The sword qi came vertically and horizontally, forgetting to lean with both hands and dragging it, dragging it to both sides, and a simple and unpretentious long stick appeared in his hand in front of him!

The dancing flowers turned against each other, and suddenly formed a high-speed wall mixed with "huhu" in front of him, although Hengshan's sword came quickly, it still dissipated under the wind wall presented by this stick.

With the stick on his shoulder, he rolled up his sleeves, withdrew his legs, turned over, and then fell on his shoulders with the stick, and struck Hengshan with a sweeping stick.

Heng Shan was taken aback, hurriedly protected his head, held his sword in the first three feet, gritted his teeth, and took a stick!

"Uh...... Drink!" both hands dragged forward, and violently broke free from the stick on his sword, Heng Shan moved to the left to dodge and dodge, the stick came from under his feet, and he flew a foot in the air, if it was across the east and west, he twisted his waist and bowed his head, turned sideways, and naturally escaped a catastrophe!

"Your stick is neat, but I don't know how a bladeless stick can compete with my sharp sword!"

Heng Shan unconsciously with contempt, his body turned sideways, horizontal in the air, his legs crossed and kicked, and kicked away the stick of forgetting obscenity again and again!

As the oblivion resisted Hengshan's feet, Hengshan knew that the time was ripe, and a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, waiting for him to kick away at the door, he took the opportunity to twist his waist, grabbed the stick of forgetting obscenity with one hand, and waited for the opportunity to slash away with a sword in one hand.

Forgetting to follow his flip and twist his body at the same time, he tried to drag the stick in his hand backwards, but found that he was tightly dragged by Heng Shan and couldn't get rid of it, and here came the flying blade!

It's a pity that my Sanskrit Door is all based on strength, but the donor is a little weaker!"

Forgetting the obscenity, his eyes flickered, the force in his hand intensified a little, and he threw it suddenly, and threw the seedlings down with Hengshan and the stick!

Hengshan's body lost its center of gravity for a moment, and the sword that stabbed it was also suddenly weak, and it was turbulent for a while, and Forget Obscenity took the opportunity to kick Hengshan sideways, kicking Hengshan in the chest, Heng Shan was horrified, and the sudden kick caught him off guard, so he had to return to the sword in front of him, and sent the hand that grabbed Forget Obscenity, the stick, and held the sword in front of him to block!

"Poof!"

The sound of the wind pierced, and the eyes of the two of them remembered a buzzing sound, and the figures in front of them couldn't help but turn into two at once, like the shadows of overlapping mountains and rivers.

"Bald donkey! The ability is not small! Try this sword with your Uncle Heng!"

Heng Shan Wu roared in the sky, his hands brushed from the blade of the sword, the sword light was everywhere, and the chill suddenly appeared, "The world is back in the clouds, especially this mountain honor!"

The sword buzzed, and the killing intent rushed in, and for a while the monk's robe floated endlessly, but fortunately there was no hair on his head, otherwise he would be blown into a mess.

"Donor, your killing intent is too strong, the poor monk has no choice but to cross you!"

As soon as the words fell, the obscenity and the stick stopped, the dancing flowers started, the stick flashed, the virtual step was condensed, and the people lived in the air!

"Bao Jumei is proud, and Rikang Entertainment is a lewd tour!"

The golden body of the stick is at a glance, not simple and dull, the golden mangs and the bare forehead of the obscenity reflect each other, emitting bursts of dazzling color, which makes people dare not look directly!

"Just look how your stick breaks my sword!"

The sword shook, the person and the sword merged into one, the sword was as fast as electricity, only a trace of Jinhua shook under the afterglow, the shadow under the sword seemed to coincide with the sword, at this moment between heaven and earth, as if there was no Heng Mountain, only a sword of Fu Yuan.

"Although the sword is sharp, don't you smell the stick sweeping everywhere and the sword stabbing a little?"

Turned around and waved, suddenly flirted with the stick in the sky, forgot to lewd and ran into the air, and a slap of the stick passed through the sky!

The falling stick was impartial, just hit in Hengshan's hands, Hengshan suddenly screamed and wailed, the hand holding the sword shook and loosened, the killing intent collapsed, forgot to lewd and then the horizontal stick on the shoulder, turned around and hit, the stick fell on the body, Hengshan only felt a wall in front of him, knocking himself back!

The limbs bent and flew upside down, in a straight bow, the corners of Hengshan's mouth gradually overflowed with blood, his face was full of unwillingness, and suddenly he glanced at the sword that fell straight under the oblivion, and the fierce murder in his eyes flashed!

Forget the lewd stick on his shoulder, bend one hand in front of him, and say earnestly, "The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is back, don't be obsessed anymore!"

"Ridiculous! You thief bald ass! I tell you to-day how foolish your ideas are! How ignorant and ridiculous!"

Raising his head and roaring angrily, Heng Shan quietly reached out on the cuffs, and the sword finger moved, and the Fuyuan sword that fell with him trembled, and with his wave of his hand, the sword broke through the air, and stabbed the air with a compassionate look of obscenity!

"Be careful!"

Forget to drink exclaimed on the side, and before Forget Obscenity could react, a sword light came from the bottom to the top, and the stone burst out like a shock!

Forgetting the obscenity and being shocked, seeing the sword at hand, he did not doubt him, and resolutely raised his hand with a palm, rushing down to the sky, the palm was golden and bright, and the sound of the Buddha was rolling!

Sting!

The sword flowed through the blood, and the right palm of the obscenity trembled in pain, and when he raised his hand, he saw that his hand had been pierced by the sword of Hengshan, and it was in the center of the palm!

"Hahahaha! You monk is careless! You deserve to suffer this! I just hate that I can't take your life under the sword! It's a pity!"

