Ding Yiyun looked at the letter, his eyes flickered inexplicably, Tantra was born, and also helped him destroy the three major factions, but after calming down, he couldn't be happy, worried about their force, and afraid of the purpose of their birth.

The letter said that Tantra was born in order to cooperate with Master Ding Chunqiu, and together to kill Shaolin and destroy this century-old inheritance of this great sect, thus becoming the world's first Buddhist ancestral court, the holy land of martial arts, and the root of martial arts. However, who can guarantee that after Shaolin is destroyed, Tantra will not turn against the Star Sect and compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, so as to command the world.

Ding Yiyun was worried, and a little scared, the four disciples who came out were all congenital, and they were powerful, and it didn't take much effort to kill such a top master as the head of the Golden Sword Sect, and the battle between the Killing Girls Gang and the Zhen Killing Sect also ended quickly.

Ding Yiyun picked up the other two letters and compared them carefully, he looked at them again and again, and finally determined that the strength of the living Buddha should be among the top, but it was only one step away from the innate nature, if compared with himself, Ding Yiyun had absolute confidence to kill the living Buddha in the battle of life and death, just because he had more combat experience than him.

The girl gang, Ajlam Living Buddha walked through the flowers, he turned a blind eye to the demons of these women, no matter how funny the beauties were, his eyes never moved, like a pool of clear water lake, always calm.

Yin Ji was hugged and danced, her eyes flowed, charming and matchless, "Holy monk, I don't know why you came to my maiden gang?"

Ajlam's brows moved inadvertently, but he quickly calmed down again, "Amitabha, female benefactors, and poor monks have come to persuade them to surrender, disband the Maiden Gang, or merge into the Star Sect. ”

Yin Ji smiled coquettishly in an instant, like a flower in full bloom. "Little Lama, are you a Tantric monk or a disciple of the Nakshatra sect? Ajram chuckled indifferently, and he quietly took two steps forward, "I call it a living Buddha, and I am naturally a Tantric person. But because of some things, it's still worth it to help the Nakshatra faction do a small thing by chance, but I don't know if the female benefactor can do it?"

"What do you say, Living Buddha. Instead of stepping into the red dust and ruining the practice, why don't you continue to chant the Buddha in your hall when you turn around?" Is it possible for her to break up the gang?

Ajram shook his head, and he glanced at Yin Ji, "That's not going to work. Anyway, people in the world can't let go of the glory and wealth in their hands, is this power, status, and reputation really more important than life?" He untied the cloth bag from his waist and threw it over, and a human head rolled out.

Yin Ji's face changed greatly, it was the head of the Golden Daomen Xiong Tianye, and her expression was frightened. "You have killed Lao Xiong and destroyed his sect. Ajram turned the rosary in his hand, "Yes, less than three hours before and after." Even if someone wants to report to you, it won't be able to get ahead of us, so it's normal for you to not know the way. I asked you once after that. Surrender or war. ”

Yin Ji looked at Xiong Tianye's head, her eyes struggled, and she wanted to surrender but was a little unwilling, "If you do this, aren't you afraid that Ding Chunqiu will trouble you?"

Ajram didn't want to explain, and his body began to walk back, nodding his head as he passed Kumachi's side. Gu Mozhi's expression froze, he waved his big hand, and said in a cold tone, "Kill." ”

As the first person, he did the trick, and the flame knife slashed directly at Yin Ji, and his body slapped it with a palm. Before Yin Ji could react, she was thinking about whether to surrender to protect the sect, but Kumachi's attack had arrived, so it seemed that there was no chance left for her.

Yin Ji Yinnu Dafa operated, she showed her hand and waved it, and the five paw prints were grabbed out of thin air, and the true qi transformed into a form to disperse the flame knife, and at the same time, her body took the initiative to meet it, and her slender hand was on the palm force, which actually blocked the innate skill of Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi was also stunned, with a few innate moves in the top realm, it was not nothing, but the exercises must be clever, which was immediately interested in him who became a martial idiot, and directly turned his palm into a finger, and shot with his fingers.

