In a panic, Jiuying couldn't distinguish between the southeast and northwest, and only ran towards the most secret and deep trees.

He broke out in a cold sweat and scolded secretly: "Nine Infants! Nine Infants! You boast that you are strong in martial arts and resourceful, how can you be afraid of becoming like this? Even if the old monk joins forces with the wicked to attack, at most he will be killed by them, and other than that, there is no major matter. But under the fear, there is always the idea of escape, if you fight hard, you can't win, turn around and run for your life, but there is a glimmer of life.

Running and running, the poisonous wound on the neck attacked, which gradually spread to the face, and soon half of the face did not obey, and tears flowed. He became more and more anxious, and did not pay attention to his feet, stepped on a sharp boulder, and with a cry of pain, rolled on the ground, and just stood up, only to find that the antlered monk had crept behind him.

Jiuying gasped for breath and hurriedly said, "Let me go, I won't see Jiuhe again." At this time, the poison spread, grasping his mind, making him unable to calm down, and the fear in his heart raged like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The antlered monk said: "Amitabha, the donor has no evidence, how can the old man believe it? ”

Jiuying's heart sank, and he said in a trembling voice: "What do you want me to leave behind?"

The antlered monk said: "Young men and women, always love to disturb themselves, this is the nature of people, no one can control it, it can't be suppressed, keep the root of love, and it is difficult to get rid of future troubles." The old man wants to ask the benefactor to bear with his heart and cut off the root of his love, so that he can do it once and for all. This antlered monk seems to be compassionate and peaceful, but in fact he is a monk of the Tantric Remnant School, who believes that all life is suffering, and only through suffering can one become a Buddha. Let the monks not be afraid of pain or suffering. Tortured, preached with suffering. He wanted the nine babies to mutilate their bodies, and in his mind, it was to help him realize Zen.

Jiu Ying said angrily: "If this is the case, then you might as well kill me." ”

The antler-antled monk looked happy and nodded, "The donor has said this. That's the one who really understands. When the old man saw that the benefactor was like this, he also rejoiced for the benefactor. ”

Half of Jiuying's body stiffened, and he immediately raised a hand and barely put on a posture. The poison of this phantom sea poison dragon is extremely fierce, back then on the isolated island of Jinghai King, with the skill of the sea dragon, it was still killed in an instant, and after the poisoning of the nine infants, it was just inconvenient. In fact, it was a very fluke. If it weren't for the fact that his internal strength was deeper than that of the Sea Jiaolong, and he had the true qi in the Immortal Ball on his body, which could heal his wounds and dissolve external demons, he would have been dead for a long time.

But the persecution of the antlers monk was too great, and the nine babies were terrified, out of proportion, and couldn't even think of the luck to cure the poison, otherwise they wouldn't be paralyzed. It's such a miserable appearance.

The old monk sighed when he saw that Jiuying wanted to resist. said: "The donor said casually, the old man was almost fooled. Since the donor is unwilling to sit back, it is up to the old man to do so."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp energy broke through the air, and the left palm of the antlered monk was vertical, and there were two waves. Dissolve that energy. His body was shocked, and he was slightly surprised, knowing that this qi seemed to come from dozens of zhang away, but the power was not small, not like an ordinary formless sword qi. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to attack from such a distance.

When Jiuying saw the reinforcements coming, his heart was wide, and he couldn't help but soften to the ground. Out of the jungle came a man wearing a monkey-faced mask, a purple longbow, and a Mongol leather armor.

The Nine Babies recognized the longbow.

It was the Shadow, the Shadow of the Goshawk.

His throat gurgled and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't say anything, because he was agitated and confused, and second, he was deeply poisoned and his throat was damaged. In an instant, he was dizzy and fell to the ground.

I only heard the monkey-faced strange man say: "You concentrate on healing poison, and I will meet this old monk." ”

The man's voice was quite different from that of the goshawk, and it seemed to be deliberately disguised, but how familiar was the heroic and banter in it? I don't know how many times I had heard it in Jiuying's life, and I still haunted it in my arms, and I didn't forget it for a moment, but I felt that it was no different from the goshawk. In an instant, Jiuying's heart was in a mess, and he just wanted to cry, but he couldn't make a sound.

He felt that the poison was advancing suddenly, and he did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly concentrated his mind and exercised his skills to resist the poison. But he delayed for too long, and the virus penetrated deep into his body, and it was difficult to expel it for a while. With such full attention and no external objects disturbing, he closed his eyes, and no longer had time to care about the dispute between the two.

The antler-torn monk said, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Goshawk glanced at Jiu Ying and said with a smile: "This person's great enemy." ”

The antler-torn monk didn't believe it at all, and asked, "Since he is an enemy, why do you want to stop me from killing him?"

