Chapter 26

Li Xiu leaned on his sword, bent down and laughed wantonly. A trace of inexplicable pleasure flashed across his face.

"Interesting! How interesting! If it's normal, you can't see this

The more Li Xiu laughed, the more yuan Guan felt that someone was slapping him in the face.

Looking at the two "dazzling" corpses in the array, he could not help saying a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

This sound seems to remind other monks as well. It is also a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

When all the monks chanted the Buddha's name together, their voice was still as heavy and solemn as Huang zhongdalu.

But at this time Xiaozhao on the tree listened, but he didn't feel that there was half compassion in it.

What are Wudang and Shaolin? What kind of decent family? They are all respectable people!

Wearing a monk's robe and praising the Buddha, you can't hide the dirty pickle under the skin!

It's really hypocritical and disgusting. It seems that Li Xiu's behavior is more real. At least it's obviously bad and thoroughly evil.

Er, I don't know whether it's a compliment or a loss.

"What do you think of the monk with the iron bar?"

Li Xiu points the two corpses on the ground with the sword in his hand, and points the circle view, and asks jokingly.

Yuan Guan was extremely ashamed and angry, but he was not stupid. He hurried away.

"Don't talk nonsense, you evil thief are obviously delaying time to recover your internal power!"

"We were caught in your treacherous plan just now. Now I'll show you the real power of the 108 Arhats!"

"All the disciples of Luohan hall, kill the devil!"

As soon as Yuanguan's voice fell, the internal force of the array immediately changed, and it turned into two long pale yellow sticks with a bowl mouth of more than 10 meters long.

At the same time, the stick was waved to Li Xiu fiercely, but before the long stick came into the array, there was a strong wind.

Li Xiu sneered. The monks really took this battle as a means to subdue him.

The sword in hand dances and cuts horizontally from left to right. The deep red sword Qi collides with the light yellow long stick fiercely!

The light yellow long stick is bombarded and dissipated, but the sword still has the aftereffect to kill the monks.

Without Yuanguan's command, the dozens of monks who rushed to the other side of the sword Qi immediately coagulated their internal power, and waved the stick to form a three foot air shield to resist the sword Qi.

However, the long jujube stick in the hands of dozens of monks also vibrated. Obviously, they did not resist easily.

In the next moment, the shadow of Taoist sticks appeared frequently, and Li Xiu was besieged in all directions.

In his hand, Li Xiu's sword danced faster and faster. Sometimes he dodged, sometimes he attacked with his sword.

Under this intensive attack, Li Xiu's dark red sword Qi covered the ground like rain, splashing on the monks!

After more than ten breath, the attack reached its climax. It seemed that there were only red and yellow left in the array, and the others were vague.

It can be said that the internal force of Tao and Tao is in the air, and the true Qi fills the whole courtyard!

However, it is obvious which side has the upper hand. Li Xiu can easily move and dodge between his sword and freehand brushwork.

The disciples of Luohan hall have been shaking from the beginning. Now, every time Li Xiu's sword Qi is picked up, his face is white, his mouth is coughing up blood, and his feet can't stand back.

In the courtyard, at the foot of more than a hundred monks, thick stone slabs were stepped back.

Li Xiu "take care of" more of that side, but also the shoes are worn-out, the foot of the skin and flesh in the hard stone on the road of bloodstains, ferocious terror.

Yuanguan's impatience seems to have been burned by the fire. How can the evil thief's internal power be inexhaustible like a river or a sea? It's really weird and terrifying.

One man is attacking more than 100 people, and they are attacking each other so fiercely that they have no intention of exhausting their internal power.

no way! In this way, the monster can hold on, they can't use it!

We must make a quick decision! The only way to die is to break the bridge!

"Change! Great arhat Vajra seal

Yuanguan decided to roar that the meaning of "desperate" between words could not be more obvious.

The more than one hundred monks who suffered so much felt a burst of spirit immediately after hearing this, and they had this idea for a long time.

If they wait a little longer, they will cough up blood slowly and be killed by the accumulated injuries in their bodies. It's better to fight hard!

Who will win, especially unknown!

With this idea in mind, the disciples of Luohan hall drank long and hard, and forced their spirits to develop their internal power.

"Drink!"

Over the array, a huge amount of dense internal force converges and hovers like a river!

Li Xiu looked up as if the sky had changed!

Huang Mengmeng's internal power is combined and consolidated into a yellow can angry arhat several feet high. His face is ferocious and ferocious. He is bending over and glaring at him!

Especially the muscle of the right arm, thumb hidden, force knot diamond fist seal, just like the essence of the head to him under the ferocious hammer!

Li Xiu looks up at the sky as usual, squints his eyes under the strong wind, and mobilizes the mellow Nine Yang Qi in his body to instill the heaven reliant sword in his hand.

Yitian sword is excited by the powerful Qi and can't help trembling and chirping.

The front of the sword seems to be burned by the fire. It seems that the sword is covered with the red flame of Taoism. It's frightening that the true Qi of the sword is six inches long!

Finally, the fist seal is thundering down!

Before the seal of the fist arrived, the strength was released a little, and the cracks of the stone road in the array were cracked!

Li Xiu never bowed his head, but also took the sword to chop with a low voice!

"Drink

A bright red sword with a size of Zhang Xu, just like the thunder coming back to the sky, went to the top of the courtyard!

On the ground, whether it was the hundred monks or Xiao Zhao in the tree, he could not help but move his eyes.

"Boom! Boom

It's like thunder exploding in my ears, and everyone in the courtyard is crying in pain.

Li Xiu was the only one holding the sword and looking up at the sky as usual.

Finally, everything dissipated like air. Yuanguan was eager to care about the outcome of the war and looked up.

He only saw a tiny red shadow go to the sky, as if he didn't cut a crack in the sky.

As for the seal of the great arhat Vajra boxing, which they repose in all their hopes, there is nothing left.

When Yuan Guan bowed his head, he was just opposite to Li Xiu, who also bowed his head.

In the middle of a deep ditch, which was destroyed by the shadow of the stick and the sword Qi, on a cracked stone floor with a radius of several feet.

Li Xiu was as white as the moon, and he stood with a sword. The pure ground under him, which was protected by Qi, made him even more terrible.

Li Xiu grinned at him.

But in the back of the cool round view, it is so terrible!

He is desperate. Is there any other way?

This man is invincible! He just wants to run now!

Yuan Guan grabs the black bin iron bar and turns to run away. At this time, no one criticizes him.

On the contrary, more than a hundred monks seem to have been reminded by Yuanguan and come back to their senses. They all turn around and run away, not doing what he thinks.

His mouth was taken by the fear in his heart, he let out his voice and howled. He didn't dare to slow down the people next to him.

We all know that you may not have to run too fast at this time, as long as you can run faster than the people around you, you will have a chance to live.

Li Xiu was bombarded by these monks for so long, how could he let it go.

He took a sword flower in his hand, and at the foot, his body rushed to the escaping monks like a few weightless grass catkins.

Catching up with one is a sword, catching up with several is a dark red sword Qi.

A man is running after more than a hundred people who are crying and screaming, and no one dares to turn back to resist. How strange and shocking the scene is!