Lu Xiaoyuan jumped back to avoid it, and the hammer smashed to the ground, with a loud "boom", and the stone chips flew one after another. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Seeing this situation, Lu Xiaoyuan said in his heart: "Obviously, it was the ghost slayer who almost killed me, what kind of revenge did he take?" also gritted his teeth, used the fierce martial arts passed on by Mo Huaerche, and greeted him.

Both of them were angry, and neither of them would dodge, and the bronze sword and the giant hammer collided one after another, and the sound shook the sky.

Tang Di led everyone to the barracks, and was on the way, when he suddenly heard a loud sound in the air, and a red figure flew like a big bird, landing not far in front of Tang Di, followed by a gray shadow flying into the man's hand.

This person has a bitter face, tall and thin, and is the monk Zhuowo of the Ming Dynasty. Zhuo Wo's hand whined, and he said coldly: "Yan thief, the heavenly soldiers are coming, and they will not be killed!"

A martial artist behind Tang Di shouted: "Thief, dare to be disrespectful to the prince, let the grandfather cut you into eight pieces!"

Zhuowo sneered, turned his back to the sky, and didn't take the man in his eyes. The two approached, only to see Zhuo Wo's figure swaying forward, and the warrior held a steel knife, standing motionless on the spot, and fell to the ground after a long time.

Zhuo Wo killed the warrior with a single move, and everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they didn't even see what method he used. But all the warriors were grateful to Corporal Tang Di Lixian, and they did not retreat, but stepped forward.

Zowo danced the Transcendence Wheel, and with a flash of gray shadows, one person was split into two pieces or his weapon was cut off. Yixiang saw that everyone couldn't resist Zhuo Wo, and hurriedly said, "Young master, let's retreat quickly!" pulled Tang Di and ran to the barracks.

Djowo tried to chase after him, but was stopped by a spear. Swinging his spear with his fist, the man with the spear was shocked and vomited blood. Another steel knife was chopped at the head, Zhuowo lifted the over-the-top wheel, "dang" a loud sound, the steel knife shattered, he was jumping up, and there was a rustling wind at the waist.

He was in mid-air, carrying the "Crime Extinguishing Karmic Fire Palm" and hitting the axe cut in the back, so that the warrior of the axe only felt a scorching breath coming to his face, and he was unbeatable, and he couldn't stand it, "wow" spurted blood from his mouth, and he died on the spot.

With just one block, all kinds of weapons attacked from all directions, Zhuo Wo had no choice but to land, and the "reincarnation handprint" was used, and the golden air turned around, shaking everyone's weapons. Seeing Tang Di running farther and farther, he shouted angrily, and his body suddenly became golden.

Everyone felt that the golden light was dazzling, and they stretched out their hands to cover their eyes. When the golden light faded a few points, and then looked at Zhuo Wo, he had turned into a golden Buddha, with his hands folded, and five purple flame beads hovering above his head, his face was sinking like water, and his treasure was solemn.

This is the embodiment of Zowo's wrath. In the midst of everyone's astonishment, several purple flames spread out from under Zhuowo's feet, spinning and sweeping around Zhuowo. The purple flame swept by, and within a radius of five zhang, it was scorched black, and the grass and trees were scorched. Everyone was touched by the purple flames, their whole bodies were on fire, and they turned into ashes with a miserable scream.

Zhuo Wo's body did not move, and the five flame beads rose suddenly, like five stars in the night sky, whirling and whirling, constantly spewing fireballs towards Tang Di who was more than ten zhang away.

Tang Di and Yixiang ran away while dodging the fireball, embarrassed, and suddenly four fireballs hit at the same time, just surrounding the two of them, after the fireball landed, "whew", turned into a wall of fire, one zhang high, and the two could no longer escape.

The red shadow flashed, Zhuo Wo came closer, he had withdrawn his strength and recovered his body, the sleeves of his robe flicked, the wall of fire receded, and he sneered: "Yan thief, can you escape?"

