Finally, the Dharma Venerable, who was recognized as the soul of the Dharma Ring Society, the strongest backing of Cangbei Xianyuan, and the Dharma Venerable who was under one person and above ten thousand people, finally stopped. The scream of the pen and the www.biquge.info of the pen was from a sharp wound with a deep cut in his chest, and the blood was constantly splashing outward at a flying speed, and the flow was so fast that people couldn't help but feel frightened.

Not far from him, the man who took the lead stood there with the slender iron needle in his hand, with a warm smile on his face, and he couldn't imagine that this person was actually a murderous demon who didn't blink.

Although he had already succeeded in defeating the Dharma Venerable and inflicting heavy damage on the other side. But he wasn't unscathed. In the battle just now, Fazun relied on his strong internal force, and at the moment when the opponent pierced the iron needle into his body, the force was transmitted into the opponent's internal organs through the iron needle, and the opponent was hit to the maximum extent. Even if the Fazun is already at the end of his crossbow, the power of the dying counterattack is still not to be underestimated. On the surface, the leader was not unusual, but in fact, his internal organs had all been injured, especially around the heart veins, and there were several small cracks. Although these invisible wounds may look inconspicuous, they are very similar to time bombs, and the slightest vibration may pull them, and the injury may explode at any time. To cure them completely, it is impossible to recover without a little time. But in the face of a strong opponent like Fa Zun, he can't have a half-point difference pool, otherwise he will lose all the games.

In order to make the other party think that he was indeed fine, the person who took the lead smiled and said: "I didn't expect the Fazun to really live up to its reputation, if I hadn't prepared for it earlier, I'm afraid I would have already fallen into your way." ”

The Venerable didn't react in the slightest after hearing this, and just when the other party thought that he had passed out, a very difficult swallowing sound came out of his throat.

He swallowed back the mouthful of blood that had just surged up in his throat, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, it seems that I am really old, and I can't even deal with this kind of afterlife." ”

The person who took the lead smiled, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Since this is the case, you don't want to stop me." Perhaps, I can spare your old life. ”

At this moment, a burst of gloomy laughter suddenly came from the closed mouth of the Dharma Venerable, and the sound was so strange that it was like a ghost crying and howling.

"Spare my life, haha, it's up to you? Even if I am like this, if I want to leave here, it will not be so easy. ”

The leader said coldly: "You still want to be my enemy? Are you really not afraid of death?"

Fa Zun said lightly: "When you live to my age, you will know the distress of immortality." Do you think that those immortals who have really ascended to immortality and have immortal longevity all enjoy the feeling of living with the sky? Sometimes death is also a relief. If you can't even die, you may never be liberated. ”

The person who took the lead sneered: "Seeing that your cultivation is not high, you still know a lot." I don't want to know those things, though. Tell me where the person I want is!"

The Venerable looked up at the sky and muttered, "It looks like it's going to snow." ”

The leader was just about to angrily accuse the other party of wasting time, when suddenly a trace of coldness fell on his face, and then hit his heart, which made people shock. He looked up and saw that there were literally snowflakes falling there.

He clearly remembered that the weather was still sunny just now, why did there be such a change after a few breaths, could it be that the other party did all this?

Cultivators, when their cultivation skills reach a certain level, can even manipulate all things and call for wind and rain. Right now, there was a sudden snow in the cloudless sky, and it was because he sensed the abnormalities in the Dharma Venerable's body, so the corresponding vision was generated. When the leader looked ahead again, he realized that something was wrong.

Because the Dharma Venerable has disappeared.

But in fact, he could still feel the breath of the Dharma Venerable, and the other party was beside him, but he couldn't see it. Now, the old man who was seriously injured seemed to have melted between heaven and earth, although it seemed to be absent, but it was everywhere. In the face of such an opponent, he had no choice but to wait. So, he put the slender iron needle in front of him to prevent danger from coming.

"Bang!"

The person who took the lead hadn't even seen the other party's action when he made a move, and he had already been slammed out with a palm. Because the force of that palm was so strong, that his body flying in mid-air was actually raised high, bent like an arch bridge about to collapse, and it could collapse at any time. But that's it, he actually only used the lower body method, and then his body spun in a circle in mid-air like a swallow, and then fell to the ground again, looking like he was not injured in the slightest.

