Song Yusheng jumped back sharply as if he had been shocked, his cheeks flushed instantly subsided, he became pale, and shouted: "Little lewd thief! Miss Ben can't spare you!" Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lu Xiaoyuan shouted, "Hey, I didn't mean to!"

Both of them are saintly strength, there is little difference, and they don't distinguish between up and down after dozens of moves, Song Yusheng pulled a whip flower, flew up, and when the red clothes flew, the slender toes stepped towards Lu Xiaoyuan. When Lu Xiaoyuan's horizontal sword was put on the shelf, he felt that he was rushed by a huge force, and his knee was almost bent. Lift your breath so as not to fall.

Song Yusheng was hit by the force of the rebound, took advantage of the momentum to pull up, squeaked, and stepped down again. The heroic posture is sassy, and there is a bit of sharpness in the grace. This is the Xuantan Song family's "Tiger Spirit Thousand Cracks", which focuses on the true qi on the toes, and hurts the enemy with the momentum of falling. The small area of the toe increases the damage.

Lu Xiaoyuan saw that her step was even more powerful, so he didn't dare to take it again, and then jumped away. The ground shattered, and the earth and gravel splattered in all directions. Song Yusheng was about to go up again, but he heard Song Kai shouting: "Sister help!" Turning his head to look, he saw that his brother's hair was scattered, and the clothes on his arms and shoulders had been cut off a lot, he glared at Lu Xiaoyuan and went over to help Song Kai.

Lu Xiaoyuan turned to look at the battle situation between Su Wanling and Mahasa, and saw that the two were deadlocked, and were about to step forward to help, but Su Wanling smiled and said, "Idiot, don't use." With a shake of his right arm, a very thin blade attached to his forearm, and his body fluttered, cutting towards Mahasa.

Mahasattva's hands flipped over, his mouth recited the mantra, and he used the "Flame Burning World Technique", and a flame in the shape of an eagle falcon pounced on Su Wanling. Su Wanling's figure was lowered and she slid close to the ground.

Mahasattva frequently launched furious flames to burn the world, and pieces of flames the size of the giant bird continued to fly towards Su Wanling. Su Wan's spiritual body was extremely fast, and she advanced by leaps and bounds in the gap between the flames, only to hear a cry of pain, and the pink figure came out upside down, and there was an extremely fine scratch on Mahasa's chest.

Su Wanling smiled and said, "Thief bald, why don't you make the prayer building? I have to use all my strength!"

Mahasa was taken aback, looked at Su Wanling carefully, and said in a lost voice: "You are that little girl!" He and Su Wanling hadn't seen each other for nearly three years, and if it weren't for Su Wanling's reminder, he would never have recognized him. As for Lu Xiaoyuan hiding behind Su Wanling that day, he couldn't recognize it.

However, Zhang Heng cut off two bells from his prayer building, and his appearance of the white-clothed jade sword was extremely profound. The sutra building and the eight bells are made of the black gold iron in the south of the sect master Devan Rava and then refined by secret methods, Devan Rava retreat practice, he does not have the ability to repair it, so he has to hide it in a box and carry it on his body, he is deeply ashamed and does not reveal it easily.

Thinking that he had been snubbed by Wei Daozhu and ridiculed by the masters of the empire in the past three years, it could be said that the root cause was Su Wanling, and he couldn't help but be furious, roared and pounced on Su Wanling.

Su Wanling's knife leaf slashed three times in a row, changing the direction three times, although there was a first and a last, but it was like a doppelganger, Mahasa waved his palm to block the head-on slash, but the second and third slashes could not be avoided, and there were two more openings on the back waist and shoulders.

Lu Xiaoyuan cheered loudly. The martial art of this knife and leaf slash is called "Huayan Split", and it is also one of Su Wanling's family martial arts.

Huayan Crack Slash Attack Technique is weird, fluttering and fast, Ming Wangzong's martial arts emphasize cultivation for deep Zhan, martial arts are fierce, but there is a lack of speed in the body, Mahasa did not practice Ming Wangzong's martial arts to home, naturally can't prevent this elusive Huayan Crack.

In a short time, Mahasa's body has been crisscrossed by more than 20 cuts, although the wound is not deep, but the blade is extremely thin, the knife technique is fast, and the pain when cutting the body is extremely strong. Hearing Mahasa's painful exclamation, Su Wanling said coldly: "Thief bald, did you ever think of this day when you hit the girl with the prayer building?"

Lu Xiaoyuan saw that Su Wanling was ruthless and ruthless, and couldn't help but be surprised, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect that the girl is usually in a hurry, and she doesn't do anything right, but she is so ruthless when she gets angry." ”

Mahasattva sealed again, using the "Ming King Armor" defensive martial art, and countless golden runes appeared around his body, shuttling back and forth, weaving into an armor to protect his body.

The Huayan Crack is not very powerful, and it can't cut through the hard defense like vine armor. Mahasattva's palm struck out freely, and the palm wind was like a golden bell, covering Su Wanling's surroundings, and shouted: "Stinky girl's skin, you should also taste the Buddha's power!"

Su Wanling was not panicked, her hands were wrong, and ten thousand petals swirled and flew around her body. The palm wind fluttered on the flowers, which only recessed slightly, turned faster and faster, and finally turned into a colorful tornado and moved towards Mahasa.

The two were only four feet apart, and the flower tornado arrived in an instant, and Mahasa's tall body was swept in it, spinning and spinning, dizzy. Su Wanling screamed, and the flowers scattered violently, falling all over the sky.

Between the petals of the flowers, Mahasattva flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed into a rock. Su Wanling rushed out like an arrow, and with a slash of the blade, he slashed at Mahasa's throat.

