In the Buddhist temple, it became such a strange situation: the two women fought fiercely with swords, and they wanted to take people's lives with their moves, but the two men looked at each other and did not make any movements.

It's kind of funny.

After a long time, Fan Wencheng slowly spoke: "Your Excellency, why don't we each take a step back? ”

Li Xuandu slowly retreated a few steps back, his eyes still staring at Fan Wencheng.

Fan Wencheng smiled: "Your Excellency, you can't trust me. ”

Li Xuandu said: "You and I are both people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, if you don't have the heart to defend against people, I'm afraid you will already drown in this rivers and lakes." ”

Fan Wencheng gently patted his lower abdomen with a folding fan and said, "As for me, I really don't want to fight with you, what I just said about taking the head or something, it's a joke, don't mind." ”

Li Xuandu said: "Senior Sister Su." ”

Su Yunjiao already had the upper hand, and when she heard Li Xuandu's words at this time, even if there were more than a hundred moves, she was confident that she could cut this maid under the sword, but she still had no intention of doing anything, and honestly withdrew and returned to Li Xuandu's side. In fact, after being rescued by Li Xuandu just now, she was convinced, and she was in danger, so she naturally knew the severity.

Compared to Su Yunjiao's light breeze, the woman was much more miserable, her body was already in rags, all thanks to Su Yunjiao, although her physique was extremely weird, she could ignore Su Yunjiao's sword wounds, but after accumulating a lot, many places began to show black and purple colors, and now Su Yunjiao retreated, but it made her breathe a big sigh of relief.

Li Xuandu glanced at the woman and said, "It's really a ruthless method." ”

Su Yunjiao asked in a low voice, "What do you say?"

Li Xuan didn't shy away from it, and replied directly: "The reason why this person can not die under your sword is not because she has cultivated a golden body and a law body, but because she herself is a dead person, her body is dead, and her soul still exists. ”

Su Yunjiao's face suddenly showed a look of disgust.

"Good insight. After hearing this, Fan Wencheng smiled lightly: "She is indeed a living dead, a living dead who was forcibly refined by the sect master with magic, it seems to be alive but not alive, it seems to be dead but not dead, walking between yin and yang, it is extremely mysterious." ”

Li Xuandu's face was expressionless, but Su Yunjiao couldn't help but reprimand: "This move is against the heavens and people, your Soap Pavilion Sect is so bold, aren't you afraid of heaven's curse?"

Fan Wencheng smiled lightly: "I don't know how bold our Soap Pavilion Sect is, but it's definitely much bigger than you think." To put it mildly, you haven't seen anything really daring. ”

"You!" Su Yunjiao was so angry that she was about to step forward with her sword, but was stopped by Li Xuandu's outstretched hand, and then Li Xuandu said to Fan Wencheng: "If we leave like this, won't the people of this huge city be poisoned?

Fan Wencheng sighed with a little regret, his body rose violently, and he used the way of others to govern his body, and suddenly slashed down with the folding fan in his hand, the folding fan was not a sharp weapon for chopping, but it was going to be amazing when he cut it out in his hand.

Li Xuandu took a step forward, the "cold beauty" in his hand rose obliquely, the blade and the folding fan collided sonorously together, the middle-aged scribe smiled hideously, and the folding fan qi machine in his hand skyrocketed in an instant.

When he was about to crush him to death with confidence, Li Xuandu bullied forward and pushed him to the chest with another palm.

The middle-aged scribe was not the chick who had just experienced the battle, and the downward pressure of the folding fan in his hand did not change, and he did not reduce the slightest strength, and at the same time, instead of dodging, he let Li Xuandu slap it on his chest.

However, Li Xuandu's move was a false move, at the moment when he was about to touch his chest, his wrist was cocked, but he held his jaw upward, and a palm qi machine suddenly poured out, which immediately made Fan Wencheng fall out, at the same time, Li Xuandu actually used the sword technique to control the "cold beauty", and then staggered with Fan Wencheng, and the other hand suddenly put five fingers together, four fingers bent, only the index finger was straightened, and the palm containing "Wuji Strength" slapped Fan Wencheng's chest fiercely.

Fan Wencheng's chest shrank suddenly, removing most of his strength, but after landing, he still slid backwards for an extremely long distance, and his feet cut a crack in the ground.