Goshawk said: "I want to save him, let him accept my love, let him regret it, and make him suffer from self-blame." ”

The antler-clad monk said: "The donor laughed. He lived his life with nothing but joy, so how could he suffer? The benefactor's words were ignorant and nothing but self-deception. ”

Goshawk said, "Whether I deceive myself or don't make sense, in short, I don't allow you to kill him." ”

The antlered monk sighed: "The donor's magic trick, the old man is about to learn it." The figure flashed, and he came to the back of the goshawk like a ghost, and punched out the deer and wild gods, and the fist was powerful, and the strength was thousands.

The goshawk had already been on guard when he spoke, and slashed down with a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword really trembled, and in an instant the punch was cut in half, and it brushed past him, and with a few clicks, knocked down the two big trees. Immediately he swung his sword and slashed out, straight to the throat of the antler monk, it was the true swordsmanship "mixed yuan to one", the antler monk did not dare to slack off, the iron fist poked out, smashed to the long sword, the two touched, the true qi on the fist was torn, a sword pierced the skin, and a big hole was drawn.

The antler-torn monk was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly retreated, and in an instant he saw that the sword light in front of him was diffuse, and there was no way to change, both light and agile, and brave and fierce, as if he wanted to stab himself at the point, but it seemed to have no purpose, and he disappeared without a trace. As usual, he could use the supreme fist power of the Luye Divine Fist to block it, but when this person carried the sword, there was an extremely strange internal force on the sword, which could actually dissect his own qi, making his supernatural powers useless. Finally, he has a deep martial arts knowledge, his body is extremely fast, and he changes his moves at the time, and uses the mantra Wanye palm method, which is also based on speed, and he fights quickly, and the two of them have dozens of moves in an instant.

The man's swordsmanship was extraordinary, the antlered monk couldn't stop it, and his cheek was broken by his sword, and a red sword suddenly appeared on the man's long sword, and he slashed over, and the antlered monk hurriedly dodged. Only then did he avoid beheading. But a stream of fiery true qi invaded the meridians and tore at the antlered monk's body like a poisonous snake. When the antlered monk saw this red sword, he was on guard, and he stopped drinking, and his soul wandered outside the body, without delusion, and dispersed the hot poison. At the same time, a stream of qi flew out in all directions. The long sword of the person in front of him danced wildly, and the sword shadow was like mist, blocking the aura of this antlered monk, but he also suffered a lot of losses, and he was beaten a few times.

The antlers monk said secretly: "Luck!" This move is a life-saving move that he has been practicing for many years, called "Tiger Deer Devouring Prison", he has studied Luye Shenquan for many years, and is proficient in all kinds of luck methods of this boxing method. It wasn't that long ago that this trick was created. This move transports the fist power of the Luye Divine Fist to the extreme, and the power of one punch is like the combination of the previous five moves, it is really like a landslide, and there is nowhere to escape. It's like throwing people into hell and letting them be devoured by all demons. It was also he who was cornered by this monkey-faced monster and was forced to have no choice but to use this trick. This extricated him from the predicament, and he recognized the identity of that person through this.

He folded his hands. gasped a few times and said, "A few months ago, Yueyang said goodbye, Your Excellency's martial arts have improved like this, which is really gratifying. That day, the old man saw that your swordsmanship was absolutely extraordinary, and he could barely be regarded as a pair of discerning eyes. ”

The goshawk touched the wound and bared his teeth and smiled, "Fuck." It's not that enemies don't meet, Lao Tzu knows that he can't run away so cheaply. In the end, you still have to fight with the great monk. ”

The antler-antled monk thought to himself: "This person can break through qi with a sword, and the luck kung fu of the Luye Divine Fist has little effect on him." "I was silent for a while, but in fact, the goshawk's maggot and fly corpse sea sword is mysterious. But with the full strength of the antlered monk, his true power was solidified like iron, and he couldn't cope with it. But he was ingenious, attaching the greedy wolf's internal force to the blade of the sword, and driving it with the maggot fly corpse sea sword heart method, the power increased greatly, like divine help, that is, the enemy's skill was ten times better than him, and he could also dissolve the true qi and destroy the entity directly.

The goshawk shouted again: "Old monk, we don't need to divide the winner. I think you'll just let this person go, and get out of the way. ”

The antlered monk laughed suddenly, and said: "Donor, you had many enemies and few enemies that day, and the old man had important things to do, so he didn't want to stay for a long time, so I let you get out." Today's things can't be so good. When he had said this, he was suddenly silent, as quiet as rotten wood.

The goshawk stared at the old monk, and suddenly felt extremely uneasy in his heart, the old monk was more dead and silent than before, but the goshawk felt that this person was like boiling water, seemingly calm, but in fact extremely dangerous.

The antler-clad monk opened his eyes, his eyes were blood-red, his expression was fierce, he took off his upper clothes, and half of his body revealed dense wounds, including needle, spoon digging, knife cutting, and burning, countless and sensational. The wound had not healed, but it burst open at this moment, and blood light appeared from it.

