With the rise of Zhang Kun's breath, the huge sense of oppression caused by the happy Buddha formation, like the fallen leaves blown away by the wind, everyone feels a clear mind and returns to God.

The little girl worshiped Zhang Kun, who looked at the prestige, envious: "When can I have this prestige, evil spirit?"

She said that right.

In fact, Wu Zhenshan, the captain of the demon school, also wants to say that.

The eyes were shocked.

He had already overestimated the Zhang Bailing, and he was in hand with Zuo Donglin, the captain of the Liupin Destroyer School that day. In his opinion, this seemed to have not fully worked.

According to his estimation, as long as he is not suppressed by Wang Qi and gets the support of the people's hearts, he must have a three -pointer with the Bodhi Courtyard's silver monk Guangming, otherwise, you will not be able to explain the results of the previous battle.

Instead, the monks will not dare to provoke again, but choose to pinch the soft persimmons.

It turns out that the three people of Tian Cefu, coupled with the county Wei Mansion and the city guards, are really soft persimmons, and they are unbearable.

The opponent was just a round of attack, so he almost died and injured.

Such a strong strength.

Several people and apprentices in Guangming did not dare to do it when they saw Zhang Bailing appeared, but just watched it, obviously they were afraid.

Before he shot, he was so scared that the other party was retreating, so prestigious, so evil.

The original capture, the Lord of the Bailong Council today, is much stronger than I thought, and more deterrent.

At this moment, Chen Zi'an, who was struggling with half a body on the ground, seemed to be a little lower.

His wife Chen Zuo's, the cry of sorrow and despair, gradually stopped.

Zhang Kun's eyes were full of waves, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Want to go, which is so easy?

He turned his head to look at the little carp, and when he saw the girl widened his eyes, he was eager to try, and his heart was moving.

If you are alone, you ca n’t do everything yourself. Although this little guy always likes to hang the two words of Xianggong on his mouth, it is very unjust, but the potential is still very strong. The speed of force progress is also remarkable.

I always have to give her a single side, and don't come to this game by herself.

After thinking about it, Zhang Kun pulled out the knife and laughed: "Xiaolian, see, this Fang Ming monk, the previous three pestle killed Tang Luo, the same medium -term medium -term realm, why can he take advantage of the wind and speed.

opponent?"

"Because his strength is stronger, the array method is blessed, plus the confusion of the Brahma, and the fighting spirit of the Tang school captain."

If the little carp wants it, you don't want to answer it.

After a long time of hell training, her cultivation may not have grown up, but whether it is vision or secret technique, it is much more powerful.

At a glance, it see through the opportunity of victory or defeat.

In the same realm, the strength is high and low, and the real life and death are fighting. Under the same realm, it is likely that in a move, you can divide the victory and defeat.

This is related to the mind, skills, strength and speed, etc., coupled with the environment and background, spell students and other factors, anyway, the situation is very complicated.

If you want to beat your opponent, you must naturally make your advantages and make your opponent at a disadvantage.

This is the understanding of the little carp.

"Yes, if you change to Tang Luo's situation, how do you deal with it?"

Zhang Kun asked again.

"Avoid its edge, wait for the opportunity to attack weaknesses."

"Actually, as long as there is a fast word, in the face of these victors and clumsy people, just ignore the opponent's attack, just kill someone one step."

Zhang Kun slowly shook his head and spoke softly. He slowly stabbed out the Yanyang knife in his hand, but he used the knife as a sword move. He slowly drew the knife in his hand, slowly straightened his arm, and pointed the tip of the knife forward.

It's like stretching, allowing people to see clearly.

Monk Fang Ming was thinking about whether to ask Master for instructions, leave here, and think of a solution.

The previous battle had frightened them.

He knew that now that the other party also had an official status, the king's aura could not be suppressed. What was even more outrageous was that the Great Joy Prajna Array he had set up was of no use to him.

Even if we can win, we will definitely suffer heavy damage, and maybe a few people will die.

There is no way to fight this kind of battle, and there is no need to fight.

As long as we find a way to recruit reinforcements, it would be best to ask the Bodhi Court Master to directly kill this person with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai. Why not do it? There is no need to beat him to death now.

It's a pity that Fang Ming thinks this way, but Guang Ming doesn't.

He hasn't made up his mind yet.

Therefore, Fang Ming could only be patient, be careful, and not dare to be careless.

