Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 422 Full of Buddha's light, ugly face!
"Merely making wedding clothes for others."

Almost instantly, the people present had such thoughts in their hearts.

Cut Hu!

Unexpectedly, someone was standing outside the battlefield, seeing the poisonous dragon break through the flame trap, and directly captured the poisonous dragon!
The colorful cassock turned into a giant curtain covering the sky, enveloping and trapping the emerald poisonous dragon.

A fat monk with a smile like Maitreya, with the sound of Amitabha, pulled the corner of his cassock and fled towards the distance.

"Bastard!"

"hateful!"

The faces of the people in the fierce battle changed, they didn't expect that someone would squat outside and directly cut off the poisonous dragon.

The green poisonous dragon had already been beaten up by Feng Shaofeng and Fengjing for half a month, and it had already been scarred, and it seemed that there was no possibility of struggling at all.

Unexpectedly, this jiao also saved a hand, taking advantage of the fierce battle between Lin Bei and Feng Jing, and when the golden feather and silver claw eagle could not make a move, he broke through the shackles of the flame trap in one fell swoop, trying to escape.

Just in this way, it happened to be cheap to the monk who had been squatting for a long time.

This monk was also attracted by the sound of the battle, so he came here, and dared to stay here, his strength is naturally at the level of a great master, otherwise he would not dare to join such a fierce battle.

Even if you want to pick up the leak, you still need strength!

Seeing the target that everyone was staring at, was swept away with the cassocks of the squatting monks, they were caught off guard for a while.

Lin Bei was also anxious, but the next moment he looked at the Golden Feather and Silver Claw Eagle with cold eyes, and the killing intent suddenly surged: "One hit will kill!"

Whoosh!

With a flutter of wings, his body was like a silver meteor, piercing the sky, and suddenly smashed towards the golden feather and silver claw carving!

His reaction speed was so fast that the Golden Feather and Silver Claw Eagle, who was already a little dizzy, turned pale with shock.

Accompanied by a dazzling cold light flashing from the sky, the sharp edge seemed to penetrate the void, and the layers of clouds and mist directly collapsed and dispersed.

Slashing the sky and drawing swordsmanship · breaking mountains and rivers with one sword!

next moment.

"cracking--"

The miserable carving sounded, and a cloud of blood shot out in the blue sky, like blood-colored paint, and the huge body of the golden-feathered and silver-clawed carving fell downward.

"Do not!!"

Grandmaster Feng Jing watched the Golden Feather and Silver Claw Carving that he cultivated so hard, fall directly from mid-air, and felt very sad in his heart.

The Golden Feather and Silver Claw Eagle was already suppressed by Lin Bei, and his viscera were injured by the impact, and his brain was even more dizzy due to the impact.

After Grandmaster Feng Jing lost his mind for a moment, Lin Bei seized the opportunity directly, slashed the vital point with a sword, and died on the spot!

"Donkey don't run away!"

Lin Bei yelled angrily, and did not continue to kill Grandmaster Feng Jing who had lost the protection of his spiritual pet and strange beast. Instead, he fluttered his wings and chased after the fat monk who was running away with his cassock.

The purpose of his trip was to recapture the inheritance of water mines, not to kill Grandmaster Feng Jing.

Although after losing the Golden Feather and Silver Claw Eagle, Grandmaster Feng Jing only had a slow poisonous arrow black water turtle, whose strength was greatly reduced, and he could kill it in a short time.

But in this way, he will miss the opportunity to chase down the fat monk, and thus miss the inheritance of the sea mine!

"Amitabha, how could it be so fast!"

The fat monk with a smile like Maitreya pulled his cassock and ran towards the distance. Suddenly he heard a howling strong wind chasing him, and the fat on his face couldn't help shaking.

He obviously didn't expect that the two parties, who were fighting endlessly, could decide the winner so quickly.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to stop, and quickly stepped on the trees in the mountains and forests, running away like walking on flat ground.

