In the face of such a strong move, Xia Bufan raised his brows, and the bloody blade Zhan Lu Sword in his hand instantly turned into several phantoms, facing the Voyeur Dao Chief. In an instant, there were countless sharp lights, staggered into a net, and cracked.

The Dao robe on the Dao Chief's body had been stained red with blood, and the old and new injuries were attacked at the same time under such a strong move, and a mouthful of blood mist immediately sprayed out, and it was already nine deaths.

"Hehe, at first I thought that the famous 'Pillar of the Righteous Path' was very capable, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. The victorious Xia Bufan was not in a hurry to kill him, the words full of banter were like thousands of sharp swords, straight into the hearts of the Taoists.

Seeing that the Pavilion Master had easily defeated these invading enemies, several astute people rushed up with their brains, and they were about to be tied up with chains.

Lin Yi, Cui Shiyuan, and Liu Erji, the three juniors, wanted to make another final struggle, but the gap between them and Xia Bufan's cultivation was too big, so they only picked up three stones with the tip of their swords, and beat them down in turn.

Yi Chengfeng, who was inseparable from Kong Wei and Sima Hui, watched with his spare eyes that his righteous brother and others were all captured by Xia Bufan, and he was anxious for a while, and he didn't pay attention to Sima Hui's sword and slashed it on his calf at once.

Although this skin injury was nothing to a cultivator like him, it still affected his actions to some extent, and under the joint siege of the two Flying Star Pavilion masters, he was even more unable to escape.

Monk Xiaorulai Huikong was not so difficult compared to him, and he repelled Murong Qi within ten moves, and now the opponent is only Mu Ziou alone, with an elusive iron flute to entangle the great monk to death.

Although this iron flute looks very ordinary, it can be driven by internal force to produce a resonant sound effect during the dance, if it weren't for the shallow internal cultivation of the person who encountered this thing, he would have been captured by him a long time ago.

Monk Huikong has a "Bodhi Zen Gong" body protection, and his resistance is stronger than that of ordinary people, but even so, after a long time, he will occasionally feel a burst of dizziness attacking, which greatly disturbs the mind.

"It's such a powerful weapon, I'll have to find a way to break it. While thinking about it, Monk Huikong alternately advanced with the "Mighty King Kong Palm" and Mu Ziou, and after more than a dozen rounds, he suddenly found that the other party had an empty door.

It turned out that this Mu Ziou was a left-hander, and while waving the iron flute to hit him, he would involuntarily ignore the position on the right side of the defense, so as to create a strange phenomenon of focusing on attacking but not defending.

Monk Huikong seized the opportunity, shook his palm, brushed away the iron flute called by Mu Ziou, and then took a mouthful of dantian true qi gathered in the meridians of his arms, aimed at the strong enemy in front of him, and the "Great Compassion Seal" was struck out.

Suddenly, an invisible cyclone went straight to Mu Ziou's right arm, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, Mu Ziou immediately took the iron flute in his hand, and shouted: "Break!"

The flute emitted a piercing screech in the hole under the urging of the internal force, and the sound wave turned from invisible to tangible, like three sharp swords stabbing at the palm print made by Monk Huikong in turn.

When a strong move is against a strong move, the world is shocked. No one could have imagined that Mu Ziou, who was hidden in the depths on weekdays, would achieve such a cultivation and disintegrate the Shaolin "Great Compassion Seal" of Monk Huikong in mid-air.

"Ah!" Monk Huikong was stunned immediately, and it was in this gap that Mu Ziou performed his sword momentum, turning into a sharp mang and attacking the heart of the great monk.

Seeing that the monk's death was imminent, a piece of bluestone suddenly flew from nowhere, and smashed it on Mu Ziou's face impartially, and immediately beat this fierce thief to seven meat and eight vegetarians, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

Murong Qi, who was pretending to be injured on the side, was looking up, how could he expect such a change to occur halfway, and before he could react, an old man with silver hair and fluttering hair was already standing in the middle of the field.

I saw that although this person was old, he was full of energy, and two fine lights shot out of his sharp eyes, and at first glance he was a martial arts man with superb skills.

Look at the body again, a leisurely dance with the wind, carrying a brocade bag and yellow sac of more than three feet behind him, looking at the shape of a vague weapon, but why it can't be identified.

"The thieves of the Flying Star Pavilion are rampant, the old man has arrived!" the old man pointed at Xia Bufan and the others with his hand, and shouted angrily in a deep voice.

Others didn't recognize him, but Lin Yi was extremely excited, and hurriedly struggled and shouted, "Master, Master, come and save me!"

Xia Bufan saw that the other party had another powerful helper, and he didn't take him seriously, and laughed loudly: "Old horseman, Hugh has to talk wildly here, how can my Flying Star Pavilion be a place where you can go wild?"

"Old hero, the poor monk is here to help you!" After getting rid of Mu Ziou's entanglement, Monk Huikong saw that Gongye was shocked, and his heart immediately turned from worry to joy, and hurriedly rushed over to help.

Where are the opponents of these two people? In less than a cup of tea, they have already fallen down.

Mu Ziou, who had been slow for a long time, was about to come over to take revenge, but unexpectedly, this Gongye was extremely fast, and before he could use the iron flute to launch a move, he was kicked to the ground by the old man, and the blade was also taken off.

Xia Bufan, the swordsman in the clouds, couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly lifted his sword and jumped over. At the same time, Kong Wei and Sima Hui, who had the upper hand, were about to solve their opponents, who knew that this Yi Chengfeng suddenly shook his body, and his "immeasurable merit" was transported to the extreme, and all the twenty-four "silver meteors" he carried on his body were sacrificed. Suddenly, like a shower of stars, galloped towards the two of them.

Both masters of using hidden weapons, Kong Wei and Sima Hui naturally knew the power of this move, but they couldn't avoid it if they wanted to dodge it again, so they had to try their best to resist with the blade of the sword in their hands.

Yi Chengfeng, who had no blade on his body, was already ready to fight to the death, and after throwing out twenty-four "silver meteors", he raised his palms at the same time, and the "star rain" came in an instant.

One palm slapped on Kong Wei's shoulder, and the other slapped Sima Hui's heart, the two masters never expected him to have this skill, and they were all hit hard because of it.

"You ......" didn't wait for Sima Hui to finish speaking, only to feel a sharp pain in his heart, rolled his eyes, and died on the spot.

Kong Wei is not much better than him, so that the arm of the sword was broken by Yi Chengfeng's strong bones, and this hand can no longer be used at will in the future, and it can be regarded as a waste of martial arts.

After settling the two of them, Yi Chengfeng didn't dare to take a break for a while, and came to the front of guarding Wei Wuya, Cui Shiyuan, Lin Yi and others with the momentum of stepping on the wind. The three Flying Star Pavilion attendants were already trembling with fright, where did they dare to resist? They were killed by Yi Chengfeng's three palms.