"Kill them, kill these demons! Jingyuan, don't you even listen to me? " Jingyuan closed his eyes, and the look on his face slowly recovered. He said in a dumb voice: "sorry, elder martial brother, I can't do it. I'll never be able to do anything to plume. " Shanhui's face is abrupt and ferocious. She slaps Jingyuan in the face. Little monk Baijing's face immediately became red and swollen. Shanhui gritted her teeth and said, "as a monk of Dabei temple, you should have moved your heart. Do you deserve the teacher's teaching and the second younger martial brother's kindness to you? I don't know who this woman is and how she can fascinate you, but she's not a good thing if she's mixed up with the devil of extermination and the master of music! Don't you think that she is a witch who deliberately approaches you, seduces you, and wants to lead you into a demon? " Jingyuan said: "Yumo didn't seduce me. I like her. I've never liked a person so much in my life. "“ I'm sorry for Shifu. I'm sorry for the second elder martial brother and the first elder martial brother. You can kill me! "“ Good, good, for a witch, you not only want to rebel out of Dabei temple, but also want to die for her?! My Dabei temple has been educating you for nothing these years Shanhui's eyes burst out with a strong sense of killing. He sneered, "you can't do anything to her, can you? Then I'll help you! I'll help you kill the witch! I'll cut off this worldly evil for you! " Shanhui suddenly turns around and a golden stick appears in her hand. This stick, called "Dharma pestle", is a sacred object that can only be used by the highest monks in Dabei temple. Once upon a time, this [Dharma pestle] was in the hands of Bodhidharma. In the fight with Luo Yunxiao, he didn't take out [Dharma pestle] until the end. After Bodhidharma's death, Ci'en handed over Dharma pestle to Shanhui. However, the holy things in the sky are powerful, but it is extremely difficult to control them. Goodness and wisdom have their own magic tools, so they haven't been used. But today, after taking jiuzhuan duerdan, he felt that his whole body was full of strength【 Dharma pestle in his hand, as if with his body into one. Luo Yunxiao hands a Yang, will Mu Yan and cold feather foam all retreat behind. Twelve Benming swords lined up directly to meet the attack of Dharma pestle. Bang! Dharma pestle collides with sword array, and the violent energy impact makes the ground vibrate violently. On the dilapidated palace, the bricks and stones are falling. Damo's pestle flew back to Shanhui's hands again. He stepped back several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. Luo Yunxiao's silver hair dances with the wind. The blood color of the pupil is like the most dazzling ruby, showing a demonic light. Shanhui looks at her own blood. There were black clots in the blood. It's like pieces of viscera. Although he didn't feel any pain at the moment, his whole body seemed to be full of strength. But there was still an irresistible fear and despair in his heart. Luo Yunxiao is so powerful. When he was in Dabei temple, he killed the gods and the Buddha killed the Buddha. Even master Bodhidharma died in his hands. Will he really be his opponent? The hand holding the pestle trembled violently. Ci en's eyes narrowed and said: "Shanhui, I'll go and hold Luo Yunxiao. You'll kill other people immediately. Including the one lying in bed! "