Seeing Zhang Kun take action with his sword, he actually used himself as a lecturer to teach that little girl.

He was stunned in his heart and became furious in the blink of an eye.

Who can handle such a slow knife?

Holding the handle of the demon-subduing pestle with his right arm, Fang Ming's muscles bulged and he lifted up all his strength. His blood was boiling and his energy was flowing. He waited for the opponent to attack and used the power of the formation to counterattack brazenly.

His thoughts had just turned around, and the Demon-Conquering Pestle had just been raised to his chest. The excruciatingly slow sword light was still far away, and his eyebrows felt painful.

puff……

Fang Ming howled miserably, raised the demon pestle above his head, and his head exploded.

Blood splashed all around.

The sword had been blown into a lake by the strong energy attached to it, and spilled onto the ground.

The headless body shook a few times, and Fang Ming suddenly fell to the ground.

The Demon-Conquering Pestle hung down weakly and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand. It seems slow but is actually fast. It is faster than people's sight and deceives people's six senses. Therefore, even though it looks far away, it is actually a sword piercing the skull. This stupid monk cannot react at all."

The little carp's eyes shine brightly.

She really understood it.

In fact, she had seen this move many times during her training in Hell, but she had never thought that it would be so effective against such an opponent with such tyrannical attacks and powerful moves.

Killing your opponent is like killing a chicken.

"Very good. To deal with a domineering and powerful opponent, winning with speed requires the ability to use subtle weapons and the ability to think and react. However, to deal with an opponent like Monk Fang Jue who is skillful with swords and well-guarded, no matter how fast you are,

They will also be blocked by his dense sword skills, so when fighting, you can't just follow the example of a cat or a tiger, but you have to find another way."

Zhang Kun looked at Fang Jue again.

The eldest disciple of Monk Guangming, the hair on his back stood on end, as if facing a formidable enemy. He bowed to the north and held a sword in front of him. The nine rings were windless and moved automatically. The Gang Qi was like a tide, moving towards his body layer by layer.

With the external fluctuations, the mind has already rehearsed a thousand cuts, and it is necessary to intercept and block in all directions, waiting for opportunities to kill the enemy.

His sword technique is called Breaking the Precepts and Killing the Body Knife. In terms of its complex changes, it is second to none in the Bodhi Courtyard. It has the intention of cutting with a thousand swords and cutting off the flow of water with ten thousand swords. Therefore, he was able to chase Wu Zhenshan before and slashed.

The other party simply had no power to fight back.

On the one hand, it is because of the formation blessing and the greatly increased attack power.

Another reason is that of course, because of this knife, as long as the momentum is up, the attack power will become stronger and stronger until it becomes a heavenly trend and cut thousands of thousands of pieces of the opponent.

As Zhang Kun said, he was not afraid of the opponent's sword fast sword. In the face of fast opponents, he has formed instinct. Even if the mental reaction cannot be reacted, the nine ring ring knives in his hand will be as helpful, spontaneous, spontaneous, and spontaneous.

strain.

As a disciple of the Master Guangming, Fang Jue has his own confidence.

Self -asking alone, few people can beat themselves.

I just firmly strengthened my mind.

I saw Zhang Kun's drifting head and fluttering.

"I want to re -apply it again, think too much."

As soon as Fangjue Jiuhuan ringed the knife, a blasting wave pattern shone in the body.

It is extremely complicated, and people can't see where the hands are, where is the knife.

I just feel that there are blades everywhere, and there is a knife mountain in front of my eyes.

"Good sword method."

Wu Zhenshan also had to admit that the opponent's knife method was indeed exquisite.

People are divided into righteousness, but this knife method cannot be described as righteous and evil. It has the spirit, the will, and the spirituality of the knife.

I do n’t know how much hard work, how much time did this monk spend on the knife here?

"Even if he did not rely on the advantages of the battle, I couldn't really win him before the battle, most of them would still be defeated."

Wu Zhenshan rose slightly in his heart.

Then, the corner of the eyes suddenly twitched madly, and the whole body trembled slightly.

He saw that when Zhang Kun's fluttering knife, when he fell down, he was heavy like a mountain and river.

Obviously looking at it like a feather, when it was cut off, it was impossible to stop at all.

The monk Fang Jue's complicated and mysterious knife light was touched by the feather -like knife, and immediately the qi collapsed.

Fall from the forehead and cut into two pieces.

The two lives jumped on the ground and lost their vitality.
To be continued...