Huang Yunlin first recovered from his grief and indignation, Qi Changzheng had died, and the most important thing at the moment was to kill the dust and give an explanation to the master. Such a reckless and blind attack, although it can restrain the dust in a short time, but the frequent use of killing moves, the speed of Yuan Force consumption is too fast, and it is difficult to last.

Huang Yunlin roared, and although Peng Shan was reluctant, he also pulled away. Although his strength is stronger than Huang Yunlin, in the battle against the enemy, it is often Huang Yunlin who arranges tactics.

The cooperation between the two was already extremely skillful, and when they heard the secret signal from Huang Yunlin, they immediately retreated, wandered around the dusty body, and seized the time to recover their Yuan Force. Huang Yunlin's Yuan Power is not as strong as Peng Shan, but it is much more agile, and he no longer makes more killing moves, and uses a fighting method around the dust to deal with it, with the purpose of consuming the Buddha power of the dust.

He and Peng Shan did not lack hands-on experience with high-level masters. The Yuanshi shot steadily, and the momentum sank vigorously, and the monks of the same realm were injured if they were hit by them. The disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed is not fast, as long as the monk does not fight head-on with the Yuanshi, the tactics of guerrilla can often have miraculous effects.

Lichen has also been in battle for a long time, how could he not understand Huang Yunlin's tactics, and immediately pressed forward step by step, squeezing Huang Yunlin's activity space. In just a moment, Huang Yunlin couldn't withstand Chen's offensive, and Peng Shan had to rush into the battle group again. The three of them fought in one place again, and the battle situation reached a stalemate in the attrition phase.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" Lichen suddenly sang loudly.

A white light visible to the naked eye immediately descended on Chen's body, and Chen's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, killing the two of them almost without the strength to fight back.

I saw the dust Zen staff swing away, crack Huang Yunlin's sword move, and kick Peng Shan back with one kick.

Huang Yunlin, who had an empty door, was also hit in the chest by Chen's palm, and stabbed at Chen's sword with all his might, but Chenchen did not dodge or dodge, and the long sword stabbed him in the right shoulder, but he was caught by him with his muscles.

The Zen staff smashed at Huang Yunlin's head, Huang Yunlin let go and flew back, but he couldn't get rid of the coverage of the Zen staff, seeing that it was difficult to dodge, Peng Shan shouted, cut into the two of them, and the dusty Zen staff hit Peng Shan's shoulder blade heavily.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and Peng Shan's shoulder blades were smashed and broken inch by inch.

Huang Yunlin roared angrily, his shoulder slammed into Peng Shan, and he kicked Chen's injured chest, but unexpectedly kicked on the Zen staff.

Seeing Chen's staff in both hands, he pushed it, Huang Yunlin was unstable on his footing, and he fell to the ground.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Lichen's face showed pity, but the Zen staff left no room for anything, and smashed his head at Huang Yunlin, who fell to the ground.

Peng Shan struggled to stand up, but he was powerless to rescue, and watched as the Zen staff got closer and closer to Huang Yunlin's head.

At this moment, an arrow instantly shot at Chen's left eye, and Chenchen turned his head sideways to dodge, and the Zen staff in his hand also missed his head and smashed into Huang Yunlin's shoulder blade.

He dodged one arrow, but the second one that followed him did not dodge it, and stuck it in his chest, the third, and the fourth...... One arrow after another rushed to shoot at the dust, but the dust was motionless, and the arrows were stuck in his head and body.

Peng Shan was already stunned.

Huang Yunlin sat up with support, and looked at the dust that had turned into a hedgehog in surprise.

"Your grandmother's, see you're not dead......" Qi Changzheng, who was holding a longbow, trembled his arms, turned out from behind the tree, coughed violently a few times, and sat down on the ground, blood spurting all over the ground.

"Long March, you're not dead!" Peng Shan looked at Qi Changzheng in surprise.

"My Buddha ......"

Lichen suddenly spoke, and the Zen staff in his hand was also slowly raised, Peng Shan was taken aback, and with all his remaining strength, a sword slashed at Chen's neck. Huang Yunlin also struggled to get up from the ground, ignoring the raised Zen staff, rushed forward, grabbed the arrow inserted in the heart of the dust, and gritted his teeth through the past.

Lichen's head was cut off by Peng Shan, and the headless corpse was still holding a Zen staff high. A white light floated out of the corpse and dissipated without a trace, before the Zen staff fell to the ground. The corpse of the dust was also strangely shrunk, and the flesh and blood of the wounds around the body disappeared and became gray.

"Serving the Buddha is really terrifying, if it weren't for the Long March......" Huang Yunlin looked back at Qi Changzheng, "Long March, fortunately with your arrows, if you hadn't rescued me in time, Peng Shan and I would have died in the hands of Chen." ”

"You stinky boy didn't listen to persuasion, but became our savior......" Peng Shan walked to Qi Changzheng's side with difficulty, sat on the ground with his buttocks, his palms hung to the ground, and the broken shoulder blades "creaked", making him grin in pain, "I thought you kid was dead, but pretending to be dead is pretending to be true, even Yunlin and I have been deceived by you, and we are sad for you in vain." ”

"If I don't pretend to be dead, the old monk will really die as soon as he comes down with a stick. ”

Qi Changzheng recalled the thrill just now, and he was also in a cold sweat, if it weren't for the sturdiness of the sword, he would definitely die. At that time, he was smashed to the ground, and he was also hit hard, not pretending to be dead, but being knocked unconscious, but he was kicked awake by a kick that he thought was in the way.

