The officer shouted, and more than a dozen soldiers pulled out their blades and rushed towards the village girl, only to see the village girl sigh and say: "The world is immoral, people are confused, and even you little soldiers have murderous intentions, it seems that the world is really going to be in chaos." ”

In her sigh, more than a dozen soldiers just pounced in front of her, and an arc of light lit up, and those soldiers seemed to be pushing them hard, wah-wow, screaming and bounced up and flew out of the distance, and they couldn't even touch the corners of their clothes.

The soldiers were so embarrassed that some of the people who were familiar with the goods immediately shouted: "Immortal magic!

Yang Nan looked kind, turned his head and asked Chiyang in a low voice: "This village girl seems to be also a cultivator, I don't know what kind of realm she has cultivated, it seems that she is even more powerful than you eldest brother!"

Chiyang said with a solemn face: "I can't see her depth, I don't know which sect she is a disciple of the Bing Sect, she uses this arc light body protector very skillfully!" Yang Nan was shocked in his heart, even Chiyang, a master-level master, couldn't see the depth, could this village girl be a venerable and a saint?

The village girl seemed to hear the discussion between the two, and her clear and bright eyes looked like sharp arrows, and Yang Nan shivered at the cold and snowy gaze of the village girl, and couldn't help but shudder!

Seeing that it was just a little boy and a man with a sword talking, the village girl turned her head and looked away, Yang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, more than a dozen soldiers suffered a loss, the officer knew that the village girl was not a mortal, and immediately led the soldiers to run and shouted: "Good demon, dare to use witchcraft in Hot Spring Pass, you wait for ......." ”

Seeing that the officer was still full of nonsense, the village girl snorted coldly, flicked her sleeves, and the officer's face snapped twice, as if someone had slapped him twice, and a horse's face immediately became red and swollen.

The people saw that the wolf-like officers and soldiers ran so badly, they all applauded, the two drinkers escaped death, knelt on the ground and thanked them a thousand times, the village girl's face was indifferent, as if she didn't care about the previous matter, and said lightly: "They will lead a large number of people and horses to come in a while, and it will inevitably affect the pond fish, so it is better for you to disperse." ”

Everyone was frightened and scattered, Yang Nan was hesitating, and suddenly heard a woman say in his ear: "What are you doing here with two little demons?

The voice was as cold as snow, and it made people feel cold in their ears, Yang Nan was terrified, only then did he know that the village girl really saw through her own hiding, Chiyang was afraid that Yang Nan was young and impulsive, and when he saw Yang Cheng, he would ask him why he ignored the funeral and came to hunt down his nephew?

He took Yang Nan's hand and led the horse to withdraw from the distance, standing on a hillside in the distance and looking at the next behavior of the village girl, when he watched coldly, he saw Yang Nan look as if nothing happened, and the sadness of crying last night seemed to have not happened at all, Yang Nan saw Chiyang's eyes, smiled at him, but did not say anything.

If you don't have the strength, you will never talk about revenge!

This is Yang Nan's idea!

The officer went back and really brought a large group of people to come, led by Yang Nan's fourth uncle Yang Cheng!

Yang Cheng was followed by a few strange-looking people, and even a few Taoist priests and monks, Chiyang saw that Yang Nan was puzzled, and said on the side: "Taoism is divided into military sects and law sects, and Confucianism is also divided into heart sects and form sects, this Buddhism is Zen Buddhism and secret sects, those Taoist priests don't know which sect of Fazong disciples they are, but monks are tantric disciples, those few strange-looking people are not people, but spirits!"

Chiyang Jin entered the military division, the spirit eyes opened early, of course, at a glance, Yang Nan saw that the disciples of the Dharma Sect were not holding weapons, but dust, bronze realm, jade plates and other magic weapons, sure enough, they were not disciples of the Bingzong, and the disciples of the Buddhist Tantra were more recognizable, Zen Buddhism was mostly bald, good at Buddhism, but Tantra left an inch of hair on the top, and the knot was printed to control the enemy, Zen Buddhism was mostly gray robes and white robes, but Tantra was yellow robes and gold robes, and the colors of the two were very different.

Those strange people were all wearing thick clothes, the costumes were very different from the common people, the hair on Gu Li's strange face was growing, the eyebrows were fierce, and it seemed that the nature of the mountains and wilderness had not been taken off, even if Yang Nan did not have a spiritual eye, he knew that it was a spirit illusion.

Yang Cheng led a group of dead soldiers to come, but the village girl was not afraid at all, and the two parties quarreled after a while, the village girl seemed to be extremely impatient, a sneer, a divine sword flew out between her eyebrows, and the divine sword instantly released ten thousand rays of light, and for a while there was a tendency to compete with the scorching sun, and the divine sword was full of golden light, and suddenly turned into a golden divine dragon, flying around the village girl!

