that he still hadn't forgotten some things and hadn't let go of many obsessions.

Also, all living beings, who doesn't have an invincible obsession? In this world, where is there a real person who forgets his worries? The name of his own worry-free monk seems to be very unworthy of the name.

The elite of the He family, led by the young man in Tsing Yi, and the eighteen guards of the Lei family, led by Xiong Da, got down to Star City and began to march towards the Blood Hell Wasteland, and then, at the highest point of Qilian Mountain, opposite the stone beam, they met the carefree monk in white clothes under the pear tree.

The young man in Tsing Yi contracted violently at the first moment he saw the carefree monk, because, this monk, they had seen it in the previous album, there were only a few words on it: Carefree monk, the origin is unknown, the fighting method is unknown, but the owner of the sword, the martial god.

At the same time, Xiong Bing's eighteen guards also saw the carefree monk, with a look of surprise on his face, and glanced at the elite of the He family around him, the battle intent on his face was extremely strong.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. The carefree monk sat under the old pear tree on the top of the mountain and said slowly. When he spoke, there was a mountain wind passing by, blowing the white monk's robe on the carefree monk's body, and the dusty white monk's robe hunted and fluttered, which was very chic and elegant.

"For those who have been born with original sin, the best thing to do is to kill them with your own hands. Xiong Da looked at the carefree monk on the opposite side of the stone beam not far away, and said coldly.

"The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, and the murderer always kills it. ”

"Then give it a try. The young man in Tsing Yi didn't talk nonsense. Pulling out the peachwood sword he was carrying behind his back, he walked in the direction of the stone beam.

The stone beam is about 20 zhang long. It was only about two feet wide, and on either side were ethereal clouds. The young man in Tsing Yi slowly walked up to one end of the stone beam, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "He Qingchi, please give advice." ”

After saying this, the Tsing Yi on his body fluttered slightly, and his fingers drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, and he saw that the peach wood sword in the hand of the young man in Tsing Yi began to tremble violently, and then, with a clear roar. The Peachwood Excalibur rushed out of its scabbard, screamed excitedly in the air, slashed through a sleek arc, and flew straight towards Monk Sanssouci.

Before the man arrived, the sword had arrived. Clean and clean, with unparalleled murderous intent. The surrounding clouds and mist were driven by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi swept by the Peach Wood Divine Sword, spinning and flying, the Peach Wood Sword flew by, and a clean hole appeared in the clouds. That's the trajectory of the peachwood sword as it flies by.

Seeing that this sword was menacing, the carefree monk snorted lightly in his mouth and shouted a word.

Buddhism has the supreme magic method of the lion's roar, even the Demon Continent. There are wonderful kung fu that follow the law, although the voice of the worry-free monk is different from the lion's roar, but. After this low roar, the incomparably powerful peachwood divine sword seemed to pass through a deep mire. Obscure at first, every inch forward. It will consume a lot of He Qingchi's energy.

He Qingchi's face showed a look of surprise, seeing that the peachwood divine sword connected to his own life disappeared under the low shout of the carefree monk, he was afraid, and his originally handsome face began to show a hideous look, he shouted, spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and gave birth to his spiritual power to the extreme, and the peachwood divine sword in the distance let out an unwilling low roar, twisting his body with difficulty in the obscure clouds, trying to get out of the control of the carefree monk.

The Peach Wood Sword slowly moved forward, inch after inch, and when he saw that there was still a foot away from the face of the Carefree Monk, he saw that the Carefree Monk stretched out his right hand, just like the Buddha held out his right hand, the right hand of the Carefree Monk stretched out to the Peachwood Sword that was constantly struggling, his thumb and index finger were together, and he gently pinched the Mahogany Sword in his hand, and then, a strange smile appeared on the face of the Carefree Monk of Gujing Bubo.

After the carefree monk pinched the peachwood divine sword with his fingers, He Qingchi couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wow, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the peachwood divine sword completely lost contact with He Qingchi.

