The 101st way to die

Chapter 433 White clothes win snow, heartless and heartless

The Taoist was so angry that his fingers trembled, so he almost rushed over to fight Nangong Yu.

Hua Xi was on the sidelines, wishing the two of them could do something, and teach Nangong Yu a good lesson, his mouth is always so poisonous.

Luo Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked at the master next to him. He was amazing, and he didn't usually say a few words, but when he spoke, both of them were speechless.

Suddenly, the glory of Wuling Mountain was greatly shaken, and the interior shook violently.The most hurt is the wave of martial arts people below, the bottom of the mountain swayed and collapsed.

The screams were endless, and even with light work, it was impossible to escape the possibility of being hit by a huge stone.

"The fairy save me."

A man was hit by the thigh and couldn't move. He stretched out his hand and called for help.

More and more people were hit, or died directly, or lingered for help.

"Hey, let the miscellaneous family directly supersede you."

The sound was very piercing, because a monk in tattered cassock came flying from a distance.He took a direct shot of the mountain with his palm.

boom!
The stones shattered, the ground subsided, those people were directly slapped to death by his palm, blood splashed all over the ground.

The group of spiritual beings who came earlier took a few steps back one by one, gathered together, and looked at the rushing monk with apprehension.

"The crazy monk is here anyway, and now we're going to fight again."

"Didn't I hear that the people from the Temple of Thunder have been chasing and killing him, and he dared to stand up? He is really not afraid of death."

This group communicated with their spiritual senses, and everyone in the spirit world knew the fierce name of the crazy monk.

Not only did he kill many people who were smaller than him in the spirit world, but he also killed many mortals.

If I had known earlier, once I cultivated immortality, I would not be able to kill mortals until a certain level.If you kill too much, you will have karma on your body, and it is very likely that you will be wiped out when you cross the catastrophe.

Although he is a monk, his methods are not much better than that of the devil.

After killing so many martial artists, the monk came over laughing like a normal person.

Especially walking into the Ziyan Pavilion, looking at them with a lewd smile, "The four fairies are also here to compete for the Xiantian Lingbao, I can help you."

Hua Xixiu frowned, and suppressed her anger: "No, I, Ziyan Pavilion, have no intention of competing, I just came out to train my disciples."

She didn't lie, there will be many people competing today, and it is more likely that disciples from the four major sects of cultivation will come.The Xiantian Lingbao is certainly precious, and Ziyan Pavilion does not lack this one, and it will not offend others.

Ziyan Pavilion gained a foothold in the spirit world by relying on the generation of women. First, its own skills are not weak, and second, it has a good relationship with various sects and factions in the spirit world.The disciples are all exquisite in appearance and have extraordinary appearances. Many masters of the sect are disciples of Ziyan Pavilion.

The relationship network is very complicated, plus they don't always provoke others, and no one targets them.

But the crazy monk is different, he doesn't belong to any faction, and he is more elusive than the devil.

As soon as she finished speaking, her jade hand was grabbed by the crazy monk and held in his arms.

"Dare to refuse, the little girl is really brave enough."

He grimaced, and touched her face with his dirty hands.

"Uncle Master!"

The three Ziyan Pavilion disciples were shocked, because all this happened so quickly that they didn't even realize it.

Hua Xi had never been insulted like this before, her eyes were red with hatred, she gritted her teeth, "The pervert, you want to die!"

She turned the dagger in the palm of her hand, and stabbed him fiercely with a streamer, and kicked her right foot at the same time.

The sharp dagger was dodged by him, but only scratched his cassock, and she took advantage of this gap to escape.

Ziyan Pavilion is good at long-range attacks, a flute appeared in his hand, and it was placed horizontally on his mouth, and countless tones turned into light blades, all of which were ready for the crazy monk.

The other three disciples also played the flute sound, and they went towards the mad monk one after another. One flute sound was a mental attack, the other was to increase the strength of the same sect, and one flute sound could turn into countless rays of light, entangled others.

This is also the reason why many spiritual masters want to form partners with the disciples of Ziyan Pavilion. Their melee attacks are not strong, but with their assistance, their attack power can be greatly increased.

Luo Qingcheng looked at it with great interest, this is the power of an immortal, really unique.

"They're going to lose."

After Nangong Yu spoke lightly, she turned her gaze to the crazy monk.

(End of this chapter)