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"No, the face of the Buddha is not what you and I can give, but what arises spontaneously in the hearts of many believers. The poor monk always speaks with his own heart, and the Buddha will not blame him. But the Buddha doesn't want to see the world become a killing ground, so the benefactor's action is really against the Buddha's law. Since the benefactor is stubborn, he should transcend the benefactor with Buddhism. "

"Well, didn't you say that you only cross yourself? Why do you want to pass me again? Besides, as far as your ability is concerned, you still want to surpass me. Dream The night devil sniffed.

"No, I don't mean to deliver you, but to make you accept the punishment you deserve. Buddha also preaches justice, just for justice."

"Ha ha, justice is a funny word, especially from your mouth. How are you going to show justice? " The night devil mocked.

Instead of getting a little angry because of the other person's words, Chan Feng said: "suppressing the benefactor means justice."

"It's a good suppression. Let's see who suppressed who?" The night devil knows that it's useless to talk more, so he has to fight first.

He has already used three arrows, this is the fourth one. The arrow aimed at the Zen wind.

Chan Feng calmly looked at the arrow and sighed, "the arrow is an ancient magic weapon. If it falls into the hands of the benefactor, it's like humiliating the magic weapon."

"Smelly monk, you talk too much nonsense. Look at the arrow!"

Chan Feng walked towards the night demon, completely ignoring the arrow in his hand and staring at each other. The distance of a few meters was like a square inch. In the blink of an eye, Chan Feng was in front of the arrow, and the bridge of his nose was almost against the arrow.

The night devil was shocked in his heart. The smelly monk didn't want to die. He ran into him foolishly. But he was not polite either. As soon as he loosened his finger, he shot his arrow at the door of Zen.

Dang!

With a flash of golden light, the staff came down from the sky and smashed on the arrow of the broken sun, shaking up a golden halo.

Hum!

Although the attack of Zen stick didn't completely dissolve the attack of the arrow, its strength was ingenious and unusual, so it turned and took off most of its strength.

The night devil's face changed slightly. After the heavy damage, he had broken the sun arrow and Houyi bow in his hand. Facing Ning fan is an overwhelming victory, but facing the same congenital state of Zen, he will be dwarfed.

Through this short fight, the night demon clearly realized that after the arrow deviated from the normal direction of attack, he did not release another arrow, but with a big hand, he leaned forward, grasped the tail of the arrow, and quickly retreated.

Zen wind like a shadow, said: "broken arrow left."

"No way." How can the night devil let the cooked duck waste and move and dodge? But the Zen wind is like a breeze, sticking to the night devil's body all the time, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"No, I'm stuck with him like this. The disadvantage is too obvious." The night devil secretly thought that the longer the time, the worse his injury would be, and he would be subdued by Zen.

"No, I have to find a way to escape. I can't worry about firewood. As long as I have the arrow to break the sun in my hand, I will take revenge when I recover in the future. "

The night devil had the idea of running away, and his eyes turned around, observing the situation around him.

The pursuit of Zen style seems to be understated, but only he, the client, knows the difficulty.

"The night devil is more powerful than the rumored one. With the sun breaking arrow and the help of God, we must keep him today." Zen wind quietly makes up his mind, and does not dare to neglect it at all.

The night devil's eyes finally glanced at Ning fan in the distance. It seemed that he had to surround Wei and save Zhao.

The arrow of breaking the sun was put on Hou Yi's bow again, but it wasn't aimed at the Zen wind. Instead, it jumped into the air and roared: "Ning fan, go to die!"

Whizz!

Sun breaking arrow with infinite power shot at Ning fan, this arrow unconscious Ning fan unstoppable, and want to escape in this arrow is also very difficult.

Ning fan is startled, has picked up the nameless sword in the chest a block, ready to fight to death.

When the Zen wind saw this, Gujing bubo's look finally appeared a little fluctuation, like a stone thrown into the calm lake, rippling in circles.

The night devil keenly captured this change and whirled away like a whirlwind.

If Zen pursues, he can't escape.

But in that case, Ning fan must die under the sun breaking arrow.

Whizz!

The Zen wind moves, but it doesn't chase the night devil, but rushes to Ning fan. At the moment when the arrow is about to hit Ning fan, the Zen wind dances.

Dang!

The arrow was smashed into the ground, and the ravines of spider web crisscrossed under his feet.

"I'll come back for revenge. You're all going to die!"

The voice of the night devil came from afar, and his figure had disappeared. His plan of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao succeeded, and the Zen style was more concerned about his safety.

Chan Feng looked at the direction of the night devil's disappearance and sighed: "let him escape. The world will be in chaos in the future."

"Thank you for your help." Ning fan, with lingering fear, bows his hand to thank the Zen style.

Chan Feng looks at him with a calm face. Ning fan is puzzled by him. Seeing that Chan Feng doesn't say a word, Ning fan tentatively asks, "master, what's the matter with you?"

Chan Feng shook his head and sighed, "you are really like him."

"Who?"

"Ningqing emperor."

"Eh?" Ning fan is surprised, "master knows my father?"

As soon as he asked, Ning fan felt that he had asked this question in vain. Since he was the guest Qing of Hongmen, he certainly knew emperor Ning Qing after so many years in Hongmen.

"Yes, but I haven't seen emperor Ning Qing for more than 20 years." Chan Feng looks at the sky and seems to be recalling the scene of that year.

Ning fan eyebrows pick, "eh, these years in Hongmen, he has not seen my father?"

Ning fan doesn't know that Ouyang Yi has done a good job in keeping the secret of Ning Qingdi in recent years. Apart from meeting Ning Qingdi with his medical staff, there is only such a vegetative person in the other high-level Hongmen, but he has no chance to see him.

Zen style is not a person with strong curiosity. Although I heard it occasionally, I didn't pay attention to it, so I didn't know that I had been in the same place with emperor Ningqing for more than ten years.

"You have such strength at a young age, which is completely better than that of emperor Ning Qingdi. You are really better than the blue." Zen wind continued.

"Master, I'm flattered." Ning Fan said modestly.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rings out, interrupting their conversation. However, Ouyang Yi, who stands proud, falls on his side.

"Master."

Ding Yuan rushes up in a hurry. With a movement of Zen wind's body, he lifts Ouyang Yi up and holds his pulse door. After a while, Ouyang Yi opens his eyes.