The Black Tiger's previous life was a person, the Living Buddha told the Black Tiger.

It's one, a swordsman.

The swordsman and the sword have a wonderful induction, just like the black tiger's induction to Juntian, just like the blessing of the soul.

Holy Artifact! Black Tiger Heart.

As Fang Yin expected, the Black Demon Tiger fell in love with Jun Tianjian and fell in love at first sight.

Therefore, the black tiger always has a soft spot for black things, such as black skin, such as the little white face, and the black tiger doesn't like it. The black tiger wanted to teach him a lesson and let him know that the skin was still black, so the black tiger pounced on Fang Yin's right hand and wrist with the sword for the first time. The speed of the black tiger is faster than that of a galloping horse, faster than the birds in the sky, faster than the wind and faster than the sound, just like a black lightning bolt at the speed of light: "Ah!"

The little white face only had time to swing half a sword, and the white teeth of the black tiger had already bitten into it: "Woo-"

After that, when the long is long, Jun Tianjian is out of his hand.

Fang Yin was defeated, Black Tiger won, the gap in strength was too great, and there was no suspense at all.

But Fang Yin didn't know the black tiger, and the black tiger didn't know Fang Yin either, how could the black tiger know that his face was white and his heart was black: "Sizzle-"

At the same time, a black light suddenly appeared, devouring out like a snake!

One is rigid, one is soft, there is Juntian and ink practice, and the ink practice is straight and straight to the right eye of the black tiger——

The black tiger was frightened and immediately flew back!

Fang Yin looked at his wrist, and he also had palpitations.

One together, no matter whether you win or lose.

The black tiger's anger gradually rose, although the black tiger was black, but it was above board: "Woo-woo-"

The black tiger is not dumb, the black tiger can also speak. What the black tiger said was that sure enough, the little white face had no good intentions, and his methods were ruthless and vicious! There was more than one black sword. It turned out that there were two swords, two black swords and one black heart. The white-faced young general is also black enough, and the black tiger is underestimating him! Don't be careless! The black tiger roared angrily and pounced again, the fangs were divided and the four claws did not leave the ground, and the dark clouds that rose into the air were vain and would be wiped out with a flick of his fingers: "Whew-"

Where the evil wind started, the black tiger was mighty, and as Fang Yin expected, the black tiger really knew martial arts: "So fast! so fast! hahaha! So powerful!" People are soaring into the sky, jumping up to three feet, you are black lightning. I was in the air: "Come again! Come again!" The black tiger was furious, suddenly turned around, waited for it to fall, and bit it: "Oh woo!" No wonder it roared again and again, and there was a sword in the head, the person was a hippie smile, and the sword was a piercing tiger's eye: "It's so good! The tiger eats people!

Brother Ah Wu is right, if you use the Juntian Sword to match it, it is tantamount to empty-handed. It's even more cumbersome.

"Hmph!" Ah Wu was displeased, and he had already begun to regret it in his heart, this was not the result that Ah Wu wanted to see.

I'm pounced! I'm pounced!

I jump! I jump! I jump!

"It's fun, it's fun! No Zen, no Zen!" The black tiger feels like facing a pheasant, a pheasant that can't fly high and can't escape. He was helpless, so he had to blindly watch him jump and listen to his noise: "Brother Huba Cilen, you come to play too, you come to play!" just because he has a sword in his hand. Black Tiger also has some scruples, Black Tiger doesn't want to lose both with him. But this hateful little white face really made the black tiger feel aggrieved and nameless: "The little monk went down the mountain to fast, and the old monk had an explanation." The woman under the mountain is a tiger, and if you meet it, you must avoid it-"

This is sung again, it is like teasing, the three armies are all happy, and the birds and beasts are speechless: "After walking through one village after another, the little monk secretly wondered, why don't tigers eat people, and they look quite cute!" When the kingdom was about to die and evil was born, Lord Vishnu began to sing, and immediately many supernatural events appeared: "The tiger has broken into my heart!

One is that the black tiger wants to cry, just like the tiger that beat Wuzen, he wants to cry without tears.

The second is that the living Buddha began to play the pipa again, secretly in tune with the beat, thinking that it was an accompaniment.

The third is the peony girl, the peony girl's face is full of peach blossoms, her eyes are fluttering, and her heart is happy.

This can be explained, there is more than one tiger, breaking into someone's heart, Fang Bad Shui Er originally had some ulterior motives for the peony beauty, openly hooked up with the secret love, and this person hated even the tiger to tease, and the living Buddha and the dead Buddha had nothing to do with him. Anyway, it's the wolf's ambition, even the peony girl understands it, the monk Xianggong doesn't understand the amorous wanderer who takes advantage of the void, and uses the tiger to show his love, and the dead Luo Tuo also follows and coaxes: "Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Therefore, at the same time, the little county lord of Wuchuchu was overflowing with love, and he also began to sing along: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine-"

"Brother Awu, Brother Awu!" Wu Chuchu's heart, everyone understands: "Kiss one! Hug one!"

Many people with a heart began to coax loudly, Wu Chuchu sang a love song and rushed up, the only one who couldn't explain it was Ah Wu.

Awu is gone.

Maybe Awu thinks that the people here are all inferior to beasts, and disdains to be with them, so he doesn't play.

"Awugo!" Wu Chuchu cried, sang, and ran after him.

of the, of the, and those who left together, and the king of hope.

So when the black tiger suddenly stopped attacking and lay down obediently beside the living Buddha like a cat, the two people and the horse had no eyes to see. It's a joke, the Living Buddha recalled the Black Tiger, if the Lord Vishnu was subdued by a tiger, it would not be the God Vishnu, and Fang Yin's opponent was the Living Buddha. Whether it is a huge black tiger or a giant wolf in the form of a human, it is generally an obedient kitten in front of the living Buddha, Tuojia Luo sat on the back of the black tiger, holding the iron pipa in his arms, his white eyebrows moved, and his eyes opened and closed: "Hum!

Fang Yin sweated through his heavy clothes, and the living Buddha could see it.

Whether it is Juntian or Mo Lian, Fang Yin can't hurt the black tiger without a trace of fur, and this game is an undefeated game.

The jewel on the red lotus is sacred and auspicious!

The Living Buddha was about to make a move, and the old master had already stood in front of Fang Yin: "How?"

Fang Yin smiled bitterly, but stepped forward again: "I'll come!"

"Competition!Competition!" Wuchan grabbed it and clenched his fists: "I'll come!"

"Horn Mi Bang Bang Mi Bang!" This Hu Ba Ci Lin understands, and wants everyone to come together: "Keng! Keng!"

The strings make three sounds, as if they were explicit.

Tuojialuo is alone, fighting alone, and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are three.

Alone.

There is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people on man, and man is like a beast.

In a corner of the city, Qingyun stood quietly beside Lord Ma, staring at two big black eyes, looking thoughtful. (To be continued......)