Killing intent, as fast as lightning.

Momentarily.

Just behind the monk.

Incredibly fast.

At the moment, a slender jade finger blocked the blade and helped the monk resolve the crisis.

The monk let out a cold sweat and turned around to see that it was the beautiful and flowery female saint of Xianrenfeng who helped him.

"Thank you!" The monk said seriously.

"What are you polite with the slave?" The female saint's eyes flowed, extremely charming.

The monk hurriedly removed his eyes, not daring to take another look.

At this moment, a cold voice came: "Peach Fairy, what do you mean?"

Looking at the sound, on the other end of the blade is an old man in grey clothes, he is staring at the female saint with an unhappy expression.

"What do I mean, don't you see it?" The saint disdain.

"As the guest elder of Wuliang Mountain, you actually helped an outsider, do you want to betray the young master?" the gray-clothed old man shouted.

"I forgot to tell you that before you come back, I am no longer a guest elder of Wuliang Mountain." The female saint pointed at the monk and said, "From today, I am his person."

"What's the situation?" Huang Wu asked Lu Yi.

"The monk's spring is here." Lu Yi whispered back, then stared at Mu Jianfeng, fearing that the other party would suddenly make a killer move.

Fortunately, Mu Jianfeng didn't make a killer move, but looked at the gray-clothed old man and asked: "Why are you alone, genius?"

The gray-clothed elder hurriedly retracted the knife, bowed to Mu Jianfeng, and said respectfully: "Open master, Young Master should be fast on the way back."

"Yeah." Mu Jianfeng nodded slightly.

"boom!"

At this moment, the monk suddenly made a move and hit the gray-clothed old man with a stick.

The gray-clothed old man hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

"when!"

The mace slammed on the blade, making a loud noise. The gray-clothed old man was repelled several hundred meters on the spot, looking at the monk in shock.

"Don't be careless, he is the descendant of Lingshan." Mu Jianfeng reminded.

"That's it." The old man in grey clothes stared at the monk, but asked Mu Jianfeng: "Master, can you kill it?"

"Kill without mercy!" Mu Jianfeng's voice was cold and merciless.

brush!

The gray-clothed old man appeared in front of the monk in an instant, holding a cold shining long knife, and cleaving forward, the laws of the sky intertwined, very terrifying.

"Flashy!" The monk sneered, raised his mace, and was about to make a move, but Fairy Tao first blocked the old man's blade in gray.

Her fingers exudes a crystal clear light, like a crystal, very beautiful, but the lethality is amazing, and the void is corroded wherever she passes.

"boom!"

The mace in the monk's hand also blasted out and hit the gray-clothed old man.

This gray-clothed old man was originally at the pinnacle state of a saint, and his cultivation level was higher than that of the monk and Tao Fairy, but now the monk and the two of them have joined forces, and the match is seamless, and the gray-clothed old man immediately felt pressure.

"boom!"

The holy power was mighty, and the mace smashed through the sky, as if opening the world, a chaos, the scene was terrifying.

The gray-clothed old man had cold eyes, holding a long knife to resist the attack of the two.

The three of them fought more intensely.

At this time.

Mu Jianfeng moved with his sword.

Lu Yi's body shook, and he arrived beside the master.

"Lu Shizhu, this person is handed over to the poor monk to deal with, you be careful, his son is coming back." Said the unspeakable master.

"But he is the Saint King..."

"It's okay. The poor monk has his own way."

Seeing that the master was resolute, Lu Yi had no choice but to say: "Master, be careful."

"Yes." The master nodded with a smile.

Lu Yi turned his head and glanced at Mu Jianfeng, then stepped back, watching the battlefield carefully, because the old man in gray had said that Mu Tian was on his way back.

"I Wuliangshan and Lingshan have no grievances and no grudges. Today you killed the elders under my clan. I killed you. Presumably Lingshan has nothing to say." Mu Jianfeng's tone was murderous, and suddenly he put away his long sword and held his palm. Turning over, a pocket-sized golden clock appeared in his palm.

"Sacred Artifact!" The master's eyes tightened, his hands clasped together and whispered a Buddha's name.

Wooden Jianfeng stood in the void, urging his spiritual power. I saw the miniature golden bell spinning in the air for a few times, and it immediately turned into a big golden bell, about ten feet high, with ancient inscriptions and blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, basalt carved on it. The four spirits are very spectacular.

Mu Jianfeng's overall momentum also changed at this moment, as if invincible.

"when!"

The bell sounded long, and the sound wave rippled in the void, spread out, and no matter what it passed, it turned into powder.

It can be said that the master's face was solemn, and he urged the golden light cover to the extreme and protected himself in it. At the same time, he silently read the scriptures.

Not long after, a magnificent chanting sounded between the heaven and the earth, saying that the master's body was full of golden light, and even the bone meridians were clearly visible, like colored glaze.

"Buddha Secret Art?" Mu Jianfeng whispered, his expression calm, his head hung on the golden bell, and he strode forward.

"Amitabha Buddha! Offended!" The master suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed golden light, and two sharp edges were cut out.

"Hey!"

As soon as the edge slashed out, it was swallowed by the ripples emanating from the golden bell.

"boom!"

It's hard to say that the master shook his fist.

He used the Arhat Fist. The fist was simple and fierce. As soon as the fist slammed out, it shattered the sky, and followed closely, the fist was like thunder and slammed into Jin Zhong.

This punch seems to want to smash the heavens and all the ways, with terrifying power, like a bombardment with thousands of gods and Buddhas, a golden light, drowning everything.

"when!"

It can't be said that the master's fist fell on the golden bell, the sound was like a dragon, and the golden bell trembled.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was said that the master could not follow the punches continuously, and within a few breaths, he punched thirty-six punches, all hitting the golden bell.

Finally, Admiralty was beaten away.

However, Admiralty was not broken, and even a crack did not appear on Admiral's body.

It can't be said that the master looks more solemn.

"You deserve to be a person from Lingshan, you are really capable, but your realm is too low, and you are not my opponent." Mu Jianfeng stretched out his hand, and the golden bell flew back, turning into a big fist, falling in the palm of his hand.

The master can't say nothing.

"Since you are proficient in boxing, I will play with you." Mu Jianfeng put away Jin Zhong, and then stared at the master.

boom!

Suddenly, the momentum on Mu Jianfeng's body quickly climbed, and the huge blood qi rushed into the sky, shattering the sky.

"boom!"

Mu Jianfeng took the initiative to launch an attack, moving quickly and swiftly, as if a bolt of lightning was moving, surrounding him with a punch.

"Boom boom!"

The sound of collision kept coming, and after a long while, Mu Jianfeng stopped. When he looked at the master, his pupils shrank.

I saw that the master could not stand in place, unscathed.