Although the monk Baoyu is a Buddhist cultivator, he is warlike by nature, and when he saw that the Sword Master Guild came to reinforcements, he did not retreat but advanced, and flew towards the other party with a fierce momentum.

His speed was extremely fast, and the Demon Meditation Staff in his hand waved, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard.

As the distance between the two sides approached, a powerful coercion shaped like a substance rushed towards them, making the powerhouses of the Sword Master Guild feel irresistible and weak.

"Hurry back!"

Adhering to the tenet of "heroes don't suffer immediate losses", Xia Jingjun pulled the corner of Duanmu Xuanxuan's clothes, and the two of them quickly flew back.

If the four sword gods and the two monks fight fiercely, if they get too close, they will definitely be affected, and they still need to retreat farther.

So, it's better to leave early than to leave late!

Seeing that Xia Jingjun, who was his uncle, was the first to escape, Huo Si was in the middle of it.

"Retreat! Listen to Uncle Xia!"

As soon as Huo Si gave an order, more than twenty Sword Saint powerhouses flew back, passing by Liu Kun and the other four Sword God powerhouses who were roaring.

Among the four Sword God powerhouses, the strongest is a white-haired and white-bearded mid-stage Sword God powerhouse. The other three, including Liu Kun, were all strong in the early stage of the Sword God.

Among them, only the mid-stage powerhouse of the Sword God and Liu Kun have a long sword at the level of a low-grade treasure.

"Senior brother, the Zen staff in the monk's hand is a treasure!" Hoss reminded.

"Got it, stand back and cheer us on!" Liu Kun said loudly.

"The other monk on the other side is stronger. Duanmu Xuanxuan shouted in a coquettish voice: "What he is holding in his hand is a treasure-level bronze bell, which can send out sonic attacks, you must be careful!"

"What a strong bald monk! And sonic attacks?

Liu Kun and four others. Feel the power of Monk Baoyu and the majesty exuded by the Demon Zen Staff. It's not good.

In this case. Two early sword god powerhouses who did not have a treasure weapon in their hands, even if they joined forces to attack, they were not the opponents of Monk Baoyu.

The old man in the middle of the Sword God suddenly accelerated forward, and said in a deep voice: "Vice President Liu, this seat will go to meet this great monk first, and the three of you will press the formation for this seat!"

"Okay, Old Song!" Liu Kun and the other three followed the instructions and hovered.

The two sides quickly approached.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that it was just an old man surnamed Song who attacked with a sword. Monk Baoyu pronounced a Buddha name and said loudly: "Four donors, you should go together! Only one came, not enough to see!"

"Don't be able to use your tongue!

The old man surnamed Song looked calm, waved the long sword treasure weapon in his hand, and stimulated a long sword qi to attack the Baoyu monk who pounced on him.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, crossing the sky.

Monk Baoyu did not dodge, a layer of golden light appeared on his body, and he let the sword qi fly on his body.

"Bang bang!

Powerful sword qi one after another. All of them were blocked by the golden light on Monk Baoyu's body, and they couldn't stop Monk Baoyu's pace.

Xia Jingjun, who was watching the battle from afar, sighed: "This monk. If you want to defeat him, you can only attack in close quarters. ”

Duanmu Xuanxuan judged: "The monk's exercises and techniques are superior, and Senior Song is definitely not his opponent." ”

Xia Jingjun shook his head and said: "Senior Song seems very confident, Jiang is old and spicy, senior sister should not draw conclusions so early." ”

"Hehe! Then let's wait and see!" Duanmu Xuanxuan said with a smile.

At the moment when the two were talking, Monk Baoyu had already brandished the Demon Zen Staff and launched an extremely fierce attack on the old man surnamed Song.

"Boom!"

The long sword treasure weapon and the demon wand kept clashing, and the air around them was stirred into a "whining" sound.

The sword god surnamed Song is strong, his swordsmanship is superb, and he has extremely rich experience in fighting the enemy, and he has fought with Baoyu monk for dozens of rounds, and he is not inferior at all.

Duanmu Xuanxuan let out a light "huh" and said in a low voice: "Strange, the power of the Demon Meditation Staff is obviously stronger than that of the Long Sword Weapon.

And the exercises and techniques performed by the monk are also much higher than those of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty.

But why did the two get to a draw?"

