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Brother, you should not speak lightly because he can be of great importance.

Monk Guan's eyes were solemn and sincere, and he looked at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang pressed Qianhuang Sword with his hand, his mind trembled slightly, his bleeding lips trembled, and he stared ahead. The bald monk in the heavy rain flashed with light on his golden robe on his body, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a little curve. This moment is worth laughing, "Brother."

In life, it is hard to find a close friend.

It is a blessing to be able to win a brother.

At the same time, Xiao Yang took advantage of this moment and fell to the side of the "Rabbit Spirit". The whip marks and blood on his body looked extremely ferocious under the heavy rain.

Xiao Yang's heart felt cramped.

With a wave of his arm, he took back the "Rabbit Spirit" [Ancient Prehistoric World].

It can only be taken back when it is unconscious.

Otherwise... it doesn't want to.

The heavy rain was pouring, and Xiao Yang had a trace of water on his face.

"So it's you." At this time, the throne Changtao recognized Monk Guan, and naturally knew that Xiao Yang was the mysterious person who mistakenly thought he was the descendant of the Tianji Sect last night.

The person I was trying to capture appeared in front of me last night.

After a change of thought, the aura of Changtao's throne immediately locked Xiao Yang completely.

If Xiao Yang was the descendant of the mysterious Tianji Sect last night, his means of escape must be very great. He must be guarded. The throne Changtao still remembers the shocking scene last night, and the descendant of the mysterious Tianji Sect disappeared directly in front of him.

The same thing cannot happen again.

Escape, the moment she appeared tonight, Xiao Yang had already thought behind his mind.

Fight to the death!

"Kill my elder brother, pass my level first!" At this time, a loud shout was heard. Monk Guan Guo held the Vajra Magic Suppression Wand and rushed up suddenly. With a shout, the golden light of the Vajra Magic Suppression Wand spread out into a long path, lying between Xiao Yang and Chang Tao's throne.

"Monk, go back!" Xiao Yang exclaimed!

I was stunned.

With the strength of the thirteen transformations of the sacred monk, he would undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg.

"Moths flew into the fire, don't know how to live or die."

A killing intention flashed across Changtao's seat's eyes.

He had a desire for this young monk, but Monk Guan was brother and brother to the great enemy of the Divine Bian Sect. Changtao's throne could not tolerate him, and the murderous intent surged!

Capturing Xiao Yang alive was the order of the Hanbing Immortal.

As for the little monk...killed!

The Changtao Zun grabbed the arm in the void, and an invisible arm appeared directly above the head of the monk Guan, and slapped it hard...

boom!

The monk was photographed and the golden cicada robe burst into bright golden light.

The power of the defensive master-recognized magic weapon resisted most of the attacks. Even so, Monk Guan could not help but gust of blood.

Whoosh!

At this time, Xiao Yang's figure flashed over and pulled Monk Guan back directly.

"This old thing is really strong." Monk Guan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, but smiled with a chuckling look, "Brother, the monk can still fight."

"Stop." Xiao Yang grabbed Monk Guan and said coldly, "Go behind me."

"Believe in the monk!" Monk Guan directly threw Xiao Yang's hand away.

The figure rushed up again like an arrow...

"Go!" Xiao Yang was shocked.

"Let's take a look first." Xiaojiu's voice came to Xiao Yang's mind, and he said in a deep voice, "This little monk is not simple. Don't forget that he is the reincarnation of the Arhat, and has the Buddha's inheritance! Judging from the progress of his various master-recognized magic weapons and the progress of his strength, the Buddha's inheritance he has obtained is definitely different from the other generations of the strongest sword immortal you have accepted. The strongest sword immortal just leaves a power of obsession to extradite you to understand the sword. The Buddha's inheritance he has accepted is very likely to be the personal inheritance of the Buddha's power!"

"This monk must have a trump card."

Xiao Yang raised his eyes and stared at the monk Guan who rushed out like a moth to the fire, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, and his figure rushed out at the same time.

He could not allow Monk Guan to fight alone.

Brothers, fight side by side.

Monk Guan Guo held the Vajra magic wand in his hand, like a Vajra Arhat coming to the world, and his eyes rushed straight.

The throne Changtao did not take it in his eyes at all. The long whip trembled quickly and broke through the sky with a bang, falling on the monk Guan like a demon.