That divine dragon is extremely powerful, it seems to have the spirit of swallowing the world, Yang Cheng and everyone were shocked, only then did they know that this village girl is not easy to mess with, a few spirits swallowed clouds and spit out all kinds of demon arts, and the two disciples of the Fazong had words in their mouths, and the heavenly thunder and ice and snow, the heavenly soldiers, and the boulder wind attacked the village girl in one go!

The village girl seemed to sigh and shook her head, the golden claws of the dragon around her body opened angrily, and the dragon's mouth let out a roar, swallowing those thunder, lightning, ice and snow and other spells, the dragon poked out its claws, and several spirits were even more unable to dodge, and were caught by the five-clawed golden dragon one by one, and streams of blood rose to the sky, and the corpse fell to the dust, revealing the true body of the wolf-shaped tiger and other spirits.

The Taoist priest of Fazong was even more unbearable, the magic weapons in his hands were all shattered into powder where the claws flashed, and several Taoist priests stood in place in a daze, suddenly shouted, and fled far away, and the village girl did not pursue, but he was behind him, and he did not look at these enemies.

Several tantric disciples glanced at each other, and with a low cry, they formed various handprints together, and the Buddha light emitted was connected together, and a Buddha with angry eyes suddenly appeared in the void, this Buddha has six arms, six heads and six legs, and is the great Wei Deming King of the eight great Ming kings of the Buddha sect!

King Dawei Deming, also known as the Demon Venerable of Descending Flames, has great power and virtue, can cut off all demonic obstacles, destroy all poisonous dragons, six arms, six heads and six legs, and guard the west.

Using the Great Wei Deming King, who is good at subduing poisonous dragons, to deal with the divine dragon of the village girl, the thoughts of these tantric disciples are also ingenious.

Their cultivation is not weak, the spiritual power of the formation of the great Wei De Ming King is like a substance, exuding a faint Buddha light, and the village girl's golden dragon fights together, the fight is in a hurry, a dragon and a Buddha turned into two golden light clusters, the village girl looked impatient, waved her hand lightly, after a few coquettish sounds, the dragon suddenly divided into two, two and four, and suddenly divided out twelve dragons to surround the Great Wei Deming King.

Each of the divine dragons had sharp claws and teeth, and it seemed that they were not weaker than the original divine dragons, so how could the Great Mighty Ming King resist them? In a moment, they were caught by the twelve divine dragons and shattered, turning into points of light and disappearing.

As soon as King Ming disappeared, those Tantric disciples opened their mouths and spurted blood as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer and fell to the ground, the village girl's eyes were cold, and several divine dragons poked out their claws, as if they wanted to crush those monks.

"Amitabha!" A loud Buddha horn sounded, and a golden giant hand fell from the sky, blocking the dragons back, and the giant hand fell to the ground and turned into a bald gray-robed old monk, "The fairy has great powers, please be merciful to your subordinates, since the sin of the drinker does not lead to death, then these Buddhist disciples are the same." ”

This old monk has white eyebrows and sideburns, his face shows a kind appearance, his thin body stands in place but is as dignified as a mountain, and the Buddha's horn is like a dusk drum and morning bell, lingering among the clouds for a long time.

After the village girl recruited back the dragon, she sneered: "Monk Changmei, since you have compassion, why didn't you save those two drinkers before?

The old monk clasped his palms together and said lightly: "Amitabha, Zen Buddhism and Tantra are all Buddhism, and Buddhism has never intended to intervene in human disputes, but the donor, the Kunlun senior brother, is killing in the world, and I don't know why?"

Hearing this, the village aunt sneered: "What an old monk, take care of the behavior of my Kunlun faction, although you have cultivated the true body of an Arhat and want to teach me a lesson, ask me about the coiling dragon in my hand first!"

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and sighed: "How dare the poor monk teach the Buxu Fairy, I have heard for a long time that the dragon in the hands of the Buxu Fairy is just to the yang, the poor monk is beyond his strength, if he can receive a move from the donor, please let go of those Buddhist disciples." ”

"Okay, I'd like to see the magic tricks of Zen Buddhism!"

The village girl sneered, the golden dragon flying around her body was under the urging of her magic trick, the golden light was like a substance, and the body was a little bigger in an instant, and the majestic aura from antiquity was like a mountain that overwhelmed people, Yang Nan heard the two talking, and knew that this village girl who was not good-looking was actually a disciple of the Kunlun faction, and his heart couldn't help but deviate a little bit towards her, the power of the dragon was heavy, and Chiyang took him to retreat dozens of zhang, which was out of the boundary shrouded by dragon power.

