There was a smile on the face of the monk of the Six Senses.

With a slight touch of his hand, the Buddha beads in Chen Fan's palm suddenly emitted a strange Buddha light, and a huge expanding force made Chen Fan almost unable to be imprisoned.

Chen Fan seemed to have expected this, the crackling sound of his fingertips continued, and the five-colored thunder light covered the Buddha's light!

The dozens of Buddha beads that were about to explode were pinched by Chen Fansheng.

"Give you back!"

Chen Fan flicked his fingers, and dozens of Buddha beads were wrapped in thunder light, a few points more powerful than just now, and hit the head of the monk of the six senses.

The six-consciousness monk stiffened his smile, his right hand was wrapped in his arms, and the wide sleeved robe formed an inverted mouth!

Dozens of Buddha beads were collected by him with the same moves.

But in the next second, in the sleeve of the monk of the Six Senses, there was a sound like fried beans, crackling constantly!

The sleeve of the monk of the six senses was agitated a few times, and it was torn into pieces out of thin air, his arm was exposed, charred black, and dozens of Buddha beads fell to the ground, and his spirituality was greatly lost.

"Tiangang Thunder Jue?" the six-consciousness monk glanced at his blackened arm, "You killed the Formation Elder of Cangyun Temple?"

"So, don't worry about one more Dayin Temple, and don't mind killing a little bald donkey who betrayed the old monk!"

Chen Fan smiled coldly, and his figure flashed, appearing behind the monk of the Six Senses.

The face of the monk of the six senses changed, and he shouted: "If you come, I will come!!"

Airplanes!

A golden Buddha phantom appeared out of thin air, enveloping it!

Almost at the same time, Chen Fan raised his fingers, and a golden sword qi burst out from his fingertips, and with a long groan, it turned into a golden giant sword and slashed down at the monk of the six senses!

The phantom of the Buddha emitted the sound of Brahman, which was briefly intertwined with the clear sound of the long sword.

Silently, the Buddha light on the big Buddha suddenly split into two!

However, the golden greatsword also became dull, and seemed to run out of energy.

"Poof!"

The monk of the Six Senses was injured by the residual sword qi, spit out a mouthful of pale golden blood, and his eyes were full of incredulity, however, his face was quickly replaced by an unwilling color, his plain face showed a crazy color, the middle finger and ring finger of both hands were bent, only the thumb was left, the index finger and little finger were straightened, the six fingers of both hands were closed, and there were words in his mouth.

Chen Fan felt that the movements of the monk of the six senses were a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but in the next second, the clear sky suddenly blew a gust of cloudy wind, Chen Fan couldn't help but look at it, only to see countless black evil qi converging towards the body of the monk of the six senses, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

"Maha Mahaya!"

The chanting of the monks of the six senses became more and more high-pitched.

Behind him once again, a big Buddha was condensed!

The difference is that this time the big Buddha, the evil spirit is rolling, the body is constantly lingering with black ribbons, the big Buddha's hand hangs a string of black skull-like Buddha beads, the Buddha beads rattle, like a demon chewing bones, the head of the big Buddha, wearing a peculiar armor, a pair of black armor is gradually formed!

"This is the Rakshasa trick that night!!"

Chen Fan was taken aback, when he exhausted his strength to kill the Rakshasa, failed to take away his storage ring, and was taken to the Green Willow Villa by Nangong Yue, and now the monk of the six senses used the moves of the rakshasas, Chen Fan still didn't understand, the monk of the six senses must have been tracking behind that night.

All kinds of thoughts were turning rapidly in Chen Fan's mind, and as soon as he made a mistake, a terrifying force that made Chen Fan feel palpitations was forming.

Chen Fan looked up and saw a black golem about two zhang high, holding a Jia Luo skull Buddha bead, the black Dharma was similar to the big Buddha, and it was like a hell Shura.

Chen Fan's divine sense swept away the six senses and found that he was in the same realm as himself, but the law form he summoned at this time was actually much stronger than when Jindan Elder Luo Mo summoned it.

Chen Fan was puzzled, and the six senses smiled hoho, pointed at Chen Fan and said: "You must be very surprised, a few days ago, I might have been afraid of you, but now, you don't understand at all, how terrifying the power I tend to make is, if you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy now, and let me plant the spell of Buddha forbidden, follow me to Dayin Temple, I may be able to spare your life!"

"It's quite unexpected," Chen Fan took a deep breath, "I said, you can't take me away, and neither can the three Ming Kings, since you are so confident, then make a decision." ”

Chen Fan made a move, and the Shenyue scimitar appeared in his hand, but this time his posture of holding the knife was a little strange, not like holding a knife, but more like holding a sword!

"Shenyue scimitar?" The six-sensed monk narrowed his eyes, "The artifact of the Yuyi clan actually fell into your hands, it just so happens that I need a Zen Luo knife, and it just happens to be cheaper for me!"

"Then it's up to you to take it!"

Chen Fan threw the Shenyue scimitar in his hand upward!

At the same time, the sound of a hundred swords contending suddenly came from his body!

The golden light instantly enveloped Chen Fan!

In the next second, a strange sword diagram spread out from under Chen Fan's feet, extending at an extremely fast speed, a distance of about a mile.

The sky that had just darkened suddenly flashed brightly!

Golden light flew up from the sword diagram, and the silver Divine Moon Scimitar was like a blooming lotus flower!

It complements the sword diagram on the ground.

The golden buds below are in full bloom, like nasturtium leaves, and the silver petals are one after another!

Such a prosperous scene!

In an instant, there were already silver petals in the sky.

The Qinglian Sword Array recorded in the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram was cast by Chen Fan in another form.

Although with Chen Fan's cultivation at this time, he could only exert less than one-tenth of his power, but he still shrouded the black strange Buddha below.

"Fall. ”

Chen Fan lightly, the aura in his body seemed to be drained in an instant, and a force of prostration came, but his six divine skills had already advanced to the sixth layer, and the divine soul was getting stronger and stronger, and this little sense of prostration soon disappeared with the injection of aura into the meridians in the hidden acupoint!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The complete sword qi made a grinding sound and fell down overwhelmingly!

The eyes of the monk of the six senses were full of sluggish light, and under the threat of life and death, the black colossus behind him raised his arm, and the skeletons made strange sounds, flying and exuding a black evil aura, and the sky was inky black!

But this piece of inky black is like a drop of ink in the torrent, and it was immediately pierced clean by the silver sword light hole!

Sonorous!

The armor of the Colossus shattered piece by piece, the black phantom was shredded by the silver petals, the Ten Thousand Swords diagram on the ground gradually shrank with the light of regression, and the shape of the golden lotus became more and more obvious!

A clear whistle!

Whether it was the silver light in the sky or the strange patterns on the ground, they all disappeared without a trace, and the Shenyue scimitar fell from the sky and pierced deeply in front of the monk of the six senses.

"Qinglian Sword Formation...... You...... How can you know the sword technique of the Ancient Sword Sect ?!!" The six-consciousness monk fell to the ground with his body weak, his eyes staring at the Shenyue scimitar that made a buzzing sound, and swallowed his last breath.

(End of chapter)