Starting from the death of Pingjin, the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism has become bloody and intense. Unlike the first half of the year, there are life and death, injuries and deprivation. Now the situation has begun to become increasingly fierce - never to die!

Ghost Harp was full of loss. He hated that he was on the stage too early. When the curtain really opened, he actually became a spectator!

But there are more depressing than him.

"Senior brother, when can I go on stage? If you wait any longer, maybe the spirits outside the world will disappear. Then what should I come up to watch the show?" Leopard looked dissatisfied.

Lotus was also very troubled. Xuanyuan was really sitting steadily and did not show any anxiousness until now. This made it difficult for him to deal with it. He didn't know whether Li Jiwu traveled west and cared about this outskirts of the world, but Leopard was concerned. It was nearly 200 years old. From this perspective, how could he spend money with Xuanyuan? He was just over 100 years old!

But he could only continue to comfort and could not tell the truth - the crow was waiting to deal with you, the leopard! Although he didn't think Li Ji would definitely beat the leopard, his junior brother went crazy and even he had to retreat, he was still unwilling to push it into an unknown danger.

"Your mission is to kill Wu Xixing. Senior brother, I haven't done it. Now, who among us brothers has this ability except you? Don't worry, after a few more games, the time will be ripe."

He didn't believe that Li Jiwu would not care about the spirits outside the world, but when the inspiration from heaven came to an end, the chance of catching Wuwu was very high.

Monk Lotus wanted to wait a few more games, but Li Ji didn't want to wait any longer.

Wait a little longer, it's too passive!

So the spiritual sense of Wu traveled west, "I want to kill the leopard, now is the right time! I have already felt impatient when I see this beast. If I delay it, I am afraid that there will be more dreams. In the next game, no matter which one you meet, remember to kill! Must abuse! The Buddhist community who wants to kill is angry! Then I see how the little monk Lotus can suppress the leopard! Then I will follow you and then go on stage, and I will be 80% sure to catch that guy!"

We must start now, otherwise after another round, there will be little room for both sides to choose from.

Wu was a little reluctant to go west, but his fist was not as good as Li Jida, so his junior brother could only listen to his senior brother, so he nodded in agreement.

Li Ji communicated with monks from several other sects, but he did not hide his plan. He was unanimously agreed by everyone and was willing to adjust the order and let the two Xuanyuan inner sword cultivators set up a plan to kill the Leopard.

This was as expected by Li Ji. After these few games, the timid people were disappointed. They also urgently needed to ease their emotions. It was best to get rid of the Buddhist leopard who touched who was unlucky. On the ladder, this leopard was so painful that the Taoist sect was so painful that it was said that he did not hate it. Now Xuanyuan is willing to make this happen, and everyone is just having fun watching the show.

In this battle, the Taoist sect was fortunate. The Taoist sect of Shangqing was very successful. He used the blood diamond technique to drain the blood of the monks all over the body to win. This somewhat evil technique made the monks feel very dissatisfied and booed, which was just suitable for Wu to go west to add a fire.

Sure enough, when the next Wuxi trip jumped out, the other party still steadily did not send a leopard, but a human monk from Qian Zhao. Li Ji's plan had a successful start, and the rest should be seen how Wuxi trip performed.

Lianhua felt something in her heart. There seemed to be something wrong in the dark, and she could not make a precise judgment. She only focused on Li Ji, who was far away, but saw that the guy was as unpretentious as ever, hiding treacherous as ever.

Wu travels westward, in fact, he is also a cunning guy, especially in fighting!

At the beginning, the two of them had the same chess and drums, and there were also some comings and goings. The sword lights of Wuxixing divided into more than 800 ways. Although they were not as many as Li Ji's 1,200 ways, they were also first-class among the sword cultivators in Xuanyuan. Once the sword light spreads, they swelled up and gathers impermanence. Sometimes they were cracked swords, invisible swords, and thick earth swords, which were beaten up for a moment, fully demonstrating their hard power as a famous figure in Qingkong.

After the initial attack and defense of each other, the monk Qian Zhao gradually fell into a passive state. However, the monk carefully studied the emptiness and two methods of the six methods, which were all great methods of defense and justice, so he was also guarded without revealing it for a while.

His passiveness is a kind of controllable passiveness, which can be removed at any time. Therefore, Buddhists do not need to worry about him for the time being, but who knows that this is just a deliberate paralysis of Wu Xi’s journey!

A moment later, the Wuxixing sword was slightly slowed down. In the eyes of others, this was a normal phenomenon after a sudden attack. However, the Wuxixing flying sword inadvertently formed a flying sword cage up, down, left and right, front and back of the monk Qian Zhao.

Eight hundred flying swords attack a target, which would have covered the opponent tightly. As for covering it into a circle or a square, what's the difference?

But the sword cover at this time of Wu Xixing was different. His attack was not because of his lack of magic power, but because of his concentration!

In a few moments, Wu Xixing pointed like a sword, pointed at hundreds of sword lights, and shouted in a low voice: "Fall!"

Hundreds of sword lights seemed to suddenly become a fishing net. As soon as they were trapped in the center, the spatial attributes suddenly appeared, and they were born around Qian Zhao monk, forming a thin, tough, sparse and solid confined space, which isolated all the perceptions of Qian Zhao monk, including the spiritual power frantically extracted from the surrounding heaven and earth in the battle!

The cage of void! The secret sword technique created by the Wu clan for Wu’s journey to the west was obtained from an unknown tomb of the sword immortals of the senior. This sword technique is actually not practical, and the effect time is extremely short, which is only one breath. In this short period of time, a powerful monk can completely rely on his own magic reserves to overcome difficulties.

Its only function is to make the opponent blind in less than a moment of breath, without perception, and not know what the opponent will do next. The fear, suspicion and self-disturbance caused by this will be lost.

When the monk Qian Zhao was determined to calm himself and strengthened his own defense to the extreme, Wu walked west and followed closely behind - the Wu Dao Sword Curse!

This is a powerful curse technique. When a monk is prepared, he does not have much effect, but when he is not prepared, he will definitely suffer losses and be deceived. The defense system is affected by an indescribable mysterious curse and has declined in a short period of time.

The next sword was Wu Xingxi's strongest sword, which was three points stronger than the strength he showed in the early stage. The monk Qian Zhao's defense was broken by a blow, and he had only time to flash his body to avoid the vital points, allowing the flying sword to bring a piece of flesh and blood.

It’s a pity that everyone in the Taoist sect is there. Only Li Jibulian, who is familiar with Xuanyuan’s sword technique, knew that the battle should have ended. Wu Xixing’s sword was deliberately hit by a deviant sword. Otherwise, how could a little dizzy monk avoid the sword cultivator’s thunder sword?

Before it was over, the monk who had recovered slightly was ready to deal with the sword curse, but he did not expect that the attack on Wu Xixing would become the Fusheng Illusion Sword!

It was another sudden, another too late to defend against the curse, but not the illusion, so another sword flew over, and another piece of flesh and blood flew up...

Then, the magic sound sword rule, the horror sting... Under several control sword techniques, flesh and blood flew up one after another. In an instant, a fat monk had been cut into a bone frame, and the blood vessels and meridians on his body were vaguely visible. This hell scene, even the monks who had always seen big and bloody scenes were so cold that they could see it!
Chapter completed!