Pan Long thought about it for a long time, and carefully pondered all the possible things in that knife, as if he had peeled off all the changes, and then nodded.

"Okay, that's it."

Then, he was ready to return to the Kyushu World.

The light and shadow in front of me changed, and turned into the night sky.

Behind him, the golden Buddha collapsed into a ray of rays of light. In front of him, the old monk with white hair and beard was full of surprise.

This situation was already in his expectation - in the fierce battle, no one could be surprised to see the enemy disappear suddenly.

And his reaction was to swing the knife.

The cicada wing knife, carrying a bright white light, drew an arc and slashed towards the old monk's neck.

"Reclining Buddha" originally planned to kill this thick and powerful young man with one palm, but unexpectedly, the young man not only did not die after the middle palm, but suddenly disappeared, and he was stunned for a moment.

It was just when he was standing there that Pan Long appeared again and waved his knife.

The time gap between the past and after is too long to describe it as "moment", but it just stuck to the limit of his reaction.

At this point, even a senior like him who has lived for more than 200 years and has experienced countless battles, he has no time to react immediately.

But Pan Long made preparations in advance. The surrounding light and shadow changed. He had just judged his position, and before he even made a complete determination, he had already slashed with one knife.

This knife is the real "knife first".

So when he got rid of his surprise and subconsciously attacked, the cicada wing knife was close to him, and the skin on his neck could even feel the chill of the blade, and his hair stood up.

The sword force has reached such a close distance, and there is no time to dodge anyway.

"Crouching Buddha" is worthy of being the Royal Shadow Guard. Although his thoughts are not completely clear, he has made a decision based on his instinct.

A heavy palm hit Pan Long's chest.

He had just shot out and his breath was relieved. At this moment, the true energy in his body had begun to dissipate, but fortunately, this palm still retained 70% to 80% of its power and could still fight.

Seeing that Pan Long hit his palm, it seemed to appear intact in a blink of an eye. His palm changed the method of exerting force, from "infiltration" to "strong".

The power penetrates into the body and then explodes, which seems to be ineffective on this person. Then let’s fight head-on!

As for himself, he could no longer avoid that knife, so he could only bet that his palm was fast and strong enough to be able to hit him before he was beheaded. In this way, he could knock the enemy back with one palm, and he had time to hold his neck.

When he has reached the level of a great master, he has touched the mystery of the margins of life and death. Even if his neck is cut off with a knife, as long as he is connected in time, he can activate the rapid growth of flesh and bones and re-block.

As for how long it can be cut off, it depends on everyone's situation.

In the case of "reclining Buddha", his head was cut off and he could catch it as long as he did not breath more than ten breaths.

This is still a warrior. If a savage has practiced special magic, even if his body is removed from the ground and suppressed for another thirty or fifty years, he can still be resurrected as long as he can be pieced together again.

The warlock of the martial arts world has a magic spell that can cut off the head and put it next to it, and even talk to people. As long as the time does not exceed one or three seconds, a "head" sounds inside the neck, the head will fly up by itself, fly to the neck to catch it, and grow again, which is extremely magical.

If a warrior reaches the level of a real master and is willing to learn this method, it is actually possible.

"Seeping Buddha" is a Buddhist monk, so he naturally practiced some Buddhist teachings. He couldn't do it by playing the flying head technique. He just cut off his head and reconnected it, but it was not difficult at all.

But his reaction is still within Pan Long's estimate.

He hit him with a palm, and he was about to hit him, but Pan Long let go of the cicada wing knife with his right hand and grabbed the old monk's beard.

The cicada wing knife cuts iron like mud. Even if it lets go temporarily, the true energy condensed in the blade is enough to swing it down and cut off the old monk's neck directly.

The next moment, he was blown away by a palm, but he was still holding a hand of white beard tightly in his right hand. At the end of his beard was the head of the old monk with a surprised face.

He actually grabbed the head of the "Crouching Buddha" and was knocked away with the head!

The "Seeping Buddha" was extremely surprised, and then he immediately understood and his face looked like earth.

His body and head have been separated. His body, which has lost the control of the head, can only do a few simple movements at most, and it is impossible to chase Pan Long on its own.

There is only one head left here, and I can't do anything I want, and of course I can't do anything.

Now that things have come to this point, it is a dead end and irreversible.

After realizing that the death period had arrived, the old monk's expression returned to calm.

At this moment, the royal shadow guard "Calling Buddha" was dead, but the respected monk was still dying.

He turned his eyes and looked at Pan Long, looking at Pan Long, who was full of pain but had a full confidence in his face.

A smile appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Judging from the lip shape, Pan Long felt that what he wanted to say was: "The young man is terrifying, I admire him."

But Pan Long felt that he might have made a wrong judgment. Who was killed by a knife but said such words? If this old monk was really so easy to talk to, who was the one who almost killed him just now?

As soon as he sent out his true energy, he invaded the old monk's head, and immediately wiped out the last trace of life of the old monk. Then he turned the bloody head into an imitation of Shanhai Sutra with a wrist guard, and then his body, which was rushing backwards by the palm force, suddenly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared again, and the pain on his face had disappeared without a trace, even with a smile.

