come to the heavens

The two monks immediately nodded and stepped forward. The Zen sticks in their hands were very similar to the weapons of Drifting Monk in Journey to the West. One end was a half moon and the other end was a full moon. They were made of pure stainless steel and were so heavy that most people couldn't even lift them. Not to mention waving.

The two monks attacked one from the left and the other from the right, and there was a heavy wind when the Zen staff was waving. The other people who besieged Ye Chen had no fighting spirit for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, he turned around and saw a flash of snow coming. Subconsciously, he raised his head, and the half-moon shovel rushed across his face. Mani immediately pressed the half-moon shovel and slapped Ye Chen on the face, but was caught by him. Taking the opportunity to grab a drag, Mani also grabbed the half-moon shovel and started wrestling.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Ye Chen, who thought he could grab the Banyue Shovel by force, looked up in surprise. Seeing Mani raised his head in surprise, the two wrestled with each other, and there was no winner. He has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art, and his cultivation base is not bad, and he has reached the seventh floor.

Compared to his surprise, Mani was even more surprised. You must know that he is over 50 years old now, but his cultivation base is exquisite and does not show his age. He has only cultivated the Dragon Elephant Wisdom to the seventh level at this age, and how old is this kid in front of him? To have such a cultivation level is even more exaggerated than the former national teacher Jinlun Fawang. Jinlun Fawang has not cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the seventh level at this age.

Another fan monk, Moda, originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but he was also horrified when he saw Ye Chen and Mani wrestle with each other. You must know that he also practiced the dragon-elephant Prajna magic skill, but he was not as good as Mani. , only six floors, and the strength is far behind Mani.Ye Chen's ability to wrestle with Mani regardless of the outcome means that the cultivation of this tantric apostolic art has reached the seventh level, which is beyond his imagination.

Involuntarily stopped his hands, held his stick in one hand, and saluted with the other hand in front of him, saying:

"Dare to ask the benefactor to learn from He Zong, which master!"

Ye Chen let go of his hand, Mani withdrew his weapon and did not attack and looked at him. Seeing that he had practiced Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kung Fu, the two monks obviously thought he was a disciple of some Tantric master.

Dragon Elephant Wisdom is a magical skill for protecting the teachings of Tantric Buddhism. In their minds, Ye Chen must be the heir of some Tantric sect, and he is the most talented disciple, so he has such a cultivation level at such a young age. They are probably afraid of killing him If you are old enough to ask like this.

Ye Chen does have a teacher, but the way of killing life is definitely not Tantric, and it is hard for him to say it, so he can only say this:

"If you want to fight, you can fight. There is so much nonsense. I have nothing to do with your tantra."

After speaking, he took a step forward, twisted his figure, and Dacheng's cloud-climbing steps made his steps elusive.

Mani only had time to lift his stick to block in front of him, and hit his fist on the stick, making a sound like a bell. On the other side, Moda stopped asking, grabbed the half-moon shovel with one hand and pushed his head against his back, leaving Chen twisted around behind Mani, and hit him on the back with a punch, making a dull sound like smashing cowhide.

The three parties are all practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art. They are all thick-skinned and thick-skinned. The force that can kill a cow with one punch is just a little painful. Fighting into a group, there was a dull impact sound for a while.

On the other hand, on the other side of the Xishan Yiku ghost battlefield, at first the Huaishan double murderers and the others couldn't take them down, but when the five clowns from the Tibetan border joined the battlefield, they couldn't stop them.

The five ugly people in Tibet are not weak in cultivation, the five brothers work together, even a novice master like Li's boss can block it, the five join in and immediately surround the reminder ghost, five people slap ten palms, and beat him to death on the spot .

"brother!"

The Impermanent Ghost immediately let out a mournful cry, and threw the short spear in his right hand at one of the five clowns in Tibet, but he was seized by his opponent, who slapped his back with a palm and shook his body, and the person in front of him took the opportunity to stab him with a sword. wear.

The two freed hands rushed to the smiling face ghost on the other side. From the corner of their eyes, the smiling face ghost saw his brother died tragically, with a crying and smiling expression on his face, he suddenly gave up resisting and let his opponent stab him with a sword, and the others immediately slashed Next, before he died, he laughed loudly and threw his hands away, dust flying out of the sky.

Frightened, the few people retreated quickly, but it was too late, the dust was some kind of highly poisonous, green blisters immediately formed on the body, and soon the skin of the whole body turned green, and pus flowed out. Shouting, running around, one person was accidentally bumped into pus, and immediately infected, the same blisters began to appear on his body, causing a huge panic in an instant.

Seeing this, the general of the Yuan army immediately raised his hand and waved:

"Shoot them!"

