"So, thank you!"

When Zen Master Pudu heard this, his thin body with his hands folded bowed slightly, which was regarded as thanking Old Man Meng. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that moment, he didn't say anything, but two sturdy Shaolin monks jumped up from the audience, one left and one right, strode over, and stopped beside Jian Chen.

"Let's go. ”

Zen Master Pudu sighed slightly, his whole body was completely unimpressive, no different from an ordinary old man who was about to die, and he turned to one side and walked to the stage.

Looking at the direction he walked, it was the shadow wall made of jade cold stone, and behind the wall, there was the gate.

After catching Jian Chen, he didn't want to stay for a moment, and went straight out of the village to return to the temple.

The two warrior monks didn't dare to slack off, and bent down to put one hand on Jian Chen's shoulder, and were about to take him away, but they didn't know that they didn't move when they pulled hard.

The two looked at each other, with a hint of surprise on their faces, this person had obviously fainted, why couldn't he pull it as if he had taken root?

He was moving a little more when suddenly a human voice came from the ground.

"Old monk, I didn't kill the abbot of Puji, do you believe it or not?"

Guo Chuanzong's sad and indignant face was immediately overjoyed, this voice was the big brother Jianchen he was desperately trying to save!

The two warrior monks were taken aback, and secretly said that this son is so strong in cultivation, and he bore the brunt of the concussive power of the Great Ri Rulai's palm, and he woke up so quickly?

The man on the left hurriedly waved a palm, and was about to slap the back of Jian Chen's head, knocking him unconscious before dragging him away.

His complexion changed suddenly, but he saw the young man curled up on the ground, and at some point, he actually held an object in each of his hands, and it was for this reason that the previous pull was not pulled.

Jian Chen's right hand was tightly held on Qian Feng, who had not entered the ring for nearly half of the ring, while his left hand was holding a sword.

One, he thought about the sword for thirteen years.

Drain blood.

was bled upside down in the ring by Old Man Meng, even in the process of beheading a hundred people, he was never put away, and he stood proudly in the middle of the ring.

Jian Chen was shocked by Pudu's palm, and only slid a short distance in the ring before stopping, just because he was blocked by the bloody sword standing in the stage.

I have to say that with the extraterrestrial meteorite as the scabbard, the fierce aura on the Bloodshed Sword did not leak out at all, so that under the sudden outbreak of Pudu, the famous Bloodshed Sword was ignored.

Click!

Jian Chen's body did not move, but his right hand backhanded to the back of his head, and one end of the Qianfeng stick was directly pressed against the palm of the warrior monk on the left, which immediately made him slap the palm of the back of his head and stop in mid-air.

When the warrior monk on the right saw it, his hand condensed into a claw, and he was about to unload his arm, but suddenly he felt a flower in front of him, and a phantom flickered in front of him.

Smack!

There was a heavy blow on the front door, which deflected his head, and several teeth mixed with blood rushed out of his mouth, gravity entered his brain, and he immediately lost his balance, and he deviated to the side three times in a row, and finally couldn't control it and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Just as everyone was stunned to look at the fallen warrior monk, a terrible cry sounded from the mouth of the warrior monk on the left.

Hurriedly turned around, and was immediately shocked.

I saw that on the back of the monk's hand, there was a silver-white spear pointing straight to the sky!

Can a spear grow out of the back of a man's hand?

The answer is naturally no, then, there is only one possibility, and that is that his palm has been pierced through by this shot.

But the question is, where did this gun come about?

"Qianfeng!

Those who have quick brains have already found the answer from the black short stick under the palm of the warrior monk's hand.

This gun actually grew out of that short stick!

Suddenly, eight words crossed everyone's minds.

The top of the list of divine soldiers, a thousand blades!

People say that ten fingers are connected to the heart, but the palm of the hand is connected to ten fingers.

The warrior monk was pierced through the palm of his hand by a shot that burst in, and he was screaming in pain at the moment, stimulated by the severe pain, his knees immediately weakened, and he almost knelt in front of Jian Chen, and in the panic, he completely forgot about the attack, and only hugged his hands and wailed.

Suddenly, only to hear the sound of brushing, the silver-white spear that pointed proudly at the sky shrank rapidly, and disappeared from the back of his hand, but it was retracted by Jian Chen into the thousand blades.

When the spear retracted, it inevitably inflicted a second damage on his piercing palm, almost causing the warrior monk to faint in pain.

Bang!

The warrior monk screamed so hard that even tears fell, and suddenly felt a huge force coming from his head, and he was kicked head-on, kicked to the sky, and fell down, with a bang, the back of his head hit the hard granite ground, and his head tilted, but he was lucky to faint.

He wanted to hit someone in the back of the head, but he didn't want to, and the back of his head suffered first.

The one who kicked him was naturally Jian Chen.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and finally stood up tremblingly, panting heavily in his mouth, and the arms that held Qian Feng and the Blood Draining Sword on the left and right were also trembling, and his weakness was undoubtedly revealed.

"Sword donor. ”

Zen Master Pudu had already stopped, stood on the edge of the ring with his back to Jian Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Whether you will go to the West Heaven or go to hell after the old man passes away depends on your thoughts. ”

"Huh. ”

Jian Chen, who was seriously injured, actually hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckled, and looked at the back of Zen Master Pudu, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

His hands had stopped trembling, his eyes were removed from Pudu, and he actually looked at the sky, and said, "There is still a thought down there." ”

"Oh?"

Pudu's arm moved slightly, and he slowly turned around, "What Nian?"

"That's ......"

Jian Chen still looked up at the sky, as if the blue and cloudless sky attracted him far more than Pudu, and said softly: "Live until you pass away." ”

After you die, this means that he will not die in the hands of Purdue today, so Purdue naturally does not have to open the killing ring, as for whether he will go to the west or hell after his death, what does it have to do with him?

Pudu Gujing's faceless face was suddenly stunned.

The young man in front of him was tired, and it was not easy to even stand firm at this time, where did he get the confidence to dare to say such a thing?

The footsteps were lightly raised, and he walked back along the same road, while reciting Buddhist scriptures, a little cold light gradually magnified in his muddy old eyes, "The old man wants to know, how does the sword donor survive today?"

Murderous machines, flooding out of Purdue's body.

Jian Chen smiled lightly, didn't look at Pudu, who was approaching, and suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "If you don't come out again, I'll die to show you!"

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the loud shouts penetrated the sky, shaking the leaves in the front yard rustling, but ......

Who is he calling?

Everyone, including Purdue, had questions in their hearts.

But after seeing Jian Chen's scream, his body suddenly turned around, and shot out like an arrow in the opposite direction of Pudu.

It turned out to be a trick?

After being stunned, Pudu was not in a hurry to catch up, but shook his head slightly, because, although Jian Chen's body was not slow, in order to distance himself from him, the direction of his escape was the people of the Sword Villa at the head.