Eternal Heart

In the air, Chen Yu was wrapped in a house-sized ball, and the surface and interior were filled with translucent dark text, flashing and rising, as if endless.

"This is a sacrifice to the Buddha, and the power of the formation method is condensed to the limit. At this moment, you are afraid that you will not be able to exert even 40% of your strength."

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, his breath slumped a lot, and a smile of the winner appeared on the vulgar face.

Under the same strength, if the strength of one side is weakened by 40%, the other side can almost crush the victory.

"A group of monks are so cruel."

Chen Yu coldly hummed.

In order to perform this trick, the old monk did not blink his eyes, and buried the lives of the nine practitioners.

"There are hypocrites in the world, why are there no bad monks?"

The old monk laughed evilly, disapproving.

"Oh, great."

The fat monk was also relieved.

Once the unkind old monk resolved Chen Yu, then the three of them faced Ye Yefeng and the ancient beast very easily.

Ye Yanfeng is also a genius of the Tianjian Academy, and his strength and talents are just the same as those of the fire swordsman Zhou Yuning.

Killing Ye Yanfeng was also a great achievement.

Secondly, this ancient beast ...

This **** ancient beast, when thinking of King Chiyan, the fat monk was so annoyed that he gritted his teeth for a while: "At that time, I will kill it myself!"

In the middle of three lives, he was actually suppressed by an ancient beast, and his face was completely lost.

And this **** ancient beast has been scolding him for being fat, dead pigs and the like, and the fat monk has already hated him against him.

"Dead fat man, there was a formation method just now, and the king was suppressed. Now there is no formation method. It should be that the king is happy, what are you excited about?"

King Chiyan glanced at the fat monk and said coldly.

The fat monk trembled with fat and tried to curb his inner anger. This ancient beast even gave himself another nickname.

However, the fat monk suddenly found that Chen Yu was trapped, and Chi Yan Wang and Ye Yifeng didn't seem to be in a hurry.

If you look closely, even the trapped Chen Yu doesn't seem worried.

"Do you think you can beat me like this?"

Chen Yu suddenly made a noise.

"Oh? You still have a way out?"

The old monk was surprised and asked seriously.

However, as soon as the voice fell, his body exploded, his palms blasted out.

Since the other party still has a solution, they will not be given a chance to show.

The old monk pretending to ask, but did not care about it at all, and suddenly launched an attack.

boom!

In mid-air, two gray and solid metal palms were engraved with the words of the Buddha, as if possessing magical powers, and slapped Chen Yu away.

With all aspects being greatly suppressed, Chen Yu was hit by his palm, and he would be seriously injured if he died.

"The two of you should also do your best, don't let one go."

Chen Yu said flatly, and then took out the "Nine Bone Demon Sword".

call! call!

Chen Yu urged the magic sword and waved around freely.

Suddenly, there was a slight anomaly in this forbidden technique that enveloped Chen Yu, and a layer of black mist appeared in many parts.

Apparently, it was infected by [Nine Bone Demon Sword].

At this moment, the huge palms of the fat monk came.

Chen Yu placed [Nine Bone Demon Sword] in front of him, and Zhenyuan poured in frantically, urging his second characteristic.

Suddenly, the nine bones on the magic sword extended to both sides.

The magic sword is getting wider and wider, it is no longer like a sword, but more like a black bone shield.

Boom!

The dark metal palm hit the magic sword, two forces attacked madly, and the booming sound continued.

In the end, the pair of metal palms slowly collapsed.

The magic sword returned to its original state, trapping Chen Yu's mystery, and became more severely affected, and the suppression effect was getting lower and lower.

boom!

Chen Yu waved his magic sword fiercely, trapped his dim light group, and dissipated instantly.

"This……"

The old monk was not far away from Chen Yu. He was stiff and stagnant.

After only a short period of time since his attack, Chen Yu not only blocked his attack, but also broke his secret technique.

"This sword ..."

The old monk stared at the magic sword in Chen Yu's hands, only feeling the **** of a demon.

Buddha and demon restrain each other. When the power of the demon is extremely strong, the power of the buddha can be easily destroyed.

It is hard to imagine the extent to which the magic sword in Chen Yu's hands reached the rank.

In addition, the old monk also just saw that the magic sword in Chen Yu's hand was deformed. Is this a characteristic of the magic sword?

At this moment, a strong blood pressure suddenly came from the other side, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the air became extremely hot.

Roar!

The roar of King Chiyan shook all directions.

At this moment, he showed the blood power of the holy beast. His body was swollen, his flames were burning, and he was extremely powerful.

In front of him, the fat monk's face was unbelievable and shivered.

"It turns out ... the blood of the holy beast."

The fat monk felt that when he stood in front of Chiyan King, he was facing a terrible pressure.

Huh!

King Chiyan lifted his foot and slammed away. The fat monk turned the real yuan to resist, but it didn't work at all.

Huh! Peng!

Chi Yan Wang Xunlei was so incomparable that he once again approached the fat monk, and then stepped out again.

Huh!

The fat monk was like a ball, played by the king of Chi Yan.

