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Chapter 89 Esoteric Buddhist disciple, selfless monk

"Saint, King Killer and Bai Baiyu fought!"

Inside the secret room. The man in black holding the sword came to Zi Hanyue and reported.

Hearing the news, Zi Hanyue's eyes froze.

"Tell Xiaolan to hurry up, I'll go over there to see the situation!"

Zi Hanyue got up and walked forward, but she didn't take a few steps, she stopped suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "We may be being watched!"

The man in black beside him couldn't help being taken aback, a little confused by Zi Hanyue's words.

"We know that Qingcheng, who will be returned by the King of Fa, will attack Bai Tianyu. You said that the Fusi and Tantric people in Beizhen don't know about it?"

"Perhaps they deliberately chased down the Karmapa and waited for the Karmapa here, and they may have found our side!"

Zi Hanyue said analytically.

Hearing this, the eyes of the man holding the sword sank.

"Saint, I'll go out and have a look, you are going to leave through the secret passage."

The man holding the sword said.

Zi Hanyue nodded, watching the man holding the sword walk out of the secret room.

Among the manor.

The man with the sword in his hand looked around, and suddenly his face became frozen when he glanced around. He stopped and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

When his voice fell.

A white figure swept directly into the manor.

The person who came was dressed in a white monk robe and looked very young, but the expression of the man in black robe holding the sword suddenly changed when he saw him.

"Buddhist monk of Qinglong Temple without self!"

There was shock in the voice of the man holding the sword.

"I didn't expect Master Han to know the little monk, so he should know the purpose of the little monk's visit, and invite the saint to come out and explain!"

The young monk who appeared spoke.

"If you want to see the saint, you must pass my test first. I really want to see your strength as one of the three Buddhist disciples of Qinglong Temple, Wuwu monk!"

When the man in black holding the sword was speaking, he held the long sword in his hand, exuding a surge of sword intent, and even more murderous intent permeated the sword intent.

This murderous aura locked onto the Wuwu monk in front of him.

The Wuwu monk's pupils shrank slightly when the opponent's sword energy locked on him.

When the opponent locks him with a sword, he can sense the opponent, lock all his action routes, and the sword energy locks all his vital points.

You can do it anytime.

Swish!

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the man holding the sword, and then he moved and killed the monk without self.

The long sword in his hand turned into sword light and enveloped Wuwu monk. For a while, the manor in the night was filled with sword light.

The selfless monk turned his steps, raised his palm, and a golden light appeared in his palm.

The palm collided with the sword light.

Clank!

There was a sound of gold and iron colliding.

After the sound, the sword light became more dense, like a rainstorm, attacking Wuwei Monk.

Monk Wuwu walked through the sword light like a shadow, and his palms collided with the sword light from time to time, and the sound of jingling burst out in the sword rain.

For a while, the two were in a stalemate.

Sudden!

The sword energy in the man's hand held the sword, the original dense sword energy instantly subsided, and a cold sword energy burst out, like a poisonous snake, piercing towards Wuwu Supreme like lightning.

"Vajra Prajna!"

The Wuwuwu monk gave a low shout, and a golden gas mask appeared in front of him.

The long sword collided with the gas mask, and the gas mask was cracked, but the figure of the selfless monk had already stepped back a few steps.

Get out of the attack range of the long sword.

"King Kong Roar!"

The selfless monk let out a low shout, and suddenly roared like thunder, forming a wave of air and bombarding the man holding the sword.

The powerful airflow, coupled with the attack of the sound wave, made him stunned.

In this instant.

Then the monk without me made a move.

"Great Prajna Palm!"

The man holding the sword with a palm towards him attacked.

A huge energy erupted from his palm, and the powerful airflow suppressed the surrounding air, making it suffocating.

The man holding the sword stared.

The opponent's palm enveloped him, locking his escape route, and he knew that if he retreated with this move, the subsequent continuous palm force would sweep towards him like a torrential rain.

His eyes turned cold, without any dodge, he raised his palm, holding the sword in both hands, and all the strength in his body poured into the long sword.

Then the figure jumped up and slashed out with a sword.

The sword light turned into a streak of sword energy several feet long, attacking the opponent's palm.

boom!

Two forces collide.

The figures of the two retreated violently at the same time. After the violent retreat, the man with the sword kicked the ground and turned to flee to another place.

But when he moved his feet.

A middle-aged monk in brown robes appeared behind him.

The middle-aged monk's skin was bronze-colored, exuding a wave of violent power.

"Great Vajra Seal!"

After the monk appeared, he stepped on the ground and rushed towards the man holding the sword like an arrow.

And he slapped the sword-holding man with his palm, so fast and powerful, he collided with the air and made a piercing sound.

The man holding the sword froze, and immediately cut out the long sword in his hand.

boom!

The sword energy collided with the palm print, and the man holding the sword was shocked to take a few steps back.

"Qinglong Temple, Vajra Temple abstains!"

The man holding the sword looked at the person who appeared, and his mind changed drastically.

"Give him to me, and you go after that Zihanyue!"

The middle-aged monk who appeared spoke.

The Wuwu monk glanced at the man holding the sword, and walked towards the man who had just walked out of the secret room.

But the man holding the sword would not let them leave.

"Sword Qi vertical and horizontal!"

The figure soared into the air, and then he slashed out with a sword, and the sword energy turned into a rain of swords covering the sky, covering the two of them.

Monk Wuwu was also attacked by the sword energy, so he could only turn around to block the sword energy.

"court death!"

After the middle-aged monk blocked the sword, he shouted loudly, a layer of golden light appeared around his body, and his whole body was like a king kong, killing the man holding the sword.

The sword energy was directly dissipated by him, and appeared in front of the man holding the sword.

The hands were like holding the sky, they hugged each other fiercely, and smashed directly at the man holding the sword.

"not good!"

The man holding the sword sensed the great power of the blow. He wanted to avoid this blow, but the monk who made the shot didn't give him a chance at all.

He could only take the opponent's move hard.

Turning the long sword in the palm of your hand, the long sword full of sword energy collided with the opponent's fist.

boom!

The ground under his feet was completely shattered, blocking the fist and long sword, sending out bursts of power fluctuations, which made his arms feel like they were about to split.

click

The arm bone holding the sword was cracked.

see.

The man holding the sword stepped back and switched the long sword to his left hand.

Then the long sword pierced the opponent's throat like lightning, directly piercing through the opponent's unfinished shield after attacking.

Suddenly, the expression of the middle-aged monk changed.

I want to block it.

But the opponent's sword energy was too fast, and his palms felt like they couldn't keep up.

At this moment.

Just as Monk Wuwei was about to step into the room, he raised his palm, and a suction force appeared, sucking the middle-aged monk's body out, and then avoided the sword.

But after the sword-holding man made a strike, he didn't stop at all, and his figure continued to move forward.

The Wuwu monk pointed his toes, his body floated out, and he grabbed the long sword with a strong energy in his palm.

On the other side, the middle-aged monk who had dodged a blow erupted with great vigor, flipped his hands, and a deep thunderous sound appeared in his hands.

"King Kong rushes to the thunder!"

After Monk Wuwu blocked the sword, he slapped it directly on the opponent's chest.

boom!

The man holding the sword flew upside down.

Pooh!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

(end of this chapter)