"You...... Poof!"

Hui Jing opened her mouth to say something, but what she spit out was a large mouthful of blood, staining a large area of the table red.

Originally, the force of Monk Kong's blow was not very strong, and Hui Jing was not injured to the point of opening her mouth to spurt blood. As long as you restrain yourself, you can force it down.

Who would have thought that the monk would actually use his proud weapon to make a sugar gourd, so how could Huijing endure it? As soon as the fire came, it would be strange not to vomit blood.

"Little wild seed!" Hui Jing burst into a shout, bounced up, and roared angrily at the monk Konggong: "Give me back the steel whip!"

Monk Konggong stopped, glanced at Hui Jing and said, "What you said, is this sugar gourd skewer?"

As he spoke, the monk took off the steel whip, waved his hand, and threw it at Hui Jing: "Next!"

Hui Jing knew that it was impossible for Monk Konggong to exchange weapons for himself so casually, so there must be some backhand. Therefore, while reaching out to catch the steel whip, he was on guard against the Gong Gong monk pounced.

But the monk Konggong has been standing in place, and has no intention of taking the opportunity to attack. I also took a big red date, took a leisurely bite, and praised it for being so sweet.

This made everyone in the audience full of doubts, and they didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the monk Kong. After seizing the opponent's weapon, why don't you take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but return the weapon back, isn't it impossible to get along with yourself?

Unbeknownst to her, just as Hui Jing reached out to catch the steel whip, the situation happened.

Click......

The steel whip, which was originally five feet long, broke inch by inch when it came into contact with Hui Jing's palm, and it fell into dozens of pieces, all over the place.

"Oops!" Monk Gong Gong pretended to be surprised: "I said, you don't even let go of your own weapons, don't you deserve to die?"

"Xiao Ye Seed!" Hui Jing's killing intent burst out, urging her internal force, and walking towards the monk Gong Gong step by step: "If you dare to destroy my steel whip, I will kill you!"

Although the steel whip is of average material, it is not worth much. But it is Hui Jing's weapon, a killing weapon of a centuries-old guy. Now that it is destroyed, how can his old face be hanged?

As she walked, Hui Jing gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think that if you destroy the steel whip, you can escape death?"

"Hey!" Monk Konggong shook his head and sighed: "They are all hundreds of years old, and they are still so self-deceiving, and they have lived in vain." ”

"Da Luo Divine Palm, kill!"

With a burst of applause, Hui Jing flew up. In mid-air, his hands alternated, his palms overlapped, and his strong internal strength surged out, turning into a Buddha statue as high as Zhangyu, covering the monk Konggong and pressing down.

"Hui Jing's cultivation has improved a lot. ”

Seeing the huge Buddha statue phantom, Hong Tao muttered: "If it takes some time, I will definitely be able to break through to the peerless master Great Perfection, and at that time, it is estimated that I will not be his opponent." ”

The corners of Liu Feng's mouth lifted and he smiled: "It's a pity that he didn't have that opportunity." ”

"Broken!"

Suddenly, the monk burst into a shout, his feet were a little, and he flew into the sky with a swish. The iron rod in his hand buzzed, smashing the phantom of the Buddha statue.

Rumble!

In the loud noise, the air kept distorting, and the waves of air rushed in all directions, and the robes of the monks who were watching the battle under the two stages also fluttered.

Click!

The Buddha phantom made a soft sound, cracked a gap, and quickly extended to both ends.

Click, click, click......

The sound of explosions is more and more frequent, and it is getting more and more dense. The illusory shadow of the Buddha statue was also covered with cracks.

Kiss!

Eventually, the Buddha statue shattered completely and disappeared without a trace. And the shock force generated by its explosion will make the stunned Hui Jing rush away, and it can be stabilized more than ten feet away.

"No!

It was difficult for Huijing to accept this fact, and she instantly aged a lot.

He has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he has a very good talent, and he is deeply loved by his master. Even, I wanted to pass on the abbot to myself, but unfortunately for some reason, I gave it to my senior brother Hui'an, so that Hui'an could cultivate for a thousand miles a day and surpass himself.

Since then, Hui Jing has secretly vowed that she must surpass her senior brother again and regain her own abbot throne. Therefore, he secretly cultivated outside martial arts, in order to be able to surprise him in the battle and win in one fell swoop.

Facing a junior who is only in his twenties, Huijing can be said to have no pressure at all. Whether it is in cultivation or actual combat, he has an insurmountable advantage.

However, something that doesn't make sense happens, right now.

Monk Konggong half a month ago, even if he was at his peak and faced each other, he couldn't resist ten moves. And now, I can't resist his move, how is this possible!

Even if the Konggong monk was an Arhat reincarnated physique, it would never be possible for him to soar so fast in half a month. It must have been something you ate, or something you learned......

It must be magic!

Hui Jing thought of the deputy sect leader of the Demon Sect who came into contact with her, who was only thirty years old, but he was already a peerless master, and she couldn't imagine it.

And the deputy sect leader was able to reach such a height, relying on magic skills.

Look at the monk Konggong again, and the young man in white, they are so young, they have such cultivation, they don't cultivate more powerful magic skills, what else can they be?

However, in the Demon Cult, I have never heard of such a number one person. Could it be a demon cult from outside the territory?

At this moment, Hui Jing's mind was full of questions, which made him have an extraordinary headache, and he rubbed his hands vigorously. After half a sound, he stopped, and then pointed at the monk with his backhand, and shouted: "You actually steal the magic skills and boost the skills!"

"Demon skills?" Monk Gong Gong sneered: "You colluded with the Demon Sect, but instead said that I secretly learned Demon Skills?" Do you think that everyone is as brainless as you?"

"Huijing, as I said, I will definitely pay back the offense that I and Master have suffered. Now, too, it's time for you to take it. ”

As he spoke, the monk shook the fine steel rod and said in a deep voice: "I am the middle inheritance of the Arhat, just to punish an evil person like you!"

"Now, let you see what it means to be in the middle of the Buddha Gate! Arhat vajra, I'll fight!"

The monk waved an iron rod and swept towards Hui Jing. The speed is extremely fast, and it reaches the top of Huijing's head in the blink of an eye.

"Suppression!"

Monk Konggong smashed down with a stick and unleashed the Arhat Vajra skill.

In an instant, a faint golden light floated out of the body of the monk Konggong, and even the iron rod in his hand was glowing with a layer of gold. At the same time, the phantoms of the eighteen Arhats appeared around, extremely sacred.

Below, many of them are real monks who have a special sense of true Buddha light. It can be seen at a glance that the skills cultivated by the monk are the middle of Buddhism.

said that it was too late, and in an instant, the iron rod of the monk Gong Gong had been shot down.

Hui Jing had no other way but to gather the internal force into her palms and fight to resist.

Bang!

Click!

The sound of the blow and the breaking of bones came almost at the same time, and then there was another wail and scream of Hui Jing, and it hurt to hear it in my ears.

However, the monk did not stop there, and the iron rod in his hand was still very happy.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of hitting was endless, and there was also the low drink of the monk Kong.

"I'll fight! I'll fight! I'll fight! I'll beat you so much that you even look ugly in Hades!"