Yixiang stood in front of Tang Di and shouted, "Young Master, go quickly, let me stop him!" he shouted angrily and pounced on Zhuo Wo.

Tang Di shouted, "Don't go!" He tried to catch him, but it was too late. Zhuo Wo didn't move, and when Yixiang pounced five feet in front of him, his body suddenly shook violently, like hitting a wall, and several bones were also broken, and he fell to the ground, fainting.

Zhuo Wo shouted: "Suffer death!" The palm of the sky struck out, and the palm wind was like a golden bell horizontally, and the bell mouth just covered Tang Di.

Tang Di took a step back, took out an object from his arms, and sacrificed it in the air, and the golden rune was issued, circling and turning, and winding into a golden shield. The power of the Heavenly Palm collided with the golden shield, and Zhuo Wo took three steps back.

He looked intently and saw a small brass tripod floating in the air, and shouted, "Reincarnation tripod!"

Tang Di said with a smile: "The master's eyesight is not bad. ”

Zhuo Wo asked, "What is the relationship between King Yan and Fojue Temple?"

Tang Di said: "Fellow Daoists." ”

Zhuo Woqi said: "Why do you say this?"

Tang Di said: "Yan Wangjun and the monks of Fojue Temple have the intention to overthrow the rule of the empire and return the people of the world to peace and tranquility, what is not the same way?"

Zhuo Wo snorted and said, "Yan Thief, the Reincarnation Ding is indeed extremely powerful, but with your cultivation, I'm afraid it won't be enough to use it to block the old man." The figure rushed forward and grabbed Tang Di.

Tang Di was lucky, and the reincarnation tripod shot out a golden ray, running towards the door of Zhuowo. Zhuowo leaned over, and Jin Mang passed by. He bent his arm and fished his five fingers towards Tang Di.

This time it was quick and incoherent, Tang Di was startled, bent down to dodge, picked up the reincarnation tripod with his hand, and smashed it into Zhuo Wo's arm. He used the "power of Mount Tai" on the reincarnation tripod, and as long as Zhuowo's arm was knocked to the bone, it was a disaster of broken tendons and fractures.

But his speed and movements were ten times faster than Tang Di, and he had already retracted his arms and crashed into Tang Di with his knees. Tang Di greeted him with the reincarnation tripod, but before he could urge his strength, he was rushed back a few feet by a strong force.

Zhuo Wo shouted, his palm ignited the "Crime Extinguishing Karmic Fire", and flew to chase Tang Di. This palm gathered his life's strength, and he only hoped to kill Tang Di in the palm of his hand. But I heard the wind behind me, and several different qi forces attacked, some twisted, some burst, some impulsive, some cold hit people, and some heat waves surged.

Although he was a heavenly master, he didn't dare to despise the sneak attack behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the eight feather arrows were no more than three feet away from him, and they were in a tricky direction, blocking all his dodge paths.

Zhuo Wo was helpless, his palms were pushed out, and the qi wave blocked the feather arrows, but he felt that his palms were cold and hot, which was very uncomfortable. He knew that this was because he had activated the incarnation of anger just now, consuming too much true qi, and now he took a breath, and the qi wave was even stronger, pushing all the feather arrows to the ground.

When I looked at it, I saw a group of people standing not far away, about seven or eight hundred people. The first eight big men held a strong bow and carried a quiver at their waists, which was the "Eight Flying Generals with a Brocade Bow Carving".

Sheng Yanchun, the head of the Eight Flying Generals, shouted: "Thief bald, dare to assassinate Lord Yan, my eight brothers can't spare you!"

Zhuo Wo smiled and said, "If you cast a hidden weapon, will the monk be afraid of you?" he jumped up and pounced on the eight people like a falcon.

Eight people release arrows together. Zhuo Wo formed the Great Mudra of the Immovable Ming King, and a huge golden palm condensed in mid-air, swinging towards the eight feathered arrows.