Attacking and defending, it seemed that there was a stalemate, but after a moment, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and Bai Lan suddenly retreated for a mile in mid-air before stopping. There was a feather fan in front of him.

"Qing Yushan, I didn't expect Queen Bai to give this magic weapon to you. She treats you so well, but have you ever thought about how much trouble this will bring to her?"

"There's no need to blame someone if you want to."

The black-robed prime minister turned his head and glanced at Wu Sheng and the others.

"He's looking at us." Su Yao looked stern, and her magic power fluctuated a little.

The prime minister in black robe waved his hand, and something flew out of his hand. Then the green feather fan in Bai Lan's hand became bright, but it dimmed suddenly in just a moment. A ripple suddenly appeared in front of her, and the void seemed to dim suddenly.

It was a bit blurry, and a circular hole seemed to appear in front of her.

"You are indeed proficient in the method of turning the void mirror!" the black-robed prime minister said coldly.

Bai Lan said nothing, holding a green feather fan and looking coldly at the black-robed prime minister.

"Things are just as I expected. That's it. Don't blame me for being ruthless!" After saying this, he waved suddenly, and a white light flew out, and there was a faint strange sound, like the cry of an eagle or the chirping of cicadas.

The green feather fan in Bai Lan's hand emitted cyan brilliance, and the void in front of him dimmed. In just an instant, the cyan light secretly channeled, the void shattered, Bai Lan fell back, his body trembled, and the white gauze on his face was stained with blood.

"The sword rings in the air!" Su Yao looked horrified.

"Sounds like another great magic weapon!" Wu Sheng turned to look at Su Yao aside, "You have quite a lot of treasures in Qingqiu!"

"The Kongming Dao is one of the most powerful magic weapons in Qingqiu, but it has not been seen in the world for hundreds of years. No one knows where it is. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of this old guy!"

"Donor Su, will you admit your mistake?"

"No, first of all, when the Kongming Sword is drawn out, there will be a strange sky-singing sound, like the chirping of birds, the chirping of cicadas, or the roar of phoenixes and dragons. It is very strange. Secondly, the sword that Lord Bai Lan is holding is

It is the Blue Feather Fan, the magic weapon of the White Queen. It is rumored that it is made of the feathers of the sacred bird Blue Bird. It is a rare treasure. There are only a handful of treasures that can break open the Green Feather Fan so easily. The other few are in the hands of the Emperor and the White Queen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of chirping came again, and a shadow appeared behind Bai Lan. It was a huge white fox with seven huge tails behind it.

Seven-tailed demon fox?

"My virtual image has appeared, Lord Bai Lan is in danger." Su Yao said.

"Donor Su, are you sure you can deal with Nakong Mingdao?"

"Now in Qingqiu, unless the emperor and Queen Bai come, no one can deal with this old guy!"

"Then let's stay here quietly. I hope he won't come to trouble us later." Wu Sheng said calmly after hearing this.

"I will help Master Bai Lan at the critical moment."

"Why? You have a grudge against that prime minister?"

"When I had a grudge, Master Bai Lan once helped me."

"Thank you for your kindness, benefactor Su. Please protect my uncle." Wu Sheng did not forget to remind him.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt him."

The kongming knife sounded for the third time, and the light flashed past. It was not gorgeous, but it was full of murderous intent.

The green feather fan, the jade flute, and the turning mirror in the void are nothing more than a sword.

The magic weapon lost its light, the magical power had no effect, and even the huge virtual image behind Bai Lan suddenly dimmed.

No magic weapon or magical power can withstand the huge power of the "Kong Ming Dao".

In mid-air, Bai Lan's body suddenly trembled and he fell down, his blood staining his robe red.

"Donor Bai can't stop it, that magic weapon is really powerful!" Wu Sheng said with emotion.

Buzz, the sword in the sky is about to ring for the fourth time,

Su Yao suddenly took action and the sword shot out of the air. But in an instant, her sword flew out of the air and disappeared into a jungle. Su Yao snorted and took a dozen steps back.

This is the power of a heavy treasure. Even if the cultivation level of the two people is not far apart, if someone holds a powerful magic weapon in his hand, it may be easier to defeat the other person, not to mention the cultivation level of the black-robed prime minister himself.

