The monk participated in the creation, and the name of a generation of demons was not fortunate. After a few moves, he already knew that once the eight Luo Tian disciples joined forces to attack, he would definitely die or live. It's just a delaying tactic to speak, and in fact, he has been secretly preparing for a surprise attack. This blow has been gaining momentum for a long time, and even old rivers and lakes such as the turbidity world maniac have not had time to react, and Yu Xiaoqiu and the other four people in the field are already in a deep crisis.

After joining the arena, the three disciples were hit by the true qi of the Zhikong monk Liangyi, and their internal organs were already injured, and then they were shocked by the sound of the dementor, and their minds were confused, and their hearts were shocked, and they rushed forward with the blade, among which the disciple of the nine-section whip was handed out in his right hand at the same time, and his left hand stretched forward at the same time, and the lightning flashed, and a small sword with a thin chain broke through the air and shot the monk's lower abdomen. The three weapons and a small sword gathered together, and the momentum was like a raging wave, but in the eyes of the master, the three of them had already had some subtle flaws in their original tacit cooperation.

The light of the Zang Feng magic pen was accurately cut in from this subtle flaw, and it flashed magically in the sword mountain and the sea of swords, and the figure of the monk also passed by the three of them strangely, and they walked away.

"Ouch......" The disciple of the sword only felt a chill on his shoulder, and a ray of light swept to the left of his body, and he felt that the qi and blood suddenly escaped from some places, and he wanted to inhale qi and exercise, but the nerves in his body no longer obeyed his command and became numb. He only screamed, and his body still rushed forward, but his feet could no longer move, and he was knocked out by the habitual effect of rushing forward.

With a "bang", the body fell with a bang.

What happened to the other two disciples was not much different from him.

The only one who can survive is Yu Xiaoqiu. She was able to recover some of her energy in the moment when the monk fought with the other three disciples, and with the magic sound, her immeasurable divine gang followed suit, and she did not lose her reason and rushed up, but at this critical moment, she turned around and rolled sharply, jumped out of the zhang, and avoided the monk's thunderous blow.

The Turbidity Maniac let out a roar of rage and flew in, unslashing a lightning sword.

The other four disciples formed a goose-shaped formation, outflanked from both wings, and wanted to surround the monk at the core.

The monk made a stroke and killed the three masters of Luo Tian, which seemed easy, but in fact he had used all his strength. His feet were floating on the ground, his breath was short, and his energy was exhausted. The old demon's eyes dimmed slightly, and he looked around, already trying to find a way out.

The brilliance is dazzling, the sword of the turbidity maniac has arrived, and the dragon chant flashes with lightning, and it directly captures the monk's heart with unparalleled force.

With a clear sound of "Zheng", the magic pen sealed the sword of the turbidity maniac, and the two of them each took a step back, and no one could take advantage of the enemy.

In just a moment, the rest of the disciples were already in place, plus Yu Xiaoqiu, the five of them formed a five-square formation, surrounding the monk and the turbidity maniac, one by one, to prevent the monk from attacking with the sound of the dementor again.

The sword of the turbidity world madman stretched forward, calmed down, and said in a calm voice: "The Nine Demon Judgment is really extraordinary, Jiang is here to learn your Excellency's mastery. ”

The monk took a deep breath, struggled to condense his right hand, which was still trembling, and said coldly: "If you really understand the teaching, why didn't Your Excellency ask your disciples to withdraw from the encirclement?"

The turbidity maniac smiled without blushing and said: "Your Excellency's high-ranking meritorious service realm, the master of this village is not 100% sure of winning, because he needs his disciples to add another layer of insurance. If Jiang has a sense of invincibility, he will beckon everyone to rush up. ”

The monk's expression was stunned, and he was speechless, only snorting angrily, waving the magic pen with radiance, and fearlessly grabbing the first move.

The figure flashed, the sword qi soared, and the hundred and ten electric white lights were wrong, emitting a breathtaking sound of sword qi tearing and shooting, and the skin-splitting sword qi burst out, and a group of disciples standing two feet away, their clothes were flying and hunting, and they felt that they couldn't stand.

The two fought hard, and the entanglement was extremely short, and the electric white light suddenly converged. The turbidity maniac took two steps back, his sword still pointed forward, sweat stains appeared on his forehead and sideburns, his breathing was particularly long, and his eyes were shining.

The monk stood in place, his face slightly gray, and his breathing became more and more rapid. There are three cracks on the two ribs of the monk's robe and the right crotch, but there are no wounds on the flesh.