Yin Ji's body swayed like a snake, she avoided her fingers, and the Dafa of the maiden charmed Gu Mozhi, as if the little girl was innocent and unclean, "Brother, do you really want to kill me?" Gu Mozhi saw this little girl in his eyes, as if he had returned to the past, it was the era of two little guesses, his attack slowed down slightly, but suddenly he returned to clarity again, "Demon girl." "The mighty King Kong palm slapped wildly.

Yin Ji raised her hand to bombard, and her slender palm suddenly slammed up, "Mei Magic Heart Palm." The two were full of energy, and each retreated under the impact of internal force. She didn't spare her hand, and with all her strength, she forced the innate Gu Mozhi to retreat. However, after all, the internal qi was not as strong as the other party, and a mouthful of blood spit out and stained his chest red.

A little plum dip on the chest, bewitching and poignant. Yin Ji wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, her eyes flowed, and the Dafa of the Maiden was transformed to the extreme, and the palm that Gu Mozhi followed stopped in mid-air, hesitating whether it should really be beaten.

Zheluo Xing's fist method is world-famous, he killed a disciple, his body turned around and slapped away the girl who attacked Nemo Xing with a palm, and his fist turned into a shape and rushed out, only to see the girl vomiting blood in the air and falling to the ground, struggling for a few times without breath. Polo Star Vajra slapped a woman away, and her body exploded close to the internal force, shaking back several disciples in an instant. The three of them attacked and defended each other, but the killing was far less fast than when the Golden Sword Gate came.

Bo Luo Xing retreated to Zhe Luo Xing's side, "Senior brother, these women's martial arts are not high, but that Maiden Dafa is too demonic, and if you are not careful, you will fall into it and can't extricate yourself." Do you have any good ideas?"

Zheluo Xing's face was ugly, he was congenitally entangled by a group of first- and second-rate women, and he was never able to kill. "Senior brother, as long as you don't look at their eyes, the effect will be weakened a lot, and then don't hesitate to kill them immediately. His words are not unreasonable, but they are easier said than done.

Nemo Xing swung his move to attack the woman, he reflected his palm on the opponent's back, and his body was close to Zheluo Xing, "Senior brother, it's not a way to go on like this, although we are congenital, but there are many of them, if we can't leave early, I'm afraid they will be besieged." ”

Zheluo Xing's eyes looked at the living Buddha, but he saw that the other party's eyelids were not raised, a move was a move, and a move was a death, and his body walked straight, as if the Buddha was in the world, and he was not panicked. Zheluo Xing was amazed, although the martial arts of the Living Buddha were lower than theirs, but his state of mind was stronger by more than several levels, and he really deserved to be a reincarnated person.

Ajram's eyes had been watching the field, and he saw that Kumachi slapped him, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and his eyes struggled and hesitated, and his expression was painful. He couldn't help frowning, paused, he thought of a way, "The Buddha said, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it." ...... According to Prajnaparamita, the mind is free of obstacles, there are no obstacles, there is no fear, and it is far away from upside-down dreams, and it is nirvana. Kumachi, you haven't woken up soon. The Buddha's horn is like a bell curtain drum in the morning, and the loud shouting sound woke up Gu Mozhi, and the divine light in his eyes reunited, and the powerful Vajra palm condensed and transformed, and the cover pressed down.

Yin Ji couldn't imagine that her maiden Dafa was broken by a little lama's Buddha horn, and she was attacked all of a sudden, she was physically and mentally exhausted and tried her best to slap it, and she also left without a little hesitation. But Gu Mozhi would let her go easily, and her figure followed the flower finger and shot out, and the fiery red energy ran through Yin Ji's chest.

Gu Mozhi looked at her side, and without waiting for her to say the words of surrender, the flame knife shot out and cut off her beautiful head, and the true qi turned into a form and grabbed it, and after wrapping it, he instantly sent out several red flame knives at the many female disciples who rushed over, and shot out pieces of blood.

The living Buddha Ajram pronounced the Buddha's name, and he took the lead in walking out, and Gu Mozhi followed behind and didn't care about the maiden gang. For a sect that has lost its head and most of its best hands, it is destined to mean loneliness. (To be continued......)