Erzuo Zen's heart sank, and he secretly sighed that he was not old, this monk really came...

When I looked up, I saw that it was more than ten feet high.

But the stone walls are smooth and moss-covered, and there is nowhere to borrow strength.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, and with a fierce force, "snorted", the sword went into the wall, until it sank into the handle, and then he pulled the rope and stepped on the hilt.

At this time, the middle-aged monk jumped up and rushed straight over, only three feet away.

After being so close, the monk instead put away his golden pill finger, rushed forward with his left palm, and slapped it directly.

Li Muchan stood on the hilt of the sword and calmly drew the arrow. Putting on the ice jade bow, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the monk, his left palm was shining with yellow luster, like a bronze cast.

Knowing that this palm technique is strange, just now it is easy to catch his own arrow, and the power is not trivial.

He pulled the ice jade bow to the full, and the internal force of the Taishu was injected, endlessly, and he felt that the Yanling arrow had reached the limit, and then he let go of his hand, and a black light shot out.

The black light was like electricity, and it instantly came to the monk. Silent.

Haha, the middle-aged monk smiled disdainfully, and met it with his left palm.

Li Muchan kicked hard, kicked violently, and rose into the sky, as fast as an arrow, hugged Xiaoyuan in the air, jumped to the top of the mountain wall, and tore the rope off with the momentum.

"Little good boy!" the middle-aged monk shouted, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which caused Li Muchan's blood and qi to oscillate, and his internal force stagnated.

The two of them staggered in their ascent, and then fell straight downward, about to fall back into the valley.

Li Muchan took a deep breath, his mind suddenly fell into tranquility, the pores around his body opened, and the Tianyuan Breathing Technique worked, and he fell behind. A trace of pure internal force entered the body, and he directly reported it to his feet.

He fell to the mountain wall, and his body suddenly folded, swept out obliquely, and finally came out of the valley.

Madoka was hugged by him, motionless, her eyes widened, and she cheered at this time.

Li Muchan had no joy, calm as water, as soon as he landed, without pausing, he galloped lightly, swept through the dense weeds, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

This is the ridge of the Fairy Peak, looking up, under the empty and magnificent sky, the boulder on the top of the Fairy Peak is like a young girl, standing in the wind.

Li Muchan flew along the ridge, lowered his head and asked, "Xiaoyuan, you remember correctly, there is a cliff over there." Right?"

Madoka had already wrapped her arms around him, lying in his arms, like a kitten, and looked up and said, "Yes, that cliff is deep, leading straight to the bottom of the mountain."

"That's good". Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief.

Madoka's eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "Ah! He's coming!"

Li Muchan turned his head to look, his feet did not stop, his bones are stronger now, his strength is stronger, his light skills are also two points stronger, and his speed is extremely fast, like an arrow.

The middle-aged monk jumped out of the mountain wall, but stopped, smiling at him.

Li Muchan turned his head to look at him, hugging Xiaoyuan. The feet still don't stop, and the shape is very strange.

He stared at the monk's hand, as long as the hand moved, he had to move, not knowing the power range of the vajra finger, there was no big mistake in being careful.

The middle-aged monk didn't move, and laughed: "Little monk, run! Run! I want to see how good you can run!"

With this sentence, Li Muchan was already more than thirty zhang away, he turned his head, and the strong wind was blowing in his face.

Li Muchan squinted his eyes and asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you have clothes in your baggage?"

Xiaoyuan lay in his arms and nodded slightly: "Yes, there are several clothes, what do you want to do?"

"Take it out. Make an umbrella, let's jump off the cliff later, Li Muchan said.

"Huh?!" Madoka was stunned and hurriedly said, "It's too high there, and if you jump down, you'll fall to death!"

"It's taller than Crouching Tiger Mountain?" asked Li Muchan. Xiaoyuan shook his head: "Crouching Tiger Mountain?"

Li Muchan realized that Xiaoyuan had never seen Crouching Tiger Mountain, and said: "Don't worry, I jumped over Crouching Tiger Mountain and was safe and sound, and it doesn't matter if Fairy Peak is unharmed!"