But what he never expected was that just as he landed but had not yet gained a firm footing, an unimaginable energy came from the vital point behind him, and he was already slammed to the ground with a single blow. Because of the great strength, through the body of the leader of the leader, the residual force transmitted into the earth forcibly tore the soil below into a narrow gap. The gap is deep and narrow, and there is no end in sight, like a path to hell.

"Damn! What the hell is going on!"

In anger, the leader turned over and got up. This time, without waiting for the other party to attack, he had already taken the lead in dancing the iron needle in his hand, and the speed was quite fast, almost to the point of dazzling. As soon as the enemy approached, it would be impossible to escape his palm. But just when he thought that this was foolproof, a burst of energy in front of him just bypassed the iron needle, and then vented on the body of the leader without reservation. This time he didn't move, but there were already several red blood stains blooming on his body, which looked very mysterious. But he knew that there was no other possibility for him to become like this except for the Fa Venerable.

So, the leader immediately entered a state of madness, and the move that was originally forward suddenly retreated backwards, and the move that rose up changed to a downward fall, anyway, as long as it was the move he had performed before, now he played it all around, and in a casual moment, his elbow actually inadvertently hit an object.

It can be judged by feeling that it is a person, and it is extremely light weight, without any fat. After the other party was bumped, he couldn't help but let out a soft scolding, but because he was too fast, he disappeared again when he turned around.

The leader who returned to the ground looked around, hoping to find some clues in his surroundings. But at this moment, he found a few drops of blood less than a foot away from him.

He could be sure that the blood had just appeared. And there are no external injuries on his body, so there is only one owner of this bloodstain: Fazun!

The man who took the lead almost didn't think about it, and attacked it with a needle. Obviously, Fa Zun didn't expect the other party to notice it so quickly, and even he was surprised. And by the time Fazun came back to his senses, the iron needle had pierced the disguise of the snowflakes and was straight to his heart. If this is succeeded by the other party, let alone defeating the other party, even his own life may not be guaranteed. In a flash of lightning, he made a bold move.

I saw that the third murderer who fell to the ground had fallen into his palm and was blocked by him. The leader was unable to dodge, and without paying attention, he stabbed the iron needle into his companion's body. Although the other party is dead, they are also brothers who were born and died, and now that the other party is dying so tragically, how can he, as a brother and superior, turn a blind eye. So in the next 10,000 seconds, he reluctantly stopped his steps, and even snatched back the corpse of his companion. But just as he was complacent about this, a fountain of blood shot out of his abdomen, and in the midst of it, a black object pierced his body, and the leader looked at it and found that it was actually his own iron needle.

Although the appearance is very ordinary, this iron needle has a great history. It is said that back then, the Great Sage of the Demon Realm sleepwalked through the Eighteen Layers of Hell, passing by Needle Mountain on the way. He saw that the vegetation on the Needle Mountain was full of huge thistles, so he plucked one of them and brought it to reality when he woke up. Since then, the Great Sage of the Demon Realm has added a weapon that is unique in the world, the Nether Demon Needle. The souls of those killed by it will not be able to rest in peace, and they will have to suffer from the eighteen ploughs for eternity and eternity, unless there is a monk who is willing to cultivate sutras for them, so that they can have the possibility of getting out of the sea of suffering.

But according to common sense, the Nether Demon Needle should only be the one in his hand in the world, but where did the one that appeared on his abdomen come from?

"Look no further, this is your weapon, I am just using the way of others to control their bodies. Well, this iron needle tastes good!"

The outline of the Dharma Venerable gradually appeared, and at the same time, a rare smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect that his trick of flying snow outside the sky was really useful, and it was for such an immortal master. As the name suggests, flying snow outside the sky means that the sky will snowflake. It's just that these snows are not naturally formed, but are spiritual snow that has been condensed and refined by their own spiritual energy. The snow looks similar to normal snow, but if you look closely, you can see that the snowflakes are not hexagonal, but pentagonal. This kind of snow is subjected to a series of successive reactions, so it gives people a certain feeling similar to being hypnotized. That's why the person who took the lead just now mistakenly thought that the Dharma Venerable had disappeared, and the others were just the latter's tricks.