Once the Joy Zen Gong is performed, the unique spiritual power has silently launched an attack.

The so-called "first hook it with desire, and then let it enter the wisdom of the Buddha." This Dharma of Tantra is originally used to make people believe in Buddhism, and its demagogic power is indeed unique.

Although Huang Fu Yan had already taken precautions, his mind was still in a trance. Fortunately, his mental power was already quite large-scale, and he quickly reacted. Although his back was sweating, he teased: "It's a good performance, but it's not exciting enough, you can continue." ”

Jue Yu's face was extremely ugly, he snorted coldly, and then grabbed the thin veil scattered on the side, draped it on the three girls, straightened the monk's robe, and flew to the ground.

The three women's coquettishness was gone, and their affection immediately froze, and there was no more expression in their eyes, which was exactly the same as the Liu Yue that Drunken Xianlou had seen.

Murong Xihua's mood had just calmed down, and she stood side by side with Huangfu Yan, each exuding murderous intent.

Jue Yu had already discovered Murong Xihua's strange appearance, and after careful observation at this time, he finally found something wrong, ignoring the fierce killing intent of the two of them, he looked Murong Xihua up and down, and suddenly stroked his palm and laughed: "Okay, it's really good, the poor monk has cultivated so far, and he has read countless women, whether it is a fairy or a witch, he has been transformed, but he has not yet been transformed into a man with the highest qualifications like you!" If you can be transformed today, with the help of your many years of virgin true yin, I am afraid that the joyful Zen skills of the poor monks will directly reach the peak of the middle and the best way!"

Murong Xihua was told about her identity, her beautiful eyes shrank, her pretty face turned fierce, and she shouted: "The bald donkey is looking for death!"

Jue Yu had eaten the power of this Ice Spirit Finger, his face changed slightly, and he was about to avoid it, but soon he seemed to see that there was something good in it, and he turned his surprise into joy, and laughed, just like this, he didn't dodge or dodge, sat in the void, and let the Ice Spirit Finger hit his body.

In the blink of an eye, a trail of blood had oozed from near Jueyu's chest, but under the effect of the cold power, it froze into ice again, condensing but not falling.

After a few breaths, his skills were profound, and he was unharmed, suppressing the power of the cold spirit in one place, unable to attack. On the contrary, Murong Xihua's face is getting more and more ugly. Soon, he let out an exclamation, as if he had received some blow, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Huangfu Yan was taken aback when he saw this, and was about to step forward to help her, when he saw her hurriedly raise her hand to stop, not letting him come forward, his eyes were full of fear and panic, looking at Jue Yu gritted his teeth and said, "What did you do, why can you control ......" said, there was a trace of shame on his face.

The corners of Jue Yu's mouth hooked up a hint of triumph: "The female benefactor is really joking, this love calamity is hidden in your heart, the poor monk just stimulates it, if the poor monk expects it to be good, the person in your heart is in front of you, and after a while, the female donor may thank the poor monk in the future!"

Murong Xihua's face was ugly, she turned into a playboy playing flowers, entangled women all over the world, and in the eyes of others, she was a prodigal wreckage, but what she did was just to attract the love of these women and use it to cultivate the Dafa of Ecstasy. And her own love calamity has become a sword to protect herself from being affected by these chaotic feelings.

Her Ecstasy Dafa has been quite accomplished and integrated into her own martial arts. This Ice Spirit Finger is a variant of the Lily Finger, and there is a hint of ecstasy in it.

At this time, she was urged by Jue Yu to take the opportunity, but instead triggered her own long-suppressed love calamity, and she was burned with lust for a while, and she didn't dare to let the emperor come forward. But she is stubborn by nature, bites the tip of her tongue, and as soon as she is clear, she wants to continue to move.

When the emperor saw her, he blocked her way, pressed her shoulder, and taught her not to move.

Murong Xi's flowery face was slighted: "Let it go!"

Huangfu frowned, and said lightly: "Leave it to me!"

Murong Xihua was stunned for a moment, seeing that his attitude was firm and a little domineering, he immediately swallowed his words back, snorted, ignored him, stayed there, and secretly began to try to suppress the love in his heart.

Huangfu Yan looked at Jue Yu and smiled coldly: "The scum of Buddhism, the shame of martial arts!" As he spoke, the person flashed away. A dozen sword lights were like meteors chasing the moon, attacking towards Jue Yu.

The speed of the sword light was extremely fast, and it almost reached Jue Yu's body in an instant, and the extremely strong momentum was filled with an unstoppable aura.

Jue Yu's face twitched, his steps retreated sharply, and seeing that Huangfu had secretly blocked Murong Xihua between his moves, he immediately stopped fighting Murong Xihua's idea, and said with a salute: "A good 'sword moves with your heart', the Buddha is destined to be a person, and let the poor monk see how capable you are!"

Having said that, his heart sank, at this time, Huang Fu Yan could release more than a dozen imposing sword lights with a single sword, which was enough to show that his comprehension of the way of the sword was very high. Jue Yu has seen so much, just by looking at it, he knows that the swordsmanship of the young man in front of him has reached the peak and touched the patriarchal method.

Since the valley came out, there have been many actual battles. Huang Fu's swordsmanship has indeed made great progress, although it will only be four moves, but it will be done in one go, and it will be a sword light phantom for a while, covering the sky and the sun.

Murong Xihua had been paying attention to the battle situation between the two, and when she saw it on the side, she was even more surprised. She has long experienced the deep internal strength of Huangfu Yan, but the tricks are slightly insufficient. She had seen these swordsmanship before, but she hadn't found that he could burst out with such power. Now it seems that perhaps in terms of combat power, Huangfu Yan is not the strongest one among the younger generations in the world, but he is the one with the most potential, I am afraid it will not be long before he will lead the young descendants of Kyushu.

Jue Yu dodged the sword light with a ghostly body, faintly helpless.

Huang Fu Yan's swordsmanship was fierce, and he naturally didn't dare to fight hard with his bare hands, but for a while, Huang Fu Yan's sword momentum was endless, and he didn't have time to take out his blade. Since the catastrophe of that year, he has rarely used the blade, and these years he has concentrated on practicing the Joy Zen Gong, which hung on the high wall and has long been covered with dust.

Huangfu didn't know what this guy was anxious about, his innate true qi was endless, he didn't see any stagnation, his swordsmanship was coherent, he was hearty, and he started faster and faster, chasing after Jue Yu, and teaching him to have a black face and red ears.

Finally, Jue Yu moved to the place where the blade was hanging, and as soon as his heart was relieved, his hands rolled up and he sucked it into his palm.

Jueyu's blade is known as the "Yin and Yang Soul Chasing Circle", the left hand is larger, the right hand is smaller, the big one is the yang circle, the small one is the yin circle, the yin and yang are coordinated, and the end is wonderful. The familiar feeling came, Jue Yu seemed to have returned to the scene of being besieged by the world's heroes, the momentum soared, the body swayed, the yin and yang double circle danced the jingle explosion, and when the yang circle was spinning, the treasure of the emperor's death was opened. The yin circle quietly went straight to the waist and ribs of the emperor's death.

The sword slid away, and the emperor was shocked that something was wrong, and he hurriedly jumped out of the battle circle and stood solemnly.

Jue Yu didn't dare to continue to entangle, so he took the opportunity to take five steps back in a row, stopped there, and secretly recovered his depleted true qi. In his heart, he was complaining bitterly, secretly scolding the emperor for his demons, and after a series of big moves, his breath did not appear to be disordered in the slightest.