Xia Jingjun's vision and experience in dealing with the enemy are stronger than Duanmu Xuanxuan, and he replied: "Senior sister, this is mainly because Senior Song has rich experience in dealing with the enemy, knows the pros and cons of the enemy and me, and makes use of his strengths and avoids his weaknesses!"

After a pause, Xia Jingjun pointed out: "You see, Senior Song will never use the long sword treasure in his hand to fight hard with the monk's Zen staff.

He was always able to grasp the opportunity and use the long sword weapon in his hand to stab or strike to dissolve the monk's attacking Zen staff.

In fact, the monk's experience in fighting the enemy is also very rich. However, compared to Song's predecessors, it is still much worse.

That monk, after all, was a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and he couldn't maintain such a fierce attack all the time.

Therefore, if there are no unexpected circumstances, this battle will end in a dead end!"

Speaking of this, Xia Jingjun pointed to the Baoyuan monk in the distance and said, "According to the situation described by Meng Tian, as long as the Baoyuan monk takes out the bronze bell treasure and knocks it casually, the Song seniors will be defeated.

Therefore, the two of us should also be prepared to activate the small bell treasure weapon in our hands at any time, so that we can block each other's sonic attacks in time. ”

"The junior brother analyzed. Hehe!" Duanmu Xuanxuan said with a smile: "Although you are a junior brother, I always have to listen to you, and it is not without reason."

With the strength of the two of us, although we can't completely block the sonic attack inspired by the monk, we can greatly weaken it.

In this way, Senior Song will be able to concentrate on the enemy, and will not be suddenly attacked, and will be defeated. ”

Speaking of this, the monk Baoyu, who had been unable to attack for a long time, suddenly let out a long howl, and instead attacked with the Divine Mind Control Zen Staff.

At the same time, the palms and thumbs of Monk Baoyu's hands were hooked, the tips of the middle fingers were on top of each other, and the other fingers were blooming outwards like a lotus flower, shouting: "Lotus seal, fixed!"

The old man surnamed Song had just used the long sword treasure weapon to knock away the Demon Meditation Staff, and suddenly felt that his body was imprisoned by a magical force, like a quagmire, and his speed of action slowed down greatly.

"Old man, suffer death!"

Monk Baoyu held up the recalled Demon Zen Staff and threw it at the old man surnamed Song.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Song was about to be killed by Monk Baoyu, Liu Kun and other three sword god powerhouses who were very close to him saw that the situation was not good, and they rushed forward and launched a siege on Monk Baoyu.

"Happy! I told a few of you a long time ago, let's go together! Hahahaha!"

The laughter was unusually loud and proud, and it soared into the sky!

......

High in the sky, a large black flying boat about 80 zhang long and about 15 zhang wide is passing over Longyun Mountain at a relatively fast speed.

In the middle of the body of the flying boat, there are three traditional characters written "Phantom Demon Sect".

Suddenly, a large black flying boat hovered high in the sky.

After a pause, a handsome young man in his early 30s, dressed in a black robe, flew down quickly from the flying boat.

......

Brother Li and the middle-aged sword saint surnamed Liu, who were watching the battle from a distance, were watching with relish, when suddenly, a handsome young man in his early 30s wearing a strange black robe appeared in front of the two of them, blocking their sight.

"So young, it turned out to be the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, what kind of sacredness is this!"

Brother Li was secretly frightened, and gave a look to the middle-aged sword saint surnamed Liu on the side, and the two of them saluted the handsome young man together.

"Meet the seniors!"

"No need to be polite!" the handsome young man looked cold, turned his head to look at the two sides fighting in the distance, and asked, "What happened over there, why was that great monk besieged by a strong enemy?"

The middle-aged sword saint surnamed Liu was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and said respectfully: "Senior, this is because the powerhouses of the Sword Master Guild and the Buddha cultivators of the Spirit Buddha Sect in the cultivation realm are fighting for the entrance to the 'forbidden land'. ”

"Where is the forbidden land?" the handsome young man's eyes lit up.

"Yes, senior!" Brother Li affirmed.

"Hahahaha! Okay, great!

The handsome young man burst out laughing, and shouted as he flew towards the place of the battle at a rapid pace, "The Demon Cultivator of the Demon Sect is here!"

The bald asses of the Spirit Buddha Sect, and the so-called powerhouses of the Swordsman Guild, are limited to all of you to withdraw from this place within thirty breaths. Otherwise, you do it at your own risk!"

"What? This young man is too strong and domineering, isn't it?"

Brother Li and the middle-aged sword saint surnamed Liu were dumbfounded.

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