"Well, Jiaxiang, Daoxin, wisdom, and emperor's heart... The four great Buddhist monks Qi Zhi, and there is also a monk Lekong from Jingnian Zen Temple! Fei Xuan really put a lot of effort!"

Fang Ming's eyes flew past the four great monks and monk Lekong one by one, and finally stared at Shi Feixuan's eyes.

"Faixuan couldn't imagine that the king's martial arts had reached this level, and it was all my fault that Master Ning had exhausted his troops!"

"Soldiers?"

Fang Ming smiled slightly: "That's too cheap, Ning Daoqi. To be honest, he has already destroyed both body and spirit, and he has no chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Daoxin Gao Xuan Buddha's name and said with compassion: "A thought of the past made the four of us make a big mistake. Today we must persuade the king to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Kou Zhong only heard it and his scalp was numb.

Every word these monks seemed to rush back and forth in the meridians in his body, making him vomit blood. He knew that each of these people was the supreme master in Buddhism!

Faced with such a master-level figure, even if the Tiandao Song Que is intact, it will take a lot of effort to deal with one. What's more, Song Que has just had a duel with a grandmaster like Ning Daoqi. Even if he is safe and sound, he will inevitably suffer a lot.

With such a deep hatred, everything today seems to be impossible to turn around.

A cold feeling suddenly hit Kou Zhong's heart.

Knowing that the four great monks are located in the north and north, they are here together at this time. It is obvious that the Baidao Wulin had planned it, and this time Ning Daoqi made an appointment to fight Song Que was clearly a trap!

If Ning Daoqi could persuade Song Que to "retreat when he sees difficulties", he would naturally be very good, otherwise it would be a siege!

As long as Song Que dies, the attack on the Song family will be unparalleled. Even if the Song family rebelled in the future, it will be difficult to suppress and suffer a lot of losses. It will be better than letting the tiger return to the mountain and leaving endless disasters in the future.

It was not until this time that Kou Zhong deeply understood the meaning of Fang Ming’s previous words, and he knew even more that today was ten deaths and no life!

"Well! The four bald donkeys added one to the sky, they do have the ability to kill me!"

Faced with this desperate situation, Fang Ming's face remained unchanged and chatted and laughed: "It seems that you have made up your mind. Even if you chase me to the ends of the world this time, you won't let me go?"

Bang!

The Emperor Xin paused a Zen staff. Before the Great Perfect Staff was used, he naturally had a perfect Zen spirit expanded, indicating that he would not give up today.

"Haha... OK! Very good! Killing Ning Doqi today is not happy enough! Just add a few more of you!"

Fang Ming smiled at the sky, and the air flowed around him: "Do you know? What I am most proud of is not the sword technique!"

At this time, the heavy rain had stopped, the morning light was dim in the sky, and a line of sunlight was slightly exposed, reflecting the riverside waterways, full of vitality.

In Kou Zhong's spiritual sense, Song Quepure's figure disappeared in an instant, the sky and the earth expanded infinitely, and were connected with the human in the middle as the core link.

The vast and masculine thoughts turned into the yang god, rushed out of Fang Ming, entrusting the heaven and earth, and celestial beings, and absorbing the original power of the most strong and yang in the universe.

As the sun rises, the first ray of light shines down, making Fang Ming, who is bathed in the sun, look like a god.

He took a step forward and suddenly turned into dozens of phantoms. He came to Monk Kong at the extreme speed of surpassing Shi Zhixuan's magical body technique.

The eyelids of Likong drooped low, but the copper bell naturally vibrated, emitting a huge Zen sound.

At the same time, he formed a seal with one hand and slapped it out with a palm. The Buddha power around him seemed to be activated, blocking the surroundings with a gentle and vast feeling.

Bang!

More than a dozen phantoms exploded, revealing Fang Ming's body.

When Lekong's palm came out, it seemed to lock all the spaces in all directions, making Fang Ming only able to shake his unparalleled Buddha power.

This martial arts of Likong is actually above any of the four great saint monks!

But Fang Ming's eyes were filled with sadness and joy, and he seemed to have known everything long ago.

His eyes were filled with strange lights, and with a casual move, everyone present felt a terrifying and invincible force, which turned into a strong wind and naturally generated in the void!

The most powerful force of the Yang Po in the world is invincible and immortal, so it can be called "gold"! The sharp nature of gold is turned into a strong wind, which is the golden wind!

At the same time, the true energy in Fang Ming's body reached its limit, and the true energy that was concentrated to the extreme suddenly atomized, forming drops of crystal clear, jade-like dewdrops!

The jade dew is formed inside and the golden wind is used outside! These two streams of soft and hard, each with extreme strength is integrated together, and the two poles are integrated to form a feat similar to the "small three-in-one"!

A new, incredible force instantly appeared in Fang Ming's palm, cutting along the bronze bell with a perfect arc.

Golden Wind and Jade Dew Palm!

This set of Fang Ming thought endlessly, and the Gu Feng Yin Lu Gong Dharma Protector, which was oppressed under the power of heaven and man, finally reappeared!

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world!

Lekong's face changed continuously.

