"Okay, okay! You bald donkeys, I'm almost bored to death when I hear you chirping on weekdays! I just had to dissect you today to give you a tooth-slapping ceremony!"

All the monks waved their claws angrily, knocking the monks down to the ground. Blood poured out, but no one retreated.

The living ones began to chant sutras to save the dead ones, standing there like wooden stakes.

Seeing this scene, the sentient beings felt a kind of contempt from the bottom of their hearts, and became more and more furious. They grabbed a monk and put it into the bloody mouth and started chewing it. The bones were broken like fried beans, and the blood flowed down the mouth, winding in the

The wild chest of all the creatures is like a blood sacrifice.

Just as he was making a killing spree, a loud shout rang out.

"Stop being so arrogant! Here comes the poor man!"

Kun Qing stood on the top of the Main Hall, holding a jade talisman and pointing directly at the demon.

"Mu Gong curse!"

A stream of green air blows from the east, turning into an illusory thin and tough vine, piercing into the bodies of all beings, twisting and twisting into a web, binding both the body and the soul, and immediately makes them immobile, unable to speak, unable to express their thoughts.

It cannot be turned around, God cannot change.

Lu Zhengkang jumped into the bloody courtyard and looked at the dead monks, his expression unchanged.

He waved gently, and the souls of these people who died in vain flew into his hands with a Grimace Fruit.

Over there, Taoist Kunqing made another strange move, and saw the long sword flying out from behind him like a thunderbolt, piercing Zhongxiangsheng's arm, hoping to use this to save Ning Baiyi.

This is the swordsmanship of Shan Fei!

Use Qi to control the sword and kill the enemy a hundred steps away.

The sword is so bright that it can easily penetrate stone and jade.

However, the sharp sword energy could only cut through the tough skin of all beings, cutting a few ghost faces. The wounds healed immediately, and they were completely fine.

Lu Zhengkang looked at Ning Baiyi. Although she was held by the palm of the world, her life was not in danger for the time being. Her eyes were solemn, and she seemed to be looking for a way to escape.

Taoist Kun Qing's flying sword returned without success, which immediately made him look unhappy.

He raised the command talisman again and shouted: "Those who are about to fight, all march forward in formation!" This is the secret blessing of Liujia, a nine-character mantra.

After reciting the curse, Kun Qing's aura became stronger, and his flying swords moved around him like a dragon.

The Taoist priest put away his command talisman, raised his hand to hold the long sword, and held it upright in front of him, with a solemn and solemn aura, like a divine aid.

"Eat my sword!"

Flying up, stabbing the sword in the air, pointing directly between the eyebrows, it was as bright as the top of Mount Tai, and as fast as a waterfall falling from the sky.

Extreme fourth level, Taibao Jiuhua Sword!

The sword moves lightly, but the dust along the way is cut apart.

This sword is by no means so easy to resist, and the beings who are immobilized by Mu Gong's curse are powerless!

Kun Qing was immersed in the power of the sword both physically and mentally. He felt that his martial arts had reached a new level. It was amazing how the man and sword merged into one!

However, he saw that everyone was showing a ferocious smile.

The power of the spell breaks down.

boom!

One punch!

A punch like a battering ram!

A punch like lightning piercing the air!

Before the Taoist priest could change his move, he was knocked away and fell into the Buddhist temple with a muffled sound.

Lu Zhengkang remained indifferent, standing on the spot and stroking the epiphyllum ghost in his hand.

But Zhongxiangsheng was unwilling to let him go, "There is another little bald donkey! Hehe!" He had the intention of killing him, but looking at Lu Zhengkang's indifferent face, for some reason, his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

The eyes of Zhongxiangsheng became hesitant and fearful, and they muttered, "I'll eat that Taoist priest first, and then I'll eat you!"

At this moment, a clear sword light flew from outside the temple, suddenly like a meteor streaking across the sky.

"Demons, monsters, kill!"

The sword light exploded, like a school of fish scattering. Each sword light was alive. They moved through it happily, formed a formation, and surrounded and killed them.

Zhongxiang Sheng's expression changed, and he waved his palms vigorously, with all the wind flowing out of his palms, but they were all easily dodged by the light of the sword.

Thousands of sword energies stabbed into the bodies of all beings without missing a beat, and the tough skin was cracked and worn away by the violent wind and sand.

Constantly regenerating and cutting, it is comparable to Lingchi.

All living beings were bathed in the rain of swords, roaring in pain and pleasure.

"Finally, we have a worthy opponent!"

Before he finished speaking, a faint cold light flashed for a moment, and the demon's rock-like palm was broken off at the wrist.

"Ouch!"

The palm of her hand fell, and Ning Baiyi jumped out.
Chapter completed!