At this moment, Xiao Yangzheng's eyes were about to break, and the flying sword rushed forward like lightning...

However, Monk Guan did not hide, and his eyes instantly filled with extremely holy Buddha light. His figure crossed his head and formed a Buddhist green lotus barrier with his hands. "In a moment, the Buddha statue is golden body!"

Endless golden light filled out, centered on the monk in the capital. In an instant, the whip shadow of the Changtao throne was dispersed, and within Xiao Yang's figure, he was also retreated dozens of meters by a strange force.

The light flashed between the eyebrows of the monk Guan's eyebrows, and above the endless sky above the head, like the Buddhas in the sky chanting the Buddhist scriptures, a powerful force poured down and fell above the head of the monk Guan's monk.

"Ah! Ni! Tu! Buddha!"

The figure of the monk Guan jumped up slowly, and his eyes glanced ahead as if they had penetrated thousands of years.

The breath became extremely powerful.

Climbing sharply!

The Changtao's seat changed color, his eyes almost narrowed by the golden light, and his figure took a few steps back...

"This is..." Xiao Yang's eyes were shocked, "What secret method is so terrifying!" Xiao Yang could feel that the strength of the monk Cang at this moment had at least risen to an extremely close thunder disaster.

Although he is still weaker than Changtao's throne, it is an extremely heaven-defying secret technique.

"In a thousand years, the Buddha statue is golden body!"

Inside the golden axe between Xiao Yang's eyebrows, Xiao Jiu's voice muttered to himself, staring at the front of him like a Buddha statue descending to the mountain. "In a thousand years... it was him... Now the little monk and Xiao Yang have formed a life-and-death friendship, which is fate!" Then, Xiao Jiu's voice sounded in Xiao Yang's mind, "Xiao Yang, meeting this little monk is a great opportunity for you. Just take advantage of the present, you will realize the truth immediately! Don't think too much about anything, the monk's current strength can support it for a while."

"Enlightenment?" Xiao Yang was puzzled and spoke in a daze.

"Didn't you feel the Buddha light spreading from the monk's body at this moment, containing swordsmanship?" Xiao Jiu's voice resounded in Xiao Yang's mind like enlightenment.

"Buddhist light, sword path!"

Xiao Yang opened his eyes wide. The two seemed to have nothing to do with each other. How could it be...

Pupils shrank sharply.

His mind was not here before, so he didn't feel it. After Xiaojiu reminded him, Xiao Yang truly felt it! "What kind of powerful force is that he actually integrated the sword path into the Buddha's light!"

Xiao Yang was extremely shocked.

"In a thousand years, Buddha Sword Immortal! What Monk Guan accepted is the inheritance of Buddha Sword Immortal! In the Buddha's way, he is at the level of Buddha, but before that, he is even more sword Immortal! I will tell you about Buddha Sword Immortal in the future." Xiao Jiu's voice shook Xiao Yang's mind, "Don't think too much, hurry up and realize the truth! This opportunity was exchanged for by the little monk with his vitality."

Xiaojiu urged, "The secret technique of ten thousand years is equivalent to the little monk borrowing a piece of power from the Buddha Sword Immortal. Such a method of borrowing power may make the little monk's life short of nearly ten years."

The price is tragic!

“It is impossible to use easily.”

Xiao Yang took a deep breath. At this moment, all the feelings can only be hidden deep in his heart.

The heavy rain cannot wash away the thick layer of golden Buddha light.

Xiao Yang sat cross-legged with an extremely cold expression.

In my mind, the virtual sword vibrates!

The power of Tao is at four levels.

The way is in the slightest!

The sharpness of Tao!

The Tao is shocking the immortal!

The question of Tao!

Xiao Yang's sword power was long in the late stage of the Tao's subtlety, but it was still at the first level.

If you can break through to the second level of "The Straight of Tao"!

Show your sharpness!

That is the first step to truly breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

Qualitative breakthrough.

So Xiaojiu just spoke up to remind Xiao Yang to seize this rare opportunity and the opportunity that Monk Guan sacrificed his vitality for exchange.

Buddha's light calms his mind, sword's will enlighten the truth.

At this moment, Xiao Yang's face was reflected by the Buddha's light, as if it was extremely sacred.
To be continued...