"Why does this kid have various sword postures? Aren't he afraid that these different sword postures will kill each other?" His subordinates did not stop, but instead urged his internal force, and his beard fluttered, and he punched the sword with a punch, shaking Zhang Kaifeng's sword.

Although he was shocked, Zhang Kaifeng seemed to have expected that the lonely sword in the hell's path instantly converged, and his left heel and calf were pressed against the ground and then bounced, and a sword like a ghost exploded.

The shrill sword momentum appeared like a gathering of thousands of unjustly dead ghosts. The cold breath covered the room. Zhang Kaifeng seemed to have opened the underworld. His sword seemed to have turned into a medium, causing the evil ghosts to appear on his sword and seek life towards the suffering in front of him.

"Amitabha, Buddha is merciful!" The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and his breath rose like the Buddha came to the dust. He used the unique martial arts of Tantric Buddhism, and suddenly the dazzling golden true energy rushed out.

According to legend, when the Buddha came, he created Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism respectively. Although the martial arts of the two sects were different, they belonged to the same lineage. The Buddhist martial arts of subduing demons also had martial arts similar to them in Tantric Buddhism.

The golden true energy gathered in the palm of the palm, and the Buddha's light was dazzling. The Buddha's style of subduing demons appeared. The Buddha's light emitted by the golden palm power was like a sword move that restrained Zhang Kaifeng. The sword energy lingering on the sword suddenly collapsed like white snow meeting the scorching sun.

The palm force broke through the sword force, and the old monk took advantage of the situation and stepped forward. The seemingly dry arm smashed down like a giant axe. The forceful aura caused Zhang Kaifeng to surge in pressure, and then he started to use Fengwu Liuhuan and shot out.

"How is that possible!" Zhang Kaifeng was shocked and had no time to think about it. He waved his sword again, and suffering appeared like a flash of light. The light skills he used were to save all living beings, and the Buddha's palm slapped at his chest.

The vast Buddha powers emitted from the Buddha's palm made Zhang Kaifeng frightened. The sword he swung was bounced away instantly. Zhang Kaifeng's tiger's mouth was numb, but it did not stop the palm from moving forward. The fierce palm was astonishing as the yellow dragon. Seeing this, Zhang Kaifeng's footsteps retreated faster, but the palm suddenly accelerated, but suddenly lost Zhang Kaifeng's figure. Then, a sword light flashed, and the sword tip pierced into the throat of the monk suffering.

"bite!"

The accident happened, and Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. His sword could not pierce the throat of suffering. The golden light lingered in the throat of suffering. It was one of the great secrets of Tantric Buddhism, the indestructible body of Vajra. This old monk has profound skills and has already mastered this unique skill.

The sudden change instantly changed the situation of the battle. The old monk slapped his fierce palm and the energy that came to his face enveloped Zhang Kaifeng like a heavy mountain. At this time, he was in the state that his moves were old, his internal breath was in decline, and his new power was not born.

Zhang Kaifeng shouted angrily, the other party was determined to kill him, how could he listen to his explanation? If something was wrong, he forced his internal breath to be raised, and a powerful aura burst out immediately. And he could no longer hide the blood rushing out from his mouth, and exchanged internal injuries for vitality.

"drink!"

Zhang Kaifeng's powerful force suddenly arose, and his left palm rushed forward, striking the suffering palm, and his energy scattered. The floor under Zhang Kaifeng's feet was immediately broken, and his waist twisted and he pulled away from the old monk's attack range at this moment, and the corner of his mouth was injured again.

"Who are you!" A cold light flashed in Zhang Kaifeng's eyes.

These two people seem to be monks, but their evil power does not belong to Tantric Buddhism. Tantric Buddhism belongs to the Buddhist branch. The internal power should not have such evil energy. This is a trap.

"Who is it? It's naturally the one who captured you!" Ju Nan sneered, and there was no Buddhist compassion on his face, and his murderous aura was heartbreaking.

Zhang Kaifeng was very alert and said, "It is impossible, how could the monks of Tantric Buddhism have such evil internal power?"

"Go to hell!" The murderous aura burst out.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Kaifeng said coldly: "Who are you and why are you targeting me."

"The Demon Buddha saves mercy, and you are no exception!" After the Buddha's name changed, he actually recited the Demon Buddha forbidden by the Buddhist sect. He is not a Tantric person.

"In order to welcome the demon Buddha out of seclusion, you must die!" The golden Buddha aura of suffering was restrained, and the evil aura erupted.

"Die!" Kuang shouted, rushed over and rushed over with his palm.

Zhang Kaifeng swung his sword and slashed, facing the suffering. Once the struggle changed, the martial arts moves changed immediately. The martial arts similar to Buddhism were full of strange flavor, and the palm attacked out fiercely. Zhang Kaifeng's body technique was raised again, Feng Wu's six fantasy was superb, and the sharp heavy sword also came out.

