Liu Changsheng waved his sleeves, and strong winds blew past, instantly turning into a whirlpool of hurricane vortex. The beads that shot in the air were immediately attracted by a powerful force and sank into the vortex. Then, the vortex swirled into the sky and stood away from Liu Changsheng.

Amid the rumbling sound of the sky, one hundred and eight rosary beads exploded in the vortex, the sky was filled with clouds, violent spiritual power scattered everywhere, magic weapon fragments shot into the distance like rainstorms, but Liu Changsheng had already raised his stick and chased at Monk Dazhi. Even if magic weapon fragments approached, it would be difficult to hurt him.

The golden teeth waved the stick and hit the Zen stick, and also carried the stick and chased the monk Dazhi.

Monk Dazhi flew away with all his might, as if he was in a panic, and actually rushed towards Master Yunkong.

"Leave it to me!"

Master Yun Kong shouted angrily, waved the long sword in his hand, and hundreds of sword shadows dispersed in fan shapes, slashing at Monk Dazhi. The sword energy made a sound, looking very powerful.

“Get out of here!”

The roar of Monk Dazhi was louder than that of Master Yun Kong. The light and shadow flashed in his hands, and a pair of sharp ring swords appeared. With one sword, thousands of sword lights burst out, slashing towards the sword light. The second sword went straight to Master Yun Kong and slashed his head.

The sword is fierce, and it is actually better than the sword light.

"This is a desperate situation!"

Ming Jian Zhenren on one side thought to himself, with a silver spear in his hand, a shadow of the gun flew out, turning into a silver stream of light, stabbing into the gap between Monk Dazhi's ribs.

The sword light and sword light were shattered. Seeing that Monk Dazhi was as powerful as a mad tiger, Master Yun Kong had to dodge to one side and make way.

Seeing the gun shadow roaring, Monk Dazhi hurriedly swung his sword and slashed angrily. The gun shadow shattered, but sharp gun winds stabbed on Monk Dazhi's body. His monk's robe was instantly hit and was ragged. However, Monk Dazhi's body was powerful, and this gun wind did not really hurt him.

After rushing through the interception of Master Yun Kong and Master Ming Jian, he waved his swords left and right, and slashed a sword light at each of them.

With his desperate efforts, his magical powers surged. Yunkong and Mingjian had to wave their weapons to face the enemy, and they did not dare to stand in front of him.

Liu Changsheng had already striding for the stars and hit him from a distance with a stick. With a loud buzzing sound, the purple-gold stick shadow tore through the void and flashed thousands of feet, and hit Monk Dazhi's head hard. The stick shadow was like a mountain, and Monk Dazhi's figure rushed forward suddenly slowed down a little.

"You can't let him go!"

Master Yun Kong shouted violently, soared into the air, chasing Dazhi Monk with a slanted body, and the direction of rushing forward overlapped with the direction of Liu Changsheng's forward rushing forward.

Liu Changsheng was slightly surprised and secretly guessed that Master Yun Kong had always been cunning. He shouted so loudly, but wanted to hide behind him. He must have been unwilling to fight with Monk Dazhi and wanted to show off.

Unexpectedly, just as the two figures crossed, Master Yun Kong waved the long sword in his hand and slashed it at Liu Changsheng's neck with a sword.

The light shines brightly on the long sword, and the sword wind is sharp. This sword obviously made all its best efforts.

The transformation of the elbows and armpits is so close that Liu Changsheng has nowhere to hide.

However, at this critical moment, the body-protecting light flying around Liu Changsheng was like spirituality, and rushed towards the neck, and instantly turned into a thick aperture between the neck. Then, Liu Changsheng looked in his left hand and punched the chest of Master Yun Kong.

"Boom boom", two dull loud sounds sounded one by one, and the sword light broke the protective aperture between Liu Changsheng's neck, slashed on the soft golden silk armor, and did not break it. Even so, there was still a dull pain between the neck, and the roar in his head, and the blood boiled, and he was very uncomfortable. His figure flew towards one side and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Liu Changsheng's body is strong and has armor and body protection energy to protect his body. Otherwise, this sword would be disabled even if it did not die.