After waking up, he didn't dare to move easily, gritted his teeth and pretended to be dead.

It wasn't until he was sure that Dust wouldn't notice him that he quietly moved behind the tree, took out his bow and arrows, and waited for an opportunity.

When the first arrow was fired, it was not a very good opportunity, but Huang Yunlin was in danger, so he couldn't take care of it.

The first arrow shot at the eye did not think that it would be able to make a contribution, and the second and third arrows that followed the second and third arrows shot at the heart of the dust were Qi Changzheng's killer weapons.

"This old monk is too difficult to kill, is the body forging technique so strong?"

"If it weren't for the second arrow you shot right in his heart, it's really hard to say that you could kill him......" Huang Yunlin also moved to Qi Changzheng's side and sat down, "It's not all the reason for the success of the body forging technique, chanting the Buddha loudly before the dust, it is a magical power of the Buddha Gate, called the Divine Power of Serving the Buddha, using his own essence and blood to serve the Buddha, and seeking the blessing of the Buddha's power."

This is a magical power of Buddhism for the monks of our Dao Gate Juyuan Realm, and it is difficult to bless the peak Yuan Shi who is not concentrating on the photo. If it is blessed twice, the supernatural power can be compared to my Dao Sect Gathering Yuan Transformation Infant Realm monk.

However, after a blessing, it is extremely difficult to make up for the loss of essence and blood, and it will take several years, or even more than ten years, to break through the realm. If you are blessed twice, you will lose too much essence and blood, and you will not be able to break through the Concentration Realm, and it will not be as good as our Daomen's Infant Transformation Dao Technique. ”

"So that's what happened. Qi Changzheng took out two storage bags from his arms, "Senior brother, I picked up the storage bags of two young monks, how can I take out the contents of them?"

"Hehe......" Peng Shan took a storage bag, the red light flashed in his palm, and after a while, he returned the storage bag to Qi Changzheng, and said with a smile:

"This is called the space bag, it is the same as my Daomen storage bag, when a person dies, the space bag becomes an ownerless thing, and the mark will dissipate after three days. I've removed the mark first, and I can take out the contents by inputting Yuan Li, and if I want to use it, just re-engrave the mark. ”

Qi Changzheng took out all the items in the space bag, and asked Peng Shan to crack the mark in advance of another storage bag and take out the items inside. Divide the important items into three parts, and smile: "We will have one copy of the loot." ”

Peng Shan pulled the spirit stone divided into three parts, as well as some medicinal materials, and said with a smile: "You kid is very particular, come on, you can use these low-grade spirit stones and forging body medicinal materials, all of them are yours." ”

Peng Shan's face suddenly turned straight, "Long March, I want to discuss things with you, strictly speaking, the dust is dead in your hands, so the dust items should be yours, but the dust is the master's rival, his Zen staff is a heavy treasure of the Tiger Roaring Temple, you can't use it, we plan to bring the Zen staff back to Songheguan, and the space bag of dust also belongs to you." ”

Huang Yunlin also nodded in agreement.

Qi Changzheng was overjoyed, he would divide the two storage bags he got into three parts before, that is, he had careful thoughts in them.

As a powerhouse at the peak of the Concentration Realm, his space bag will inevitably have good things, and it is also cost-effective to be able to get a copy of the items in the dust space bag by dividing it into two inconsequential space bags. Unexpectedly, the two senior brothers are both particular about people, and they only need that Zen stick.

"Long March, it's not safe in the jungle, we have to recover Yuan Li as soon as possible, you help us protect the Dharma first. ”

After Huang Yunlin finished speaking, he and Peng Shan swallowed the pill, closed their eyes, and seized the time to recover their Yuan Li.

Qi Changzheng's Yuan Force consumption was not much, but he used Yuan Force to launch more than ten arrows in a row, and his muscles were sore.

After receiving a heavy blow from the dust before, most of the strength was blocked by the sword, but he was not hurt too much, but the knife was forced, and it hit his back and hurt his viscera, and now he only feels tightness in his chest, and there is no other discomfort.

If it were on other occasions, Qi Changzheng would not have been so lucky, and if he smashed him with a stick, it didn't necessarily mean that he would have to die. A powerhouse at the peak of the Concentration Realm, how could he worry about a little monk in the Yuan Qi Middle Realm, as long as he didn't get in the way, he would have achieved his goal.

Qi Changzheng happily withdrew the sword, walked to the side of the corpse, looked left and right and couldn't see the space bag, looked at the two senior brothers who were sitting quietly and complainedly, and maliciously guessed that the two senior brothers had already taken the storage bag, and they were all beautiful words just now.