"Okay, Cao Bo, don't worry, I will definitely kill all the evil monks and save Yun Bing and Dharma Xiang." ~ You"

When Junior Brother Ying saw it, he couldn't help but look horrified. He found that Ye Feng's speed was even close to that of the Jindan monk, completely surpassing his sword flying. Thinking that he had thought that Ye Feng needed his waiting before, he couldn't help but feel a little hot and felt very ashamed.

"Take care" Junior Brother Ying did not care about his ashamed, and shouted loudly at Ye Feng's back, and then flew to the other side with all his strength.

"The same to you"

Ye Feng smiled slightly without looking back, raised his hand over his shoulder, and waved backwards.

Ye Feng is completely unfamiliar with this senior brother Ying, but since this junior brother Ying is not afraid of death for Cao Bai, he is obviously a respectable person. Ye Feng does not want this junior brother Ying to be in danger in his heart, and he has promised Cao Bai before that he would take a look at this junior brother Ying by the way.

Otherwise, Ye Feng would not have taken the initiative to choose the bloody path, and promised to support Brother Ying again after solving the problems on this path.

While Ye Feng was riding a horse to chase, he suddenly leaned over and reached out to pick a piece of wild grass leaf. Above the grass leaf was a bit of red blood that had been frozen by the cold air.

Ye Feng vomited spiritual power and immediately drove away the cold and cold energy in the blood, and successfully felt the masculine power contained in the blood.

"The thing on this road should be the Dharma image"

Based on the aura contained in this bloodstain, it is naturally not difficult for Ye Feng to judge that the owner of the bloodstain should be a man, and he is a monk, so it is absolutely impossible for Yun Bing.

Of course, it is also possible that the bloodstain left is not Yun Bing or Dharma image, but any of the three pursuers. In that case, Ye Feng would not be able to determine who would be hunted on this road.

However, according to Ye Feng's judgment, Yun Bing and the Dharma Image were running away, and the possibility of injuring the pursuers was relatively small, so most of the blood was left by the Dharma Image.

"Male, follow this smell"

Soon, the blood and fighting traces on the road disappeared. Ye Feng was not worried. He immediately placed the collected blood along the way in front of the Wusun Tianma, letting the Wusun Tianma smell it. Wusun Tianma immediately understood, and neighed in a humanized manner, and continued to chase it.

Bang bang bang...

Decoction and decoction...

Finally, Ye Feng faintly heard the violent collision of magic weapons in the rolling black fog in front of him, and the loud shouting of Buddhist monks, and immediately rode his horse without hesitation to rush over.

At the same time, in order to be foolproof, Ye Feng also moved his mind slightly and released the white dragon that had been hiding in his sleeves, allowing the white dragon and the soul gathering banner to conquer the ghosts together in the deep black fog nearby, so as to launch a fatal attack on the enemy at any time.

call……

Ye Feng's men and horses were as fast as lightning, and there was a strong wind between them. Before the horses arrived at the fighting arena, the strong wind had already blown away all the black fog around them. Ye Feng immediately saw the situation in the fighting arena. It was precisely because the Dharma image was not very different from the other two costumes, but had a ferocious face and ferocious monks.

Both monks have a late stage of foundation building cultivation, and their luck is quite strong, and their strength is no less than that of the Dharma image. In addition, they are no longer injured by the Dharma image, so they keep spitting out blood during the fight, so they are naturally not the opponents of the two monks. The situation is very dangerous, and they are completely trying hard to support them.

"Dharma, how dare you help the monks of the outer sect escape. In order not to let this matter be revealed, you can only die." At this time, a monk laughed arrogantly.

He seemed to be talking, and every time he spitted a word, it formed a mysterious. The complex sound waves were as thick as a bell and drum, huge and fiercely vibrating the mind of the Dharma image. Even the air vibrated slightly, like layers of waves spreading. Wherever the waves passed, whether it was weeds or sand, they were all shattered without any suspense.

At the same time, another monk was full of Buddha power, holding two huge golden cymbals and attacking desperately, making a series of crisp impacts, forming sound waves containing ** Buddha power. However, the first monk's voice attack was like a hammer, domineering, and these sound waves were like a knife, sharp

Looking at the image again, he was in a mess. His robes were covered with big holes and were in rags. He could no longer use the magical art of subduing the demons. There was still a wreckage of Yinbo Muyu lying under his feet. Fortunately, there was a golden staff. He was pale and vomiting blood. He held his hands tightly and rotated around him, forming a golden staff shadow in the shape of a disc, which barely blocked the two monks from launching a fierce attack.