The turbidity maniac smiled coldly, slowly pressed forward again, and said gloomily: "Your Excellency, you are worthy of pride. You were hit by Jiang three swords in an instant, your clothes were torn and your skin was not injured, and when you hit the sword, it was like hitting dead wood, and the Xuanmen Supreme Treasure Liangyi True Qi was really wonderful. If you cultivate to the Great Perfection realm, Jiang may only be able to flee in the wilderness today. Unfortunately, you're still a point or two short of your heat, and you won't be so lucky next time. ”

The monk's heart was cold, and he gritted his teeth and raised his pen and said: "There is a secret sword in the world, and the Qiankun double sword." It turned out that the hundred evil swordsmen also fell into the mastery of Guizhuang, and the Da Luo swordsmanship was worthy of the amazing world. But if you want the life of a poor monk, I'm afraid it's still a little bit short. ”

"If it's bad, you'll know if it's a try!" The sound fell, the sword thundered again, the figure rose suddenly, the piercing sword qi tearing sound sounded violently, and thousands of lightning rays flew and fluttered, shocking.

There is a hill on the right side of the arena, and the mountainside is about 20 zhang higher than the center of the arena, and the forest is luxuriant. A pair of figures covered themselves with grass and trees, staring intently at the rare desperate fight in the martial arts below. It is Zhao Ping'an and Cheng Jinjiang Cheng Sanye.

Zhao Ping'an shook his head and sighed: "The old fierce demon is under siege, and today I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape." It's a pity! The three great demon venerables that used to be rampant in the world are about to completely disappear from the rivers and lakes. ”

Cheng Sanye's face turned bitter, and he said in a difficult voice: "I didn't expect this monk to be so skilled in martial arts, why did he succumb to the mansion of a bully like Yu Wu for more than ten years? ”

Zhao Ping'an smiled lightly: "This old devil was known as the Demon Venerable who killed people like hemp, stomped down and shook the martial arts, and he was able to commit to Yu Wufuzhong, and he also had his own story." It is estimated that although the tiger fell to Pingyang, there is still a bit of self-esteem, and he has not been concerned with Brother Cheng. ”

Cheng Sanye smiled bitterly: "If he and Cheng are careful, I'm afraid that there will be no bones left." ”

Zhao Ping'an stared at the arena and said: "I'm afraid that he won't have a chance to deal with Brother Cheng in the future, look, the turbidity world maniac has used the three uniques of Da Luo, if the monk doesn't have hole cards, it will probably be really difficult to leave here today." ”

Cheng Sanye looked down, but he couldn't see it, he could only see countless lightning rays and silver snakes sharply haunting the left and right of the two faint figures, and he didn't know how far the battle situation had developed.

"Take the sword!" the turbidity maniac sighed in his ears.

This attack was even more ferocious than the last time, in the soaring sword shadow, there was already a clear groan of staggered impact of the blades, and the power of the electric light was sharply extinguished, on the contrary, the silver-white sword shadow was divided on all sides, and the cyan figure fluttered rapidly, completely dominating the battle situation.

In the loud laughter of the turbidity maniac, the gray-blue electric rays have been compressed into a small circle, and thousands of sword rainbows converge in the middle, defeating the defensive circle of the electric rays with overwhelming momentum, and then the sword rainbows converge in one place, turning into a faint shadow, directly taking the monk's left rib point.

The figure of the monk suddenly rushed forward, and the man and pen rushed wildly, pointing to the front of the turbidity maniac, like a dying struggle, to fight with the turbidity maniac to the end.

How could the turbidity maniac be willing to fight with him? He turned to the right on tiptoe, giving way to the monk's momentum, but the sword still did not change its direction, and accurately stabbed the monk under the left rib.

A master of practicing qi, once he cultivates successfully, luck can indeed be short-term King Kong is not bad, but if you want to last, it is extremely difficult. When encountering an opponent with similar cultivation, the one with deep merit wins. Once you are scattered by the opponent's divine skill to disperse your protective true qi, and then want to resist the sword without being hurt, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Although the monk's Liangyi true qi is a profound cultivation of Xuanmen, but he fought with Yu Xiaoqiu for more than ten moves, and killed three disciples, and his energy has been consumed forty percent, and then after this desperate struggle, the residual true qi is less than thirty percent, and it is full of confidence with the sword of the turbidity world madman, and it will inevitably break the monk's protective true qi, and the monk's immortality will also be severely damaged.

However, the Jiang Zhuang Lord's prediction was deviated, the middle sword was like encountering wood and stone, and there was a strange anti-shock force that went up the sword and attacked the heart vein, and everywhere he went, it forced the Jiang Zhuang Lord's talisman magic to feel uncertain.

The face of the turbidity maniac changed slightly, his feet took root, the sword shook, and he held Yuan Shou and performed a hundred veins, and his divine skills burst out, and he had to fight against the strange energy coming from the sword with all his might.

The monk seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, flew forward with all his strength, instantly passed between the two big and small Luo Tian disciples, broke through the encirclement with terrifying speed, and disappeared between the mountains in an instant, only his voice full of resentment came: "Master Jiangzhuang, today's gift, the poor monk has written it down." He has a fate, and he should return it a hundred times. ”

Zhao Ping'an quietly praised: "Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the Nine Ghost Demon Judgment gathered all the remaining Liangyi True Qi on the left rib and fought back desperately, scaring this turbidity maniac and finding a glimmer of life for himself." ”