He first felt a thread of feminine energy, which was lingering like love, and went down through the copper bell. Then, a violent and violent wind stormed on the copper bell, and the huge copper bell sunk into a strange arc.

These two are completely opposite. The true qi of different natures mixed together and exploded, causing the true power of Buddhism, which he had been practicing for decades, to collapse.

boom!

The small three-in-one explosion, and the huge copper bell suddenly split.

Fang Ming whistled, kicked Kong in the chest, causing the handsome monk who was too young to vomit blood and flew backwards. The five great monks' joint siege was immediately broken.

He kept his steps and did not continue to fill the palm, and immediately rushed away the encirclement. When the Great Perfect Staff of Emperor Xin and Master Jiaxiang's Killing Zen Technique attacked before, the lightning shot into the dense forest and disappeared.

"Chase!"

The four great saints acted together, and Monk Lekong even proclaimed the Buddha's name and vomited a mouthful of blood. He had great compassion for sacrificing one's own life and following him as if he was slow and fast.

Kou Zhong remained silent and spoke for a long time with Shi Feixuan on the opposite side.

Fang Ming's terrible martial arts really left a very deep impression on them.

"It seems... Master Fairy is coming to make things difficult for me!"

Kou Zhong held the well Zhongyue in his hand and smiled bitterly.

Shi Feixuan's lips brought a bitter smile that could make all men in the world excited, and said in a sweet voice: "Faixuan doesn't want this either. If the young marshal is willing to retire immediately and wait for the chaos in the world to pass in Jingnian Zen Temple, Feixuan will turn around and leave immediately!"

"impossible!"

Kou Zhong refused flatly, suddenly pulled out the moon in the well, and a dazzling yellow light burst out from the blade.

He stood upright with a long sword, showing his unparalleled determination and fighting spirit: "The fairy miscalculated! The more you force me to give in, the more I, Kou Zhong, want to do something to do, and prove that you are wrong!"

"What you did today really made me lose confidence in the so-called martial arts righteous path..."

Shi Feixuan shook his head sadly: "Do you know that the situation in the north is not optimistic at this time. Under the war between Wu Zun Bi Xuan, the East and West Turks have already let go of the conflicts and may attack the border at any time. Feixuan is like this, but he really does not want all people in the world to suffer. If he is guilty, I am willing to bear it all!"

"But with Song Que's life, Li Shimin will not be able to unify the north and south of the Yangtze River even if he gives him another hundred years!"

Kou Zhong suddenly winked and said, "Now the situation in the world has changed drastically. Should Fairy Shi turn to support us and let the Li family surrender?"

Shi Feixuan sighed softly: "It seems that the young marshal is unwilling to accept other people's kindness and insists on meeting them with them!"

The beauty's behavior made Kou Zhong almost want to give up the knife and surrender directly, and he screamed in his heart that he could not bear it.

However, there was still a hint of clarity on his spiritual platform, and it seemed that he had seen Fang Ming meaningfully. His eyes with mysterious light immediately shuddered. The true energy of the Eternal Life Art in his body was constantly circulating, and he was immediately filled with fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Shi Feixuan could only sigh: "What if it's better than ten moves? If the young marshal can block Feixuan's ten swords, Feixuan will not pursue it today!"

"Ten moves? Is this fairy true?"

Kou Zhong's eyes lit up, thinking that although he was definitely not the opponent of the female swordsman in front of him, he was very likely to have to pass ten moves, so he couldn't help but feel excited: "The fairy's words are true, of course, come on!"

clang!

Shi Feixuan's long sword was unsheathed, and the human and the sword seemed to form a closely connected and inseparable whole. The sword light came like mercury pouring into the ground, and it seemed that the surroundings were full of fairy energy, which turned the wild lands by the river into the Qionglou Fairyland.

Kou Zhong complained in his heart, knowing that he had underestimated Shi Feixuan. If it were yesterday, he would have to bow down and surrender under the sword technique that seemed to be tolerating the world, and he would definitely not be able to hold on to the ten moves.

But at this time.

He raised his eyebrows and followed the sword. Jing Zhongyue seemed to have his own spirituality. She suddenly stabbed into the sword light and found the beautiful figure of Shi Feixuan's empty sword.

bite!

The swords and swords intersected, Kou Zhongru was killed by thunder, took three steps and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

However, his expression was very excited at this moment. He knew that his sword trajectory had been watched in succession last night, and he secretly mastered the masters' arts. He went further. He couldn't help laughing and said, "There are nine swords! Fairy, please do not keep your hands!"

"Forget it! It's just because the clouds are deep in this mountain and I don't know where..."

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Shi Feixuan's lips: "Since this sword cannot do anything to you, there is no need to use the remaining nine moves. The young marshal asked Dai Feixuan to say hello to Ziling!"

Kou Zhong looked at Shi Feixuan's back, but he felt a little confused and confused in his heart.

Knowing that he did not retreat under Shi Feixuan's sword-like lyrics, he inspires his original infinite fighting spirit and potential, and his sword path has gone to the next level, which makes Shi Feixuan not sure to take him down, so he retreats in a difficult situation.
Chapter completed!