Wusheng has passed the age of Jiazi, and the arhat skills practiced are refined and pure, and the internal force is unfathomable.

If it is like a god's palm, it is even more powerful.

Although he has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, his strength is so strong that he is already the suzerain of the various sects in the world.

At this time, the palm momentum was together, and layers of strength rushed in, and Guo Fan's sword qi was instantly dissolved by it.

The invisible coercion also made him breathe.

"Huh!"

Guo Fan's figure flashed rapidly, using his body as a handle and his hand as a blade, and slashed twelve times in an instant.

I saw that the sword qi in the field was vertical and horizontal, and the knives and knives were interlocked, like a string of rings, enveloping the whole audience.

The cold and murderous aura also made Wusheng's face dignified.

"Ruyi Heavenly Demon Knife!"

The sword technique from Guo Fan's hand made him think of this rumored magic skill for the first time.

The prestige of this knife is too great,

Wusheng's heart was also tense in an instant.

The original surging offensive was then reined in.

In the face of this sword technique, although he was confident, he had to take a defensive position first.

"Peng!"

The knife qi and palm strength collided, and the strength was vertical and horizontal.

The figures of the two flickered, and wherever they passed, the ground seemed to be ploughed, cracking, and the earth splattered.

There are also strong winds on the branches and leaves, and the trees break in the wind.

From afar, it looks like there are two ferocious beasts wreaking havoc in the mountains and forests.

"I don't!"

After a moment of fighting, Wusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the opponent's sword technique is extraordinary, there is still a big gap between it and the rumored number one magic knife in the world.

At the moment, the palm momentum changed, and the invisible energy merged in all directions, like a cage, covering the other party.

Prajna God's Palm - Ten Thousand Buddhas Return to the Stream!

"Hoo ......"

Guo Fan's body froze, his chest slowly rose and fell, and the Dao Dao sword light in the field also quietly gathered.

Ruyi Heavenly Demon Slash!

"Huh!"

Under one sword, everything is divided!

However, what he used was not the rumored Ruyi Heavenly Demon Knife, and the opponent was not an ordinary person.

The lifeless palms are empty, and the mighty energy turns into an invisible qi wall, although there are waves, but it is not difficult to block.

But at this moment......

Swish!

Six jet-black sword lights quietly appeared in the field, and in just a flash, they slashed into the wall of qi.

White Tiger Star Killer Divine Sword Gang!

Dangerous!

Wusheng's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly roared, turning into an Arhat, and his palm spat out wildly.

"Boom ......"

It was like a muffled thunder exploding, and the terrifying energy swept across the side.

The lifeless feet were also buried a foot deep in the ground, and only then did they barely shatter the incoming knife light.

But before he could breathe, a big crystal hand had already broken through the smoke and dust and appeared in front of him.

Big Monument Wrestler!

The energy gathered in the palm, and before he got close, a strong force emerged, locking the body.

"Hum ......"

Wusheng's mouth opened, and the voice sounded from his heart, echoing in his body.

At the sound of the sound, a burst of vitality was once again stimulated in his body, and the rolling internal force surged upward.

Prajna Divine Palm!

As soon as he spit out his palm, he collided with the other party in an instant.

"That's not right!"

At the moment of the collision of strengths, the silent eyebrows raised, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to make changes.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Guo Fan's body flew up with the help of force, and with a flicker, he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"Good kung fu, good scheming!"

Wusheng clasped his hands together, not in a hurry to track, but slowly calmed his breath.

"So young, the innate body is far inferior, for thousands of years, unheard of!"

"It's a pity ......"

He shook his head slightly: "You can't escape!"

Since he knew where Guo Fan was from Li Yuanxiang's mouth, how could Shaolin Temple only send one person.

It's just that he has no life and light work, in order to prevent Guo Fan from escaping in advance, he came first.

At this time.

In all directions, there are Shaolin disciples.

Don't say Guo Fan, I'm afraid that even if he has achieved a congenital character, he may not be able to break down the mountain!

"Huh...... Who......"

The strong wind blows on the face, bringing a hint of coolness.

At this time, Guo Fan's heart was already cold, in stark contrast to the torches that flickered around him from time to time.

"Thief, Hugh go!"

"Stay!"

I don't know when, the Shaolin monks have gathered near the Yaowang Courtyard.

This speed was beyond his expectations, with the strength of that black-robed man, how could he be solved so easily?

Moreover, even if the black-robed man was solved, how did they lock themselves so quickly?

The doubts in my heart flashed away.

Guo Fan also had an answer in his heart.

But the most important thing now is how to escape from the encirclement of many masters!

With his current cultivation, it is tantamount to an idiot's dream!

"Go!"

A low shout sounded from the forest, and dozens of cold lights followed, enveloping the land of Fang Yuanzhangxu.

Bead Drop Magic!

This is the only way to use hidden weapons among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

Guo Fan didn't have time to dodge, his eyes reflected the incoming prayer beads, and his wisdom flicked his fingers suddenly.

"When...... When ......"

Several prayer beads were bounced away by him, and his figure leaped out of the vacated gap, continuing to gallop forward.

But the strength of the person who wields the secret weapon is strong, and the rosary is also forged from stainless steel, which blesses the true power.

Although he barely stopped, his fingers ached.

As far as the eye can see, the figures around are longing, the torches are swaying, and the distance around them is getting closer and closer.

"Fight!"

With a grit of his teeth, Guo Fan suddenly took out the medicine box in his arms.

"Da ......"

The lid of the box was opened, and two large pills were visible.

He didn't have time to look closely, his eyes were fierce, and as soon as he raised his hand, he swallowed the two big pills together.

"Gollum ......"

Pill into the abdomen.

Just a pause.