The sword technique of the Demon Sword Dao is known for its strength. Even if Zhang Kaifeng's skill is not as good as that of the old monk in distress, the overbearing power of the Demon Sword Dao's sword technique and the ghostly body technique also make him feel a headache. Although his light skills to save all living beings are not weak, after the ancestors of the Demon Sword Dao created this light skills, Zhang Kaifeng was deduced again by Zhang Kaifeng, which was considered to be a preliminary improvement. In an instant, the fierce fighting in the narrow room became more intense. Zhang Kaifeng flashed like the wind, and the sword technique of the Demon Sword Dao even overlapped.

"Uncle Master, I'll help you!" Seeing that suffering was unable to take down Zhang Kaifeng for a moment, the magic wound spoke out and joined the battle circle.

The magic wound rushed into the battle circle, and the forced palm wind came. He slapped Zhang Kaifeng's back with a palm, attacking Zhang Kaifeng from the front and back, becoming more and more calm, which was not good for him in such a small space.

With a turn, he blocked the fist of the magic wound with lightsword. He crossed the magic wound and slashed out a sword energy. The dazzling sword energy moved towards the magic wound. Seeing the big hands emitting golden light, he grabbed the sword energy and crushed it, jumped over and punched it. Zhang Kaifeng flashed sideways like a tumbler, and stabbed the old monk's eyes with a sword.

"Imagination!" The old monk sneered, and his true energy rushed out, shaking the Hanguang Sword.

The power of the recoil shocked Zhang Kaifeng's body, but he also used this power to overcome the suffering and activate his own internal force and rushed towards the magic wound. The sword light flashed like a shocking rainbow. The magic wound was shocked and flew out. Unexpectedly, Zhang Kaifeng's body suddenly disappeared, urging the sword move of the magic sword.

"Demonic Fenghua!" A low shout came from behind the magic wound, and the Hanguangsword burst out with a dazzling sword light.

"Puchi!" A blood light flashed, and the magic wound was immediately beheaded.

"Magic injury! Annoying magic sword." He was furious. He was already alert enough, but Zhang Kaifeng was all used to break the loophole.

The furious old monk activated his internal force to reach the top, and his palms as big as a palm fan were in a claw shape. Then, a huge suction force filled the narrow space. Zhang Kaifeng's body movement was immediately restrained, revealing his body, tremblingly stepped forward, condensed his internal force and injected with Hanguang Sword. Zhang Kaifeng slapped his palm at the end of the sword, and Hanguang Sword shot towards suffering like an arrow from the string.

"Hmph!" Ju Neng snorted coldly, his fist shook forward, and with a jingle, Han Guangsai flew backwards.

Inner Yuan hugged, Zhang Kaifeng's skill was urging to the top, and he jumped to lift his sword, using the fourth sword move of the Demon Sword Dao. The sudden surge of momentum dispersed around and attacked from a high place.

"The Nine Heavens of Demons!"

A low voice resounded in the room, and the light sword rose like the scorching sun. Zhang Kaifeng stepped on his feet and hugged his inner breath and took advantage of the force to soar in the air, stagnating in the air, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his figure transformed into three figures in the air.

Three figures held the sword and rotated down. In an instant, three majestic swords fell from the sky, like three brilliant galaxy falling down. For a moment, suffering was difficult to distinguish. Standing firmly, suffering stimulated his own skills, and suddenly a ferocious Buddha statue with three heads and six arms appeared behind him. No, it should be said to be a ferocious Buddha statue. He raised his palms to the sky at the same time and met the three figures of Zhang Kaifeng.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

The palm of suffering was filled with the power of thunder. The three swords fell down together. Suddenly, the sound of demons resounded through the world, like thousands of demons appeared, and the only demon lord was enshrined. The roaring sound was accompanied by the rolling demonic energy. The power of demons descended. The demonic power, which was like a Buddha but not a Buddha, was activated by suffering, to transform the magic power on the sword. Suddenly, the inn was shocked by this powerful force.

The floor slab under Judg's feet collapsed suddenly, and Zhang Kaifeng took the opportunity to jump away and disappeared into the night sky. Judg's body was buried by the wax, but then there was a loud bang, Judg's body came out of the ruins.

"Wow!" Kuang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Damn it, let him escape."

And at this moment, a black shadow appeared, and the black shadow was hidden in the darkness. He couldn't see his face clearly and said in a deep voice: "How is it done?"

"I let him escape, but this son was also injured," said the miserable: "Send people to continue chasing him! At the same time, it spread news in the world that Zhang Kaifeng was carrying out a bloody case and killed the disciples of Tantric Buddhism. I want to use the hands of the people in the world to kill the Demon Sword Dao lineage."

"Has the Demon Swordsmanship reappeared? I'll kill them with their descendants now." The black shadow's voice was cold and he said, "We are ready to crack the devil Swordsmanship."

"And, it's not far from the day when the Demon Buddha arrives! We can wait as much as possible. At that time, the bloody storm in the world will be controlled by us and we will dominate the world." Miser sneered, and there was no more figure in the ruins: "I will die next time I meet, but the premise is that he can still live."
Chapter completed!