At the foot of Leshan, on the instep of a few people-sized Buddha statues, the life-and-death battle between Kongwen and the old man in purple continues to be staged. The roar of the wind and waves and the whistling of the mountain wind are intertwined, reflecting the aftermath of the battle, and the battle between the two is more and more heroic.

In the midst of the battle, Kongwen's right arm was raised sharply, and the sharp sound of breaking the air immediately pierced the void, and the palm knife was as fast as lightning, stabbing straight at the throat of the old man in purple. Before the strength of the knife arrived, the blazing murderous aura stimulated the purple-clothed old man with countless small dots on his neck. At the critical moment, the old man in purple did not think twice, and used the ten-layer true qi to block it with his backhand.

Pai Yun Palm--Phi Yun Dai Yue!!

There was a muffled sound of "poof--", and blood flowed. The white blazing knife power blasted through the outgoing energy on the purple-clothed old man's palm in one fell swoop, and a knife mark was deeply cut on his palm. The palm of his hand was injured, and the old man in purple hurriedly endured the pain and tried his best to retreat.

"Go to hell, pay for your sins properly!" When he burst into tears, Kongwen's hands were raised, and two flames shot out of his hands, attacking the purple-clothed old man's two major points. The old man in purple didn't dare to slack off, and his fists rushed to the Heavenly Frost Fist, blasting out a "frost and snow", the fist belt was tightened, and the fierce fist that penetrated the human bones blasted out of the air. The loud sound of "boom--" passed through, stirring up countless rubbles on the spot. At the foot and neck of the Buddha statue next to him, a pit mark several meters long was cut out by the residual strength of the collision between the two.

The momentum of this punch was extremely fierce, but if you want to completely break the empty news, this type of attack is still a step behind after all. Among the two sword strengths, there was still one intact slashing towards the purple-clothed old man. At the last moment, this martial arts master who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades finally gave full play to the advantage of rich experience, and he moved sideways in time to avoid the disaster of dividing the corpse. Without the slightest doubt or hesitation, the fierce and unruly shadow of the legs in the sky immediately burst out, completely interrupting the flame knife that Kongwen was about to draw out.

The attack of the Wind God's legs was too fast and strange, even if it was an empty rumor, he could only resist it in a hurry, and he could no longer contain the movements of the old man in purple. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man in purple rose into the air, swooped into the sky like a bird, and leaped upwards along the right leg of the Buddha. Like a white horse, all changes only happen in a fleeting moment. When he heard that he raised his hand to shatter all the energy in the sky, the figure of the old man in purple had already climbed to the middle of the calf of the Buddha, and he was about to climb to the knees of the Buddha.

The old man in purple killed more than a dozen of Kongwen's fellow disciples, and Kongwen would never let him go. Without thinking, he kicked his right foot to the ground fiercely, and flew into the sky with his strength, chasing after him, vowing to kill the other party. The two of them moved and turned on the Buddha statue, chasing back and forth. The movements between each other were also as fast as lightning, and the old man in purple chased his life not far above with a slight advantage. No matter how much he drummed up his true qi, he couldn't get rid of the evil star of Kongwen, and what's worse was that after several chases, Kongwen's light skills and indulgence skills had made obvious progress, and he was getting closer and closer to him. The old man in purple had bruised tendons at the corners of his forehead, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Just a little while, another moment, and I'll make you unlucky to death." ”

The purple-clothed old man flew quickly, and finally took a step forward to the knees of the Big Buddha before Kongwen could catch up with him. "Where, where?" As soon as he climbed on the lap of the Buddha, the old man in purple immediately looked around, and finally saw the goal of his trip not far away. However, before he could leap over, Kongwen also rushed after him at the same time.

"Come on!" In the midst of the loud shouting, the two fingers of Kongwen's right hand were together, and he slashed sharply again and again, and the eighteenth style of the unequaled sword technique burst out in an instant, and in an instant, countless fierce and incomparable sword qi burst out in the air, intertwined into a layer of impermeable invisible sword net, and shone on the head of the old man in purple. Although the old man in purple was silent on his face, he was terrified in his heart. At the moment of life and death, he didn't care about going to the target he had so hard to find, and instantly improved his skill again, and the incomparable true qi flowed throughout his body, and then through the meridians in his body, through his forearm to his wrist, and then to his palm.

"Sea of Clouds and Waves!!"