(The world of the cracks between the Shanhai Jing is used to heal wounds, which is simply an invincible move!)

Pan Long was overjoyed and felt that he had another super powerful trump card.

In the future, no matter who he fights, as long as the other party cannot really kill him in an instant, and if he escapes back to the Shanhai Jing, he will be able to heal his wounds and go out to fight again. Then he will come in to recover from the wounds and go out to continue fighting after healing his wounds... After such repeated cycles, it is estimated that all those who cannot live forever will be exhausted by him.

When a master confronts, his victory, loss, life and death are only a slightest. His move can be considered invincible!

The old monk's strength is already extremely powerful, and he is probably close to the top in immortality. As a result, when facing his unique move, he gave his life in just one round.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little complacent, wishing he could roar twice and roar: "Sword in hand, ask who is the hero in the world!"

But he immediately thought that there were many immortals in the Jiuzhou world.

According to teacher Bi Lingkong, due to the accumulation of years, the number of immortals may even be greater than that of innate masters.

However, most of these immortals have lost their enthusiasm for life because of the passing of time and have fallen into a state of immortality. Unless they are awakened again, they may be a mountain, a river, a tree, a stone, or even a gust of wind, a cloud, a drop of water... In more extreme cases, perhaps there is not even a entity, just a story and a poem circulating on earth.

This situation is called "Hedao".

Once you fall into this state, the immortals will almost die. It is even more difficult to awaken the immortals who fall into this state and let them "live" again than to cultivate and grow old.

Anyway, Bi Lingkong has lived for so many years and has never seen even an immortal who can still wake up after falling into the "Hedao".

None of them.

So she once said worriedly: "The Master and the others have not yet been resurrected. Could it be that they have fallen into the Taoist dynasty..."

Although she immediately spitted and said that she was a crow's mouth, Pan Long felt that perhaps the teacher really thought so.

After all, the teacher is really a crow!

After healing in the cracked world of Shanhai Jing again, Pan Long returned to Jiuzhou World, and the first thing he did was to fly up again.

The old monk's headless corpse was still squirting blood, falling towards the river. He grabbed it and put it away.

There is definitely a problem with this person's identity, and his body is likely to have weirdness hidden.

Pan Long had already made up his mind to go to a small world of Shanhai Jing in a moment and hide his body in those worlds.

No matter who the power behind this old monk is, he cannot be powerful enough to search for corpses in the Shanhai Sutra.

Just in time, the spiritual energy of the Shanhai Jing has been restored a lot, which is enough to open the small world.

This old monk is powerful, and after he killed him, Pan Long also gained a lot of spiritual energy. In addition, when he used the Plagiarism Formation to connect the entire Tongtian River, he also drew a lot of spiritual energy from the formation and the river water. Now the spiritual energy of the Shanhai Jing is even more than when he went to look for the Mislilu metal two days ago.

After collecting the corpse, Pan Long opened the Shanhai Sutra without waiting for it to land.

In a blink of an eye, he appeared in the same place again, his appearance did not seem to change, but his spirit was obviously much relaxed, and there was no slight tension caused by the battle, and his fighting spirit had dissipated.

It was a moment for him, but several days had passed.

He just returned to the world of dwarf mining, dug a pit in the ashes wilderness, and buried the old monk's body in it.

He also sorted out the relics of the old monk. He was wearing an ordinary monk's robe and did not carry any weapons or magic weapons. He only had a string of Buddhist beads and divine light. He should not be an ordinary thing.

What surprised him the most was that the old monk didn't even have a storage magic weapon.

In other words, he is really a poor monk!

Judging from his wealth alone, this old monk is afraid that he is really a top-notch monk. But he doesn't know why such a monk suddenly comes to trouble for the sanctions? Why does he look surprised first, then hesitate, and finally turn into murderous intent after seeing himself?

Pan Long had many questions in his mind and wanted to ask the old monk one by one.

Unfortunately, he couldn't ask a single question now. All the questions were buried in the wind of the country, and the old monk's corpse was buried in the ashes.

After packing up his things, Pan Long returned to the raft.

The fierce battle just now sounded very long, but in fact it only took a few seconds. Most of the people in the platoon had not recovered yet, and they were lying on the wooden platoon in a row, unable to move.

He Dazhi was in a better condition, so he barely sat up and asked, "Where is that opponent?"

Pan Long shook his head: "I don't know either. I rushed over and cut the golden Buddha with one knife, but there was nothing behind it."

He was also confused in his heart, of course he had no way to explain, so he simply said "there is no one".

Anyway, the old monk has been buried in the small world of the Mountains and Seas Sutra, unless someone is really powerful enough to run to the world of dwarfs and dragons to dig graves, he will not be able to find any clues.

He Dazhi was surprised and asked in surprise: "Didn't he show up?"

Pan Long shook his head and showed his puzzled expression that he had spent several days pondering: "I'm very strange too. I thought it would be a life-and-death battle after rushing up, and most of the time I couldn't beat him... As a result, he didn't show up at all."

He pretended to hesitate for a moment before asking, "I think this person's kung fu is very similar to the Buddhist method. Are you having a festival with Buddhist sects?"
To be continued...