Shura, The Rebirth

When He An heard Fang Zhiqing's accusation against him, there was no expression on his face, and he didn't even answer. He still sat there lazily, squinting his eyes as if he was asleep.

Fang Zhiqing slowly returned to her seat, and the expression on her face gradually calmed down. In fact, she herself did not have much expectations for Pei Junlin.

Seeing that Pei Junlin was killed by He Yundong now was a certainty, and Fang Zhiqing couldn't help but think of Yang Du before. Originally thought Pei Junlin could replace Yang Du as one of his core disciples, but now it is clear that his abacus has failed.

However, Fang Zhiqing was not disappointed. After all, Pei Junlin was not the only one who was able to enter the core disciple's quota this time, and it was enough to win over others, but Pei Junlin always gave Fang Zhiqing a strange feeling.

Although he couldn't see through the details of Pei Junlin, he still had a sense of nothing. It seemed that Pei Junlin had some connection with his own life, which made Fang Zhiqing pay special attention to Pei Junlin.

"Junior Sister Fang, you also said that it was just an ant. If you die, why should you care? Besides, didn't Yang Du die in his hands? Now that Jun Pei is dying, shouldn't you be happy?" He Ann finally opened her eyes and stared at Fang Zhiqing in a daze.

Seeing Fang Zhiqing's pretty face, He An's eyes flashed with greed, but besides that, there was deep fear.

Because He An knew in his heart that this peerless face was definitely not his own, but that another big person had already booked it, and He An was just a small person.

Although unwilling in his heart, there was a swelling expression in his eyes, but they were extremely hidden. He secretly vowed in his heart that sooner or later he would climb to that position and take Fang Zhiqing as his own, pressing on his body. under.

The person who looked at Zhiqing from above was Chen Zhentian, the big brother of the core disciple of Qingniu Holy Land. This is a stunningly talented character, even a genius like He An has to be convinced.

You see He An is now awe-inspiring, and inside the core disciple, he is like a giant, but once he meets Chen Zhentian, he is an ant-like existence, which is enough to see Chen Zhentian's power.

Chen Zhentian secretly admires Fang Zhiqing, but Fang Zhiqing is a woman like a scorching horse of cigarettes, no man can see him. Chen Zhentian even secretly made a bold statement that he must tame this rouge horse. But decades have passed, and there is still no sign of tame.

Even though He An had some coveting in his heart about the things he had fancyed a few days ago, he still didn't dare to show it.

Although Chen Zhentian has left the Blue Bull Holy Land and has not been seen for decades, he did not intend to disobey.

Instantly affecting Pei Junlin’s soul, making him drowsy and slowing his movements for half a beat, he gave He Yundong a chance. Everyone thought that Pei Junlin would definitely die this time, because He An took it out. His famous treasure.

But at the moment when the two sword lights were slashed towards Pei Junlin’s Bo Jin, Pei Junlin’s eyes suddenly regained his clarity, and the golden light emitted from both hands suddenly grabbed at the two sword lights and twisted directly. It shattered the two sword lights.

At this moment, a golden mark appeared on Pei Junlin's eyebrows, which was able to resist the influence of the soul-suppressing monument, and its ability to suppress the spirit was weakened in an instant.

But like this, Pei Junlin's sliding feet struck out a strange fist, and suddenly punched the dark stone tablet, and the stone tablet instantly fell apart.

This time not only Fang Zhiqing was completely shocked, but even He An's eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect Pei Junlin to smash a top-grade spirit treasure with his flesh and blood.

A thing will have feelings if it takes a long time. Although the power of the monument to the soul is now useless, it still has a place in He An's heart. Now that Pei Junlin has destroyed his beloved thing, his heart is naturally very angry.

What Pei Junlin wants is this effect, killing chickens and monkeys, then He An actually intervened in the ring fight, then don't blame his ruthless men.

Before that, Pei Junlin did not really want to form a real Liangzi with He An, nor did he want to kill He Yundong, but now he has no retreat. After all, He An intervened, and the two brothers of the He family were determined to fight against themselves.

Pei Junlin let out a long scream, split the long sword light with one palm, and instantly inserted it beside He Yundong's body. It was not trivial. He Yun opened the Dongkong door and let Pei Junlin get close to his body without any hindrance, and his hair stood up in shock for an instant.

We must know that personal combat, life and death is only a momentary matter, He Yundong burst out a powerful potential at this moment. The long sword in his hand suddenly turned, and a mysterious sword light appeared under his feet.

