The spears all over the ground were retracted to the ground, and the newly renovated clay sculptures were rising rapidly from the mud that entrenched in the middle of the temple.

"He is a earth spirit, and can reshape it with earth!" Bi Fang's soles were pierced and could not stand it. As soon as the spear shrank, he quickly landed on the ground and patted two light amulets on the soles of his feet.

"Shoot his eyebrows!" It is naturally the power of the spiritual inscription that can make the clay sculpture appear. After thinking for a moment, the female constable made up her mind.

"Okay!" There was a faint cloud churning under her feet, and the talisman master roared, and the man made a dragon and walked around the field, and his palms slapped out.

A moment of thunder rumbling and lightning was shining.

The palm of the palm is thundering and the clay-shaped eyebrows. The head is so beautiful that it is bumpy and bumpy in the blink of an eye, and it looks like a human being.

"Treat death!" The censor raised his arms and shook it hard towards the ground.

boom!

The earth was shaking, and Wu Ming, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, was actually bounced up.

Bi Fang immediately squirted blood in the field, his feet staggered, and the thunder in his palm lost his sight.

"Well!" The clay sculpture shook his hand, as if the flying hand had been peeled off, cutting straight into Bi Fang's chest.

"Golden Light Palm!" The talisman ignited the back of his hand, plated the entire palm into golden yellow. Bi Fang did not dare to delay at all, and his energy sinks into his dantian and slapped out his palm!

The two palms collided in the air, the mud palms shattered, Bi Fang vomited blood and flew backwards, and broke through the temple gate and planted in the wilderness.

In just two days, the third-rank inspector was shot away by the second time. How could he feel?

It should be noted that what he smashed was just a layer of skin thrown off the clay sculpture!

"Die!" A shocking geese flashed behind him, and the big head of the clay sculpture immediately fell.

Wu Ming swallowed the sound stuck in his throat and then returned to his stomach.

"A little trick!" A single palm took over the head, and a head appeared on the flat shoulder. There was no wasted here. I thought and threw it up, and the dead head returned to my neck again!

"Two-headed?" Not to mention Wu Ming, even the knowledgeable female detective exclaimed. What's even more strange is that the two heads have the same spiritual inscription!

"The Fantian Sect should not be underestimated!" The woman pulled off her hat and showed off her true face.

"Wow……"

The moment the hat was raised, it seemed like a night of spring breeze in the middle of winter, the ice and snow melted, the flowers sprinkled, the plants and trees were green, and they were full of joy, making people intoxicated both body and mind.

Wu Ming, who was drooling all over the ground, couldn't remember the appearance of the woman in a trance!

"This is amazing..." The young man murmured with his pupils.

Even a fairy, the clay sculpture would not treat her as a dish. Her palms were slashed on both sides, and her palm blades covered the sky and the earth, attacking the vital points of the whole body.

The woman shouted in a long and rude manner, and a flower-like sword danced in autumn water, shattering the palm blade one by one.

However, Wu Ming saw it clearly. The woman was almost retreating to the base of the wall. Obviously, the clay sculpture is still stronger!

‘Well... do you want a hero to save the beauty?’ Wu Ming was a little restless.

As soon as the thought arose, the woman flew across the air, stepped on the wall, and suddenly kicked out.

"Autumn water is long for the sky!" The sword is like a white rainbow, rolling up thousands of feet of autumn water and rolling around the world! The sword energy is everywhere, and the ruined temple that has not been built for many years cannot withstand such destruction. It collapses with a moan!

As soon as the beam was broken, it was twisted into the sword pose, and in the blink of an eye, the white silk gathered by the sword flowers became tangled into wood silk in the sky!

Wu Ming, who was buried half of his body by a wall, was so blaming himself. He threw away his hat and obviously wanted to use his ultimate move. He was still stupid enough to wait for him to be buried. His two lives have really lived to a dog!

Bai Lian swept through the humble room, as if a circle of waterfalls slowly penetrated into the clay sculpture's body. The sword energy suddenly disappeared. If it weren't for the lower half of his body still buried in the soil, Wu Ming would have thought it was a trick that would only thunder and rain!