Master Yun Kong was punched in front of his chest by Liu Changsheng, his ribs were broken, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. His figure flew more than a hundred feet away, and the qi and blood in his body reversed.

"Mingjian, Dugucheng, why are you still standing there? Kill Liu Changsheng!"

Monk Dazhi swung his sword and slashed the stick. The queen suddenly shouted loudly, and then flew backwards, swung her two swords together, and crossed her head and crossed her head at Liu Changsheng.

Seeing the scene of Master Yun Kong attacking Liu Changsheng, Master Ming Jian was already stunned, his mind was blank, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. When he heard Monk Dazhi's words, he was even more confused and stood in the air in a daze without any movement.

Dugucheng, who was in the other direction, frowned and said, "Monkey, don't talk nonsense. You have no way out. If you give up, I can plead for you!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and flew into the distance, leaving Liu Changsheng and Monk Dazhi far away, and was unwilling to get involved in this fierce battle.

On that day, the five demon emperors besieged the mountain gate of Hehuan Sect. Zen Master Zhiguang helped him. Dugucheng remembered this kindness, but at this moment, Dazhi and Daxian pressed forward to kill Liu Changsheng and Ya Zi step by step. Their methods were sinister and treacherous. Not only did they summon a ferocious beast, but they could actually make Master Yun Kong help him. He instinctively became afraid and disgusted and did not want to help the two monks.

Gongsun Yong shook his figure and raised his hand and sword in the direction of Qiongqi's pounce. Seeing Qiongqi step by step, Liu Changsheng couldn't take action to attack, so he had to help.

The sword shadow tore through the void and made a harsh sound of breaking through the air. Qiongqi's pupils shrank, and he did not dare to shake it. He suddenly rushed to the side and avoided the sword shadow. Then, he slapped his wings and his figure crossed thousands of feet away, not far from Liu Changsheng.

Liu Changsheng raised his hand and knocked the mad dog-like monk Dazhi to fly hundreds of feet away.

The figure shook and rushed towards Master Yunkong, swept across with a stick. Master Yunkong had just restored the reversal of his body. He hurriedly handed out a long sword and stabbed Liu Changsheng in his chest, but was hit by a stick. The long stick had not yet declined, and it hit his waist firmly with the strong wind. Master Yunkong's figure suddenly flew out and crashed into Qiongqi who was rushing from a distance.

Liu Changsheng couldn't understand why Master Yun Kong was attacking him. Master Mingjian, Master Yun Kong, and Monk Dazhi were just in a triangle position to sandwich himself in the middle. If he was trapped by three people and was entangled by Qiongqi, it would be dangerous. Because of this, he instinctively stayed away from Master Mingjian and Monk Dazhi.

Qiongqi roared lowly and raised his claws to slap the true man Yunkong. The waist of Yunkong was broken by a stick, and the force inside his body seemed to be exhausted. Seeing Qiongqi's sharp claws like steel hooks slapping at his head, but he was unable to resist, a hint of fear and sadness flashed in his eyes.

With a thunderous sound, a big head was shattered by Qiongqi.

Immediately afterwards, Qiongqi rushed towards Liu Changsheng, and the demon clouds rolled on his sharp claws, slapped at Liu Changsheng, and waved his wings behind him suddenly forward, and bone spurs on the tip of the wings burst out sharp sword energy, slashing towards Liu Changsheng.

"Get out!"

Liu Changsheng did not dodge or dodge, and walked towards Qiongqi. The golden light shone around him, and he hit Qiongqi's sharp claws with one stick.

With a dull sound, Qiongqi's body, more than ten feet long, flew backwards into the sky, a sharp claw trembled, and the blood in his body was so boiling that it was difficult to control himself. The rolling demon cloud rolled back, and the stick almost broke its claws.

However, Liu Changsheng's figure was also pushed hard and retreated dozens of feet.