Heng Shan suddenly flipped from the fall, and the true qi under his feet condensed and burst out, stopping himself from falling and falling, and raised his head and laughed madly and forgot about obscenity, full of pride.

Forgetting to endure the pain, staring at Hengshan with a frown, a wave of anger burst out of his heart, his eyes were wide open, like a copper bell, but he still took a deep breath and said flatly, "That's it, it's better to cross others than yourself, this hatred has been planted, the demon has been born, I want you to cut off my red dust troubles!"

Connected to several acupuncture points, Wangyi stretched out his hand with a bloody hole, held the rumor, picked up the three-foot forehead, kicked the hind foot, and the figure shook in front of Hengshan, and suddenly split!

Rumble!

In addition to the rumor that cracked the air in the air, there was also the wail of the broken bones of Hengshan!

At the end of the sound wave, there was a person holding a long stick with blood, staring coldly at the falling figure, sweeping a glance ahead, and said confidently, "I am not a crosser, but a demon!"

"Fourth brother!"

Suddenly, a female voice came from the side of the Broken Soul Sect, Hengshan jumped up, took over the embarrassed Hengshan, looked at each other angrily, and said coldly, "What are you talking about?

"No! Crossing people for Buddhas, Buddhas not crossing demons, and the donor can't put down the butcher's knife, so he doesn't feel that he can cross it!"

Forget the obscenity and disdain to argue, and answer in the same cold voice.

"Yes, the Fanyin Sect is a good skill! But it's not so easy to get me to recognize the Soul Breaking Sect!"

Taishan sword slashed a move, and the forgetting life floating pestle was hard to connect, and the tiger's mouth was faintly torn and peeled, revealing blood.

Taishan was anxious, seeing that his brother was injured on the side, but he was entangled by this monk, he couldn't help but be angry, raised his sword in no order, and slashed at will.

In the face of Mount Tai's sudden, undisciplined sword, for a while it made the vigilant people forget their lives, and between the parries, they were cut by Mount Tai's sword, and they ate a sword, and their arms hung out.

Forgetting his life, his heart was shocked, and he didn't know why this was the case, Taishan, who was originally at a disadvantage, saw the blood on the sword at this moment, and was greatly used, and he confidently swung his sword again and cut it like rain.

Taishan on the side of the chaos to the correct law, but the mind has long been no longer entangled in the forgetting of life, taking advantage of the forgetfulness of the panic, the sword of the Wu soared into the air and danced away, with the virtual chaos, the forgetting of life can not distinguish between the virtual and the real, busy and focused in one place, to meet the sword flying at this time.

The sword has not yet come close, the sword qi has dispersed, the sword intent has not been, and Taishan has already fled, rushing away and forgetting to lewd!

The sword moves with the person, the person passes with the wind, and the obscenity is looking down at the Heng Mountain that is falling straight down, the hatred in his heart still can't be calmed, he thinks about it and sighs secretly: Oh no! The mind is unstable, and the Dao heart is damaged, which is a sign of the breeding of demons in the heart!

Make up your mind, immediately close your eyes, see and hear are all closed, put your mind and the depths of the veins to compete with the hatred in your heart, without noticing the Tarzan rushing from afar!

The sword was immediately beheaded, and suddenly heard a loud sound of "bell!" around him, everyone was shocked and lost their ears and eyes, and there was a tremor, Taishan only felt that his eyes were dark, although it was only for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, the oblivion who wanted to be beheaded had been taken away by another monk.

I saw that the man put the oblivion aside, holding a seven-inch round rod in one hand and a round gong in the other, and looked at it quietly, and did not feel anything strange, but Taishan and the other brothers and sisters all looked at him with fear.

Forget the time to raise the beating stick and gong in his hand, the corner of his mouth smiled, holding the stick in front of his chest with one hand together, and said slightly, "Donor, why bother?"

"Beat the stick! Your Excellency must be one of the eight forgotten monks! This thunderous wind roared so magnificently, it made everyone on my side lose their minds for a moment!"

After seeing the things in the hands of the person who came, Taishan already knew who this person was, and recalled that he was shocked for a moment, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue in surprise and be more vigilant.

"The donor praised it falsely, the poor monk just keeps the time in the door every day, and he can't get on the stage......"

Forget when he shook his head and smiled, the appearance of his kind eyebrows was very modest, and the word joy and anger seemed to be locked in the center of his eyebrows, and there was no other expression except joy!

Taishan knew that he was at a loss, and it was inconvenient to entangle too much, so he jumped in fear and came to Hengshan's side.

Hengshan's injuries have been controlled, and his weak appearance is very different from his previous arrogant appearance, Taishan sighed sadly, and hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and handed it to Hengshan's mouth.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

A few coughs with blood, Hengshan blinked hard, his mouth opened and closed, as if something was stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken.

"The fourth brother doesn't need to say much, just meditate and recuperate, these eight bald donkey monks will be handed over to the brothers and sisters!"

Taishan turned his head fiercely, staring at the eight forgotten monks standing in a row on the opposite side, and suddenly shouted down, "Where are the seven feelings!"

Seven people in the air heard the voice, raised their weapons and took away the lives of several disciples of the Sword Sect, and said in unison, "Senior brother, we are all here!"

"The Seven Emotions of the Broken Soul Sect obey the order!

"I'll take my orders!"

As soon as the words fell, there were seven streamers of afterglow from the ground with waves, the momentum was magnificent, the sound of breaking through the air rolled, and the people who came were on one side, surrounding the eight forgotten monks.

At the standing posture of the seven people, I saw the person who was the leader, as if seven bright stars were twinkling, from beginning to end, the seven people were both offensive and defensive, as if the Big Dipper was in the sky at night!