"Who"

Ye Feng's men were too fast. Before he got closer, the monk felt the strong wind and immediately looked over vigilantly. When he met the Dharma, Ye Feng was overjoyed. The other two monks showed murderous intent. One of them attacked the Dharma with all their might, and the other one jumped up in the air, waving his wide, heavy, golden-shining palms, and quickly slapped Ye Feng in the air.

Bang bang bang...

As the monk slapped in the air, golden Buddha lights appeared out of thin air, and in an instant they condensed into huge, thick, real and illusory Buddha light hands, forming mysterious handprints, like small hills, and extremely violently hit Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng supported Cao Bai, he also encountered the Buddha Light Hand. However, the Buddha Light Hand was obviously just a little bit of fur compared to the Buddha Light Hand emitted by the monk in front of him. The power of the two is completely incomparable. In the same way, before the Buddha Light Hand was slapped Ye Feng, Ye Feng felt a strong threat.

There are ten Buddha's hands and feet, each of which is several feet high, which is overwhelming. Ye Feng has no way to dodge, only the real face can resist.

"Ye Feng, be careful"

Fa Xiang could not take care of the surprise, and couldn't help but show a look of worry and exclaimed in abrupt voice. Even if he was the Buddha's hand, he could not resist it at all. He had been slapped on the ground by the Buddha's hand, thanks to the best Buddha robes and robe on his body, and the sound wave wooden fish and other defensive methods, he saved his life.

Even so, his cassock and wooden fish were all destroyed and the man was seriously injured. Now it is supported by strong will and the profound skills he has practiced for many years.

If the Buddha Light Great Seal had not consumed a lot of magic power, it would have caused some harm to the monk who had insufficient Buddhist realm and cultivation. After each use, the monk must rest for a while before he could continue to use it. He might have been killed by the monk with the Buddha Light Great Seal.

"Go to die"

The two monks laughed cruelly, as if they had seen Ye Feng being photographed with these Buddha's light handprints and men and horses on the spot.

However, Ye Feng was not afraid at all. He was surprised and immediately looked cold, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and he shouted, and he lifted the reins without retreating or avoiding it. He jumped up like a dragon, ignoring the Buddha's light hand in the sky, and rushed straight towards the monk in the sky.

Rumble...

Ye Feng and his men and horses hit the Buddha's light handprint. The seemingly domineering Buddha's light handprint was immediately shattered. Ye Feng's men forcibly hit a big hole, and several Buddha's light handprints were smashed in succession. Ye Feng's men then stopped in the air and successfully rushed to the front of the leaping monk.

"What's going on? This is impossible"

Both the monks in the air and on the ground were shocked, full of horror and unbelievable, because they found that the Buddha's hands not only did not block Ye Feng's men, but even Ye Feng's men did not even have any damage. This was really different from what they imagined.

But they didn't know that Ye Feng used the middle-grade magic talisman, the Shura Technique, the art of unity of human and horses, and was riding a second-level Wusun Tianma. His previous sprint speed was comparable to that of the Golden Pill monk walking and running. There were also the light of the sword of the heavenly magic weapon, the colorful spiritual jade of the heavenly magic weapon, and the protection of the heavenly horse armor. It would be strange if he would be injured.

"good"

The two monks were frightened, but the Dharma was surprised. He, who was profound and steady in Buddhism, couldn't help but cheer like a child.

"Evil monk, die"

Ye Feng showed a satisfied smile. Wusun Tianma, Tianpeng, and medium-grade divine talismans did not disappoint him, and all showed great power. He did not wait any longer, raised his hand casually, pointed slightly in the air, and the black sword light around him immediately...

Killed on the bald head of the evil monk.

Although the evil monk was wearing a cassock with extremely strong defense ability, he had emitted the Buddha's light and handprints before, but in an instant, he took all the magic power inside and on his body, so that the sword light came to him at this time. The cassock seemed to have not been refined, and did not even have any effect, without even a reaction.

Even the monk felt a sense of powerlessness that could not move in an instant, and it happened to be in the air. Faced with such a rapid sword light, he could only sit and wait for death.
Chapter completed!