In the void, the divine dragon appeared, its shape was gorgeous, its shape was mighty, when the clouds surged, the head was not seen, and there was a hidden power to destroy the world and destroy the earth, under such a terrifying momentum, a mortal would have fled as far as he could, the village girl pointed with a finger, and the golden dragon in the clouds roared, and the dragon claws as big as mountain peaks fell from the sky, as if they were going to split the sky!

The old monk knew that this blow was not trivial, and he clasped his palms together and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

With a Buddha call, the Buddha light on his body was magnificent, and in an instant, he changed into a three-headed and six-armed appearance, bending his legs, stretching his fists, and sealing his seals, all kinds of Dharma Phases were solemn, which was the real Arhat Dharma of Buddhism.

The Buddha's eyes are compassionate, with three heads and six arms, the soft Buddha light covers the four fields, and the old monk who is floating in the air stares down, and there seems to be infinite compassion in the eyes of the Buddha.

The dragon's claws split the air, like a golden rainbow hit the old monk, the old monk smiled faintly, waved his six hands together, six kinds of magic weapons released the Buddha's light, Arhat Zhen surged up a bowl of big lotus, hovering up and down to protect the whole body, lotus, magic weapons formed a rushing Buddha light to protect the old monk's body, the golden dragon turned into a long rainbow shuttled and hovered around the old monk's body, and did not time to probe out of the claws to tear, but the lotus flower was destroyed and gave birth to another flower, endlessly.

There is an endless lotus amulet, although the golden dragon is sharp and incomparable, but he can't help it for a while, when he is stalemate, the old monk lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "One move has passed, please be merciful to the donor's subordinates." The old monk knew that this lotus law body could not block the soldiers of the Sect for a long time, and there was a hint of weakness in his words.

The village aunt had already said that she would only try one move, but seeing that Shenlong's blow was useless, and it was not easy to break her promise, she snorted coldly and accepted Shenlong, and the Shenlong shook his head and tailed back to her and turned into a weapon and still threw himself into the center of his eyebrows.

"Old monk, let's write it down for the time being, and come back to teach Zen Buddhism in the next day!" The village girl looked at Yang Cheng and the others who were staggering, her face was cold, and with a finger of her bare hand, several spirit corpses on the ground flew into her sleeves, and the village girl turned into Changhong and fled to the sky.

The people who watched from afar saw the dragon appearing and the Arhats descending to earth, all of them fell to the ground and bowed down, even called immortals, most mortals were ignorant, they couldn't distinguish the true and false immortals, and their heads hurt when they kowtowed......

The gray-robed old monk saw that the village girl had left, sighed, turned his head to the few tantric disciples and said: "You provoke the authentic heirs of the Kunlun sect today, and there will be a catastrophe in my Buddhism in the future. After the old monk finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

This old monk and the village girl were earth-shattering when they fought, and when they left, they were silent, and they acted unscrupulously and unscrupulously.

A few tantric disciples sighed and left, Yang Cheng was even more trembling in the distance, a mortal like him was like an ant in the eyes of these cultivators, and it was effortless to twist thousands to death, who would have thought that an ordinary village girl would have such a ability to reach the sky? He naturally secretly regretted it, he had known that Duojia had been wooed, and there was such a master to help, and he was afraid that King Anping would not be able to take the throne?

He has always been shrewd, but he also looked away at this time......

Yang Nan could see that although the village aunt was killing the spirits and showing no mercy to the tantric sect, the Taoist priests of the Dharma sect were only broken magic weapons, and they were not harmed themselves, and it seemed that the village aunt also left a little incense for the Taoist disciples.

Chiyang chuckled and said, "When you meet this Venerable Among the Soldiers, the Buddhist family will be considered unlucky, and the Tantra will have a headache in the future." "He is a disciple of the Bing Sect, seeing this senior brother of the Kunlun Bing Sect showing his might, he naturally smiled, the rank of the soldier is equivalent to that of the Arhat, but the magic power of the Bing Sect is far stronger than the Buddhists and monsters at the same level.

Cultivators do whatever they want, that village girl is not a good stubble, a few eyeless tantric children provoked her, and she will naturally have endless troubles in the future!

Yang Nan couldn't laugh at all, no matter how strong the village girl was, it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't pass the hot springs, and he couldn't go to Kunlun, let alone any friendship with the same family, looking at the arrogant and peerless character of the village girl, I was afraid that he might not recognize him as a so-called fellow.

How can I get past the hot spring pass? Yang Nan's brows furrowed tightly......