Monk Sanssouci took the peachwood sword in his hand in front of his eyes, glanced at He Qingchi not far away, and then pressed his fingers, and this peachwood sword that was thunderous in the Demon Continent was pinched off by Monk Sanssouci with one finger.

The peachwood sword connected to his own blood was pinched off, and He Qingchi sat on the ground dejectedly, his face was pale, and his face was incredulous, so far, the carefree monk still sat quietly under the pear tree, just opened his mouth and said a word, stretched out his hand to pinch He Qingchi's peachwood sword, as for the Nai He knife in front of his knees, it was quietly horizontal on the legs of the carefree monk, and he didn't move.

The generation of masters of the He family was defeated like this, the peachwood sword was destroyed, He Qingchi's strength was brutally destroyed by six or seven points, as for the damage caused by the destruction of his life, it was even more blocked He Qingchi's way to the top, He Qingchi looked incredulous, looked at the carefree monk in the distance, roared angrily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then fainted to the ground.

"Amitabha. The carefree monk looked at the people not far away, and said slowly: "The sea of suffering is boundless, donors, where did you come from, or where do you go back......

Seeing that He Qingchi was frustrated, a group of elites from the Demon Continent completely put away their contempt. They are all the proud sons of heaven who have invested huge resources in cultivating the seven major families, even if they are in the Demon Continent where there are many masters, they also have a very high status, but they didn't expect that they had already lost a companion before they went down to the Blood Hell Wasteland.

Previously, the reason for the fall of He Weapon and Lei Heng was that the two of them were not used to the fighting style of the Blood Hell Wasteland and were defeated, but after seeing the skills of the Sanssouci Monk with their own eyes, they realized that they were very wrong.

They had always thought that their attitude and attitude should be correct enough when they came to the Blood Hell Wasteland, and they had already paid enough attention to the masters of the Blood Hell Wasteland, but only now did they realize that they still didn't pay enough attention to the Blood Hell Wasteland.

How could such a master be produced in such a barren place? When they thought of this, a chill ran in their hearts, fortunately, these people were trapped in the Blood Hell Wasteland forever, if they rushed to the Demon Continent, they would be nourished by the abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Demon Continent. These people don't know what kind of existence they can grow into.

This also fully shows that the big names of the Demon Continent are so interested in the warriors of the Blood Hell Wasteland, these people. As long as you go to the demon race, you can bathe in that abundant heaven and earth vitality. The strength will definitely be increased by at least two steps, in this case, what an invincible iron army it should be......

However, if such an iron army is not controlled by himself, what kind of damage will it cause to the Demon Continent?

Thinking of this, they began to understand the decapitation plan of the adults, to exterminate the leaders of these warriors in the Bloody Hell Wasteland, and then to take these warriors for their own use, that. It's a very good and powerful thing, but how easy is it to decapitate it?

He Qingchi was helped up by his companions, and looked at the carefree monk not far away, and everyone present felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

If they swarmed up, they would definitely be able to kill the white-clothed monk in front of them, but on such a narrow stone beam. Where can there be room for many people to fight? The white-clothed monk sat quietly under the pear tree, and he had the momentum of being a man who could not be opened.

Xiong Da glanced at the carefree monk not far away, with a resolute look on his face, and reached out to pluck his mace from behind his back. With a low roar, the momentum on his body increased sharply, and it was instantly raised to the extreme.

With the continuous rise of the bear's big gas engine. Xiong Da's body was also undergoing wonderful changes at this time, and Xiong Da, who was already tall and mighty, was expanding sharply at this time. The chain mail on his body was pressed by the muscles that burst out, and it made a squeaking sound.

The muscles are quickly revealed. The leather armor on his chest was broken by the swollen muscles, revealing a clump of black chest hair, and the bear's big eyes also began to slowly be bloodshot at this time, until they were red at the back.

