Along the Luoshui River.
Autumn is slightly chilly.
At Sanzang's critical moment, Li Ziye arrived in time and blocked Fa Hai's fatal blow with an iron sword.
Seeing each other again after two years, the two old friends were extremely jealous.
"you again!"
Fahai was shocked and angry when he saw the disgusting boy in front of him. He didn't expect that this boy would do bad things again at the critical moment.
"Master Fa Hai, we meet again."
Li Ziye responded calmly, grabbed the young monk behind him, and retreated ten feet away.
"Brother Li, what's the next fight?"
Sanzang was filled with demonic energy, and he suppressed the injuries in his body, looking at the still unoptimistic battle situation around him, and asked.
"I'll suffer a little loss and deal with those seventeen."
Li Ziye glanced at the seventeen Buddhist Vajras guarding the formation and said calmly, "How about you deal with these three? It's fair, right?"
"fair enough."
Upon hearing this, Sanzang responded cooperatively, but he warned a little uneasily, "Brother Li, please hurry up. The young monk is injured and may not be able to last long."
"Don't worry, I'm always fast!"
Li Ziye responded with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth. Immediately, he stepped forward and rushed towards Fahai in front.
As soon as he looked at it, Chunjun came through the air at such a fast speed that it was difficult to react.
Fahai's eyes narrowed, he concentrated on it, waved the purple golden bowl in his hand, and took the attack forcefully.
"Master Fahai, your opponent is not me."
When he was very close, Li Ziye turned the sword in his hand and passed by him.
Fahai was startled at first, then quickly realized what he was doing. He looked back at the seventeen people who were guarding the formation, and reminded him urgently, "Be careful!"
only.
It's too late.
One of the eighteen Buddhist Vajras had been seriously injured by Li Ziye before, and the formation was no longer complete. Now, the tiger has entered the flock, and who can stop the evil tiger's sharp claws.
After just one confrontation, Li Ziye cut off the ring stick with one sword, sealed his throat with the sword edge, and beheaded one person first.
At the same time, Chaos Na Wuji instantly neutralized the attack of another Buddhist Vajra, and then withdrew his palm power, hitting the chest of the second Buddhist Vajra with a bang.
With the help of the force, the power was doubled. Under the powerful impact, Buddhist Vajra let out a muffled groan and stepped back a few steps.
One glance, one dead and the other injured, shocked everyone present.
"hateful!"
Fahai came to his senses and immediately stepped forward, ready to stop him.
"Senior brother, your opponent is me!"
At this moment, in the battle, Sanzang's figure flashed across the front, blocking the front, with a surging demonic aura and astonishing demonic nature.
Not far away, Xi Chan and Bei Ku looked at each other, knowing that Fahai alone could not stop Sanzang now, so one went to help, and the other rushed to the other side of the battle.
"Amitabha!"
The combat power was redistributed. Sanzang looked at Fahai and Xichan leader in front, with a smile on his strange face, and said, "Senior brother and Xichan leader, you two, I'm afraid I can't stop the young monk."
Since he is called a genius, he should have his own pride. In the past, Sanzang only knew how to suppress his emotions and desires. Now, in the form of a demon, he has become much more real.
"Demon God Art, Xuanhuang Endless!"
The battle resumed, and the demonic energy reappeared. Sanzang opened Xuanhuang with both palms, and took a step forward to strike first.
When Fahai and Xichan saw this, they used their kung fu to resist at the same time, using three palms to hand over in response.
A violent impact sounded, and the demonic energy and Buddha energy shook sharply. The corners of Fahai and Xichan's mouths turned red at the same time, and they retreated again and again. Two against one, they failed to gain the upper hand.
Without the suppression of the Vajra Demon-Conquering Array, how could two great cultivators of the fifth realm be able to dominate before the geniuses?
"Demon God Art, Shatter the Sky!"
The moment the two of them retreated, Sanzang's figure came in again and slapped Fa Hai's chest with a heavy palm.
Then, a painful groan sounded, and a stream of blood splashed all over the sky.
"Fahai!"
Xichan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward to help.
Sanzang turned around and blocked it with a palm, suppressing the demonic aura.
Xichan was hit by the demonic energy and once again took several steps back.
"That's awesome."
On the other side of the battle, Li Ziye sighed with emotion when he saw the young monk's fierce fighting power. The pure Jun sword in his hand was also merciless, killing the third Buddhist King Kong with one sword.
At this moment, from behind, a huge palm force came through the air, swirling the wind and clouds, which was shocking.
"Master, monks are compassionate, so why do you need to be so cruel?"
Li Ziye, who had been on guard for a long time, dodged his figure to avoid the palm force coming from behind. At the same time, he slashed out with his sword and cut off a stick.
"Who are you, and why do you want to interfere in my Buddhist affairs!" Bei Ku said in a deep voice as he looked at the strange young strong man in front of him.
"Master, don't you recognize me?"
Li Ziye responded with a smile on his face, "That's right. It's the first time we meet, so it's normal if we don't know each other. I, Li Ziye, am your friend."
"Since we are friends, why do you want to stop me from taking the Buddha back to eliminate the demonic nature? You are not helping him, but harming him." Beiku persuaded him earnestly while secretly transporting the Buddha's energy.
"Old bald donkey, when it comes to shamelessness, you are better than me."
Li Ziye responded with admiration, "It seems that the monster goddess flooded the Qingdeng Temple before, but it still didn't make you remember it!"
While speaking, Li Ziye glanced at the attacking Buddhist Vajra and curled up into a sneer.
Just in time!
"Suffer death!"
Ten steps away, Bei Ku finished condensing his energy, stepped forward, and struck with a shocking palm, killing him.
"Master, since just now, I have always wanted to know whether it is the master's palm power that is stronger, or the immortal golden body of your Buddhist sect."
As he spoke, Li Ziye grabbed the Buddhist King Kong who was approaching and used Tai Chi to release his strength, dragging him in front of him and using the Buddha as a shield to block the front.
Just a short distance away, Bei Ku's eyes narrowed. It was too late to draw back his strength, and he slapped the Buddhist Vajra on the chest with a heavy palm.
But after hearing a shocking earthquake, the Buddhist Vajra body exploded, and the sky was filled with blood and bones.
In the rain of blood, Li Ziye retreated three feet away, saw the bloody scene in front of him, and said with emotion, "Sure enough, the master's palm power is stronger, I admire it, I admire it!"
"hateful!"
Bei Ku's heart was filled with anger, and he rushed out covered in blood. His palms were surging with strength, and he vowed to kill the boy in front of him under his palms.
Li Ziye smiled coldly and stepped down, avoiding the former's attack again.
These bald donkeys, haven’t they understood the situation yet?
fool!
After such a beating, he would be rude and kill all these bald donkeys!
"Beiku, come back!"
At this moment, on the other side of the battle, Xi Chan saw the unfavorable situation and shouted, "The rest of you, give up the formation, stop worrying about us, and use all your strength to hold that kid back!"
"That's right! Unfortunately, it's too late!"
Li Ziye responded coldly, and immediately his figure swept out and slashed at the nearest Buddhist Vajra with a sword.
With a clanging sound, the golden body blocked the sword's edge. Li Ziye raised his hand to release the force. At the same time, the sword's edge turned around and sealed his throat with a sword.
No matter how strong the golden body is, its throat is one of its weakest points. Besides, everyone is in the fourth realm, and he has magic weapons in his hands, so why can't he even break through the weak points of the golden body.
In the sky, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the scorching sunshine shone down. The throat-sealing sword brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers. The Buddhist Vajra killed another person.
