The four holy monks shouted the Buddha's horn and wanted to stop drinking, but it was already late, and it was by no means half a o'clock......

At the same time that Fan Qinghui fell into the dust, the wind and snow teleported in the middle of the four holy monks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among the four of them, there seemed to be a sudden birth of an ice peak covered with snow high in the sky, although it was a sudden shock, but there was no sense of abruptness, as if it had been standing here forever ago, and it would be eternal.

The wind and snow quickly waved out a palm, like an endless snow swirl with ice flowers, around the side of the peak, so crystalline, so beautiful, and so deadly......

Master Jiaxiang pointed out, and the void drew "ten"!

Among the four holy monks of Buddhism, Master Jiaxiang's dry Zen Xuangong is crowned, and the Great Perfection Staff of the Emperor's Heart Venerable is secondary, and then it is the turn of Master Daoxin's Dharma hand and the heart of Master Wisdom.

The so-called "dry Zen Xuangong", the most pay attention to the way of the virtual reality, sometimes like a dry well, the void is not forced, sometimes the waves crack the shore, unstoppable, dedicated to just hitting the enemy's fatigue, to overcome the enemy's rigidity, and counter with it, must use the wrong force, even if Feng Xiaoxiao is a great master, it is inevitable to suffer losses again and again.

But as soon as the ice flower swirled, the void "ten" character had already collapsed, starting from the fingertips, and the muscles and bones were shattered.

And the remaining strength was not dissipated, and the three masters of Emperor Heart, Daoxin, and Wisdom were defeated together, and they couldn't help but fall back.

After the second rotation of the ice flower, Master Jiaxiang ceased to exist, completely becoming a heavy blood mist, condensing but not dissipating, still in human form.

The wind and snow waved his palm again, and the blood mist turned into a violent wind, blowing the three holy monks like fallen leaves in late autumn, messy in the wind, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Feng Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the wind and snow dancing in a dream, and lost his mind for a while.

It was really difficult for him to associate the graceful and docile little maid at the beginning with the graceful and chilling woman in front of him.

The four holy monks of Fanqing Huijia are enough to have a hard fight with him, the great grandmaster, but before Fengxue even used up three moves, two people died tragically on the spot......

Even Feng Xiaoxiao is so frightened that he can't talk about others?

The wind and snow in front of me are terrible!

Monks who recite sutras and practice Buddhism all day long will not be in a low state of mind, but at this time they are still in the confusion of fear.

The Emperor's heart Venerable's loud voice made a group of monks and soldiers break through immediately.

But anyone who still has eyes knows that the current wind and snow have exceeded the realm of the great master, far beyond the human power, the Buddha Gate is doomed to a fiasco this time, and if he does not retreat, he will wait for the outer demon gate to react, but I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out.

Now those who can still calm down, in addition to the only three remaining holy monks, are only the top masters who formed the Cihang Sword Array and the Buddhist Gate Great Array.

Under the leadership of the three holy monks, they suddenly surrounded the ground, trying to trap the wind and snow in the middle.

This is a lineup that can beat Feng Xiaoxiao to death, but it can't withstand the divine power of the wind and snow at all, can't stop dying tragically, and can't stop retreating.

The wind and snow seem to be completely integrated with heaven and earth, and every move and style can attract the power of heaven, and no one can reach it, and no one even dares to reach it.

fell in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes, and the shock was even worse.

In the view of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, everything in the world fluctuates, the human body is one kind of fluctuation, the true qi is another fluctuation, and the aura contained in the heavens and the earth is the biggest fluctuation, ubiquitous and endless.

With a casual blow from Fengxue, she was able to swing the aura of heaven and earth, directly make a sword, and disperse all the fluctuations in front of her! Whether it is the sword, the masonry, the human body, the true qi, or even the mind and soul, they are all scattered with one blow......

Because nothing can compete with one side of heaven and earth, there is nothing that can block every move of the wind and snow!

All the way forward, all the way to death!

