On the edge of the land of Jingchu, a remote road that is rarely inhabited.

Unlike the warm breeze on Mu Xiaojiu's side, the wind here is a bit terrifying. The wind was whining, and the small trees, which were a little thinner, even bent into a strange arc, as if they could break at any moment.

However, in the midst of such a strong wind, there are people who are still moving forward against the wind.

This man was dressed in a luxurious white dress, with white hair, a black veil on his face, and a huge horse chopping knife on his back.

The wind howled angrily, and the white clothes on this man's body rolled backwards, and he kept hunting, but the black veil on his face did not move at all, and he did not tremble even if the wind blew. It can be seen that the depth of this person's internal strength should not be underestimated.

However, it was such a strange man, who stopped after taking two more steps forward. Not because I'm tired of walking, but because the road is blocked.

"You, are you the one who left to kill the famous? The sixth on the blood list, the horse slashing rage, I am the only one? A heavy voice broke through the wind, instantly resounding through the path.

The word "heavy" to describe a person's voice may sound a little strange. But for some reason, this person's voice is completely unthinkable than "heavy", what other words can be used to describe it.

The famous man looked at the figure in front of him, and did not reply, but raised his hand and held the huge horse chopping knife on his back. Because he knew that the person in front of him had come to kill him.

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As if it was destined in heaven and earth, the moment when the famous killer held the horse chopping knife was also the moment when Di Fei was shocked and the two figures of the monk and the Buddha were separated.

Blood gushed and fell to the ground in an instant.

The rugged and hideous face of the Killing Monk without leaving the Buddha was full of disbelief, and he looked at the collarbone that was left on the ground by Di Fei in shock, and still had warm blood and flesh, and his heart was already thundering. He couldn't figure it out, how did Di Feijing do it?

He had obviously blocked his left collarbone with his left arm, why did Di Fei Jing directly rip off his collarbone?

The pain, the piercing pain made the monk sweat all over his body. The monk's robe was torn and he was naked at this time, and the beads of sweat rolled on him one by one like beads with broken threads.

"The big outcast is a catcher, and he really lives up to his name." Xu Ziqing looked at Di Fei, who was relaxed and freehand, and his heart was full of shock. Especially after killing the monk without leaving the Buddha has easily and continuously defeated Hua Wujian and him and Xiaolongnu, this shock is particularly strong.

"It's ugly." Di Fei said casually, "I thought you would be stronger." ”

I didn't expect this result when I killed the monk and didn't keep the Buddha. His martial arts are definitely the most top-notch in the Grandmaster Realm. But the Di Fei in front of him, who was also a grandmaster, was shocked to break his horizontal practice kung fu so easily and tear off his collarbone......

At the thought of his collarbone, he only felt that the pain in his left shoulder became more intense.

"Alright, it's time for you to die." Di Fei lowered his head slightly and said with a chuckle.

The left arm of the monk who killed the Buddha hung weakly, but his right hand suddenly clenched, and his face became more and more hideous because of pain and anger.

At this time, Di Feijing had already come to the side of killing the monk without leaving the Buddha, and then, again......

Wrong!

Di Fei was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he didn't know why, at this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling. It was as if his body was instinctively terrified, urging him to run.

In this regard, Di Fei didn't dare to hesitate for the slightest, and the hand he was about to stretch out instantly retracted, and then the whole person was stunned out of thin air and fled backwards quickly.

However, killing the monk without leaving the Buddha has already roared out.

"Kill the Buddha in the Ten Directions...... Break! ”

With the swing of the right fist of the Killing Monk and the Buddha, the shadow of the fist appeared in the sky, and a fierce and incomparable force of killing intent suddenly attacked. For a while, there was a feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

The next moment, Di Feijing, who had not yet completely escaped from the range, had already been covered by the fist shadow of the killing monk without leaving the Buddha. In desperation, Di Fei had no choice but to bend his arms in front of him.

Receiving this blow, Di Fei was shocked to know that he was definitely going to be injured, and it was not a light injury. Unexpectedly, under the torture of the pain, the hand of killing the monk without leaving the Buddha became more powerful. It's just that killing monks without leaving Buddha is now the end of a strong crossbow, and after throwing this punch, he must have run out of oil.

When the time comes, killing a monk without leaving a Buddha will be the same as death!

However, the expected punches and pain did not hit.

Di Fei's temples fluttered and his clothes fluttered in the strong wind caused by his fist, but it did not hurt Di Fei. Because, an ancient knife that came from nowhere and exuded a faint smell of sandalwood appeared between Di Fei and the Killing Monk without leaving the Buddha, blocking the punch for Di Fei Jing. And along with the ancient knife, there is another person.

A strong, muscular man with two knife-like beards on his face.

Di Fei landed in shock, frowning slightly, because he knew this person.

"Shen Hu Chan...... How did you end up here? ”

The strength of the fist has stopped, Shen Huchan did not rush to answer, but instead carried the knife in his backhand, raised his foot and stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person shot out, and went straight to kill the monk without leaving the Buddha.

However, it was already extremely difficult to kill a monk without leaving a Buddha without any strength, how could he be able to block Shen Huchan's amazing sword?

Blood splattered, and a great head rose into the sky.

"Shen Hu Chan, Ananda Knife." I had been sitting on the eaves and watching the warring Situ below, squinting his eyes and smiling, "Interesting, so interesting." ”

Tingyu was holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, and glanced at Situ with disdain, "Brother Di was about to have an accident just now, why don't you go down to help?" If your own people are about to be injured, you still need outsiders to save you, is it a shame to lose people? Shame ......"

Situ rolled his eyes, and wanted to go back, but thinking about this little girl's terrifying methods, he suddenly extinguished this thought.

"Actually, even if he receives this punch head-on, Di Feijing won't be a big deal, just cultivate for two days." Situ explained patiently: "Besides, didn't you see that Qianli Mojian, Nie Feng, Hua Wuji, and Xu Ziqing are all ready to go?" Shen Huchan just made a move a little later, and it would not be his turn. ”