The roar was like the sound of the Buddha, stirring up a noisy aftersound like a wave in the ears. Qin Yan's pupils constricted suddenly, and the dark luck divine thought resisted this invisible impact, and said, "Why is the master so sure that he thinks that Miss Lin and the scriptures are in the car?"

Yemol pinched the Buddha beads in his hand and smiled slightly: "Fate, self-generated induction." ”

Qin Yan said in a deep voice: "Master, don't pretend to be a ghost anymore, you are not a good man and a woman, and you have to see a real chapter under your hand." I'm just a little curious, and I want to ask, how did you find us?"

Yemol sighed and said, "Speaking of which, everything is the Dharma. Do you remember the small village you passed through? The poor monk also happened to pass by, and when he heard them talk about your carriage, he suddenly thought about it, and came to have a look. I didn't want to, but I really met Miss Lin. This is all the Buddha's arrangement, and this little benefactor should not disobey the will of heaven, lest he give his life in vain. ”

Qin Yan sneered: "Monk, according to your actions, is the Buddha willing to accept you?" I heard that you have secretly learned the exquisite martial arts of various factions in the Central Plains, I would like to ask for a few tricks——"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already leaped out, like a gale, and rushed to the front in an instant, and the golden flames between his hands burst into flames, and struck Yemol in the chest.

Yemol calmly watched him fly towards him, and only when he was forced in front of him, did he unhurriedly turn the Buddha beads, raised his left hand, and stretched out a finger to meet the flame of light between Qin Yan's hands.

After a moment of shock, the awe-inspiring Buddha light that accompanied his fingers actually made Qin Yan lose his mind for a moment. Then I heard the terrible sound of the wind in my ears, and the ghosts screamed sadly, as if I was in the purgatory of Shura. Qin Yan's body stiffened, and when he struggled his divine sense to break free from the illusion, he found that the finger had penetrated the light flame of Han Blood, and quietly handed it to him, less than an inch away from the critical point of his eyebrows.

At this juncture, he didn't have time to think about it, his eyes were closed, and the blood and qi in his body flowed with his thoughts, gathering into a surging momentum, and he struggled to hit the black finger with a hammer.

With a muffled sound, Qin Yan's forehead ached, and the violent impact of force made his mind dizzy, and he instinctively fell backwards and flew back. Jemol did not pursue, and the two figures separated. Qin Yan fell back to his original position, his back hit the wall of the car, and the entire carriage shook with a bang. He stood firm in his seat, and tried his best to raise his head, only to feel the sweetness in his mouth, the blood in his chest was agitated, and he almost missed it in one breath.

'This guy is so fierce......

Compared with the last time I saw it in Qingwei Residence, this demon monk seems to have made great progress. With just a face-to-face confrontation, Qin Yan knew that he was by no means an opponent. After opening his mouth and exhaling a breath of turbidity, he patted the wooden board behind him and shouted, "Pierce your hands!

The curtain was lifted suddenly, and Yu Hanyan walked out with a sword, and like a swift wind under his feet, he drew a cold sword light and attacked the door of Yemol. Flying like a fairy, the sword is like the moon, a sword is coming, and ten thousand points of light are with you.

That's the strongest of the Emperor's Amazing Immortal Sword-Ten Thousand Waves Reflecting the Moon!

Yemol remained still, and the sound of the raging wind of the monk's robe being carried by the sword light made a hunting sound. He silently turned the Buddha bead, until the sword qi came to his body and the chill came to his bones, he raised his left hand again and reached out to meet him.

It's still that trick "crossing the doom finger".

The surrounding world drifted away in an instant, and only that dark finger became the only truth between heaven and earth. A finger shot, 10,000 points of light disappeared in an instant, and the moonlight was instantly engulfed by the netherworld, leaving only the putrid mud and sand formed by the corpses of ten thousand ghosts in the weak water of Huangquan rolled over, seeping into the eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and immediately wrapped the whole body, sinking into the abyss, never able to turn over......

Yu Hanyan rushed too quickly, and before Qin Yan could calm down, he had already exchanged hands with Yemol. Qin Yan couldn't catch up, seeing that the light on her sword was getting darker and darker, he knew that the situation was not good, and he didn't care about the blood and qi surging in his body, so he gritted his teeth and rushed out.

"Senior sister, senior sister, I mean 'together', but I didn't let you go to him alone to fight hard!"

Just as he was complaining and rushing forward, he suddenly saw Yu Hanyan snorting, and his figure staggered back two steps, falling right in front of him. Qin Yan raised his eyes and saw that her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, but she had a fierce and cold look, she had just stood firm, and raised her sword again.

"Senior Sister ......"

Yu Hanyan waved his left hand and said fiercely: "Don't make a move, my family will come by yourself!"

"Hey, you're—"

Before Qin Yan could finish speaking, she swung her sword and rushed over again. This time, the light on the sword was as bright as the scorching sun, shining brightly on the earth, and the remnant sun on the horizon was also overshadowed.

Yemol raised his eyebrows, as if his expression had finally moved. He whispered a Buddha horn, the monk's robe vibrate, and he jumped down from the boulder, and the Buddha beads in his palm were flicked, and the golden light was brilliant.

"Good swordsmanship!" Yemol praised, avoiding the edge of the sword, and with a stroke of the middle finger of his right hand, he popped out the Buddha bead again, and collided with the sword body.

Yu Hanyan smiled coldly. Compared to illusion, she may not be as good as this demagogic demon monk, but in terms of swordsmanship, she is confident that except for the strongest master on the Nine Dragon Peak, there is no one in the world who can compare with her. Even Qin Yan, who is proficient in the Imperial Weapon Technique, is not good either!

As a master illusionist, she also knows the weaknesses of casting illusions. As long as it's so fast that you can't do it!

In an instant, the torrent surged, overwhelming the world, and even took advantage of the momentum of the wind to stir up thousands of thunders. The stunning Haoyue sword light slashed indifferently, breaking through the sky-high waves formed by the Buddha beads, and stabbed the demon monk's chest like lightning in the four golden snowflakes.

Yemol retreated, jumped on the boulder again, and looked down while the jade cold smoke was stagnant, only to see that the Buddha bead in his palm had been cut into pieces by the blade of the sword, and a blood mark was even scratched on the back of his right hand, and the red blood seeped out through the dark skin, and then quickly scabbed over and healed.

He spread out his palms, and the remaining few Buddha beads also fell one after another, flicked on the stones, and disappeared into the grass, the golden light disappeared, and there was no longer any conspicuous place.

He stared at Yu Hanyan, and suddenly the corners of his mouth grinned, pulling out an extremely strange smile.

"Yes, you are very good...... "You can actually hurt the Buddha, and you can be regarded as one of the strongest people of today's young generation. Therefore, the Buddha should also be serious and use my most pious prayer to send you back to the West!

Sighing heavily, he repeated: "You can actually destroy the poor monk's Mu Luanzi Buddha beads, you are really good......"

"It's not bad!" Yu Hanyan interrupted coldly, "My family can not only destroy your Buddha beads, but also take your life!"

"Well, let's do it again. If you can do it again, maybe you can really succeed!" After saying this lightly, Yemol closed his eyes, folded his hands, and once again pronounced the Buddha's name, "Nan Wushan Lonely Moon Yin King Rulai!"