The Legend of the Demon Sword Emperor
Monklike
Somewhere in Heiyan Waterfall, a fat bald youth, dressed in a dirty robe, leaned against a rock.
It seemed to be a monk, but there was a scar on the head, and underneath the robe was a woman with a beautiful and dazzling body that only covered three points.
He held the chicken leg in his left hand and the wine jug in his right hand, with a drunk and hazy expression on his face, which looked rather inconspicuous.
Staring at Xing Yun , who was not far below him, his eyes shone in surprise, and he smiled, "You are so powerful, you can use life and death strength to control your body, you can use life and death strength to control your body, and your physique is perverted. I was like that.
" My Cher had something to do with it. Hmph, that is unforgivable. "
The bald-headed monk muttered again, biting the chicken's leg, threw it away, sipped the wine, and exclaimed for a moment Get rid of the jug between the waves.
summon!
A body that suddenly flashed and rushed out like a ghostly shadow, leaving behind a strange shadow along the way!
When the palms fell, spiritual power gathered, golden light shone on the palms, and 'swastikas' shone in all directions, as if the sun was coming!
“Hey, you will not die if you take my palm, and I will not kill you today!”
Xing Yun , who had just jumped from the ruins, was about to go out to face Lu Jue, but he suddenly heard a sound falling from the sky, and the next moment, he was, the hair all over his body was burning!
Xing Yun did not have any serious problems now, the defensive power bestowed upon Xing Yun by the undead demon body was not too frightening, but with the fog of life, it was not too frightening, the self-healing power is truly unparalleled.
But now Xing Yun felt the breath of death!
“Body of the undead! Push with all your strength!”
Xing Yun did not escape, but turned to look at the bald monk, and the undead body pushed with all its might.
The billowing fog of life enveloped the entire body, the demon heart trembled, and demonic energy rippled, and layers of strange lines were stamped all over the body, and the undead flame mask endured!
Xing Yun had just urged, the next time the bald monk's attack came!
The palms were slightly fat, but as hard as a gold-plated layer.
The golden light of the palm swastika overflowed, and fell right in front of Xing Yun with a holy and noble aura!
the explosion!
The golden light was dazzling, and the scenery within ten meters disappeared in an instant, and everything was filled with golden light!
The hard black iron rocks were like paper paste, cracking one after another ferocious cracks like monster fangs, dense and extremely terrifying!
Lu Jue's pupils tightened, and he quickly retreated a dozen meters away, but he was still coughed by the powerful airwaves.
Looking up and looking at the situation before him, he said with a horrified expression: "Buddha Light Palm ... This is a monk's murder!
Why is this guy here!
" On the pattern of the fourth level, but no one is not afraid of him!
Even Xingdao Bai Zixuan, who had occupied first place on the martial arts list all year round, would not dare to fight it so easily!
A character of both true and evil, his immoral appearance, the terrifying Buddhist martial arts, the perverted killer martial arts, and the unblinking killing attitude made everyone who saw him have to be afraid!
He was not a Buddha at all, but a demon, and he was a crazy demon that controlled the power of the Buddha to kill!
The Buddha's Palm of Light is one of the most powerful Buddhist martial arts in killing lives. Lu Jue was lucky to see him a second time. The first time he saw it, it was a demon genius who had directly destroyed a fifth level Martial Art. Nature with one killer palm!
He did not expect that the killing would use the Buddha's Palm of Light to deal with Xing Yun, but he knew very well that Xing Yun would definitely die without leaving behind any trash!
I don't know why relieved. Lu Jue didn't know why the murder happened, but it was enough to kill Xing Yun's confidant .
Everyone in the distance had stopped fighting, and everyone was horrified when they saw this!
"Fake monk kill?! How could this person obey Lu Jue!"
Wu Lingyan was slightly surprised and felt unbelievable. The fake monk was an arrogant monk who did not dare to listen to the elders. Now it's...
"Wei Hai!"
Wu Lingyan immediately understood that Wei Hai must have used some methods to make this freak come!
Seeing the dense golden light in the distance, Wu Lingyan was a little sad.
This misguided power, whoever had seen it, had to be amazed!
"The murder really came? Tsk tsk, Xing Yun will die if he does not die.
“Come go.” Ke Xingsha glanced at Ke Xingli indifferently, then turned to leave.
Since Xing Yun had to die, there were no exceptions!
As for Wu Lingyan, they dared to fight, but they did not dare to kill.
With His Highness Huo Lian's ability, he would definitely be able to find out who killed his precious disciples, and they would also die at that time!
Wu Lingyan did not step forward to stop Ke Xingli's two brothers and sisters, the situation in front of him was obvious, and he couldn't do anything about it!
"Sister!" Hao Ren looked into the distance with an expression of fierce pain.
Hao Ren did not know about the killing, but after sensing the terrifying power of the Buddha's Palms, he could understand that Xing Yun had no chance of survival!
Hearing Hao Ren's voice, Lu Jue turned to look, with a grin at the corner of his mouth, "Your eldest brother, it will be very difficult to endure this time."
"No way!"
hurry over!
He was afraid of death, very afraid of death, but he was a good and righteous man!
If Xing Yun dies, Hao Ren vows that he must kill the murder, Lu Jue, everyone! A tribute to Xing Yun !
Lu Jue only looked from the side and did not step forward.
Killing is a very strange character, sometimes he likes to meddle in his own affairs, sometimes he is cruel, and even hates others to interfere in his affairs.
Lu Jue would not care, it would be best if he was killed. If you don't kill him, there's a chance to kill him.
However, before Hao Ren started, suddenly a golden light burst out like a stream of water, and Hao Ren hurriedly retreated.
The next moment the golden light disappeared, and everyone present was stunned when they saw the scene before them!
I looked at Killing chicken feet in one hand, and sat on a rock with a jug in the other, looking curiously in front of him.
In front of him was a huge pool of blood, with broken swords and pieces of iron strewn across the pool of blood, and in the middle was a thin figure covered in blood half-kneeling on the ground, motionless.
Layers of undead flames lingered all over the body, not the slightest heat, just a strange chill, and the people watching this scene were horrified!
Everyone was dumbfounded, they really did not understand what was going on!
So, is that Xing Yun ?
Why so skinny? ! It looks like a ghost!
"You're really amazing, you're not gonna die like this."
Killing biting a chicken leg, sipping wine, and shaking his head, "I'll keep my promise, I won't kill you today. ."
"Haha ..." The hoarse and strange voice suddenly Appearing in this space gradually disappeared with the wind, like a sneering ghost, making people shudder!
“I, Xing Yun swear, everyone will die today!!!”
The figure in the pool of blood was moving slowly around the neck, making a creaking sound.
After raising his head, there was no blood on his face, his eyes were ferocious and red all over his body.
His face was a bit old, like a decades-old old man.
the explosion!
Waves of demonic energy urged the undead flames to rise throughout the body in the face of the storm, making Xing Yun look like an Asura from hell!
Everyone in the audience was shrouded in a deadly silence!