But the opponent was incredibly fast. Xiao Yu only saw a flash of black light, and the person had disappeared without a trace. The stick he pulled out actually hit the empty space!

"Brother Chen, be careful, they are very fast, don't be injured."

Xiao Yu was shocked and quickly spoke out for a reminder.

As soon as his voice fell, the black shadow rushed again in several directions around him, but just rushed to two or three meters in front of him, it disappeared again, as if it had turned into air.

"Don't worry, I'm a copper-headed and iron bone. Even if I stand here, they can't hurt me."

The Ghost Corpse's voice was a little proud, but as soon as his words fell, a black shadow flashed out from him, and deep marks appeared on the Ghost Corpse's exposed chest.

"Hiss, it's really amazing. Be careful, their hands are poisonous."

The ghost corpse looked at his chest, and several wounds gradually turned black. If it weren't for the corpse and there was no blood flow, it would be that the toxicity had entered the internal organs.

"Ghost Hidden Sect, there are indeed some skills. These disciples have very low cultivation, but relying on this ghost, they have actually improved to such strength, which is amazing, and amazing."

Xiao Yu said with appreciation, but still didn't take action. He wanted to see what other party could do.

"Hehe, the awesome ones have not been used yet, this is just an appetizer."

The ghost corpse was injured with one blow, and the people from the Ghost Hidden Sect were a little proud and wandered around even more unscrupulously, looking for opportunities to attack Xiao Yu and the others.

As for the monks from Qianfo Temple, they are standing in the distance and are not here to help, as if they are preparing to consume Xiao Yu's physical strength in succession.

The Western Xuanmen people also gathered together. One of them opened the black book and kept muttering something.

"Brother Chen, fight quickly and don't hurt their lives. I feel that those Western Xuanmen people are weird."

Xiao Yu glanced at the Westerners, then whispered to the ghost corpse.

"Okay, please pay attention to them, leave these to me."

The ghost corpse nodded slightly, then stepped out, and the corpse energy began to spread around.

As the corpse gas spread, the people from the Guiyin Sect just ran out and seemed to have entered cotton, and their speed suddenly became slower.

"Hehe, you thought you could play this, so did I."

The ghost corpse looked at the Ghost Hidden Sect's man who was moving like a snail, and felt proud. Then he reached out and grabbed it in front. The Taoist man from the Ghost Hidden Sect seemed to be pushed by someone and began to keep approaching the Ghost corpse.

Although Xiao Yu could not control the corpse energy as flexibly as the ghost corpse, he had a stick in his hand. When the people from the Ghost Hidden Sect approached, he would hit it forward without hesitation, and knocked several people away in a row.

But these Taoists are now controlled by ghosts. They are not feeling it. So after falling to the ground, the horse stood up again, but this time they did not get close to each other, but moved around next to the corpse gas.

"You are careful, I'll go."

The ghost corpse knocked a ghost sect Taoist unconscious, and then walked forward with great strides, leaving Xiao Yu standing there.

Seeing the ghost corpse leave, the monks from Qianfo Temple were immediately overjoyed, and then rushed out without hesitation and surrounded Xiao Yu again.

"Dear disciples, avenge your senior brother and kill Xiao Yu."

A group of monks stood together, holding various magical tools in their hands, and began to circle around Xiao Yu constantly, looking for opportunities to find a way to get out.

Xiao Yushou looked at the monks with his long stick and smiled indifferently, "I don't want to start a big killing. You leave now, I won't cause trouble for you. If you are trying hard, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Although he injured a monk, he did not kill the other party, and Xiao Yu did not want to be an enemy of Buddhism.

"Xiao Yu, don't be hypocritical. Today, if you don't have the Taoist artifacts and Buddhist artifacts at the intersection, otherwise there will be only one dead end."

A few nights ago, an obese monk who was injured by Xiao Yu shook his body with a fat body and laughed excitedly.

Seeing the other party like this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but frown, and then said with a heart of heart, "That's what you forced me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yu waved his hand and pulled it out at the fat monk.

But this time, the long stick in his hand had not yet met the monk, but was stopped by several monks.

The fat monk was holding a Zen stick in his hand, and the weapons in the other disciples were also strangely shaped, with steel rings, spears, and various kinds, but it gave Xiao Yu the feeling that these were not ordinary things.

"The Hidden Sect has many treasures. Since this is the case, it's all mine."

Xiao Yu was not surprised but happy. He swept across the long stick and opened everyone. Then he turned over and jumped out a few meters behind. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of talismans flew out densely, and then turned into various attacks, wrapping up a group of monks.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xiao Yu's body moved and rushed to a monk. Before the other party could react, he slapped the other party on the head and directly stepped back for more than ten steps. Then the other party's body tilted and fell to the ground.

With the help of the talisman, Xiao Yu was like a wild beast, shaking from time to time. Under his constant movement, monks began to fall to the ground, not knowing life and death.

"Xiao Yu, you are looking for death."

The fat monk watched the brothers around him fall down constantly, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire.

But Xiao Yu was too fast, and with his fat body, he could not catch the other person's figure.

"Are you looking for me?"

While the monk was looking around for Xiao Yu, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him, which made the fat monk's heart tremble, and he waved the Zen stick in his hand and smashed it in the direction where the sound came.

But the other party didn't touch anything at all after smashing it. Behind him, Xiao Yu's voice came again, "I've had enough fun, you can also go to see the Buddha."

Then, with a bang, the fat monk trembled all over and flew out, and fell to the ground like a time, but this time, he was seriously injured and Xiao Yu did not kill him.

At this point, there were only five disciples left in Qianfo Temple, who were the disciples who were knocked unconscious by Xiao Yu before, as well as the monk Mayi and two little novice monks.

"Next, it's your turn."

Since he has beaten so many monks in Qianfo Temple, Xiao Yu will naturally not let these people go, otherwise he will not be at peace in the future, so he must cut off the roots.

Seeing Xiao Yu walking towards him, the two little novice monks seemed to be facing a great enemy and picked up the monk's stick and blocked the monk Mayi.

"Xiao Yu, you can't kill us. If you kill us, you will die a bad death."

The two little novice monks looked at Xiao Yu, kept retreating, and their bodies began to tremble.

"I'm sorry, it was your senior brother who forced me. If you want to blame me, blame them."

Xiao Yu looked at the two little monks with unbearable help, then waved his hand, and a wooden sword flew out from the ground and shot towards the two little monks.

"Amitabha, Master Xiao Yu, the young monk has no cultivation, so don't kill him."

At the critical moment, Monk Mayi walked out from behind, and the other party waved his hand gently, and Xiao Yu's two wooden swords were blocked by him.

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