The next moment, a scorching force surged out of its body like an erupting volcano.

It was like countless lines of fire, swimming wildly along the meridians, and plunging into the dantian, stirring up boundless waves.

The feeling of tearing made Guo Fan's muscles burst out.

The burning sensation made his face red and steaming all over his body.

Even the throat and eyes seem to have been melted.

The medicinal power of Dahuan Dan is amazing, it has the effect of treating most internal and external injuries, and it is even rumored in the rivers and lakes that it can bring the dead back to life.

More power!

But because the medicine is too strong, you need to be cautious if you want to take it, like Guo Fan, it is tantamount to asking for a dead end!

"Ah......h

He looked up to the sky and roared, the lines of his heart were outlined, and the appearance of a three-eyed man stood firmly in the middle of the sea.

The hybrid element function subtly controls the muscles, bones, and even qi and blood, while the divine and human connotations can suppress the mind and internal qi, and loosen the breath.

But even if the two are the same, Guo Fan at this time can't suppress the abnormalities in his body.

The meridians seemed to crack inch by inch, and the scorching heat raged in all directions.

But in the same way, the fifth Sutra was penetrated in an instant, and the sixth and seventh Sutras also began to loosen.

"Stop!"

The red shadow in front of him fell, and a convenient shovel struck fiercely.

The incoming whistling energy swept the wind, like a whistle chirping wildly, sharp and piercing.

Demon Shovel Method!

In the face of the incoming offensive, when he is replaced, Guo Fan will use light skills to avoid it.

At this time, he didn't dodge or dodge, raised one hand, and hit it hard with a big monument wrestler.

"Peng!"

The energy exploded, and a small tornado was immediately rolled up.

One figure stumbled backwards, while the other roared like madness.

"Zheng ......"

Ahead, a sword and a sword staggered.

The knife is Ananda's sword, the sword is the Dharma sword, and every sword and sword are the top inheritance of Shaolin stunts.

The person who holds the sword is also a Shaolin monk who has cultivated deeply.

The swords are staggered, the strength is vertical and horizontal, even if the top masters of the rivers and lakes are here, I am afraid that they must temporarily avoid the edge.

When the killing machine was imminent, Guo Fan's body tightened, and he instantly regained a trace of clarity.

Under the pressure of the oncoming sword, the burning heat in his body seemed to have listened to the words, and he no longer scurried around.

The sixth and seventh scriptures were run through one after another in this short period of time.

"Kill!"

With a low roar, his body turned, and countless sword lights emerged from his palm, slashing in front of him.

The sword light is like a full moon, turning into a hundred and ten rings, deducing the roar of a fierce tiger, and like the Buddha descending into the world, with boundless ferocity, falling blatantly.

"Boom ......"

The earth trembled and smoke rose everywhere.

One of them, covered in bruises, rushed out from under his sword, waved his hands, and rushed into the crowd of monks.

At this time, Guo Fan was like coming to the battlefield again, facing thousands of troops alone, and a wanton pride came to his mind.

His whole body seemed to have turned into weapons, and various martial arts were used one after another, changing each other at will.

It's in the realm of informality.

With the continuous supply of internal qi from the Great Returning Dan, he ignored the pain on his body and rushed to kill wildly.

His strength trembled, and his figure flickered.

When it comes to the experience of being beaten by a group, although the number of people in Shaolin Temple is large, no one is his opponent, and sometimes they will hinder each other.

I don't know when.

Guo Fan really broke out of the encirclement and jumped into the high mountains covered in blood.

But unfortunately, at this time, he was exhausted, and he had deviated from the intended direction and embarked on a dead end.

"You can't escape. ”

I don't know when, Li Yuanxiang, who was standing with his hands in his hands, appeared on the top of the mountain, lowered his head and looked at the monks of Shaolin Temple behind him, and shook his head slightly, as if expressing regret.

"Sect Master Li!"

Guo Fan's eyes shrank, and the steps under his feet were also stunned: "I have no grievances with you, why stop me from going?"

"No grievances?"

Li Yuanxiang held his chin lightly and nodded slowly: "It seems to be the same." ”

"It's a pity ......"

She smiled and gently pulled out the sword at her waist: "I must be embarrassed by you today, what about you?"

"Huh?"

Guo Fan raised his eyebrows.

For some reason, he actually felt the cold and piercing murderous intent from Li Yuanxiang, whom he had never met.

Even......

Stronger than the monk behind him!

After all, the monk recites a lot of scriptures, and not killing has almost become an instinct, but the killing intent of the person in front of him is much more condensed.

will not be merciful.

Right now.

Li Yuanxiang's face was solemn, and he whispered: "Take me a style, Ning Zhen a sword!"

The sword came out, and the light was cold, reflecting Guo Fan's suddenly open eyes.

Sword Intent!

"Sect Master Li, be merciful!"

Below, there was a loud shout from Wusheng and the others.

But obviously, it was too late.

The two figures above were intertwined with each other, one of them was like a dragon and tiger, swinging out the Dao Dao sword qi, but he was no match for the person and one sword in front of him.

The dazzling sword light flashed in the air, instantly penetrating Guo Fan's chest.

There was a familiar spiral energy, which burst from his heart.

"It's you!"

Guo Fan's eyes opened, only to feel a sharp pain in his body, and at the same time, the ancient mirror in the sea flickered, and a force of back was faintly revealed.

It turned out to be her......

No wonder!

All the incomprehension was answered in an instant.

"It's me. ”

Li Yuanxiang chuckled, flicked his arm, and shook the corpse on the sword off the cliff.

"No!"

In the distance, a little girl is running wildly.

Seeing this scene, he instantly knelt on the ground, crying with tears in his eyes......

Kneel and beg for collections, recommended tickets, and rewards......