"Holy girl, the King of Killers is fighting against Bai Tianyu!"
Within the secret room. The man in black holding a sword came to Zi Hanyue and reported.
Upon hearing the news, Zi Hanyue's eyes narrowed.
"Let Xiaolan hurry up, I'll go over there to check the situation!"
Zi Hanyue stood up and moved forward, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "We may be being watched!"
The man in black next to him couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't understand Zi Hanyue's words.
"We know that the Dharma King will return to Qingcheng to take action against Bai Tianyu. Don't you think the people in Beizhen Fusi and the Tantric Sect know that?"
"Perhaps they deliberately chased down the Dharma King and are waiting for the Dharma King here, and they may have found out about us!"
Zi Hanyue said analytically.
Hearing this, the man holding the sword's eyes darkened.
"Saint, let me go out and take a look. You are ready to leave through the secret passage."
The man holding the sword spoke.
Zi Hanyue nodded and watched the man holding the sword walk out of the secret room.
In the manor.
The man holding the sword looked around and suddenly his face became condensed. He stopped and said in a deep voice: "Who is that person?"
When his voice fell.
A white figure swept directly into the manor.
The person who came was wearing a white monk's robe and looked very young, but when the man in black robe holding a sword saw him, his expression suddenly changed.
"Buddha of Qinglong Temple, monk without self!"
There was shock in the voice of the man holding the sword.
"I didn't expect that Donor Han actually knew the young monk. He should know the purpose of the young monk's visit, and he asked the saint to come out and talk about it!"
The young monk appeared and spoke.
"If you want to see the saint, you have to go through me first. I really want to see your strength as one of the three great Buddhist disciples of Qinglong Temple, the selfless monk!"
When the man in black holding the sword was speaking, he held the sword in his hand, exuding a surging sword intent, and the sword intent was filled with murderous intent.
This murderous aura locked onto the Wu-I monk in front of him.
The selfless monk's pupils shrank slightly when the opponent's sword energy locked onto him.
When the opponent locks him with a sword, he can sense the opponent and lock all his action routes, and the sword energy locks all his vital points.
You can take action at any time.
Uh-huh!
The man holding the sword flashed with light in his eyes for an instant, and then moved his figure to kill Monk Wu-Se.
The long sword in his hand turned into sword light and enveloped Monk Wuwu. For a moment, the manor in the night was full of sword light.
The selfless monk turned his steps, raised his palms, and a golden light emerged from his palms.
The palm of the hand collided with the sword light.
Clang!
It makes the sound of gold and iron colliding.
After the sound, the sword light became more dense, like a heavy rain, attacking Monk Wuwei.
The selfless monk was like a shadow, walking through the sword light. His palms collided with the sword light from time to time, and a clanging sound erupted in the sword rain.
For a while, the two were in a stalemate.
Sudden!
The sword energy in the man holding the sword's hand suddenly converged, and a cold sword energy burst out, like a poisonous snake, piercing the self-less supreme being like lightning.
"Vajra Prajna!"
The selfless monk shouted lowly, and a golden aura appeared in front of him.
The long sword collided with the air shield, and cracks appeared in the air shield, but the figure of the selfless monk had already taken a few steps back.
Get out of the long sword's attack range.
"King Kong Roar!"
The selfless monk shouted low, and his thunderous roar suddenly formed a wave of air that hit the man holding the sword.
The strong air flow, coupled with the sonic attack, stunned him.
In this moment of meal.
Then the selfless monk took action.
"Great Prajna Palm!"
He attacked the man holding the sword with his palm.
A huge burst of energy burst out from his palm, and the powerful air flow suppressed the surrounding air and made it suffocating.
The man holding the sword condensed his eyes.
The opponent's palm enveloped him, locking his retreat, and he knew that if he retreated with this move, the subsequent palm force would sweep towards him like a heavy rain.
His eyes were cold, without any dodge, he raised his palms, holding the sword with both hands, and all the power in his body poured into the long sword.
Then he jumped up and slashed out with his sword.
The sword light turned into a sword energy several feet long and attacked the opponent's palm.
boom!
Two forces collide.
The two men retreated violently at the same time. After retreating violently, the man holding the sword kicked the ground and turned around to escape to another place.
But when he moved his steps.
A middle-aged monk wearing brown robes appeared behind him.
The middle-aged monk's skin was bronze and exuded a violent wave of power.
"Powerful Vajra Seal!"
After the monk appeared, he kicked the ground and rushed towards the man holding the sword like an arrow.
And he slapped the man holding the sword with his palm. He was so fast and powerful that he collided with the air and made a harsh sound.
The face of the man holding the sword condensed, and he immediately slashed out the long sword in his hand.
boom!
The sword energy collided with the palm print, and the man holding the sword was shocked and took a few steps back.
"Qinglong Temple, Vajra Temple Precepts!"
The man holding the sword looked at the person who appeared, and his mind changed drastically.
"Leave him to me, and you go after Zi Hanyue!"
The middle-aged monk appeared and spoke.
The selfless monk glanced at the man holding the sword, then moved towards the man who had just walked out of the secret room.
But the man holding the sword would not let them leave.
"The sword energy is everywhere!"
The figure soared into the air, and then slashed out with a sword. The sword energy turned into a sword rain that filled the sky, covering the two of them.
Monk Wu-Se was also attacked by the sword energy and could only turn around to block the sword energy.
"court death!"
After blocking the sword, the middle-aged monk shouted loudly, and a layer of golden light appeared around his body. He was like a diamond and was killing the man holding the sword.
The sword energy was directly dispersed by him, and he appeared in front of the man holding the sword.
His hands were like holding up the sky, they hugged each other fiercely and smashed directly towards the man holding the sword.
"not good!"
The man holding the sword felt the huge power of this blow. He wanted to dodge the blow, but the monk who took action didn't give him a chance.
He could only take the opponent's move forcefully.
The long sword in the palm of his hand turned, and the long sword filled with sword energy collided with the opponent's fist.
boom!
The ground beneath his feet shattered, blocking his fist and sword, sending out bursts of power fluctuations, making his arms feel like they were about to split.
click
The bones of the arm holding the sword are cracked.
See this.
The man holding the sword stepped back and switched the sword to his left hand.
Then the long sword pierced the opponent's throat like lightning, directly penetrating the opponent's incomplete shield after the attack.
Suddenly the expression of the middle-aged monk changed.
Want to block it.
But the opponent's sword energy was too fast, and his palm felt like he couldn't keep up.
At this moment.
Just as Monk Wuwei was about to step into the room, he raised his hand and a suction force appeared, sucking the middle-aged monk's body out before he could avoid the sword.
But after the man holding the sword struck out, he didn't stop at all and continued to move forward.
The selfless monk tiptoed, his body floated out, and he grabbed the long sword with a strong energy in his palm.
On the other side, the middle-aged monk who had dodged the blow burst out with great strength. He turned his hands and a low thunderous sound appeared in his hands.
"King Kong Thunder!"
After Monk Wu-Se blocked the sword, he slapped his palm directly on the opponent's chest.
boom!
The man holding the sword flew backwards.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