In the end, Chiyan Wang opened his mouth and fired a huge fireball, hitting the fat monk.

Under the control of King Chiyan, the fireball was wrapped around the fat monk, burning continuously.

After a while, the fat monk was burned, leaving only a pile of burnt bones.

"Look, you are still very skinny without meat. Wang said that to help you lose weight, I will help you lose weight!"

After Chi Yan settled his opponent, he joked.

And Ye Yefeng, she put away the Tianyue Sword, took out the Heavenly Sword Remnant Sword, condensed like the essence of the Qingming sword, and rose into the sky.

Her whole body looked like a sharp sword, dare not approach.

"It's impossible ... your strength is stronger than Zhou Yuning."

The young monk trembled stiffly and stepped back.

Ye Xiufeng's self-cultivation is higher than that of the young monk. When there was the influence of the formation method before, the young monk did not take any advantage and could only passively defend.

At this moment, there is no formation method, Ye Yanfeng took out the Tianjian residual sword, there is no suspense in winning or losing.

call out!

One sword was cut off, and only the huge Qingming Jianxia remained in front of the young monk.

"No ... I'm filial piety" is the genius of Wufa Temple, I can't die. "

The young monk growled and stretched out his hands over a dozen points in the body.

The next moment, the young monk became like a metal body, and a layer of dark cyan lines emerged, emitting a shimmer, and the whole popularity increased greatly.

He took out a round shield and raised it up, Zhenyuan poured into it, urging a layer of earth-colored light curtain to cover himself.

Peng!

Ye Jianfeng's peak peaked down and chopped on the round shield.

The earth-colored light curtain shattered with a click, and Jianguang continued to cut away, leaving a clear sword mark on the round shield.

The shield was small in size, and other parts of the young monk were swept by Jian Guang, a bloodstain that extended from the chest to the thigh, dripping with blood.

At this moment, Chen Yu, King Chiyan, and Ye Yanfeng broke out in an all-round way, scaring all three of the lawless temple to death. The obese monk died, and the young monk was seriously injured.

As for the old monk, his vitality was severely damaged due to his powerful secret technique.

"Not filial, run away!"

The old monk whispered, and turned away and flew away.

"Want to leave without asking me to agree or disagree."

Chen Yu's face was sharp, and his heart burst suddenly.

Suddenly, his strength and speed doubled.

boom!

Chen Yu burst out like a cannonball, approaching the old monk in an instant, and the magic sword stabbed out.

Peng!

The old monk propped up the rain cover and was still pierced by Chen Yu Yijian. The magic sword went forward and pierced the old monk's chest.

Chen Yu's speed did not decrease, holding the magic sword constantly rushing forward, and eventually the magic sword penetrated the old monk's chest.

puff!

The old monk spewed a large mouth of dark red blood on the spot, looking pale.

[Nine Bone Demon Sword] runs through the chest, the old monk can't break free, he will die.

"Master Ren ..."

The young monk hissed.

Master Ren is dead, how can he hope to live.

Ye Xunfengyu's hands moved slightly, and the sword was condensed, which scared the young monk.

"Stay alive."

Chen Yu suddenly made a noise.

At this moment, the old monk was dead, Chen Yu took the magic sword and flew over.

"Say, who sent you?"

Chen Yu's eyes were cold and icy, and in the dark and deep pupils, the magic flowed out.

As he stared at Chen Yu's eyes, the young monk's eyes widened, as if shivering when he saw something terrible.

However, he was also a great genius of the Wuji Temple, with a firm will, and soon broke away from Chen Yu's deterrent.

"Oh, please feel free to kill or kill, but I will die, and you will surely die."

The young monk sneered, instead of being afraid.

As a remnant of Zongmen, you should always be prepared to face death.

And he believed that if he said everything, Chen Yu would not let himself go. He also believes that Elder Ren and the senior members of the Wuji Temple will certainly not let Chen Yu go.

Chen Yu had some headaches. I didn't expect this guy to be so hard-mouthed, and looking at him like that, he was really ready for death, and he would not disclose the news.

"Boy, you're too tender. This kind of thing has made my king come."

Chi Yan Wang smiled and came over.

Chen Yu didn't say anything, moved away a few steps.

"What are you going to do? No matter how you press ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I won't say."

The young monk had a bad feeling, he said quickly.

The King of Chi Yan burst into a smirk and said nothing, making the young monk creepy.

Suddenly, the eyes of King Chiyan burned with red blood flames, releasing an invisible spiritual shock, causing severe pain to the young monk soul, loss of vision, and darkness before his eyes.

King Chiyan flew over, and a hoof fell on the head of the young monk, releasing an unfathomable soul power, making the young monk roar and roar, and trembled with convulsions, as if suffering from inhuman torture.

At a certain moment, the king Chi Yan retracted his hoof, the young monk stopped struggling, and his body fell down.

"His name is Filial Piety, and he is with two other monks. It comes from a power called the Temple of Unlaw, and this power is ruled by the Hell League. As for sending them three to kill you, it is an old man named 'Ren Bing' . "

The king of Chi Yan suddenly gave out a lot of information. (To be continued.) Enable new URL