Seeing that Gu Mozhi's two "flame knives" were about to hit his body, Duan Xing was not afraid of danger, and secretly made the "Pure Heart Technique", his body and mind were instantly calm, and in a tenth of an instant, he found the suppressed true qi flow trajectory in his body.

Facing Gu Mozhi's sneering eyes, Duan Xing shouted: "Open it for me!"

"Boom!"

It is like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and it is like a powerful beating of the human heart.

As Duan Xing shouted, the true qi that was originally scattered in his body was instantly gathered together again, just like the stragglers who had found an organization and formed a disciplined team.

At the moment when Duan Xing regained control of his true qi, the true qi in his body was like a dragon out of the sea, and countless loud noises came out of the "boom", violently rushing away from the control of Gu Mozhi's "nine-character mantra".

Then, at an incredible angle, Duan Xing turned around to avoid a "flame knife" slashing at the head, but a few hairs were blown off by the knife wind, and the blow that slashed at the body was not completely dodged.

With a "snort", he picked up a clump of flesh and blood, and the second flame knife hit the temple wall behind Duan Xing firmly.

The wall was torn apart in an instant, and the sky was full of flames.

Duan Xing frowned, and secretly said: "This monk's martial arts are getting higher and higher, it seems that if you want to take him down today, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort." ”

Secretly mobilizing the true qi in his body to suppress the injuries on his waist, Duan Xing didn't look at it, and his left and right hands respectively used the "Shaoshang Sword" and "Zhongchong Sword" in the "Six Veins Divine Sword", and followed the divine sense that probed out, hitting the Jiu Mo Zhi Mei Heart Acupoint and Tan Zhong Acupoint.

Gu Mozhi didn't even sweep his eyes, but with his grasp of the surrounding airflow, the Lingtai was clear for a while, and he made a "Ling Bo micro step" under his feet without panic, stepping on one foot on the left and one step on the right. The figure shook two times in a row, easily dodging the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" played by Duan Xing, and then shouted violently, "Pick up the Poor Monk Flame Sword again!"

Brush brush brush.

The air around him instantly became hot, and it turned out to be the two flame knives shot by the monk Gu Mozhi, which actually collided in the air. Then it split into four, and four flaming knives flew out of the air in a change of direction.

This is not over, after the four flame knives rotated half a circle in the air at a speed beyond the naked eye of ordinary people, they collided again, instantly divided into eight, and then at a speed close to the speed of sound, they took Duan Xing directly from eight directions, up and down, left and right, southeast, northwest and northwest, which simply made people feel like there was no way to go to the sky and no door to the ground.

Duan Xing's pupils tightened, and he couldn't hide his strength anymore. The true qi in the body circulated rapidly, and the thirty-six Northern Darkness Cyclones were launched with all their might, and in an instant of one ten-thousandth, everyone on the periphery only felt that time seemed to stop for a moment, and the air around Duan Xing's body seemed to be stagnant, and then suddenly, he burst out with unrivaled energy.

I saw Duan Xing's left and right fingers waving again and again, and the six-vein sword array that had not been seen for a long time reappeared in everyone's field of vision. The flame knife that seemed to fill all corners of the space was like the insects and beasts flying around in nature, and accidentally fell into the spider that patiently waited to hunt its prey. Firmly locked in cobwebs.

The entire eight flame swords fell neatly into the six-vein sword array, and with a flash of light, the eyes of the martial artists below the innate realm exploded with a "bang". Only the martial artists above the innate realm were barely fine, but they were also affected by the light of the collision of the two true qi. I was blind in front of my eyes, and I only regained my vision after half a ring.

But seeing that there was a vacuum in the sky above the Great Wheel Temple, and even the air made a "zizi" sound, just when everyone was surprised by the damage caused by Duan Xing and Gu Mozhi, Duan Xing shouted, "Where to escape!"

It turned out that Haruma saw that the situation was not good. I got up early with the plan to run away, first used the "chaotic flame knife" that had studied all my life and consumed a full fifty percent of the internal force in my body, and then took advantage of Duan Xing's coping with it, and quickly retreated, so that Ling Bo walked away with a small step, and even took care of my own foundation, Dalun Temple, and was eager to protect himself first, as long as he resolved this disaster, Dalun Temple could be re-established at any time.

Gu Mozhi has strong martial arts, profound internal strength, and is ready to escape in advance, and what he exerts is the peerless light skill "Ling Bo Weibu", which is really a blink of an eye, and the person floats out for dozens of miles.

Even if it is to escape, the monk's robe is also lightly swayed, no messy, the posture is even more chic, as if dancing, the direction of the I Ching under his feet, the end is extraordinary, people can't see the number of roads, the jewels on the body are leaving a dreamlike trace, and there is even a faint burst of Sanskrit sound and sandalwood in the air, which makes people feel stunned, and secretly said: "It is really a figure like a god in the sky." ”

Even the monks of the Great Wheel Monastery forgot that Kumazhi had left them behind and ran away on their own, still chanting the Sanskrit scriptures aloud, watching the Dharma King run away, with a serene expression and no resentment.

Only the killers of Yanyulou are ruthless, they are used to seeing all kinds of dead people under their hands, and their martial arts have been promoted to the innate realm, whether it is their will or their minds, they are relatively firm, and in just half a breath, they adjusted their identities one after another, and chased after Duan Xing, leaving only two killers to guard the dilapidated Dalun Temple.