In a short period of time, Xiong Da completed his transformation and stimulated his innate bloodline, and then, Xiong Da cast his blood-red gaze on the carefree monk not far away, roared lowly, picked up the extremely thick mace, and rushed straight towards the carefree monk.

Huge feet on the stone beam, making a knocking sound, Xiong Da ran all the way, with the acceleration of the body, the momentum continued to rise, and when he ran to the distance of two zhang in front of the worry-free monk, he finally climbed to the top, his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air, with this majestic inertia, picked up the mace in his hand, and smashed it towards the carefree monk under the pear tree.

In the face of Xiong's majestic and extremely huge blow, the carefree monk could no longer sit on the ground and retreat from the enemy as before. Moreover, the reason why He Qingchi was defeated before was not unrelated to the Zen that spoke out of the law, if he knew how much effort the monk had put into cultivating this Zen, the depressed mood of defeat would be alleviated. If he had learned that the simple roar of the carefree monk just now had drained all the energy of his years of penance, the pain of defeat would have been alleviated a lot.

As the name suggests, a mouthful of Zen is a kung fu that can only deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment, and after defeating He Qingchi, years of penance will disappear, so in the face of Xiong's thunderous blow, the carefree monk cannot continue to sit on the ground.

I saw that the carefree monk dragged a single palm on the ground, and the whole person rose in the air, and the person was in the air, with a clear roar, the knife fell into his hand, and a layer of clear light flashed on the surface of the knife, and then, facing the bear's big mace, he slashed it.

However, the knife was about to collide with the thick mace, seeing this formation, Xiong Da snorted coldly, and his blood-red eyes flashed with a crazy and bloodthirsty look, and the mace smashed towards the carefree monk.

At the moment when the knife and the mace were about to come into contact, the knife suddenly flipped over, and the blade was attached to the mace, lightly, and with the force of the next time of the mace, the mace was gently deflected a little bit.

The mace sticked to the corner of the monk's clothes and smashed heavily on the ground, only to hear a bang, the mace smashed on the ground, smashing the ground out of a huge pit, the stone beam behind Xiong Da was also trembling, and many stones on the stone beam were shaken by the shock wave brought by this blow and scattered everywhere, falling into the white clouds on both sides of the stone beam and disappeared. I couldn't hear the echo for a long time, which showed how deep the abyss beneath this stone beam was.

The worry-free monk has just the right time to grasp the strength of this moment, and it is extremely ingenious, to know the way, one force to ten will be far simpler than four or two thousand catties, and the full force of Xiong Da is so fierce and unparalleled. But in this way, he was gently and skillfully avoided by the carefree monk. It can be seen how deep the monk has attained in the art of fighting.

The blow missed, and Xiong Da quickly turned around. The mace dragged behind him, and then he put his strength on his waist, and roared angrily in his mouth: "Turn around and kill!" The mace was like a tiger out of the mountain, and after a blow missed, he turned around and killed with one blow.

This move, in the Lei family's Xiong Bing Eighteen Guards, is also a special skill that belongs to Xiong Da. Over the years, Xiong Da has relied on this trick, and I don't know how many masters' brains have been stained on the mace.

This trick is used. Even the carefree monk changed his face greatly, his body turned sharply, and he dodged Xiong Da's fatal blow in a hurry, and the whole person rose from the ground, floating behind him like a big white bird.

Xiong Da's gatekeeping skills finally worked, Xiong Da looked reckless, but he was actually a delicate man, and when he saw that the situation he had been looking forward to for a long time finally appeared, he screamed strangely. His feet slammed on the ground, and the ground under his feet was stepped out of two huge pits, and Xiong Da flew straight up and attacked the carefree monk who was in the air.

With the retreat of the carefree monk. Everyone on the side of the stone beam saw the opportunity, their bodies flashed, and they all rushed over from the end of the stone beam one by one. The carefree monk is in the air. Seeing that these people were about to surround themselves, they were secretly anxious in their hearts. It was at this time that the big mace arrived. The carefree monk shouted, and the Nai He knife in his hand slashed towards Xiong.