Mahasa's back was in severe pain, and he was much more sober, and when he saw the blade with a bright blue light coming to his throat, he screamed "Wow", his life was instantaneous, and he didn't think about it, he took off the box on his waist and pushed it towards Su Wanling. On the way, several golden rays were revealed, cracking the box into pieces, and the gold prayer building was revealed.

He was reckless, and his head was even more ineffective at this time. Although the push of the prayer building used all his strength, how could he stop Su Wanling, who was fast?

Su Wanling dodged the impact of the prayer building, and was about to swing the leaf to kill Mahasa, when suddenly her wrist was sent, and the golden light flashed, and the little golden snake pounced on Mahasa.

It turned out that Su Wanling had trained the little golden snake several times, and the little golden snake didn't listen to Su Wanling's words at that time, but this time he had the heart to show himself and bite Mahasa.

Su Wanling was shocked, she knew that the little golden snake was very weak, if Mahasa launched a full blow before he died, how could the little golden snake stop it?

Mahasattva saw that there was an opportunity, and the "big stele pusher" struck out. He knew there was no chance to be missed, so he gave it his all. As soon as Su Wanling fished the little golden snake in her hand, she was pushed out by a huge force and sat on the ground, her face pale.

Lu Xiaoyuan saw that she was injured, and rushed forward to support her, shouting, "Girl, girl!" Su Wanling did not respond.

Mahasattva carried the "Vajra Zen Great Prajna", used the "Vajra Demon Pestle", and crashed into the two of them with the power of opening mountains and cracking stones. Lu Xiaoyuan gathered his shield to resist, and the Taiji shield was hit by the prayer building and shattered.

Lu Xiaoyuan took advantage of the momentum to float a few feet back, and when he saw Su Wanling's expression and Mahasa's smug expression, he felt a wave of anger rushing to his head, and his eyes glared at Mahasa, almost spewing fire.

Mahasa laughed and said: "Stinky girl's skin, in the end, you have to die in the hands of the Buddha, hehe, the reward of a thousand taels of gold is the Buddha's!" But he heard a loud roar, and saw Lu Xiaoyuan's blood-red eyes staring at him, full of murderous aura, like a hell demon god, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart.

Lu Xiaoyuan let out a strange roar and flew towards Mahasa. Mahasattva swept across the prayer building, only to see the red light flashing on the prayer building, and he felt a light in his hand, and half of the prayer building fell to the ground. After a moment of stunned effort, the red light flashed again, and there was a long sword mark from his chin to his lower abdomen, and blood gushed out.

Looking at Lu Xiaoyuan again, he was already two feet away, tilting his head to stare at Mahasa, and grinned: "Bald donkey, you are dead!" The aura of evil and madness lingered around him, and he was not the radiant young Taoist at all.

Mahasattva's eyes swept down, and when he saw that the yellow monk's robe was dyed bright red, his heart was broken, and he screamed, dropped half of the prayer building in his hand, turned around and fled in a hurry. At the same time, the Taoist hiding behind the boulder looked at Lu Xiaoyuan, and his heart was also in shock.

Lu Xiaoyuan lightly verticalized, that is, a few zhang, and was about to chase and kill Mahasa, but he heard a faint voice behind him: "Idiot, stop chasing." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan turned around and saw that Su Wanling's face was pale and weak, so he hurriedly ran over and said in a trembling voice: "Girl, I'll save you here." He put his palms against her back and slowly channeled true qi to her. But he is only the strength of the Holy Rank, and his True Qi cultivation is not high, how can he heal the heavy damage left by the Immortal Rank Master?

At this time, Song Yusheng and the four of them had already killed a group of monks, and seeing Lu Xiaoyuan's anxious expression to heal Su Wanling's injuries, he stood aside and was silent.

Lu Xiaoyuan saw that Su Wanling's head was lowered a little under his full treatment, and he was so anxious that he couldn't instill all his true qi into Su Wanling's body in an instant. muttered, "Girl, you're okay." Girl, girl!"

When he was helpless, he was tapped on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw the man standing behind him, and said, "Let the old man try." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan obediently got out of the way and let the Taoist heal Su Wanling. He held Su Wanling's hands tightly, for fear that the girl would suddenly disappear. He felt a little cold in his two little white jade hands at first, but after a while, it gradually warmed up, and he knew that the healing effect of that person had worked, and he was slightly relieved.

Song Yusheng saw that Su Wanling's face was ruddy, knowing that she was gradually improving, he cleared his throat, took a step forward, and said coldly: "Little lewd thief, you offended Miss Ben, but after all, that group of monks was also repelled by you, so we don't owe each other, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Lu Xiaoyuan: "Shut up! If there is anything wrong with the girl, I will let you all be buried together!"

The four of them were startled by his interruption, and Song Yusheng was shocked when he saw that his eyes were shining with a cold light, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour. After staying for a long time, he said angrily: "Little thief, even if the little girl dies, what does it have to do with us, you should go to the monk......

A blue shadow rushed in front of her, stretched out its arm against her throat, she only felt that there was endless power on this arm, and she was pushed back involuntarily by this arm, "Bang!" sounded, and her back hit the boulder.

Lu Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It's all your fault, it's okay to do anything with the monk!" said and raised his palm to slap Song Yusheng's head. Song Yusheng was choked by him, his arms hung down weakly, and the golden whip couldn't lift anything.

Lu Xiaoyuan palmed halfway through, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind him, and three air currents hit his vest, and he didn't look back at the moment, his palm turned to wipe, and the blood-red energy surged out behind him, submerging the three air currents. Three exclamations sounded, but it was Gao Yao, Liang Zicheng, and Song Kai who were rubbed by the edge of the blood-red qi and fell to the ground.