As the fight was fought, Zhang Yifeng could no longer see the figures of the two monks. In his sight was the dazzling Buddha light. The Buddha light formed a barrier, blocking the 50 meters range around and isolating all movements within 50 meters. Zhang Yifeng could only see a slap sometimes in the Buddha light, and an angry Buddha sometimes appeared.

The two fought for about five minutes, and a loud bang came, and the Buddha's light broke, and the two figures flew backwards almost at the same time.

Dongdong!

The two fell to the ground and smashed a deep pit into the ground, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, which looked like both sides were injured.

"Junior brother, you are hiding very deeply. If you haven't seen each other these days, your Buddhism is actually comparable to mine! But since you take action today, you can't help but continue to grow! The demon-subduing pestle!"

The monk Zhaopin looked pale. He wanted to stand up from the ground, but he couldn't stand up for a moment. But he knew that his junior brother Zhaoru's situation was not much better than him. Just now, the two of them used the Ten Thousand Buddhas to celebrate the sect at the same time. The huge power caused great damage to both of their internal organs. Since he couldn't stand up, his junior brother would definitely not stand up. A Buddhist pestle that released golden light suddenly appeared in his hand. After a low shout, he directly sacrificed the demon-subduing pestle and smashed it at the monk Zhaoru.

The Demon Subduing Pestle is not big, and runes are carved on it, but this small Demon Subduing Pestle gives people the feeling of the sky falling down. Wherever the Demon Subduing Pestle passes, cracks are created in the space like a mirror.

If you are hit by this blow, it will definitely be the result of brain mass flying.

"go!"

Monk Wu saw the demon-subduing pestle falling from the sky and threw out a golden iron bracelet.

The iron bracelet seemed to have grown bigger and directly met the demon-subduing pestle falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom boom!

The demon-subduing pestle and the golden bracelet collided, and a muffled sound broke out. A terrifying shock wave spread out from the air and quickly moved away.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle and the Golden Bracelet seemed to be unable to do anything to each other, and the stalemate was in the air. As the stalemate was getting ugly, and the aura and magic weapon were connected, so the two of them were absolutely unhappy.

"Good opportunity!"

On the side, Zhang Yifeng, who had been waiting for time, had his eyes lit up. He knew that the opportunity had come. These two people had good Buddhist cultivation. He would be defeated when fighting with any of these two people. But now they had real fire, which was just a chance to take away the cassock.

The breath-holding technique was used to the extreme, and Zhang Yifeng moved forward slowly step by step. Instead of taking the purple gold cassock, he planned to go around in a circle, bypass the two of them, and then steal the cassock. The two of them fought fiercely, and now was the best opportunity.

After taking two steps, Zhang Yifeng stopped and was ready to get the cassock.

He began to carve the formation on the ground. If it is really discovered, he would open the formation as soon as possible. In this way, when the breath-holding technique conceals the breath, it would be a dream for these two monks to chase Zhang Yifeng.

If possible, he planned to "wake up" these orange-eyed ghost soldiers. At that time, these two hypocritical monks would not dare to stay in the ancient city.

After spending five breaths, Zhang Yifeng simply arranged two formations. He did not dare to set them up for too long, for fear of causing any big noise, and for fear that the two of them would end early in the battle.

After setting up the formation, Zhang Yifeng continued to act.

At this time, the two monks spit out a mouthful of blood, and the two Buddhist magic weapons were bounced away from each other, but they collided again. Now it is time to compete for who can last longer, so you can't relax this breath!

Once you are relaxed, the opponent will be able to take advantage of the situation, and the end of the situation will be to be directly hit by the opponent's magic weapon.

"Junior brother, you actually have the intention to kill me. Where is your compassionate heart?"

The sound of the photo was heard, and he planned to distract Monk Wu by words. But Monk Wu ignored him at all, and he would be distracted when he spoke at this time.

When Zhaopin saw that Zhaoru didn't speak at all, he knew that he hadn't spoken. He simply kept silent and controlled the demon-subduing pestle in the air and kept hitting the Vajra Bracelet.

The two of them were fighting, but they didn't know that a figure had quietly approached the bones at this time. This person was naturally Zhang Yifeng.

"Amitabha, this senior, I offended you, I will take away your clothes."

After bowing to the bones, Zhang Yifeng put his hand on the cassock.

drink!

At that moment, a loud shout suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's mind, just like the God King was angry and unstoppable.

Zhang Yifeng felt his head confused, and a brief blank appeared. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was rolling. If the wisdom tree had not opened up the land and made his sea of ​​consciousness extremely stable, this sudden shout would be enough to kill him!

This loud shout was the remaining power left by the monk after his death. Even if he died, he would not allow others to desecrate his bones and peel his clothes and let him run naked.

"who!"

Zhang Yifeng's head had just recovered from his mind, and he could not scold the dead bald donkey for not having any compassion. When he was dead, he still came to the dark man, and then he heard two angry roars.

Photos and monk Wu had already discovered him!

He fell into a brief blank just now and naturally could not use the breath-holding technique. Although his breath was released in an instant, it was captured by the two monks as soon as possible.

The two monks turned around and found that there was a young man standing beside the white bones at some point, and they didn't notice it!

"not good!"

Zhang Yifeng was shocked, and then without saying a word, he instantly stripped off the golden robes on the white bones and ran away.

The white bones were missing the purple gold robes, and the skeleton's body began to tremble, and then turned into ashes all over the ground, blown by the wind and splashed everywhere.

"Junior brother, put away your Vajra bracelet, or this kid will run away!"

The photo roared at the monk Wu, looking very anxious. But the monk Wu was not so obedient, just frowned slightly and said.

"Senior brother, you take it first."

The monk Wu is not stupid. The two of them have been in a stalemate in the air. Whoever stops the force first will suffer a loss! At that time, it may not be as simple as serious injury.

It seemed that Monk Wu saw through his intentions, and the photo opened again: "Amitabha, let's take it together! Otherwise, this kid will run away."

"Okay." Monk Wu nodded.

The photo then continued: "Now, collect it!"

The two of them pretended to recover the magic weapon in the air for a distance, but the two magic weapons had just separated and continued to attack almost at the same time!

boom!

With a dull sound, the two magic weapons continued to collide together.

Both monks wanted to kill each other first when chasing Zhang Yifeng, but now it seems that both of them are extremely cunning people. None of them dared to relax.
Chapter completed!