This sword light enveloped He Yundong's body, causing his body to swish high into the sky, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

The moment He Yundong escaped, Pei Junlin's double fists arrived, and he suddenly hit the place where He Yundong left the shadow. The air exploded in an instant, and a spatial crack appeared in the same place.

He barely escaped, but He Yundong's expression also changed at this time. He knew that if he had only been slow for half a second just now, then he was already a corpse.

Don't look at Pei Junlin's slow fisting, but the power that bursts out in an instant when he really kills is still extremely scary.

It means that you missed a hit, but there was no surprised look on his face. It was very difficult to know that a real king realm master like He Yundong wanted to kill with one hit.

What's more, he hasn't used his full strength at all now, at most, he has used one or two percent of his power. It takes some energy to kill the opponent.

If Pei Junlin is now in order to hide his strength, it happens that the move just now can also hide his clumsiness. Pei Junlin's body flew high into the sky in an instant, and the sharp fists formed a red light above his head.

Pei Junlin had already made up his mind to have a close fight with He Yundong, so he directly posted it like a bone gangrene.

Bang!

Pei Junlin's gossip palm hit He Yundong's face fiercely, making half of his face deformed.

He Yundong is always dodge and flee desperately, but Pei Junlin is also closely following He Yundong in high-speed movement, like a shadow.

He An's eyes widened in surprise. He saw that his brother He Yundong was completely depressed, and his heart was worried.

But with all the eyes in full view of the means to intervene in the ring game, even he did not dare to do so. So I can only stand there with my fists clenched, like a man on his back.

On the other side, Fang Zhiqing's face was like a roller coaster. He didn't expect Pei Junlin to have such strength. Everything he showed before was obviously hiding the means.

Pei Junlin palm up, and suddenly slapped a golden palm print, facing the difficulties, like catching a bird, and instantly grabbed He Yundong. This is a variant of the big mudra, without any Buddha power injected, only mana surging in it, but the power is not inferior.

You see, this big pale golden handprint was grabbed towards him, and He Yundong was shocked that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. The sword in his hand was thrown down in a hurry, and Baojian immediately divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and instantly turned into sixteen!

Some swords continuously rotated in mid-air, forming a sword formation, instantly trapping Pei Junlin.

Pei Junlin hadn't expected that He Yundong had such a method to verify it, which was far more difficult than construction. Once the sword formation was formed, even Pei Junlin's current strength would have to exert some strength.

Sliding underneath Pei Junlin's testimony of constant avoidance, these sword shadows swept across. He lives in this steel forest with flesh and blood, and friendship is like a fish moving back and forth in a net, in danger of being cut at any time.

However, Pei Junlin did not see any panic, relying on his body skills to constantly flicker in this sword formation, but gradually Pei Junlin found that this was useless at all.

Either directly suppress this testimony with powerful means and blast it into slag, or rely on physical fitness to avoid the encirclement and suppression in the sword formation.

However, relying on powerful methods, Pei Junlin has obviously rejected it now. He can't reveal too much strength, so as not to arouse suspicion by others, so the way before Pei Junlin is to dodge by retreating.

Pei Junlin's dodge speed is obviously not comparable to these sword lights. It is like a large net woven in midair, constantly narrowing the scope, and cutting Pei Junlin into pieces.

Pei Junlin yelled, and a fist hit it and exploded, and a sword broke in midair.

With a rumbling sound, the entire sword formation seemed to be missing one of the most important links, and it started to collapse. But at this moment, He Yundong opened his palm once, and a mirror appeared in his hand in UU reading www.uukanshu.com.

A ray of light walked towards Pei Junlin, and the hair was upright in an instant, but it was too late for him to avoid it. This ray of light had already enveloped him.

A fierce light flashed in He Yundong's eyes, and he constantly poured mana into the treasure mirror in his hand. Pei Junlin's body, who was shrouded in light from the mirror, was enveloped by a bewildered light, making it difficult to see.

As the situation turned abruptly, I saw that Pei Junlin had the upper hand just now, but in the blink of an eye Pei Junlin was trapped by the light from this precious mirror.

The viewer's mood is like a roller coaster, and now it is not known who will win in the end. Pei Junlin's current body is burning and painful, and the extremely high temperature almost burned him. If he hadn't practiced as a sacred land of stars, he could not hold on for a moment.

If you want to survive in this light, you can't do anything for the present, you can only insist that one second is one second, and find a way to escape from here by the way.

A whirlpool appeared in Pei Junlin's palm, and a black water dragon flew out of the whirlpool, followed the light upstream, and rushed towards the precious mirror.