"Good...meaning!" After a few breaths, the clay sculpture looked like a dry old tree, exploding countless deep cracks from head to toe, and the colorful cyclone entrenched in the chest could be vaguely seen!

Before he could react, the room was filled with hissing sound, and the mud belly exploded like a pumpkin that was smashed by a hammer. The sword energy shot out and cut the only four walls into pieces.

The moon was covered with smoke and dust, and the woman held the sword technique and was on guard. It was not difficult to see from the ups and downs of breast enlargement and the cluster of scattered black hair on her forehead that the previous sword move was indeed very expensive.

"But little kid, this move is not powerful!" The entire chest and abdomen of the clay sculpture were blown away, and there was no trace of flesh and blood between the shoulders and waist except for the circling five-color spiritual energy. And just as the moment of speaking, the mud in the soles of the feet was constantly repairing the broken chest and abdomen!

The room was covered with mud and the woman could not breathe. Seeing that the clay sculpture was like this, she could only mobilize all her learning and desperately restore her exhausted true energy.

"Central!" A fire talisman slapped the mud from a distance, and when it broke, it ignited a raging fire.

"Sealing the mud palm!" The clay sculpture roared, and slapped out from all sides of the palm, and the palm prints were everywhere.

"Strike the cyclone in his chest!" The woman swung the sword and picked out the mud handprints, and flew back.

"Flying Fire Meteor!" Bi Fang gritted his teeth and roared, and a flame flying talisman dragged the long flame tail and shot straight into his chest!

Bo--

The neon light shook, the clay sculpture covered the back of the waist with its back hand and knelt on one knee.

"Effective!" Bi Fang's voice became a little heavier, obviously his internal injuries were worse.

When the clay sculpture revealed the five elements of spiritual energy, Wu Ming made up his mind to leave. Just kidding, his life gate was still lit up!

So when the clay sculpture fell to the ground, he had already dug a large pit and was grinning and pulling his legs outward.

"Bi Fang, work together to attack!" The woman was fully charged and stabbed with a sword!

The clay sculpture stretched out its palm to block it. Although the palm was pierced, it also held the woman's hand holding the sword tightly! The arm followed the way out and avoided the long sword that penetrated the chest.

The woman was not angry but happy. She had no hope of achieving success in one blow. The fire behind her surged into the sky, Bi Fang's hands were lit up, and he was just fitting into the clay chest!

"Damn!" Wu Ming, who had glanced at the battlefield, was catching up with a wonderful scene.

I saw the clay sculpture's other hand twisting strangely and holding Bi Fang's fire palm!

The front and back attack immediately turned into a three-way struggle. The whole body was made of earth, and the weight became more and more serious. The clay sculpture roared and twisted suddenly, leading the two of them to whirl.

"Save it!" As soon as the woman shouted, the clay rushed his strength and threw it hard! She threw the two of them out with Qigen's broken arms like throwing an iron discus!

"Ah--" The woman was fine, but she could still maintain her temperament without saying a word. She saw Bi Fang, who was holding her palms tightly, riding her broken arm backwards, like a javelin piercing towards the sky.

Leave a long list of howlings like pigs.

The trauma was repaired, and a tiger pounced in the clay sculpture, pressing down on Wu Ming.

The earth was shaking, and Wu Ming, who was unprepared, was pressed into the ground by the clay sculpture. Before he could scream, his whole body was tightly wrapped by the Five Elements Cyclone!

The inscription behind the back was lit up, and the five elements of spiritual energy surged in! A thunder blasted in Wu Ming's skull, and he suddenly lost consciousness!

In the chaos, a sound penetrated through the mind, causing three souls and seven spirits to buzz:

"My little master, please take my spiritual energy for eight hundred years! It also allows those ordinary people who arrange me to "only receive offerings but not show their spirits" to know that the clay Buddha can also cross the river!"

A huge shadow rose from the broken temple, and several rose and fell, disappearing into the dark wilderness.
Chapter completed!