This time, the carefree monk did not dodge, and the pure hard touch was a hard blow with the big mace.

I only heard a loud noise in the air, but the knife collided with the mace, and the thick front end of the mace was cut off.

At this moment, Xiong Da showed a cruel look on his face, and the mace retracted, hooking back towards the head of the carefree monk.

The sharp serrations on the mace flashed with a faint light at this time, and if this blow was real, the monk would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

At this time, the two people were still in the air, and the carefree monk could not avoid it, just when the carefree monk was about to be hit by a mace, he saw the carefree monk in the air, his left foot stepped on the right foot, and the right foot stepped on the left foot, so the cycle repeatedly, not only stopping the downward trend, but the whole person rose strangely by nearly a zhang distance!

The mace hit the air again, and the force of Xiong Da's step just now had dissipated at this time, no longer falling, and slowly falling.

At this time, the carefree monk who was in the air suddenly roared violently, leaned down, and by the inertia of falling, he slashed at Xiong Da's head with a knife. Xiong Da saw the attack of the Nai He knife, and after seeing the sharpness of the Nai He knife, he also had some fear of the Nai He belt in his heart, and he flipped the mace in his hand to block.

At the moment when the knife was about to make contact with the mace, the left hand of the carefree monk had already touched the tip of the mace, and the carefree monk roared angrily, desperately fighting the danger of injury, pressed his hand on the tip of the mace, and forcefully turned the mace in the opposite direction.

The spikes of the mace pierced deep into the palm of the carefree monk's hand, and it was already dripping with blood.

Xiong Da fought with Sanssouci Monk in the air for a few rounds, each with its own merits, but no one got a bargain. But the most incomprehensible action of the carefree monk is a little puzzling, with the injury, just went to touch his mace? This question is hidden in Xiong Da's heart, and he can't figure out the battle intention in the action of the carefree monk.

Just when Xiong Da was thinking about the battle intention of the carefree monk, his body fell to the ground, Xiong Da didn't understand anything, he heard an exclamation from the brothers behind him, Xiong Da was about to look, he felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and he fell towards the abyss on both sides of the stone beam.

It turned out that the wave of the carefree monk just now had a deeper meaning in it. It looked like a simple flick, but the mace was forcefully deflected a few points, and then it fell with the bear, just outside the stone beam.

Xiong Da realized that something was wrong the first time he stepped on the air, and hurriedly made a move, but it was too late, and the whole person involuntarily fell from the top of the stone beam to the endless abyss below, and life and death can often stimulate huge potential, Xiong Da is like this. I saw that the bear roared angrily, and gathered all the strength in his body on his right arm, and the person was in the air, already some distance from the stone beam, and his right arm stretched forward, with the length of the mace, just enough to be on the edge of the stone beam.

The sharp barbs of the mace's tip dug deep into the stone beam, hanging the bear in the air.

Xiong Da looked down at the bottomless abyss of the white mist under his feet, and then raised his head to look at the stone beam above his head, the stone beam was so close, but so far away, the current Xiong Da didn't dare to move, he could only hope that his brothers could entangle the worry-free monk, and then pull himself up.

The carefree monk fought to get injured and went to the mace to fiddle with it, obviously not to scare Xiong Da to be satisfied, but just when the Sanssouci monk fell, two bear cavalry killed the generals and forced the Sanssouci monk to the side, and on the stone beam not far away, two bear cavalrymen had already jumped over, trying to pull up Xiong Da who was hanging in the air.

Monk Sanssouci was blocked by two bear cavalry, can no longer pass, seeing that the distance from Xiong Da is getting farther and farther, Sanssouci monk shouted fiercely, his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and then, the stone under his feet seemed to be hit by something, a bang sounded, and then it scattered and cracked, and a deep crack on the surface of the stone spread towards Xiong Da's place. (To be continued......)