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.

Thinking of this, they all felt a chill in their hearts, fortunately, these people were trapped in the Blood Hell Wasteland forever, if they rushed to the Demon Continent, under the nourishment of the abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Demon Continent, these people did not know what kind of existence the Dao could 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 they go to the demons. Bathing in such abundant Heaven and Earth Vitality, his strength will definitely increase by at least two steps. In this case, what an invincible iron army it must 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, and it was a very good and powerful thing to kill the leaders of these warriors in the Blood Hell Wasteland, and then take these warriors for their own use. But how easy is the decapitation operation?

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 could there be room for many people to fight? The white-clothed monk sat quietly under the pear tree. There is a lot of momentum when the husband is closed.

Xiong Da glanced at the carefree monk not far away, with a look of determination on his face, he reached out and took off his mace from his back, and roared lowly. The momentum on his body increased dramatically, and it was instantly raised to the extreme.

As Xiong Da's qi continued to rise, Xiong Da's body was also undergoing wonderful changes at this time. Xiong Da, who was already tall and mighty, swelled sharply at this time, and the chain mail on his body was compressed by the muscles that burst out. Make a squeaky sound.

The muscles were quickly revealed, and the leather armor on his chest was torn apart by the swollen muscles. Revealing a bush of black chest hair, Xiong'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 glanced down at the bottomless abyss of white mist under his feet, and then raised his head to look at the stone beam above his head. The stone beams are so close, yet so far away. The current Xiong Da didn't dare to move, and could only hope that his brothers could entangle the worry-free monk. Then pull yourself 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.

The carefree monk was stopped by two bear cavalrymen and could not pass. Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from Xiong Da, the carefree monk shouted fiercely, and stepped heavily on the ground with his feet, and then, the stone under his feet sounded as if he had been hit by something, and then it scattered and cracked, and a deep crack on the surface of the stone spread towards Xiong Da's place.

The stone beam trembled for a while, and the stone beam hanging on to the bear could no longer bear the big burly body of the bear. I saw that the stone where the mace was located slowly cracked, and then it turned into a pile of gravel and fell into the deep valley, and the bear hanging on it was the size of a bear. Seeing the hands of his brothers reaching farther and farther away from him, he let out an angry and unwilling roar, and fell straight down towards the abyss.

The bear's big figure disappeared into the clouds in an instant. But the voice was still wafting in everyone's ears, and only the long roar could be heard farther and farther away from him. It wasn't until the last that it disappeared.

A few rounds down. He Qingchi, the leader of the He family, was seriously injured, Xiong Da, the leader of the Lei family, was shot down into the abyss, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the worry-free monk who blocked the way was only slightly injured in his left hand.

Fortunately, at this time, all the elites had already come from the other end of the stone beam, surrounding the Sanssouci monks, and inside their eyes, the flames of anger were burning.

Nearly thirty elites from the Demon Continent surrounded the Carefree Monk, and the eyes that looked at the Carefree Monk one by one were full of hatred, anger and vigilance.

Monk Sanssouci held the Nai He knife in his hand, looked around, looked at his enemies, and secretly thought in his heart: "It seems that it is difficult to get out today." Thinking about this, I looked resolute, since it was difficult to get out, then, let's have a big fight!

I don't know if it was the injuries and deaths of his companions that inspired the bloodiness of these people, or the battle score generated by killing the carefree monk to get the Nai He knife inspired these elites, in short, after this group of people completely surrounded the carefree monk, they swarmed up, and the weapons in their hands greeted the carefree monk one after another, and the battle between the fields started at the first time, and then quickly became white-hot.

These people are all combat geniuses in the Demon Continent, the family sent them here because they are very confident in their strength, and secondly, they also have the intention of training them, any genius can only be produced in the tempering of blood and fire, and it is good to let these people experience it, no matter how many people they can get out of the Blood Hell Wasteland alive after they reach the most, there is no doubt that the people who live to the bottom must be the best people, compared with the five experienced elites and the thirty elites who talk on paper, those adults in the Star Picking Tower still prefer the former more。

In a word, the Demon Continent has never lacked so-called geniuses and elites, they lack morality, and they are the real powerhouses who walked out of the sea of corpses and blood.

The worry-free monk raised his realm to the peak, and for more than ten years, the knife finally tasted the taste of blood again, and for a while, the sand and stones flew between the fields, the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and the battle was extremely fierce.

This kind of battle lasted for nearly two hours, and on the peak of the Qilian Mountain Range, there were stumps and broken arms of the elites of the Demon Continent everywhere, and blood was sprayed everywhere, and after reaching the peak, nearly thirty elites of the Demon Continent paid the bloody price of eleven companions after taking the first step to write the Hell Wasteland.

The rest of the elites looked at the carefree monk who was panting slightly under the pear tree not far away, and a shocked look appeared on their faces.

The white monk's robe was torn to pieces in the battle just now, and there were wounds all over his body, and the criss-crossing wounds oozing bright red blood from the criss-crossing wounds, staining the originally white monk's robe blood-red.

Due to the fierce battle just now, the whirlpool caused by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi swept across the pear tree, and the pear blossoms on the tree began to scatter in all directions as if they had experienced a tornado.

The carefree monk sat quietly under the pear tree, panting slightly, the pear blossoms above his head were falling flutteringly, looking at the blood flowers in the sky, the carefree monk began to cough violently, and the blood was coughed out of the mouth of the carefree monk one after another, it can be seen that the carefree monk at this moment has been close to the extent of running out of oil and drying up, but the beast on the verge of death is often the most powerful, and the people in the field understand this truth, so everyone in the field knows that the life of the carefree monk is coming to an end, but everyone is full of vigilance staring at the carefree monk under the pear tree, with a look of vigilance, beware of the dying blow of this very powerful monk.

Monk Sanssouci is really dying at this time, his heart has already died with the departure of that shadow sixteen years ago, that day is also here, but also under this tree full of pear blossoms, when that figure jumped down from this stone beam, Sanssouci Monk's heart also died. (To be continued......)