And just after Lin Bei shot down the Golden Feather and Silver Claw Eagle, Zhao Caiyan suddenly erupted with a terrifying force, and her strength increased sharply. With one axe, she chopped the red-haired silver-backed ape into serious injuries, and flew seven or eight feet away.

"how is this possible"

Grandmaster Feng Shao stood in the distance, and seeing this scene, his heart beat wildly.

He couldn't imagine why Zhao Caiyan's petite and exquisite body contained such a majestic power, could fight head-on and suppress the red-haired silver-backed ape, and now it was even more severe damage with a single axe.

"It seems to be the power of blood. Could it be that this girl is really a member of the family?"

Grandmaster Feng Shao's face was full of surprise and uncertainty, and he had some guesses in his heart.

However, after Zhao Caiyan severely wounded the red-haired silver-backed ape with one axe, she turned around and chased after the fat monk.

"Brother, shall we also chase?"

Looking at the backs of the three gradually going away, Grandmaster Feng Shao was at a loss for a while.

"Chasing? Chasing a fart!"

Grandmaster Feng Jing looked at the golden-feathered and silver-clawed beast that fell into a big hole, his heart was bleeding, and his complexion was even more cloudy.

"The golden-feathered and silver-clawed eagle died, and the red-haired silver-backed ape was seriously injured. We only have a poison-arrow black water turtle left. Should we chase after it? Do we pursue it and die?"

Grandmaster Feng Jing was a little emotional, shook his head and sighed: "Stealing a chicken won't cost you a lot of rice, and the poisonous dragon has no chance with us! Withdraw!"

"But, is that all?"

Grandmaster Feng Shao looked at the three people who were going away with an extremely unwilling expression.

With the loss of a golden feather and silver claw carving, the status of the two of them in the sect in the past will also drop a lot.

"No matter what, with only a poisonous arrow black water turtle, even if we catch up now, it is absolutely impossible to beat them!"

Grandmaster Feng Jing also looked unwilling, but he maintained a semblance of reason.

Hearing this, although Great Master Feng Shao was unwilling, he was also powerless to refute.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Lin Bei and Zhao Caiyan jumped in the mountains and forests one after the other, chasing the fat monk.

The fat monk was pulling the cassock, and the huge body of the poisonous dragon was wrapped in the cassock, and he was dragged by him like flying a kite and ran at a very fast speed.

This cassock is obviously also a quasi-divine weapon, which has the function of trapping the enemy. The poisonous dragon used all its strength to break through the flame trap. At this moment, it is exhausted. Facing the binding of this cassock, even though it struggled desperately, it could not break free at all. .

Moreover, its struggle became weaker and weaker, and its strength was about to fall to that of the Grandmaster, and it seemed to have almost completely stopped.

"Damn, this kid is too fast"

The obese monk looked gloomy, feeling that the distance between the pursuer and him was rapidly closing.

Originally, in his opinion, if he used his cassock to wrap up the poisonous dragon, and then quickly evacuated, he would definitely catch them by surprise.

And the two sides are fighting fiercely, it is not so easy to stop, this short hesitation is the opportunity for him to escape.

In the environment of the Black Mist Mountain Range, it only takes a little time for him to completely shake off his pursuers and hide in the Black Mist Forest.

However, Lin Bei's reaction speed was beyond his expectation.

As for Lin Bei, who possessed the flying wings of the magic weapon, his speed seemed to be different from his peak. At this moment, he was still pulling the poisonous dragon, but his speed was no longer at its peak.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, the fat monk did not continue to run away.

He pulled the cassock and threw it suddenly towards a small hill, only to hear a bang, the hill shattered, and amidst the screams, the cassock let go of the package with a "swish", revealing the dying poisonous dragon inside.

This time, the poisonous flood dragon was completely unable to move, lying on the ground dripping with blood.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, this dragon has done a lot of evil, and the poor monk wants to convert him, so he will give me Wujiu Temple a face."

The cassock returned, and the fat monk smiled kindly, like Maitreya in the world, and the Buddha's light bloomed.

(End of this chapter)