Immediately, arrows rained down all over the sky, covering a large area of ​​the battlefield, screaming for a while, and even Ye Chen's side was affected.

After five or six waves of arrows rained down, only a dozen people could stand on the field. Not only were the poisoned ones killed, but even those who were not poisoned, including those who surrendered to Yuanren, were affected. Fan Yiweng, a beard ghost, and a debt-collecting ghost who used stainless steel to form a ledger to block arrows.

This indiscriminate rain of arrows stunned everyone, Huaishan double murderous boss Mu Qingren and the remaining masters subconsciously retreated. Fan Yiweng looked at his dead brother with blood and tears in his eyes, in great grief:

"Our ten brothers said that they would die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. Brothers, go slowly. The eldest brother will come to accompany you soon."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the still smiling Shenhui Guoshi, and then at the Yuan army who was staring at him around him, and let out a miserable smile:

"But before that, the eldest brother needs to find a few backers."

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed straight to Master Shenhui with a tragic aura.

Chapter 81 绝命搏杀

The subordinates around the national teacher wanted to step forward to stop them, but the Shenhui national teacher stretched out his hand to stop them, took a step forward, clasped his hands together in a salute, and slowly slapped Fan Yiweng with his palm.

His palm was silent and there was no trace of fireworks, but Fan Yiweng, who rushed up, was suddenly shocked, and a huge palm print appeared on his chest, sinking into his body like pressing on tofu.

Master Shenhui slowly withdrew his hands, Fan Yiweng had no breath of life, and stood on the spot like a statue.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Master Shenhui's cultivation was beyond his expectations. This inner strength may not have been hundreds of years old, and it is probably more than what he accumulated in the last world. There are many, and it is still innate internal force.

But one thing is for sure, Master Shenhui did not practice the mighty Dragon Elephant Prajna, otherwise this palm would definitely smash Fan Yiweng to pieces, instead of being silent like this.

Once Fan Yiweng died, the debt collector was also besieged by two other monks who came out of the crowd and chopped off his head, leaving Ye Chen alone.

Looking at the densely packed enemies around, Ye Chen felt desperate, but in the next second he felt a surge of pride. Death is not terrible, and it’s not like he hasn’t died before, but before he dies, he should hold back and accumulate more potential points to wait until the next day. world use.

"It's a pity to die before leaving the teacher!"

He sighed secretly in his heart, raised his head and scanned the surrounding area, roaring loudly, rushing towards the north like a furious rhinoceros, there were no masters on that side, only the besieged Yuan army.

"kill him!"

The general of the Yuan army gave the order with a blank face.

In an instant, a large number of archers around drew their bows and set up arrows, and hundreds of thousands of arrows merged into a giant snake formed by black arrows, biting at Ye Chen and engulfing him in one bite.

The giant snake collapsed, revealing Ye Chen with his hands lying in front of his face without any damage, like a fired shell hitting the front row of Yuan soldiers with vertical shields, the two Yuan soldiers who were hit were knocked into the air on the spot. He was already dead, and at the same time knocked down all the Yuan soldiers behind him.

Rushing into the crowd, ignoring the long guns stabbing from all around, and shooting out with both hands, the terrifying force smashed the armor on Yuan Bing's body to pieces, and the sound of bone breaking was non-stop. No matter who it is, as long as he hits the body, Must die instantly.

He was like a tank rushing into the crowd, rampaging and rolling back and forth, the sound of dull impact, bones breaking, screams, and shouts of killing mixed together.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see a huge vortex. He is in the center of the vortex, surrounded by layers of soldiers surrounding him. Taking a look at the unstoppable figure of Big Kill Special Kill, he said to Boss Li:

"Go and capture him alive."

Li Chengye, the boss of the Li family, has already adjusted his mentality at this time, and nodded respectfully:

"National Teacher, please take a short rest first, and come as soon as your subordinates go!"

Master Shenhui nodded, turned around and entered the castle.

Li Chengye turned his head, and next to him was Mu Qingren, the boss of Huaishan's two villains. When Master Shenhui walked away, he asked:

"The national teacher is interested in this kid and wants to recruit him?"

Li Chengye glanced at Mu Qingren, an inexplicable smile flashed across his face, and said:

"Things in the world are really impermanent. An hour ago we were still fighting for life and death, and an hour later we were working together under the seat of the national teacher."

Embarrassment flashed across Mu Qingren's face, he cupped his hands and said:

"Since we are going to work together in the future, how about the previous grievances being erased?"

"Can!"

Li Chengye only said one word, looked in the direction of Ye Chen, and praised:

"No wonder the national teacher couldn't bear to kill him. This kid's Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art is probably at the sixth or seventh level. Even the former national teacher Jinlun Fawang is no more than that at this age. If he can subdue him, he will become a peerless warrior in the future. .”