A golden light flashed in Yinglu's right eye. When she raised her hand, it was a palm. There was a golden light on the edge of her palm, breaking the air.

It belongs to the wild and fierce atmosphere of the mountain!

The faces of the people who were breathing changed a lot, and they all retreated. They looked at the Yingluo, which was in full swing. Yingluo seemed to have never heard of it. They raised their sharp hands, cut off one of the arm of the Jiedanjing monks intercepted in front, kicked him to the ground, looked around, and said coldly: "Ye Fengsheng said that even if he died, Qilian would cover the head of the Kunlun monk. Now that he is dead, his words still make sense!"

"Are you crazy?"

The monks who escaped were shocked and could hear Sen Leng's intention to kill from Yinglu's words. They did not believe it or understand it.

When a person dies, it is impossible to say such ridiculous words. Do you think you are Ye Fengsheng? Can we create another thunderstorm of that size? If you can't do it, why do you want to kill those Kunlun monks who are lucky enough to escape?

Yinglu has always disagreed with these people. Later, she once again hunted down the fleeing Kunlun monk. She should not lose anyone. She should fulfill her promise for Ye Fengsheng. This is the only thing she can do for him now.

Seeing a mental training approaching his head, Yefeng's voice raised his eyebrows slightly, but instead of turning his head to avoid it, he moved his body motionlessly and moved his posture to the other side of the bottom of the lake.

He was unwilling to give up the opportunity to absorb the halo, so he did not dare to resist his guess as reality, but chose a more stable confusion. If his guess was wrong, then everything was good. If Green Orange deliberately avoided harming himself, he should carefully consider the reasons for doing so.

Are you putting pressure on yourself?

He still hasn't given up on the idea of ​​learning to meditate!

What can you get by practicing meditation? Avatar! Apart from the possibility of escape, the current situation is hopeless!

If you cannot intimidate or bewildered, you will want to force yourself with this kind of plausible pressure! Let yourself take the path of meditation in despair, and meditation will also learn!

“Detected?”

The blind old path on the lake is not an energy-saving lamp. After detecting Ye Fengsheng's movements, the chill at the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"Do you want to go? Test in front of me? If you want to try it, I'll try it with you!"

As the sound fell, the tattered green and orange wide-sleeved robe trembled in the air, killing in the torrent of spirit

Just on the traces of anger and messyness, the lake was about to burst into a series of waves.

Although Ye Fengsheng at the bottom of the lake added a little embarrassment, the troubles in his eyes completely disappeared. Since his spirit had just been absorbed, under Qingzhi's attack, he could hardly maintain his life safety. Occasionally, if there was an urgent matter and there was no time to hide, he could try not to make too many waves in this big wave, and he was discovered by the Buddha.

But Ye Fengsheng soon discovered that the situation was wrong because the attack he was currently facing was so weird. Those seemingly powerful and able to cause real damage would never fall on him, but would only cause a large number of surging waves around him. Those who might fall by his side are always right, and they will not cause serious damage to themselves, nor will they make it easy for them to avoid the training of halos.

One is coincidence, the other is weird. At this moment, Ye Fengsheng no longer considered hesitation and hesitation. He could be sure that he was discovered by the green orange on the lake. But for the same thing, Qingcheng knew that he had found his mind, so he deliberately made this fake gesture to relax his vigilance.

As expected, the world monk was frightened by the wind! With this little trick and calculating, Ye Fengsheng felt a little cold on his head.

Not afraid of the other party's strength or the other party's conspiracy against him, what really made Ye Fengsheng shudder was that there are too many people in this field that are stronger than themselves. Faced with the younger generation who can solve problems with fists, he did not choose to solve problems with fists, but was calculating! Set up a game at a certain point and let himself do it according to his intentions!

This is a terrible person! Ye Fengsheng finally understood why he could survive the encirclement of the three tribes, because he could

Those who endure humiliation and try every means to achieve their goals, if they cannot succeed, no one in the world can succeed!

This is not a nursery rhyme, nor is it a speech compiled by a person who has nothing to do with it, but the true power of the Buddha by the lake!

The flute of a hundred ghosts, a piece of green wood, when the smoke rises, hundreds of ghosts float to the surface. This is the same as the realm of monks, and it is difficult to do anything in the curling smoke! On the contrary, they will be soaked in the ghosts they summoned, eroding their spiritual power, and eventually becoming puppets who obey their orders!

There is no heaven to speak of in front of Pluto, which dominates the world! His flute sound, his azuki smoke, is the path of ghosts! This is the road to death!

Since the ancient books already know the origin of the saint's magic weapon, Ye Fengsheng did not hesitate to fight for his life when he saw the lake water and drilled into the water. At least in the water, he could avoid being confused by the smoke of green wood and have more self-center.

Of course, Ye Fengsheng thought too much. Qingzhi is a high level and is a famous elder. Even if it is not good enough, he will not use the Aoki and Bai Gui flute to Ye Fengsheng. If it fails, it will be killed directly, but it is inevitable that it will be regretful. If one Ye Fengsheng misses, the next opportunity to overthrow the ancients will be gone. I don’t know if he can do it before he dies.

Ye Feng's eyes jumped gently like ice on the mountain. For a while, he didn't know what kind of thoughts were hidden in the Buddha's heart. He didn't talk much. He raised his hand and fell into the red dagger on the mountain. Ye Feng's voice was a little low. Dagger just took his hand. After pulling out a sword flower, he held the sword with both hands. Before the iceberg fell, when you jumped into the sky and your soul surged around you, it was already there, and you would be more restrained than before.

It is still necessary to set the scene as usual, but at present, there are not many auras that can be used by yourself. If you can save a point, you can save a point.

Suddenly, the short sword in his hand ignited a raging fire. Ye Feng held the hilt tightly. He turned over in the air and brushed across the huge iceberg condensed from the entire lake. The hot blade brought a deep gully on the iceberg, and the edge of the broken ice was brought by its momentum, like a long dragon, following closely behind.

The blind old man crossing the mountain did not change his face. He was not even ready to fight. His hands were hanging on both sides of his body, as if waiting for death.

Ye Fengsheng took the opportunity to come to the blind Taoist priest, holding a hot sword in his hand, and behind him was a hot and cold momentum. He raised the dagger, which made the blind Taoist priest frown slightly.

The red sword was cut off in the air, and it was a momentum of breaking twice and arrived in an instant.

There are thousands of sword techniques, hundreds of tricks. It is easy to simplify. But there is no such action as Ye Fengsheng today. Because this is a sword, Ye Fengsheng's attack is a long sword.

If you want to be someone else, you must be Ye Fengsheng. He hurriedly sought treatment and death. But the old blind man didn't think so. He raised his hand gently, his palm facing down. After a faint halo, he turned his head and pushed it up.
Chapter completed!