You should be higher up than Su Yao.

"If your father comes here, you might be able to compete with me."

After the black robe finished speaking, the sword in the air was about to sound again, but the man suddenly swayed, staggered, and almost fell down, as if he had been hammered by something. He turned his head and looked at Wu Sheng.

"The monk is so good at cultivation."

"The donor deserves the reward."

"Don't mind your own business."

"If the donor lets us go, we won't mind our own business," Wu Sheng said calmly.

The prime minister's black robe stirred, and the sound of thunder in the air resounded again. A sword light came over him instantly. There was no earth-shattering momentum, no gorgeous brilliance. The three-foot sword light was crystal clear, but it contained a restrained power and contained an unparalleled sharp edge.

Wusheng horizontal sword,

The sword of Buddhism, the sword of Shushan,

A sword is placed in front of him. The sword light is no more than three feet long. The divine power is also restrained in it. It is scorching with golden flames and has a three-foot sharp edge.

Facing Qingqiu's heavy treasure, he didn't dare to entrust it and held the sword in both hands.

At this moment, he heard a strange sound, a harsh noise, and the Buddhist sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

The three-foot blade was stopped by him with his three-foot sword edge.

rise,

The Buddhist sword in his hand was like a sudden movement, and the three-foot blade soared into the sky, above the air, and broke into the clouds.

"This is Shushan Sword Technique!" The black-robed prime minister looked surprised.

How could a Buddhist monk use the Shushan Sword Technique? This is surprising in itself, but this monk also used the Shushan Sword Technique to block the Qingqiu treasure "Kong Ming Dao".

Good knife!

Wu Sheng couldn't help but admire.

What a sword!

He once boasted, not about himself but about the Buddhist sword in his hand.

"This is Qingqiu, monk, please don't meddle in other people's business!"

"As long as the donor withdraws from the four-pillar prison formation, the poor monk will leave immediately!" Wu Sheng said.

"That's it, I'll give the monk a ride over there."

Thinking about the Kong Ming Dao again, the three-foot blade was about to arrive in a moment. Wu Sheng held the Buddhist sword and swung the sword to meet him. The three-foot sword's edge did not miss the Kong Ming Dao's edge at all.

Wu Sheng stepped into the air and disappeared. The next moment, the Buddha's finger landed on the prime minister's black robe. His robe bulged up, and then quickly sunk down.

cross section,

A sword light came at the same time,

The black-robed prime minister suddenly exuded a powerful force that swept from all directions in an instant.

Wu Sheng used the Buddhist sword in his hand to cut a gap in the mighty mountain and pierced his black robe. The next moment he disappeared, and then a piece of crystal clear sword light flew out from him, like a

Like a thousand girls scattering flowers.

Beautiful, dangerous, deadly.

This piece of sword light is all in vain,

The next moment Wu Sheng appeared again, this time in front of the black-robed prime minister.

"Buddhist Divine Foot Pass!"

The Inanimate Buddha Sword fell down and was blocked by a knife. The knife was shrouded in a ball of fluorescence, and the blade could not be seen clearly. Only a strange chirping sound was heard, which kept reaching the ears.

In a daze, two black robes appeared in front of Wu Sheng's eyes. One held a knife to block the Buddha's sword, while the other stabbed with a knife on one side. Wu Sheng hurriedly dodged and took one step through the air. When he looked up, he found that

The black-robed prime minister was actually right in front of him, and the sound of a sword in the air could be heard in his ears.

Go again,

The man still followed closely, the knife was still ringing,

Om,

Wusheng Luck invoked the Dharma, and with a Buddhist mantra, golden light scattered in all directions. The prime minister in black robe shook slightly.

Well,

The second mantra is followed closely by the thought,

Then the figure of the black-robed prime minister suddenly shattered, like burnt paper ashes, scattered in the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

On the other side, Su Yao's face was pale, and Bai Lan's white robe was a little redder.

"Be careful, his illusions are very powerful!"

In the short moment just now, Wu Sheng almost got killed. Su Yao and Bai Lan blocked the black robe for him for a moment. The "Kong Ming Dao" in the opponent's hand was too powerful. Did they have the Buddhist sword in Wu Sheng's hand?
Chapter completed!