This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

"Damn it, that Hu monk in this building must be a master!"

Monk Lingcheng helped the seriously injured Monk Lingguan to sit down. Without hesitation for a moment, he immediately sat down cross-legged to heal his injuries. He said to Tianquan: "Little Taoist priest! You take down this villain, and the poor monk kills him." This tall building, capture that dog thief who stabbed in the back!"

Tianquan agreed in a deep voice: "Okay! Master Lingcheng, be careful!"

After that, he attacked the monk with all the knights. When Tianquan returned to the inn that day, there were seven or eight knights who came to help him. There are already thirteen people who have come.

The meaning of these thirteen knights is that weapons alone account for more than half of the eighteen kinds, and they have everything. It means that all the heroes of the world gather here, but whether it is a hero or a bear, you have to try Only after that.

This time the foreign monks conspired to cheat, and they didn't care about the rules of the world, they rushed up to take down that monk, but they didn't expect that half of the thirteen heroes were beaten as soon as the bearded purple-gold light wheel turned. He fell to the ground, making everyone's faces dull for a while.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, the monk laughed unscrupulously, causing everyone to be angry and ashamed, Tianquan stabbed decisively with his sword, interrupting the other party's arrogance.

He said loudly: "Everyone, take this person down as soon as possible! There are still masters in this building!"

At this time, Tianquan didn't care about embarrassment, and the most important thing was to take down this monk as soon as possible. Fortunately, although they suffered a big loss at the beginning, they lost such a master as Lingguan Monk, but they still have a backup !
Tianquan glanced vaguely at Lu Hanjiang and the others who were sweeping the formation for them in the rear, and felt a little relaxed.

Monk Lingcheng roared loudly, his voice was like thunder, and his momentum was like a galloping horse. Instead of making these guests and girls retreat, they paralyzed a large group of guests.

When Monk Lingcheng saw the other party appearing, he snorted coldly and raised his saber to kill. Although he struck out in anger, his moves were orderly, sharp and sharp, and every move was dizzying.

Monk Lingcheng backed away immediately, but the white monk did not dodge or dodge. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he jumped into the air and caught the big bell that was as high as the door frame. fell to the ground.

At this moment, Huangfu Xiaoyuan at the back also frowned slightly, she said: "The bell must sound strange, but why are we all right?"

After listening to Lu Hanjiang's words, laymen like the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family nodded in understanding, while experts like Huangfu Xiaoyuan were puzzled in their hearts.

He swept across this group of shameless people in disgust, and walked into the building step by step with the knife in hand. Suddenly, a purple light flashed, and he stood upside down with his hairs all over his body. He subconsciously raised the knife to block it for a while. Go back and retreat outside the building.

Monk Lingcheng's martial arts is so strong, it is obviously impossible for him to be the kind who has not practiced well, but why he, who is so murderous, uses the saber-breaking method of persuading people to put down the butcher's knife.

Just when the flower building was in danger, the purple energy appeared again, turned into a light curtain, and dispelled the sword. At this moment, the second master in that building finally appeared, the one who gave Huangfu Xiao the other day. The fair and clean monk who left an impression on Yuanyuan.

When Lu Hanjiang was puzzled, the battle between Tianquan outside and the bearded monk had not yet been decided, but the battle between monk Lingcheng and monk Baijing on the other side had changed.

Lu Hanjiang nodded slightly: "Master Lingguan and that Hu monk were on par, and he was defeated for thousands of miles when the bell rang. In this way, the bell should have something in common with that Hu monk's martial arts, so we waited for the outsider to fight." The only ones will be safe and sound."

"Seng Hu's methods are strange, and people with this level of martial arts in the Central Plains are even rarer. I'm afraid this battle will be difficult." Zhao Ziyi said solemnly.

After the monk Lingcheng stood still, he turned up the saber in his hand and slashed towards the flower building with a volley. The light of the knife fell, and the scene was suddenly swept by wind and sand. The huge knife gang smashed straight at the flower building with the momentum of cutting mountains fall.

I saw Monk Lingcheng pointing his sword at the opponent's life. Although he was blocked by the white monk, he was forced to be helpless. At this moment, there was a movement above the two of them, and a big bell crashed. fall.

"If the poor monk doesn't kill innocent people, get out of here!"