Goshawk was startled and said in a lost voice: "Peeling Scales Hell Heart Sutra?

The Antlered Monk roared loudly like a reckless ox, the sound waves vibrate, and the goshawk only felt dizzy and his head was swollen, he knew that this Scaled Hell Heart Sutra could make people lose their conscience, and his behavior was like a mad demon, and it was extremely strange. The practitioner has to endure the severe pain of peeling off the skin and the scales for many years, turning that pain into hatred, hiding it in the bottom of his heart, suppressing it with the Dharma, and if he encounters a powerful devil or a demon from hell, he will use this pain to stimulate and burst out the accumulated power in his brain, and in an instant, the power will be multiplied, and there will be no end without killing the enemy.

The goshawk understood that the antlered monk had regarded himself as a mortal enemy, and he couldn't take care of the nine infants, so he immediately turned around and ran. The Antler-Horned Monk rushed forward, snorting and breaking the giant trees in front of him, lifting them up and throwing them at the goshawk, rushing as fast as a cannonball.

The goshawk flashed, leaped into the air, stepped on the thrown tree, turned around and cut off the branch, and threw it at the antlered monk, implying ingenuity, and the leaves spread out, obscuring his vision. The antlered monk punched out, and the force was like an avalanche, surging wildly. The goshawk first resisted with the magic sound qi wall, and then slashed the greedy wolf's internal force, and broke the qi with the sword to resolve this move, but the tiger's mouth was in severe pain, and the blood flowed for a long time. He was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought: "This old monk uses this kung fu, and his internal strength is not inferior to Duan Yinbao. ”

The situation was critical, and he did not fight hard, but used small kung fu to go around the forest left and right, looking for dense trees to run. Although the Antlers Monk was twice as fast as him, he was rampaged, after all, he was slightly hindered, and he couldn't catch him for a while. And it is extremely difficult for the goshawk to get rid of this old monk.

The two chased and fled, and after half an hour, the goshawk walked into a tree, and the antlered monk saw that he did not come out, so he broke off and smashed down with a punch, and was beaten to pieces within a radius of three zhang, and was dilapidated. He laughed, thinking that the goshawk had been beaten into pulp, but when he looked around, he saw the goshawk standing behind him, looking at him suspiciously.

The antler-claded monk was confused, and shouted, "How did you get there?" and suddenly he came to the goshawk, stretched out his palm and grabbed it, and with a click, he actually grabbed a camphor tree out of a big hole. He didn't know why, but he glanced around, and saw that the goshawk was somewhere else, and pounced, and slammed a hard stone to pieces.

The antlered monk was confused and scolded: "Black turtle king, bastard, shit rotten intestines, what kind of hero are you hiding?"

When he was scratching and biting, he saw a person flying towards him, he thought it was an illusion again, and he didn't care, who knew that the person's long sword turned red and long, and a sword fell, and the antlered monk wanted to retreat, but suddenly there was a bush behind him.

He mixed garlic under his feet, couldn't dodge, and was cut off by a goshawk's sword. The pain was severe, and the antlered monk came to his senses. Sneaking the Dharma, unlocking the obstacle in the brain, a move "Tiger Deer Devouring Prison" was struck, and with a bang, it hit the goshawk in the chest. The goshawk spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword was taken off and fell aside. The antlered monk only felt severe pain all over his body, and the heat poison invaded. He knew that he was seriously injured, and if there was another enemy, it would be difficult for him to escape, so he immediately used his skills to drive away the poison and stop the bleeding, and on tiptoe, he rose into the air and fled as if flying.

The goshawk was not lightly injured, lying on the ground and laughing, but seeing Xue Binghan quickly climbing down from a tree, he helped him up, picked up the long sword, and said with tears in his eyes, and said urgently: "Brother Goshawk, how are you?"

Goshawk touched her little face, her heart was overjoyed, and she smiled: "If it weren't for your cleverness, the old monk would be crazy again, and Lao Tzu really wouldn't have anything to do with him." It turned out that he went around in circles and deliberately led the antlered monk to the snow and cold ecstasy array, and the old monk was in a big mess and had no precautions, so he was trapped by the snow and cold formation.

Xue Binghan said happily: "You can still think of me, it's your luck, I just wanted to slip away, but I sat for too long, my feet were numb, and I rested for a while before recovering." How did you come across this old monk? What happened to everyone? Duan Daxia?"

The goshawk stared for a moment, as if he sensed something, Xue Binghan helped him up, but heard the goshawk say: "I have done my best, benevolence and righteousness, and the next thing should be our new force." ”

Xue Binghan blinked, and she didn't understand what he was talking about, but she supported her sweetheart's body, and she was happy in her heart, so she didn't worry much. (To be continued......)