Xiao Yuan was skeptical, nodded, and untied the burden behind her, a total of four of her robes, as well as a monk's robe, neatly folded.

"Do you want to get it?" Madoka asked.

"Well, it's all made into umbrellas." Li Muchan nodded, and glanced behind him again.

The middle-aged monk has already started, he is burly, but his body is light, and he is as fluttering as the wind. Swift as lightning, better than him, a little closer.

Li Muchan hugged Xiaoyuan, went up the ridge, higher and higher, and finally came to the top of the mountain.

The stone looked like a maiden from a distance, but when it approached, it was huge, standing in the air, abrupt and precipitous, and he jumped on top of the girl's head, and the wind was fierce, and the monk's robe fluttered.

Xiao Yuan didn't spare his little hands in his arms, tied his clothes a few knots, formed a round umbrella shape, and waited for him.

Seeing him standing on the boulder, the middle-aged monk stopped and laughed: "Little monk, do you want to come to this set again?

Li Muchan put down Xiaoyuan and sat down suddenly.

It was flat and wide, and he sat with a Xiaoice jade bow beside him, and his hands were knotted with a handprint. smiled calmly: "Monk King Kong's finger power is amazing, admire and admire!",

Haha, this time, you can't run away!" The middle-aged monk laughed, full of confidence, but his eyes were cold and murderous.

Whoever knows that he is using the vajra finger, there is no forgiveness for killing, and he hides in the green forest of Hexi, and is known by the Landa Temple, and will come to hunt down and kill.

Li Muchan smiled silently and shook his head, the treasure was solemn and holy as a Buddha.

Seeing Li Muchan like this, the middle-aged monk was stunned, touched his bald head, and said with a smile: "What, you are going to show your death?"

"That's fine, as long as you can spare my companion. Li Muchan smiled.

"Haha" Okay, if you don't kill her, let's be Mrs. Pressure Race for the third child!" The middle-aged monk looked up to the sky and laughed, looking very proud.

Hmph, I'm not going to be Mrs. Pressor." Xiao Yuan snorted, her eyes widened, and she acted viciously.

Zhongshan "looked at her twice, looked at her, and laughed again, and shouted loudly!" "Lao Cheng, Deng Xie is a lady of the family, she is a little beauty!"

"Thank you, Boss!" a deep cry sounded in the distance, still in the valley.

The voices of the two floated through Fairy Peak. Condense but not disperse. Echoes.

Li Muchan smiled and closed his eyes, and his hands made another handprint, motionless.

"Hey, little monk, what the hell?!" the middle-aged monk frowned, realizing that something was wrong.

As soon as he took a step forward, Li Muchan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, bursting out, like a substantial electric light piercing straight at him.

The middle-aged monk subconsciously took a step back, faintly feeling dangerous.

Li Muchan picked up the ice jade bow and drew two Yanling arrows, one biting with his mouth, and the other between his little finger and ring finger. Hit the bow and point it at him.

His movements were slow, his neck was bruised, his face was getting redder, his muscles were twisted, and he was hideous.

The bow sun essence enters the body, and it really doesn't work to directly urge the small luck.

The essence of the sun entered his body, heavy as a mountain, and he was very strained when urging his luck, but for a while, he only felt tired, and he would faint at any time.

The essence of the sun slowly moves along the sun's meridian and passes through a small place. The meridians were in severe pain, like a knife cutting teeth saw, and he sighed secretly, this time, the sun suffered a lot.

Xiao Yuan stood behind him, and also noticed something unusual, and looked at him anxiously, knowing that he was doing his work. He didn't dare to say more, for fear of disturbing him.

"Hehe, you're good at archery..."The middle-aged monk grinned, frowning and staring at him.

Li Muchan pulled the ice jade bow and stopped. The Yanling arrow seemed to flash for a moment, and the luster was even worse, and it shot out at once, turning into a bright black light.

This black light was very fast, and the middle-aged monk was close, and slapped his left palm disapprerovingly.