When Monk Lingcheng saw the other party approaching the big bell, he felt something bad. He immediately raised the Jie Dao, and slashed out several knife gangs that soared into the sky, vowing to chop the other party, including the person and the bell, into two pieces.

But the taunting words did not come out of his mouth after all, Monk Lingcheng just drew his Jiedao, crossed the battlefield where he was fighting with the foreign monk, and strode towards the Fox Immortal Tower.

"Humph!"

The reputation of Shaolin 72's unique skills is well known to many people in the Jianghu. People like Huangfu Xiaoyuan who came from a family of martial arts have known about it since they were young.

Facing the sharp blade, the white monk turned the golden wheel with one hand, lifted the big clock, lightly tapped the bell with the other hand, and said a word calmly: "Now."

Lu Hanjiang is also puzzled by this point. Shaolin's unique skills are usually supplemented by mental methods, and their mental methods require far more cultivation of the mind than body cultivation, so if they do not reach a certain state of mind, even if they learn the shape of the moves, they will not be able to use them. The god who controls the moves, in the end, is just a superficial appearance.

Zhao Ziyi said in a deep voice: "I have heard that among foreign countries, there is a kind of entertainer who can manipulate animals with vocal music to entertain people, and some heretics can even use vocal music to confuse people's hearts. The sound of the bell is also the same reason. "

The guests and the girls in the building were all panicked, this monk Lingcheng was extremely murderous, and he frightened countless people's legs with the knife, and immediately the building was full of ghosts and wolves.

"Oh, it's actually a saber-breaking technique?" Outside, Lu Hanjiang's eyes lit up when he saw Monk Lingcheng unleashing his saber.

In the eyes of outsiders, his gentle movements were as graceful as a dance, but the big clock made a deafening sound when it was struck, and the huge sound wave overturned all the flying knives.

Although breaking precepts sword art is a martial art that focuses on attacking, but its core is turning back. The key point of this sword art is to turn back and be right. It stands to reason that people who practice this martial arts should have no distracting thoughts and be calm and indifferent. Yes, how could he be as murderous as Lingcheng.

Lu Hanjiang nodded lightly: "This saber technique is one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills. It ranks No. 30 and [-]th. It is called the saber technique of breaking precepts. The whole chapter of martial arts is about attacking and attacking. It is ruthless and fierce."

"Sneaky, show me!"

What is even more unpredictable is that when the sound wave passed Monk Lingcheng, a discordant sound seemed to pour into his ears, causing his eyes to widen immediately, and his blood-red pupils were instantly filled with killing intent. .

I saw that he was also surrounded by a ring of light around his body, but unlike the bearded man outside, the ring of light around his body was almost condensed into substance. Under the naked eye, if you don't observe carefully, you can't tell whether it is real or not. Condensation of gas.

"Damn—! Bastard! What kind of magic are you doing!"

Hearing Lu Hanjiang's voice, Zhao Ziyi asked curiously, "Brother Yue seems to recognize the martial arts used by Master Lingcheng?"

According to the previous plan, their attack on the Fox Immortal Tower was not guaranteed. The brothers and sisters of the Zhao family and the brothers and sisters of the Yue family were there as insurance. Although they lost the first battle, they have not yet reached the point of collapse.

Lu Hanjiang looked indifferently at the front where Monk Lingcheng, who had stabilized the injury for Monk Lingguan, had gotten up. He glanced at the knights lying on the ground crying, feeling a little disdainful.

Monk Lingcheng held his painful head in one hand, and let out a horrifying roar. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward against the huge wave, and at the same time cut out the Jiedao repeatedly.

But this time, the saber technique he used in a fit of rage seemed a little unusual. Amidst the majesty of the tall Buddhist family, there seemed to be a lot of bloody slaughter hidden in it.

This knife not only greatly increased its power, but also stunned the audience, especially Huangfu Xiaoyuan who suddenly changed color, and even Lu Hanjiang gradually put away the playfulness in his eyes. They all recognized this knife technique, and it can even be said that they all very familiar.

After all, as early as many years ago, there was a guy who used this saber technique, and he had a lot of trouble with Jin Yiwei and the Huangfu family. Although the man died, this saber technique still exists in the world, so they I recognized it immediately.

The two looked at each other, and said in unison: "Blood Demon Sword Technique."