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"Demon death!" Master Fa Ding roared like thunder, the monk's robe fluttered and strode close, and a bowl-thick Tianfeng Zen staff in his hand smashed down towards Diao Xiaosi.

Master Fa Ding was born with divine power and is more than eight feet long, in the Emei Ci'en Temple Ding Zi generation of the monks known for their bravery and martial arts in the two ways of righteousness and demons, this style of "outside the six acts of the sky" is furious and fierce abnormal, the black Zen staff is like Mount Tai pressing the top weight of more than 10,000 jun, the place where the ten zhang Fang Yuan Gang wind is like a tide, setting off a surging tide such as an avalanche tsunami.

Diao Xiaosi's whole body was shrouded in the cane, and unless he could escape ten zhang away in an instant, no matter how he flashed and moved, he would not be able to escape the head blow of the Tianfeng Zen Staff.

In normal times, he would definitely cut corners and try his best to avoid its edge, but at this moment, he was harboring a sense of anger and had nowhere to vent, and when he saw Master Fading raising his staff to attack, he immediately didn't want to slash his blade with a knife!

Master Pain Ding was watching the battle while treating Master Sorrow, and he couldn't help but be happy when he saw this scene.

He knows better than anyone how powerful Master Fading's style of "Heaven Hangs Six Scenes" is, this little monk doesn't know the height of the sky, and he actually tries to confront Master Fading head-on, just afraid that just this one will be blasted to the bone and tendons, and vomit blood and die.

"Keng!" The Tianfeng Zen Staff collided with the Zhao Wuling King Killing Hu Dao in the air, and a string of dazzling lights splashed in all directions.

Master Fa Ding's huge body involuntarily took three steps back, the Tianfeng Zen staff in his hand bounced high, his arms were slightly numb, and his chest was depressed for a while.

Looking at Diao Xiaosi's figure again, he just shook it twice and stood firmly, not to mention that his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and he didn't even squirt a mouthful of blood.

Master Fa Ding was stunned, unable to believe that such a little doll in his twenties had taken a staff that he had blasted out with eight successes as if nothing had happened.

His bones "crackled" and burst into a thick golden mist, and he shouted: "Eat me again!"

"You are an immortal, and the whole family is iron-struck?" Diao Xiaosi took a hard hit from Master Fa Ding's "Outside the Six Scenes of the Sky", although he was shocked to the point that his eyes were full of gold stars, he felt indescribably comfortable, and saw that the opponent's second staff attacked without saying anything, and the spirit of bravery was born spontaneously, and the Jindan Avenue Ding Devouring Star Devouring Sky Rhubarb Court rushed and roared straight through his right arm, and the killing qi of thousands of troops and horses slashed out.

In an instant, he clearly felt the eternal pride from the golden iron horse in the sword of King Zhao Wuling, and the heart and the knife were in harmony with the spirit and the mind - although tens of millions of people went to me!

"Woo-" The sword wind roared like a golden drum and the horn shook the sky, and a distant atmosphere of the ancient battlefield of Yan Zhao's tragic song and iron blood was imminent.

Zhao Wuling King Killing Hu Dao also felt the change in the master's temperament, the sword spirit that had been sleeping for thousands of years was completely awakened, and the blade buzzed and trembled, and the wisps of blood rippled out, and the power suddenly increased by fifty percent!

"Huh?" Master Fa Ding keenly noticed that Diao Xiaosi and the Zhao Wuling King Killing Knife in his hand had undergone a reborn change in the snap of his fingers, or more precisely, a kind of sublimation, a kind of nirvana!

However, his Heavenly Wind Zen Staff has already blasted out, and if he wants to change his moves at this time, he will definitely lose his momentum and be suppressed by his opponent. What's more, he didn't believe in his heart that his skills would be inferior to a little hairy boy who had not dried up!

So his figure did not retreat, but advanced, raised his tiger roar, and swept the Tianfeng Zen staff with both arms, opening and slamming down!

"Keng!" Zhao Wuling King Hu Killing Knife and Tianfeng Zen Staff struck firmly in one place, and a ball of light exploded like rolling thunder, and the earth under everyone's feet was trembling, and the "Karala" cracked like a spider web.

Master Fa Ding's face was congested with blood as if he was drunk, and he stumbled back and retreated seven steps, leaving two strings of deep and shallow footprints in front of him, which was even greater than the loss in the first round!

At this time, the surroundings of the battlefield suddenly became silent, and everyone subconsciously held their breath and looked at the old and young in the field in a daze.

On one side is the calm and breezy Diao Xiaosi, and on the other side is the thunderous Master Fading, anyone with a normal brain and no blind eyes can easily see the difference between the superior and the inferior.

But all of them combined, none of them were more shocked by Master Fading himself at the moment.

His chest was churning with qi and blood, his ears seemed to be rumbling and vibrating with countless bells and drums, his arms were sore and twitching, and there were faint signs of losing his strength, which was something he had never done since he cultivated to become a great achievement.

Among the senior monks of Emei Ci'en Temple, his cultivation is only about ten, and he has not been among the world-famous "one temple and nine tripods". However, with his heroic spirit and the "Vajra Zen Gong" that he had cultivated for nearly a jiazi, he still sat firmly on the throne of the precept elder and had not tasted defeat for decades.

However, to this day, the fierceness and courage that he is most proud of in his life have been incredibly defeated by Diao Xiaosi. If the person opposite was Ning Wuqi or the sect master of the four sects of the Demon Gate, he could still say that although he was defeated, he was still glorious, but the person standing in front of him was clearly a little monk in his twenties!