As the purple-clothed old man's palm burst out, a momentum that swallowed the world rose violently from his tall body, spreading out with boundless shocks. At the same time, the boundless sword net blasted out by the empty news intersected with the vigorous short soldiers of the purple-clothed old man. Suddenly, there was no earth-shattering momentum between the two, but the empty sword qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound.

Immediately afterwards, the purple-clothed old man guarded the dantian, hugged the yuan and returned to one, and after drawing a few circles with his palms, he slammed out a blow towards the empty smell, "Go die." "Weirdly, as the palm of the old man in purple came out, the incomparable palm power mixed with the fierce and incomparable sword qi rushed straight into the air. Kong Wen's face changed slightly, and he already felt that this fierce sword aura was clearly the eighteenth style peerless sword technique that he had just blasted out, but it was somehow turned into his own use by the other party.

It turns out that in the twelve-style cloud paiing palm, this trick 'Cloud Sea Waves' can absorb all the energy of the incoming moves, use it for its own use, and play it all with its own strength; the more the opponent wants to kill the practitioner, the damage will be doubled! In terms of effect alone, it is quite similar to the causal transformation that Kongwen is good at.

Haoran's palm power and fierce sword qi made a force, and rushed straight towards Kongwen, and when it was critical, Kongwen didn't think twice, and his backhand blasted out a more unique, more ruthless twenty-first style swordsmanship. In an instant, twenty unparalleled sword qi thundered out of the thunderbolt, impartially, and just collided with the palm power and sword qi needletips of the purple-clothed old man.

The thunder struck, and the sound of explosions resounded in the sky in an instant, and even this Leshan Giant Buddha seemed to tremble a few times because it couldn't withstand such a dramatic fight. The smooth and solid stone wall was violently blasted into a large deep pit, and the smoke and dust rolled out of the sky, and countless gravel flew in the air. At the center of the explosion, the energy was full of energy, and the aftermath was chaotic, and those who were not strong in martial arts would definitely die if they entered. The old man in purple was too close to the place of the explosion, although he urged the talisman true qi to protect himself in time, but he didn't have time to turn back too much true qi in a hurry, and he was hit by the violent aftermath, and he was shocked to the point of severe pain, and his internal organs were even more shocked as if he was turning over a river and a sea, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood when he opened his mouth.

He didn't care about suppressing his injuries, he made a quick decision, quickly pulled back, and used the aftermath of the explosion to obscure his vision, and he quickly flashed towards the set goal. He had to hurry up and complete his plan before he could see his movements, otherwise he would surely die when he could see his figure clearly.

But it was good that he didn't move, and as soon as he moved, he was noticed by the empty news that he was listening intently and quietly; His body had only moved, and the empty smell in the smoke and dust had already detected the other party's actions. Kong Wenlang laughed and said, "Do you still think you can escape?

As soon as the word 'bar' came out, Kongwen's right hand rose sharply again, and twenty-one life-seeking sword qi thundered out again, cutting straight through the thick smoke and dust, and killing straight behind the old man in purple. The line of sight was blocked, coupled with his bent on fleeing for his life, and the invisible sword qi that came from the void came faster than he imagined. The old man in purple couldn't dodge at all. He couldn't wait, he could only urge all his true qi, and spread layer after layer of protective true qi on his back, hard blocking the unheard peerless sword qi.

"Bang bang--" The muffled sound was endless, and the layers of protective true qi under the cloth of the old man in purple were shattered, but the residual momentum of the "twenty-first style" did not slow down in the slightest, and as soon as it broke the true qi of the old man in purple, it immediately hit the body of the old man in purple straight. "Boom--" In an instant, the old man in purple only felt a force through his skin and directly into his body, and then there was an unbearable sharp pain. The severe pain was unbearable, and the old man in purple, whose mind was like that, couldn't help screaming on the spot.

"Ah--!h

The sword qi was added, and when the purple-clothed old man screamed, the blood at the corner of his mouth spurted out like flowing water, leaving a straight line of blood on the stone surface; his body seemed to be hit by an invisible heavy hammer, and he fell forward like a cannonball, just sinking into the mouth of a cave in front of him. With a "whoop", his figure disappeared.

"Cave?" The scene in front of him was beyond his expectations, he didn't expect that there would be such a cave here, and he didn't expect that the old man in purple would fall into the cave by accident, allowing him to escape the fate of death again. Walking slowly to the outside of the cave entrance, Kongwen couldn't help muttering: "This guy must be blessed by the gods, otherwise how could he have such a good life?"

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