The corners of Fan Wencheng's mouth oozed blood, he raised his cuffs and wiped them gently, the smile on his face became more and more cold, Fang Cai wanted to resist Li Xuandu's palm, and he wanted to crush him half to death, but he didn't expect that this person's Lin Ji's ability to deal with it was really terrifying, if it wasn't for his realm cultivation to be higher, he would have to pay a huge price for his chest to be broken and his heart to be injured, so he had to defend with all his might, but even so, it was a surge of qi and blood.

I haven't felt this taste for a long time.

Li Xuandu stretched out his hand to hold the "cold beauty" again, and he didn't have too much pride or fear for Fang Cai's response.

In fact, in the past many battles, I have experienced too much, purely in terms of combat experience, Yan Feiqing, Su Yuncheng, and Yu Qingning in the same generation are not as good as Li Xuandu alone, which is also one of the important reasons why Li Xuandu is often able to cross the border to fight.

To use an inappropriate analogy, training martial arts and refining qi is training soldiers, and fighting with others is the use of soldiers, and only using soldiers but not training will naturally be defeated by other people's elite soldiers, but only training soldiers and not using soldiers, it is easy to be defeated by the weak to defeat the strong.

Fan Wencheng said softly: "It seems that today is destined to be difficult to be good." ”

Li Xuandu said: "If you want to be good, why should I come here?"

The middle-aged scribe didn't get angry, just put away the folding fan in his hand, and then his figure directly crossed the roof of the Heavenly King Palace, swept backwards, and Li Xuandu rushed forward and split the Heavenly King Hall with a knife.

One up and down, the two went hand in hand.

After the Tianwang Palace, there is the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The Daxiong Hall is the core of a temple, where the monks concentrate on their practice, and the general hall is three bays, while the Daxiong Hall is a ninety-five bay, symbolizing the emperor's "Ninety-Five".

According to the rules, a treasure tripod is placed in the middle of the front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the name of the temple is engraved, the north of it is placed with the big incense burner that burns incense for the Buddha, there is a pair of flagpoles in front of the hall, there is a banner bucket at the top of the flagpole, a pair of carved dragon pillars or a pair of exquisite towers are set up, the Buddha statue in the hall is hung in front of the prayer flag, the Huan Door and various magic instruments, so that the Daxiong Treasure Hall looks solemn and solemn.

At this time, there was a bronze tripod almost as tall as a man in the square, and Fan Wencheng fell to the side of the tripod and slapped his backhand on the tripod.

A loud bang exploded, and it was really Hong Zhongdalu.

A handprint appeared on the tripod's body, and then I saw that this giant tripod, which weighed 10,000 catties, was slapped off the ground and crashed into Li Xuandu, who was following closely.

With such a weight, even if a master of the innate realm was bumped into it, he would be shocked and hurt his internal organs, and he would hurt the roots.

In the face of the oncoming bronze giant tripod, Li Xuan did not dodge or dodge, and the qi in his body traveled for a great week, and he traveled eight hundred miles in one air.

A knife directly split this big tripod into two.

Su Yunjiao, who was not far away, saw this scene, and couldn't help but admire, if she faced this Fang Dading, there was no other way but to dodge, but the one surnamed Li was directly split with a knife, it was a solid Dading cast in bronze!

Domineering, really domineering.

However, just when Li Xuandu split the Dading with a knife, the qi in his body that was running to the extreme inevitably had a moment of condensation, Fan Wencheng seized this opportunity, his body rose up, and slashed Li Xuandu's head with a hand knife, if he was beheaded, ten out of ten would be beheaded.

Li Xuandu leaned back at the last moment, and he wanted to fall down, but he could dodge this sharp hand knife, but he was still left a bloody mark on his neck by the sharp qi machine brought up by the hand knife.

Fan Wencheng took advantage of the momentum to pursue, and slapped Li Xuandu's chest with a flip of the knife in his hand, this hand "heart-destroying style" is the secret of the Soap Pavilion Sect, which specializes in breaking the body qi and is extremely poisonous. This "heart-destroying" trick is smashed down solidly, and the atrium must be shattered inch by inch.

It was only after he "broke his heart" for two or three points, and Fan Wencheng was smashed on the forehead by Li Xuandu's punch and thrown out hard.