He snorted and gasped for two breaths, as if he was competing with someone, and suddenly shouted: "I don't believe it!" The dantian accumulated ten successful forces and flowed Zhou Tian desperately injected into his arms, and the Tianfeng Zen staff collapsed into the clouds and cracked the stone, and he went forward towards Diao Xiaosi for the third time!

"Woo woo woo-" The cane wind rose like a black gold streamer, like a turbulent vortex filling the ten zhang square circle, which was clearly visible. Not to mention flesh and blood, even if you put a piece of refined iron into it at this moment, it will be twisted into powder and wiped out in the blink of an eye!

Diao Xiaosi stood with a sword, the heavens and stars were circulating and supporting, his clothes and hair were flying like flags in the turbulent cane wind, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart.

He has obviously been suffocated for more than a month, especially when he has been empty of a peerless miracle, but he can only watch the old nun in the clothes being beaten by Master Beiding to vomit blood and die in a coma, and the thin flames in his chest are about to explode. If it weren't for the old nun telling him not to open the killing ring as much as possible, Chongxin Peak would have been bleeding a river.

Rao is like this, he doesn't plan to let go of these old bald donkeys, anyway, they all start fighting, so he just has a good time, if he can beat the fake Yuding master out of the turtle shell, it will be even better.

Thinking of this, Diao Xiaosi stepped into the knife without hesitation and slashed at the Tianfeng Zen staff.

"Keng!" the swords and staff struck each other, and this time Master Fa Ding's whole person flew out like a bullet stone!

He was ashamed and angry, only to feel that the stunned eyes of those disciples looking at him contained infinite mockery, and when a long howl sank into the dantian, he smashed his body to the ground, and thuded his feet into the soil, which stopped castration.

But in this way, the sword qi that broke into the body could not be removed smoothly, and the qi and blood violently vibrated and spewed out blood arrows.

Diao Xiaosi defeated Master Fa Ding's fighting spirit even more, and the Zhao Wuling King in his hand killed Hu Dao with a murderous aura through Changhong, and without thinking, he slashed out with a knife, and shouted: "Old thief bald, you also take me three times!"

Master Fa Ding's hands were trembling involuntarily, his legs were in the soil before he could pull them out, and Diao Xiaosi's Zhao Wuling King Killing Knife had already been unreasonably chopped.

He had no time to breathe and suppress his internal injuries, so he had to fight with all his might, and he didn't even realize that he had completely fallen into a situation of being beaten passively after only three faces.

"Keng!" King Zhao Wuling killed Hu Dao and slashed at the Tianfeng Zen staff, and bounced up like a dragonfly dotting water.

Master Fa Ding's body was shaky, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood, but he was shocked to find that there was an extra knife mark on the Tianfeng Zen staff.

There was a flash of lightning in his mind, and he almost lost his voice in shock, because since the fight, Diao Xiaosi has sent a total of four knives, no matter how the battle situation changes, how the moves work, Zhao Wuling Wang Killing Hu Dao has always slashed in the same position, just like measuring it with a ruler!

"Keng, Keng!" Diao Xiaosi didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and he didn't bother to pay attention to what Master Fa Ding thought in his heart, and he casually slashed down with two knives.

The Jindan Avenue in his body bubbled and flowed, transporting the Star-Devouring Sky Rhubarb Court to all the meridians in an endless stream, and finally converging into a torrent and injecting it into his right arm, not at all, his strength was exhausted, and he needed useless luck to breathe, just slash out one after another.

This is also why the original Master of the One Sword Technique Ding was able to compete head-on with Diao Xiaosi, but even if he increased his skill to ten percent, he suffered a greater mystery.

Of course, if he hadn't spent a lot of energy in the battle with the old nun, his current performance would not be so bad.

Master Fa Ding felt that his bone meridians seemed to burst open with every knife he stabbed, his legs continued to sink to the ground, and a mouthful of qi and blood surged up one after another, blocking his throat and his eyes were extremely uncomfortable, and he only hoped to get through this hellish three-knife misfortune as soon as possible.

Who knew that Diao Xiaosi was so excited after the three stabs that he seemed to have completely forgotten to count, and regardless of it, he slashed at the Tianfeng Zen staff without interruption.

"Knor, sonor, sonor—" Master Fading's knees gradually sank into the soil, like a wooden stake, unable to move, and could only passively hold up the cane, and red blood gushed from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

So a monk who was so fierce and mighty almost cried - didn't he say that he would stab him three times, how could he talk like a fart? Half of his body had already been buried in the ground, and what was the difference between splitting it and burying it alive?

But when I heard Diao Xiaosi vaguely seem to be muttering something, I listened to what this kid said: "One, two, three, four, do it again......!"

With a crisp sound of cutting gold and breaking jade, the Tianfeng Zen Staff finally couldn't withstand the stormy slashes of King Zhao Wuling's killing knife, and it broke into two.

"Bang!" The sword qi swept in front of Master Fa Ding's body, and a blood line broke from the center of his eyebrows to his lower abdomen.

Over there, Master Pain Ding has handed over Master Sorrow Ding to the same door to take care of, he was originally reluctant to step forward to attack, but at this moment, seeing that Master Fa Ding was beaten to the point that he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back, and even the Tianfeng Zen Staff was killed by King Zhao Wuling, and most of his lives were difficult to save if he didn't rescue again.

In a hurry, he raised his voice and shouted: "Evil obstacle, don't hurt my junior brother!"