As for the remaining protectors of the Great Wheel Temple, they were wounded and dead, and a few of them were intact, and they were also shot out by Duan Xing's sword qi intentionally or unintentionally in the previous battle between Duan Xing and Gu Mozhi, and they were injured by Duan Xing's sword qi, and they didn't have much combat power, so they couldn't cause any trouble to the two killers in Yanyu Tower.

This battle is complicated to say, but in fact, it was only a short quarter of an hour, and everyone fought several times, including Duan Xing and Gu Mozhi's duel against each other, and it also ended quickly in a short time.

Duan Xing's side had the mentality of grabbing the live mouth, and he beat him to death without coming up. Gu Mozhi was ready to run away from the beginning, and he had no intention of calculating it, so he let Gu Mozhi take the lead.

In this way, the front of the monk fluttered incomparably running, the middle Duan Xing was like an immortal descending to earth, chic than the monk more than the other, but it was a stuffy head to catch up, from time to time also shot out a few "six-vein sword", the front of the monk trembled, and there were many holes on the monk's clothes. Behind it is a group of black-clothed killers forming a black group, rolling up the dust, just like the crow migrating tail chasing and killing, the momentum is shocking, but the more you chase the distance, the farther away.

It stands to reason that Duan Xing's skill is more profound than Gu Mozhi, and the two of them are cultivating the same Ling Bo microstep, Duan Xing can continue to shoot the "Six-Vein Divine Sword" in the back to harass, and it should be a matter of minutes to catch up with Gu Mozhi, but the strange thing is that Duan Xing's speed is actually the same as that of the black army behind, so that Gu Mozhi runs farther and farther, and after turning a hill, he completely loses his figure.

Standing on a small hill, the leader of the man in black stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Landlord, do you want to issue a lore order to find out Gu Mozhi?"

Duan Xing glanced meaningfully at the direction in which Gu Mozhi left, and said meaningfully: "It's nothing more than those two places, and the snake needs to be grassed first." ”

Leaving the leader of the killer who couldn't figure it out, as soon as he turned around, Duan Xing returned to the location of the Dalun Temple, and the black-clothed killers hurriedly followed, only the killer leader hurriedly followed while bowing his head and secretly pondering the meaning of Duan Xing's words, but he knew that everyone returned to the Dalun Temple, and they didn't understand the deep meaning, so they had to sigh secretly: "The landlord is really the landlord, and it is very unthinkable." ”

When he arrived at the temple, Duan Xing looked around at the remaining monks of the Great Wheel Temple, except for those few Dharma protectors who were highly skilled, but were injured, and glared at Duan Xing angrily, the other monks were all trembling, not knowing what the fate of the others would be.

He showed a peaceful appearance before, that is, Gu Mozhi launched the exercises before leaving, and the monks were not strong enough, and all of them were affected by their consciousness.

Now, Gu Mozhi is far away, everyone slowly recovers, looking at the fierce and vicious black-clothed man in front of him, and then looking at the countless corpses lying around him, he said in his heart that he is not afraid that it is fake, he only hopes that Gu Mozhi, the first evil, will run away, and the black-clothed killer opposite can let him and others go.

No matter what kind of eyes the monks looked at Duan Xing, Duan Xing ignored them all, he saw a lot of life and death in the Southern Wilderness, this level was just a drop in the bucket, only the weak would glare, they would beg, and they would expect to get the mercy of the strong.

Looking at the Dharma protectors of the Dalun Temple with a cold eye, Duan Xing asked, "Does anyone know where Gu Mozhi is detaining a Taoist?"

Quiet.

No one spoke, only the low cry of the young monk and the faintly smug eyes of several Dharma protectors.

Without warning, Duan Xing raised his hand and pointed it.

The Great Wheel Temple has one less Dharma protector and one more corpse with a hollow forehead.

The monks were suddenly silent, and even the young monk who was still crying quietly was curled up in a ball in fright, and he didn't even dare to look at Duan Xing.

"Whoever knows the answer to the last question will get out of here alive. As if it wasn't himself who killed just now, Duan Xing asked with a smile.

Inadvertently, Duan Xing displayed the "Power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons", and a monk seemed to be about to speak, but he was angrily shouted by the most short-tempered Dharma Protector: "Bah!

The monk immediately shrank back, his eyes looked straight at the ground, but he didn't say a word.

This time, without waiting for Duan Xing to make a move, he had the diligent black-clothed killer, for fear that others would rob him of the opportunity to perform, so he hurriedly jumped out and pounced on the Dharma protector, his right hand turned into a claw, and he pressed the other party's head with one hand, and then asked Duan Xing with his eyes.

Seeing that Duan Xing didn't say anything, he smiled fiercely and said, "Okay, you monk bald donkey, go to hell and continue to protect your master." ”

The internal strength exploded, and the head under the claws was like a tofu flower wrapped in red blood clots, and with a "bang", it exploded in pieces, and the red and white splashed on the faces of the monks around them, and countless frightened sounds were heard immediately.

The black-clothed killer licked the brains in his palm, and his eyes slowly turned to the monk who wanted to speak before, and the monk instantly soaked his robe in a cold sweat, and crawled to Duan Xing's feet in fright, and said eagerly: "I said, I said, the poor monk knows where that Taoist is imprisoned." (To be continued.) )