Chapter 52: The Death of the Monk

There was no time to be angry, Yunmo had already noticed that many people were rapidly approaching here, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't fall in love with the war, get out of the valley quickly!" Thinking about it, Taniguchi has been blocked by the enemy again at this moment, and only by opening the blockade as soon as possible can everyone have a chance to escape.

Of course, Xiao Yicai and Fa Xiang also understood this truth, and the two of them confronted the enemy master from afar behind the palace - the other party did not pursue very closely, and it was obvious that they were also afraid of the strength displayed by the righteous people, and were ready to force them into the canyon to besiege and kill. At this critical juncture, a ridiculous thought arose in the hearts of the two of them at the same time: If there was no despicable and obscene Yunmo Jin, no, it was a sword that went sideways, I am afraid that everyone would really have to fold here!

But it was said that Yunmo rushed towards the valley mouth first, and the few people left behind on the high platform released flying sword magic weapons to intercept them, and they couldn't stop his progress, and the Zhangba snake spear was picked up with all his strength, splitting down, sweeping, and picking up! The flying sword magic weapons that struck in a moment were all smashed into scrap metal by the power of Qianjun, and those few people were injured before they could react, Yunmo had already arrived at his side, and he casually swung the spear and knocked all of them out, and he didn't even look back at their life and death, Yunmo continued to rush forward.

It was only slightly blocked by these people, and a monk from Tianyin Temple had already overtaken him and flew to the first place, and he had already passed through the canyon and was about to fly out of the valley.

"Be careful!" Yunmo hurriedly caught up and reminded loudly, with his eyesight, he could clearly see the swaying figure behind the water vapor in the valley mouth, and Tang Yu stood first.

The monk had seen Yunmo's miraculous performance several times along the way, and he knew that his extraordinary strength was extraordinary, so he reminded him loudly, slowed down his body slightly, and sacrificed a golden treasure wheel, and the light cut through the mist to reveal the figures of the people who were blocked outside the valley. He didn't say a word, the treasure wheel whirled, broke through the air, and flew towards Tang Yu.

The expressions of the Demon Dao people remained unchanged, the corners of Tang Shu's mouth slowly hooked, and he swung out a black long sword, which actually hit the rushing treasure wheel!

Buddhism practice, there are all kinds of vajra Arhat way, cultivation to the completion of the golden body is not bad, the power is infinite, and Yunmo's ** Xuangong has the same magic. The monk is the leader of this way, with the power of the dragon elephant, the treasure wheel in his hand is also a treasure of Buddhism, indestructible, seeing that Tang Tuo Da met the enemy with a flying sword, he was even more powerful, so he wanted to learn Yunmo's means to severely damage the enemy's mind by smashing or even destroying the opponent's flying sword.

Yun Mo hurried behind him, clearly saw the contemptuous and evil smile on Tang Xuan's face, and "chuckled" in his heart, reminding the monk to be careful, while speeding forward.

At the moment when the treasure wheel and the black sword were about to collide, they saw that Tang Shu's gesture changed, but the black sword suddenly shattered and turned into a black light that scattered in all directions.

The monk was caught off guard by the full power of the treasure wheel, and flew out uncontrollably, hidden under the golden light of the treasure wheel, and the black lines like a gossamer swirled and swam, attacking the monk in various directions.

"Beware of those black lights!" Yun Mo could see clearly behind him, those black lights and black silks were all thin and slender swords, the size of a human finger, silently breaking through the air. Yunmo tried his best to speed forward and wanted to help the monk, but the speed of the small sword was too fast, and it was already close to the monk.

When the black sword was broken, the monk knew that something was wrong, and when he heard Yunmo's reminder, he saw those small black swords coming over like raindrops, chanting a Buddha name, the monk's robe was drumming, and there was a faint golden light coming out, and the skin and flesh of the whole body seemed to have been tempered by gold, and the golden light flashed. His arms danced in front of him, and he only heard a few "clanging bells", and the sleeves of the monk's robe had been torn and full of holes, but the monk's arms were unharmed to block this wave of attack.

The golden body of Buddhism!

Tang Shu's expression did not change, his fingers clicked, the magic method changed, and the small sword that had just been knocked away condensed into two small flying swords in the air, and he returned to kill the monk. The two swords flew in front of the monk, but suddenly one accelerated, spun and collided with each other, and many small swords scattered all over the sky, attacking all over the monk's body.

All this happened too fast, too close to the monk, he was caught off guard by protecting his head and face with one hand, and brandishing the small sword that swung away with the other hand, but there were too many small swords, and he moved left and right like a swimming fish, and in a moment he broke through the monk's defense and stabbed his body.

The monk's golden body of Buddhism was not cultivated, and all parts of his body were cut by small swords, but fortunately, it was only a flesh wound, which did not affect his battle. After a few moves of kung fu, he was already close to Tang Death.

It's just that Tang Shu's killing move is not so simple, several small swords have quietly scattered and come to his back when they collided, but the monk used all his energy to defend against frontal attacks, but he didn't find that at this moment, these small swords quietly stabbed towards the monk's temple, with the sharpness of this sword, if it pierced the temple, the monk would be hopeless.

Fortunately, Yunmo was behind him, and he could see all this clearly, and at this time, he just arrived at the horse, and the snake spear lightly knocked these small swords away. was about to step forward to help the monk, but who knew that the little sword that had just been bounced away was unknowingly set up a formation in front of him, flying like a rain of flowers in the sky, but the target was Yunmo, who had just arrived.

He's already counted me. Yunmo said secretly, surprised by Tang Shu's combat control ability. But he was not afraid, and swung away the small sword that struck his head with the snake spear, and protected the little exposed fur with one hand, allowing the little sword to hit him, all of which were blocked by the armor.

Knowing the importance of controlling the initiative in the battle, Yunmo rushed forward to take Tang Death.

At this time, he heard the monk next to him reciting a "Amitabha Buddha", the sound was like a bell, and the treasure wheel that flew out suddenly became larger, roaring towards the demon people behind Tang Xuan, they were caught off guard for a while, and many people had not removed the true qi disorder in their bodies, and they were run over by this treasure wheel and no one could stop it, and several people bore the brunt of it and were smashed into a ball of flesh and blood on the spot.

Yunmo looked back, but saw that he didn't know when, the monk had a short sword inserted in his chest, the size was much larger than those small flying swords, and he thought that it was much more powerful.

The blow just now was the last blow of the monk.

Seeing the monk's ragged clothes and flesh falling from the air in a blur, Yunmo's heart was filled with anger, sadness, and many other feelings, which were complicated and indescribable.

This monk's name is Fa Yin, he speaks very little, and he is honest, because of the familiarity of his name, Yunmo pays more attention to him, and he sometimes chats with him. But such a person died in front of him like this, without roaring, without last words, and even the last bit of sound he made was an ordinary "Amitabha".

That magnificent blow with tragic meaning may be the last proof of his existence in this world.

Although he knew that there would be today, although he had seen a more tragic picture earlier, seeing his partners and friends fall like this still gave Yunmo a huge impact.