Feng Xiao came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "Xue'er, come back!" ”

He just shouted four words, and the wind and snow drifted more than ten zhang, killed more than a dozen people, chased straight to the outermost courtyard wall, and easily broke the Emperor Heart Venerable and his Great Perfection Staff.

Hearing Feng Xiaoxiao's shout, Feng Xue hesitated slightly, glared coldly at Master Daoxin, who was waiting for death, and immediately floated back.

She didn't seem to have used any body skills, because no body skills could be so fast, this was the real way to resist the wind......

Feng Xiaoxiao knew that he was still shouting late, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

He really hated Cihang Jingzhai and the Buddha Gate for besieging him for many days, but it didn't mean that he hoped that the Buddha Gate would be too badly damaged, because this would cause the vitality of the Central Plains martial arts to be greatly damaged, and in the end, all the foreigners would be cheapened.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xue's shot was like a hot knife cutting butter, it was always unhindered, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and before Feng Xiaoxiao could react, she had already killed Fan Qinghui, and also beheaded two Buddhist monks in a row.

Feng Xue saw Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little hot, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'...... I'm angry, that's why I killed those monks, don't be angry with Xue'er. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't answer, but looked at Fan Qinghui's corpse in a daze, and looked at it for a long time before he sighed faintly.

Fengxue saw that he seemed to be very displeased, and couldn't help but panic even more.

Shan Wanjing's attitude towards her changed greatly, and said with a smile: "These bald donkeys are so hateful, just kill them all, out of sight is pure, what is there to be sorry for." ”

As she spoke, she looked at the scattered monks with beautiful eyes, and said hatefully: "How many people have killed my Dongming faction in the past few days, this princess really hates to kill them cleanly." ”

Feng Xue glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao's face, and was even more timid, how dare he move?

Feng Xiaoxiao restrained his emotions, smiled, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work!" ”

Fengxue blushed and shook his head.

Although she has been closed to death, she doesn't know what is happening outside, but as soon as she came out and saw the great change in Xijiyuan, the Buddhist gate was still besieged so much, Feng Xiaoxiao looked extremely tired, her complexion was haggard and gloomy, and she had no previous demeanor at all, so she knew that the master must have worked hard to support her safety, how could she not be grateful.

Feng Xiaoxiao has lasted until now, and he has never really rested well, and as soon as his mind is relieved, he really can't hold it anymore, and he said tiredly: "The devil's gate still needs to be cleaned up, ...... grace"

His bloodshot eyes turned a few times on Feng Xueqiao's face, very hesitant, Feng Xue is shrewd, but the killing is too heavy, if she really wants her to clean up the aftermath, I am afraid that it will be another good killing, and when he wakes up, maybe there will be no more living people left in the upper echelons of the Demon Gate......

Standing quietly behind him, Shan Meixian, who had been silent, said softly: "Let Wanjing take you back to have a good rest, I am here, don't worry." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's heart swelled with emotion, Shan Meixian has always paid silently for him, never asking for anything in return, but in front of Shan Wanjing, he is not good at making too affectionate moves, thousands of words only turned into a smile, and said gently: "Thank you for your hard work!" I'll let Cher stay and help you. ”

Seeing that the two of them were eyebrows and affectionate, Shan Wanjing pulled Feng Xiaoxiao's arm into her arms, and snorted: "Go quickly, this princess is tired." ”

Shan Meixian hurriedly glanced at Shang Gong Shang Bo, the two nodded, and immediately followed with a group of Dongming Sect disciples.

Shan Wanjing dragged Feng Xiaoxiao out of Xiji Garden, and suddenly a scorching storm that could dissolve the iron pot hit the sky, Shang Gong Shang Bo scolded angrily in unison, and the swords came out together, and they were on top together, but they spurted blood and flew upside down in an instant.

The two elders of the Dongming faction, who were top in martial arts, were seriously injured before they even survived a move!

A blazing sun suddenly appeared in the sky, hanging above Feng Xiaoxiao's head, illuminating his eyes black, and the space he was in immediately became hot and boiling, as if he was deep in magma...... (To be continued.) )