After pulling out the black iron rod, Master Mu, who had no mercy, took the opportunity to smash the head of the fallen Taoist priest, as if he had crushed the previous person, and his movements were unhindered.

Turning to face the other three, the face that was solidified with golden blood was not like a bodhisattva's charity, but more and more hideous. Obviously, their eyes couldn't be opened, and the three of them still felt chills from being "seen" by the cold eyes.

The three of them are already unable to advance or retreat at the moment, so they have to fight against the water!

However, the fierce battle situation has already made the three old Taoist priests, whose actual age is close to three hundred years old, fall into the embarrassing situation of cutting off the old qi and losing the new qi and the qi to connect, while the thief monk who has not used his divine will and breath from beginning to end has become more and more vigorous, and the iron is average.

The three of them each took a pill that was used to nourish their qi during the retreat, and they didn't have time to reconcile with their divine will, so they fought again with the great monk who was constantly chasing and fighting. The three of them know very well that although the strange sight of this thief is rare, they are still taking a domineering path, and dealing with this kind of character is nothing more than the old routine of avoiding their edge, delaying and weakening, looking for flaws, and attacking them in one fell swoop.

However, this thief's bald offensive was like a fire in the prairie fire, endless, and the blood and gold armor sword could not be split, and it was at a stalemate for a while.

Tianzong and Yi Yayi looked at each other, and they really couldn't figure out the foundation of this wood master, especially the gold-blood armor, how could it be the same as the incorruptible King Kong in the Buddhist classics?

At this time, the little prince of Yincha, Lin Wutao, explained the root cause: "Master Mu is a Buddhist monk. He has studied Buddhism since he was a child, and has only dealt with Buddhist scriptures in his life, and has never practiced martial arts. Because the avenue of heaven and earth is the same way, Master Mu has cultivated and forged the immortal Buddha heart that is respected by me, from the inside out, naturally this body has also achieved an invincible body, so to break the King Kong body of Master Mu, first have to break his more solid Buddha heart!"

Tianzong nodded and said, "Yes." This is what the predecessors of the Sword Immortal said, in ancient times, the sages of the human race did not cultivate gods, did not practice qi, and did not condense immortals, but they could also compete with the virtue of killing gods and demons, cultivating the heart!"

The blue, yellow, and red swords are intertwined and swaying, and the black iron rod is always dim, and under the huge force, the vines and kudzu entangle the dense woods of trees like an open flat, once it hits the body of the rod, it will turn into powder.

The medicinal power of the pills taken by the three old Daoists was about to be exhausted, and the qi in the body was on the verge of exhaustion. On the other hand, the great monk is attacking more and more fiercely and quickly, and he can't guess it in the flesh of ordinary people.

"Maybe this thief is the end of the crossbow, and this is the time to return to the light. ”

Or maybe he never did his best from the beginning to the end, and if he continued to consume it, it would be a great loss to himself. ”

The three of them couldn't make up their minds, and the only thing they could be sure of was that if they were lucky enough to kill the great monk, then the remaining three masters who had a similar number of men and one woman but were ready to work hard would hate the killer as an accomplice. At that time, the three people who were exhausted had a chance of escaping? 30 percent, 20 percent, or 10 percent!

Leaving Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, the three of them have made up their minds, and they don't do superfluous tricks, jumping on the flying sword to soar up, they expect that this great monk will not be the divine will, the door of the qi machine to release the doorway, and he will definitely not be able to go to the sky to fight against them, as for whether to get out or not, it depends on whether they can get rid of the other three who can also make the art of the imperial weapon.

The truth of endless troubles, the road of life started merediocre, and Tianzong, who was also considered to have survived step by step on the rivers and lakes when he was young, naturally understands. It's just that Tianzong still doesn't plan to pursue, because he intuitively feels that Master Mu is by no means domineering only in a down-to-earth place.

Fruit saw that Master Mu bowed his body and bent his legs, and suddenly shot straight out like a machine spring, and the ground suddenly sank, and a deep pit appeared several feet in diameter, and Master Mu used this huge force to bounce into the air.

It's more than ten times faster than Edgeworth!

Among the three, the Taoist priest who wears a purple and gold crown and a goatee has the deepest skills, and he also exerts the most strength when fighting, and he is the most far-fetched among the three when he is in the sword, and his speed is slower than the other two.

As a result, he couldn't dodge, and was smashed into two pieces by the big monk who caught up later with an iron rod, and the two bodies fell into the forest weakly, and the gods were difficult to save.

The other two were so heartbroken that they could no longer maintain the demeanor of the royal weapon of the high and profound Taoism, and ran away in embarrassment.

Master Mu stepped on the body of the flying sword that had not yet lost the last trace of traction, and the Dao Sect famous sword bent into an incredible arc in the air, and was trampled out of the spiritual qi, and the sword embryo was destroyed, becoming a pile of broken copper and iron that was different from ordinary broken copper and iron.

The great monk who had never opened his eyes didn't know what to judge as the benchmark, and he determined the figure of one of them, and he was deceived in the blink of an eye.

The old Taoist priest of the old dragon bell knew that he was in a catastrophe, so he decisively removed the divine will attached to the flying sword embryo, and the long sword was no longer a flying sword, and fell straight down.