Li Muchan quickly took his bow, and the arrow in his mouth turned into a bright black light and shot out, catching up with the black light in front of him and shooting side by side.

The middle-aged monk stretched out his right palm and slapped it again.

"Uh," the middle-aged monk snorted. Taking a step back, shocked and angry, two black rays of light pierced his palms and shot into his shoulders.

"Smack!" the ice jade bow turned into pieces, fell in a slurch, and was blown by the wind, and floated away, only the corners of the bow reached the ground.

"Let's go!" Li Muchan pulled Xiaoyuan. Kicking their legs and jumping out of the boulder, the two of them stopped in the void five feet away, and fell violently, falling quickly towards the bottomless cliff.

"Ah!" came an angry roar from the cliff, high-pitched and agitated, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Li Muchan held Xiaoyuan's waist in one hand, and waved his sword to lay a sword light on the top of his head, layer by layer, stretching like a mountain, it was the eight swords of Zhenyue.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, the sword light suddenly converged, and the speed of the two of them increased rapidly.

He swung his sword again, and laid a continuous sword light on his head, layer after layer, the Taiyin True Scripture and the Little Shaoyang True Scripture operated at the same time, a layer of sword light to yin, and a layer of sword light and Shaoyang, overlapping densely.

I wanted to carry the Sun Sutra and the Taiyin Sutra. However, the solar meridian has been damaged, and the internal force is sluggish and does not move, so it can only be changed to less yang.

One yin and one yang, layer by layer, can greatly weaken the force of the vajra finger. "Smack!" There was another crisp sound, the sword light converged again, and the speed of the two of them increased again.

Madoka exclaimed, "Zhan Ran, what should I do?"

Her hair was fluttering, her clothes were hunting, and her voice was directly carried away by the wind as soon as she came out, and her eyes were wide open, staring at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan lowered his head, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he smiled: "It doesn't matter, don't panic!"

As he spoke, he swung his sword and laid down a continuous sword light, and he was lucky in his heart, but the monk was injured and his finger power was greatly affected. Otherwise, the sword cannot be stopped.

In a few breaths, the two of them descended more than 20 zhang, he looked up, the middle-aged monk became much smaller, and it was estimated that his finger strength was too late.

"Little monk, I must kill you one by one!" The middle-aged monk's angry shouts went straight against the wind

Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief and let go of his hand. The long sword was almost out of his hand, and he hurriedly returned it to its sheath, took a piece of clothing from Xiaoyuan's hand, and injected internal force. shouted: "Madoka, Lou is tight with me!",

At this point, the trees below are clearly visible, and the woods stretch and are lush.

Xiao Yuan hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, clamped her legs around his waist, closed her eyes, and the objects in front of her flew by, making her heart palpitate.

The two of them had their chests against their chests, and Li Muchan only felt two soft balls coming, and his heart couldn't help but waver, and he hurriedly suppressed his thoughts and focused on the cheongsam.

"Bang!" The clothes were stretched out, the two of them slowed down, and the two lumps on their chests were rubbed softly.

Xiao Yuanxiu's face was flushed, her whole body was weak, and she was like no bones, and she used all her strength to not let go.

Fortunately, this shirt looks thin, but it is extremely strong, and there is no need to spare the three pieces.

During the descent, Li Muchan said: "Xiaoyuan, you take one piece of clothing and give me two" After leaving me, don't panic!"

"Zhan Ran, what are you going to do?" asked Madoka as she opened her eyes, stretching herself out and staring into his eyes.

The faces of the two were close at hand, and their breath could be heard.

"Get ready!" Li Muchan smiled, and only found out from a close distance that Xiaoyuan's skin was excellent, white and red, and it could be broken by blowing.

It was only about thirty zhang away from below, he suddenly let go, his clothes suddenly went up, and he was swept up by the wind, and the two of them fell quickly, Xiao Yuan screamed in fright, and hugged him tightly.

"Let go!" Li Muchan drank heavily, and Xiaoyuan subconsciously let go of his hand, and suddenly flew up.

hurriedly opened her eyes, but saw Li Muchan speeding down, but she flew up.

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