Difficulty: I am a prince in the Black Sea

Chapter 137
On the isolated island of floating blood, the third presiding officer of Yunlei Cottage of Fahua Temple joined forces with Daoist Longmei Daoist to forcefully demand the Golden Dragon Key. There was only one word left when he opened his mouth-war!

"Tsk." Xuan Bin looked at the "Master" who could pretend to be Li Kui with a little longer hair in front of him, and shook his head. There are many violent monks in Buddhism, golden steamed buns, silver steamed buns, etc., but they look good. Look in front of you again. This person's dignity really defines "Buddha has no form" to the extreme.

From the beginning to the end, Xuan Bin didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything. That kind of weird gaze made Yun Lu's heart ache. He immediately lifted his cassock and stepped out of a deep hole. When Fo Yuan mentioned it, Suddenly he punched Xuan Bin straight away!

"Abstain from hatred, master."

Faced with Yunlu's fierce punch, Xuan Bin received it with his left hand, and immediately with a shock of real strength, he sent Yunlu flying out. , and no longer just sit and watch, one after another made moves, and the chaotic flames of war spread in an instant!
"Swordsman, give back my disciple's life!"

With a cold shout angrily, Daoist Longmei showed his foundations fully, and turned his palms to show his extraordinary Taoist foundations. He raised his palms and quickly attacked to attack Ji Buluan. Daoist Longmei was forced to take several steps back, but he was unyielding, and he used his palms to attack again.

"I'm dying, but I can send you down to meet them!"

The sword is cold and evil, the style is unexpected, there is an undisguised killing intent on the face of the insane, the golden sword is fast, step by step, the foundation is poor, the moves are different, even if the Dragon Eyebrow Daoist is fully exerting Because, it is also difficult to shake the knife half a point, seeing this, Daoist Longmei raised his breath violently, and made a move!

"Baichuan Huizong!"

Powerful palm, with the power of the confluence of hundreds of rivers, the momentum of angry waves sweeping the case, madness is like Shen Yue, the golden knife is like the moon in the sky in an instant, the cold knife light breaks the move in only a moment, and another move, Feng Han took his life, Daoist Longmei narrowly escaped the critical point, but still felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blood spattered.

Suppressing his injuries, Daoist Longmei stands up and fights again!
On the other side, Master Chao Yi protects Ouyang Jin while dealing with Dao Sheng and the monks, brandishing their swords. Facing the people of the three religions, Master Chao Yi has no intention of expanding the dispute. Daosheng and the monks fought one after another, fighting in layers of formations. Even though they were as humble as the master of Chaoyi, they couldn't help but feel a little anger in their hearts. , but it is difficult to pose a threat to the two of them.

The three monks in Yunlei's couch have complementary personalities, and they have also practiced the Great Dharma Seal of the Tathagata for many years. They have a tacit understanding that ordinary people cannot match. They are relatively well-known figures in the Buddhist forces of the Central Plains. , The three of them formed an formation, without hesitation, the Dafa seal shot, and the Buddha's light emerged behind him, and the grand Dharma seal formed an formation, blessing the three people's Yuangong.

Fighting against the three monks alone, Xuan Bin was surrounded by the three of them, but he was strolling in the garden, the clouds were calm and the wind was calm, no matter what the three monks did, the gap between the two sides was like clouds and mud, but it was only a few moves, it was already clear who was superior and who was inferior.

"For the harmony of the three religions, I would like to advise you to retreat."

Whether it's Daoist Longmei or the three hosts in front of him, they are not worth mentioning in terms of strength, but behind the two of them, one is a Taoist sect and the other is a Buddhist sect. God knows if they will kill the young one and come out old. The third generation of Taoist masters is not unreasonable Lord, there are not a few violent madmen who protect the calf in Buddhism. Although he has joined the Three Religions system, Xuan Bin has no intention of getting involved in the Three Religions turmoil, at least not yet.