In this way, the great monk could not borrow his strength on the flying sword, and took the second step to catch up with the fellow brothers, and finally was able to reserve the last vein of the old guy from the Zhenshan Gate for the sect.

Then he picked up the hilt of the fallen sword, held the sword in his hand, and stabbed out a sword that he felt ridiculously weak.

Master Mu had no intention of making more contact with his sword blade, and with the length of the black iron rod, he sent it straight out, and smashed the old Taoist's head from a zhang away. The longsword, which was powerless, slowly fell along with the limp corpse.

The old Taoist who survived the last catastrophe had palpitations, and the sword aura of the long sword was great, and he returned with a rainbow. After returning to the sect this time, I am afraid that my heart will be like ashes, and I will no longer go out in retreat in this life.

However, something happened behind him that broke his heart, the great monk threw away the black iron long stick in his hand, his hands moved like water skiing, and his feet kicked back at the same time, with just one movement, his burly body was straight like an arrow.

When the figure of the Wood Master of the Divine Planet Fall crossed the sky, it was like a red rainbow.

The old Taoist priest was knocked down from the flying sword by the body that was stronger than King Kong.

Before falling to the ground, hundreds of limbs were broken inch by piece, and when they fell to the ground, they were smashed into a puddle of flesh.

And the wood master, who had no strength in the air, also began to fall straight, and hit an old tree on the way down, and the old tree broke countless thick branches, and the main trunk cracked a large crack.

Master Mu peeled his body from the trunk of the tree, all his beards and tails, unharmed, the red clothes on his body were not destroyed, and the layer of gold-blood armor on his skin was not stripped off.

Master Wood retrieved the black iron rod and immediately returned. Only then did the solidified golden armor melt again, and the golden blood dripped on the ground and seeped into the soil, and the grass and trees on the ground nearby grew wildly, which was amazing.

As early as when the three bull-nosed flying swords escaped, Tianzong noticed that there was something abnormal, and the mood of the characters hidden in it collapsed, and their breathing was disordered, so they leaked their hiding locations.

That sneaky guy was not a master, and he was carried by Yi Yayi and thrown in front of Tianzong at this moment.

This person doesn't look like a roe deer, but his father and mother were quite improvising when they gave birth to him, with crooked facial features, as if they were patched together at random, and there was a conspicuous scar on his face.

Tianzong recognized this person at a glance, and said with a smile: "This person is the guy who was killed by the three of us because of his mental skills in the deep mountains and old forests before, the guy who was next to the 'Xijing Thirteen Hungry Wolves', I remember that this person has always been submissive, and he was separated from the Thirteen Hungry Wolves as soon as he saw him, and he seemed to be an errand boy, and he didn't pay attention to it at the time." Presumably, after I waited for the lives of thirteen people, this person returned to meet and reported to the sect, so that today's farce of 'happy revenge' is possible. ”

The lewd man kowtowed, kowtowed so much that his head was bleeding, and repeated the words and begged for mercy: "The little one doesn't dare, the little one doesn't dare anymore......"

Master Mu walked in front of everyone, the golden blood on his body had fallen off, and there was not a trace of wound on the skin on his body, and the heavy black iron rod made a muffled sound when it hit the ground. When the man saw the great killing god approaching, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground with fright and convulsed, foaming at the mouth, and fainted.

This kind of person who lives at the bottom of the rivers and lakes and is not far from the people in the market will tend to be inflammatory, and he will repay him, and if he thinks of mercy, he will leave his life without a lot of misfortune. However, this kind of character has a narrow pattern and usually can't be promoted, not to mention that the ancestors of the Zhenshan Sect level in their sect are all dead, and he will inevitably have a rough life if he survives, and he will be spurned and excluded by his peers.

Tianzong originally wanted to wait for Hou Lin Wutao to order the disposal of this person, although he was still young, after all, he was the prince of a country, and he was always the identity of the grass people on his side, and he could not be too arrogant according to the etiquette. The little prince was not in his mind, he had already driven the wooden sword around the forest, picking up the abandoned swords.

So Master Mu abided by the tenet of equality of all living beings in Buddhism, and smashed the head of a lewd man who didn't know whether he was really fainting or pretending to be dead, and the ground was wet and sticky red and white.

When the three of them and Master Mu rushed to join the little prince Lin Wutao, the little guy had already picked up three or four swords, among which a sword with a purple body flowing like a colorful glow was the most excellent and the most pleasing to the little guy.

Later, however, during the trek, the little prince disliked the burden of carrying four swords, and discarded the other three valuable divine swords, leaving only his favorite sword with him.

The little prince stepped on the wooden flying sword, holding the real sword of the flowing glow, babbling, chasing dragonflies and flying insects all the way, and sometimes he couldn't get along with the flowers and trees in the forest.

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In the depths of the primeval forest, where the tall bridge trees and vigorous vines are chasing the sun and competing for space, a rather flat open space suddenly appears, and the flat land here is not vast, only about twenty or thirty zhang square.

The flat floor of the clearing was covered with a low layer of fiery red grass, on top of which were red flowers of little difference in color, and flocks of huge flaming butterflies lingered among the flowers.

The land is fertile and sunny, but there is no sign of other vegetation or birds and insects.

There is a broken stone monument in the center of the clearing, and there is a person under the stone monument......