Qiongqi's strength is not as strong as Yazi, and the sharpness and firmness of the four sharp claws are not inferior to Yazi's dragon claws, and they are a strong enemy.

Jinya's speed was a little slow. He had just rushed forward and raised his hand and hit Zhenren Mingjian. Immediately afterwards, with a wave of the long stick, tens of thousands of stick shadows flew out, and hit Monk Dazhi.

The shadow of the stick hit him, and Ming Jian instinctively pushed his gun to meet him, but was hit dozens of feet away with one stick.

At this moment, he had a clear mind. True Man Yunkong went to clean the portal that day and killed Duan Pingyuan. He returned three days later and then went into seclusion for another day. There seemed to be nothing unusual about this. But now it seems that True Man Yunkong must have failed, and was even captured by Pudu Temple and was banned. Otherwise, he would not have suddenly "crazy" attacked Liu Changsheng.

Thinking of this, he shouted angrily: "The great wise thief is bald, what have you moved on Senior Brother Yunkong!"

The spear in his hand shook and stabbed Monk Dazhi from afar.

Seeing the shadows of sticks cast by Jinya flying over like raging waves, Monk Dazhi did not dare to take them, so he pulled away and rushed towards Qiongqi, wanting to hide behind Qiongqi.

Hearing the questioning of Ming Jian Zhenren, Monk Dazhi smiled at the corner of his mouth and said without looking back: "You Buddhist scum, why are you pretending to be stupid? You have converted to my Buddha, but you don't respect the Buddha's will. Just wait to go to hell!"

He slashed the gun shadow behind him with a backhand.

At this moment, Liu Changsheng suddenly turned around and rushed towards Dazhi, and took a step forward, which was a thousand feet away. He raised his left hand and grabbed Monk Dazhi from afar, waved his long stick with his right hand and smashed it down with one stick.

With a bang, the void in front of Monk Dazhi broke and twisted when Liu Changsheng pressed his palm. Monk Dazhi seemed to suddenly fall into the mud, and his body shook and stopped in the air.

The stick is like a mountain, and it hits the head.

"No, you can't kill me. There are thousands of spies from my Pudu Temple in Tianshi Mansion, only I know them..."

Monk Dazhi shouted, holding his swords at the shadow of the stick. Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the stick had already smashed down, the sound was drowned by the roar. The swords were disembarked, his arms were broken, and his body fell to the ground.

Liu Changsheng took a step forward, rushed to him, and smashed him on the head with a stick.

This stick not only took the life of Monk Dazhi, but even his soul was strangled by the huge force contained in the stick shadow.

Qiongqi spread his wings and rushed from one side. Seeing this scene, he was so scared that he turned around and rushed to one side.

Compared to Yazi, he bullied the weak and feared the strong. Liu Changsheng's just now hurt him.

A silver stream of light rushed over, and the sword energy hit the void, making a hissing sound.

Liu Changsheng raised his hand and smashed it away, grabbed Monk Dazhi's headless body and ran to one side.

The transformed spirit soldier has too strong attack power and too fast. He has not yet come up with a good solution for a while, so he can only avoid it and set aside enough distance before making a decision.

Seeing the transformed spirit soldiers roaring towards them, Jinya, Mingjian, Gongsun Yong, and Dugucheng were also avoiding each other. This sword was too domineering and no one wanted to provoke him.

Dugucheng originally wanted to ask for love for Monk Dazhi, but he didn't expect Monk Dazhi to die so happily and didn't even bother to speak.

Ya Zi on the other side was originally rushing here. When he saw the transformed spirit soldier chasing Liu Changsheng, he turned around again. No one was more afraid of the transformed spirit soldier than him.

Qiongqi, who had turned around and left, saw Liu Changsheng picking up the body of Monk Dazhi, but hesitated for a moment and actually soared into the air and chased Liu Changsheng.

(The tonsil inflammation has not been cured. I went to get a drip in the afternoon. This chapter is a little late, sorry!)
Chapter completed!