Seeing Xuan Bin's words, Yun Lu, the most irritable among the three monks, only thought that Xuan Bin was looking down on the three of him, and his anger became even hotter. After a long roar, he punched out, like a tiger descending a mountain, Xuan Bin swung his luck Denglong stick strikes back, dispelling Yunlu's strong punch, and sweeping with Yuwei again, Yunlu looks to resist, leaving a ray of bright red along the corner of his mouth.

Three battles, three fights, insanity and chaos duel Longmei Daoist Master has the upper hand, Chao Yizhu and Ouyang Jin alone fight Buddhist and Taoist horses with ease, Xuan Bin still sees the advantage with one enemy and three, and the battle is gradually moving toward Xuan Bin When Bin Shiren leaned on one side, in the dark, he slashed out with a knife and a sword at the same time, aiming directly at Ouyang Jin.

"Sneak attacking a woman, I'm afraid it's not good."

At the moment when the sword appeared, a frivolous remark resounded from the forest. Two sword qi struck the two of them, one from the left and the other from the right. Then a young man in a coarse cloth cloak with two swords on his back jumped out, and a sword blew from behind. , the sword of Shangsi reappeared, holding the sword and drawing out the sword, all in one go, showing the extraordinary cultivation of the sword.

"Ok?"

One sword can master the sword, and there are nine changes in a blink of an eye, which is dazzling. The swordsman and swordsman frowned and responded to several moves. After turning his edge, he attacked Xuan Bin directly.

The sudden attack, but Xuan Bin's energy was lucky, his whole body was full of strength, invisible Xia Qi rose, he circled and spun, swayed and unloaded, and moved his sword to attack.

"Meixiadang·Eight-faced Exquisite!"

Strange tricks, strange powers, not Tai Chi, but it still has the miraculous effect of four or two strokes of a thousand catties. The sword attack is drawn by the invisible haze, and the sword in the assassin's hand is difficult to control. Turning to kill the three monks, the three monks hurriedly used the Mahamudra to respond. At the fire meeting, the five people each took their own wounds, and the assassinated swordsman fled in a hurry.

Seeing that the three monks retreated, their own troops suffered heavy casualties, and even unidentified troops intervened, Daoist Longmei knew that if the battle continued, his entire army would be wiped out here, so he made a decisive decision, "Everyone retreat quickly, I'm here to stop the rear! "

"Want to leave? Are you able to leave?" Tian Buluan heard that Daoist Longmei was about to retreat, sneered, and made another three-point effort with the saber.

If you want to fight, you can fight, and if you want to leave, there is no such thing as easy.

But Daoist Longmei, as the master of Yiguan, and the confidant under the command of the third Daoist Lord, naturally has some means of suppressing the bottom of the box. When the order to retreat is given, he will immediately use up all his merits and make a blow!
"The universe is boundless, and Kanli is boundless!"

The desperate move, the first point of approval in the eyes of the insane, the moon knife turns, and the madness is orderly, it is exactly——

"Ugly Wu Niu panting for the moon!"

As soon as the saber air and palm strength meet, there is only a miserable howl, a spurt of blood, and a broken arm flying across. Daoist Longmei retreats in embarrassment, but the dispersed palm energy has earned a momentary opportunity, allowing the three monks to protect him The remaining disciples withdrew from the battlefield, and Daoist Longmei retreated regardless of serious injuries.

"Tsk tsk, walking in martial arts as expected, other kung fu is easy to say, you must practice the kung fu of escaping." The young man shook his head, put his sword back into its sheath, and turned his head to look at the forest. Only then did he see the giant snow-white dog and Dai The swordsman wearing a dog-head mask walked out slowly.

Xuan Bin's eyes fell on the young man, or on the sword behind the young man, and he asked, "What do you say about chivalry?"

　During the few days of Chinese New Year, why don’t you write some side stories, and don’t update the main drama, are you interested?

　　A young extra, nagging and messing around
　　
　
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