"Damn it!"

Seeing the fall of his own person, Mu Jianfeng was furious at the moment and was about to kill Wood, but was blocked by the monk and the master.

His face was extremely gloomy and he stared at the wood.

As soon as the wood fell to the ground, Lu Yi shook his body and flew over, holding the wood. At the same time, his right hand pinched the pulse of the wood's wrist.

"It's useless, I can't do it anymore." Mumu threw away his hand, not allowing Lu Yi to check his pulse, and asked, "Where is the young pavilion master?"

"He and Lao Xing went to the old pavilion master of Rongbao Pavilion." Lu Yi said.

"I hope the old pavilion master is okay!" Mutsu's mouth kept bleeding, and he couldn't stop it, and immediately afterwards, his nose and mouth began to bleed out.

Lu Yi quickly plucked a leaf of the tree of life from the space ring.

"It's useless. The reason I can live until now is that the old pavilion master saved me with a miraculous medicine. Before he died, he could help the young pavilion master to kill an enemy, and I have no regrets." With a gloomy face, he grabbed Lu Yi's hand and said, "Master Lu, if there is something wrong with the Young Pavilion Master, please don't blame him. He has his problems."

"Senior don't worry, as long as the fat man doesn't do anything that is angered by humans and gods, he will always be my brother."

"I'm relieved if you have this sentence." Mu Jian glanced at Mu Jianfeng, then said to Lu Yi: "Lu Gongzi, I have another request. Please help me up."

"it is good."

With Lu Yi's support, Mu Jian stood up with difficulty, and then walked in the direction of Mu Jianfeng with difficulty.

"Wood, you killed my son's protector, I won't let you go." Mu Jianfeng shouted in a deep voice.

"Human is about to die, and the words are good, Mu Jianfeng, I urge you to turn your head back. No matter how hard you and your son work, Rong Baoge can't be yours." Mu Jian said while coughing up blood.

"Is it ours? You don't count."

"Yes, I said it won't count, you said it won't count." Mu said: "Who is the Rongbao Pavilion, the old pavilion master said it."

"Huh, the old thing is now very ill, and his lamp is almost exhausted. His words are useless. Wood, for the sake of acquaintance, I will give you a ride." Mu Jianfeng suddenly shot two sword lights in his eyes. , The volley cut towards the wood.

Cang!

The sickle that had fallen on the ground suddenly jumped and fell into the wood's hand. With a wave of the wooden hand, he cut off two sword lights.

Then, the wooden figure appeared in front of Mu Jianfeng like the wind, raising the knife and slashing at Mu Jianfeng's head.

"brush!"

Mu Jianfeng's figure moved slightly and appeared thousands of miles away.

The wood followed, and the sickle cleaved again.

"Why bother?" Mu Jianfeng shook his head slightly, flicked his fingers, a murderous intent pierced the wooden head, and his head exploded into mud.

"Senior--" Lu Yi exclaimed.

The sickle seemed to feel the fall of its master, as if there was a soul, it let out a long and stern cry, and slashed towards the wooden sword's edge.

"when!"

Mu Jianfeng snapped the sickle with a fist.

The divine light on the sickle disappeared, turned into a piece of scrap iron, and fell into the grass.

"Amitabha!" The master whispered a Buddha's name.

Before everyone had time to grieve, they were stared at by Mu Jianfeng.

"It seems that you should have a good relationship with my nephew, otherwise I would not dare to come to my turf to go wild. Now I give you two choices, the first way, surrender to me, the second way, you Don't surrender, I will send you to reunite with Mu," Mu Jianfeng said.

"Now you are the only saint king in the entire Xianren Peak. Isn't it too crazy to say that?" Lu Yi sneered.

"I alone is enough to kill you. I will give you the opportunity. Think about it yourself." Mu Jianfeng stepped forward, exuding a huge momentum, which resonated with the world.

"It's impossible for me to surrender to you." The monk held a mace and blocked the wooden sword.

"Although you are a descendant of Lingshan, you are only a saint, not my opponent. If you don't want to die, please leave immediately, I don't need to pursue it." Mu Jianfeng was murderous.

The monk ignored Mu Jianfeng, turned his head to look at Lu Yi and asked, "Brother, have you killed the Saint King?"

Lu Yi shook his head.

"Very good! How about you and jointly kill a saint king?" the monk asked.

Lu Yi was about to answer, but the master could not speak.

"Amitabha! Brother, let the brother come and meet him first!" After saying that, the master exudes a bright Buddha light. Suddenly, his whole person becomes incomparably ethereal, like the Buddha who came out of ancient times, walking towards the wood sword. go with.

"A mere saint, I also want to fight with this seat, looking for death!" Mu Jianfeng snorted coldly, and drew a palm at the master.

"Snapped!"

Mu Jianfeng's palm hit the Buddha's light next to Master Saying, and the sky suddenly shook, saying that he could not be safe.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor, turn your head back to the shore." The master said without saying.

"A trivial saint, you are not qualified to teach me." Mu Jianfeng snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and slammed it out.

The terrifying killing intent was shaking the earth, and the violent fluctuations caused the sky and the earth to swept across the sky, obviously wanting to kill the opponent.

It's impossible to say that the master looked calm, and a lotus flower was spit out from his mouth. This lotus flower gradually grew bigger in the void, showing an immortal light.

"Exit!" Mu Jianfeng shouted, and immediately, the killing intent from his body turned into a sharp sword light in an instant, and he cut to the master.

"Retreat!" It is impossible to say that the master spit out a word, the Buddha light on his body is even brighter, and it turns into a golden light cover in an instant, protecting him.

Bang!

Jianguang cut on the golden light cover.

Although the golden light mask did not break, it was hard to say that the master suffered a serious injury, and bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother!" The monk changed color.

"It's okay." The great master waved his hand, then closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth. After a while, his body soared suddenly, his head was in the sky, his feet were on the ground, and the treasure was solemn.

"Indestructible golden body!" Lu Yi's eyes narrowed.

"As expected to be a high disciple of Lingshan, it is really not easy." Huang Wu said.

It's impossible to say that the master's body has become extremely large, his eyes shining like bright lights, and he looked at Mu Jianfeng from a high level and said: "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, benefactor, you still have time to turn back now."

"Don't tell me about Buddhism, I don't believe in Buddha, I don't believe in myself, I only believe in myself." Mu Jianfeng jumped up, and in an instant, the sky was surging, and all the spiritual power went towards Mu Jianfeng's palm. .

Saying that the master is dark and solemn, he slammed his fist at Mu Jianfeng.

As the fist wind hits, there is the sound of dragon chanting.

"Luohanquan, hum!" Mu Jianfeng didn't care, crossed his hands, stirred the situation of Nine Heavens, and then slashed towards the master.

"puff!"

It could not be said that if the master was severely injured, his body trembled and flew out.

"A trivial saint, dare to call the deity deity, death is not a pity." A divine sword appeared in Mu Jianfeng's hand, and Lu Yi was about to stand out. Suddenly, a figure attacked and killed the monk.