Li Ji survived the monk's attack, and almost at the same time, the monk was also carrying Li Ji's attack. Another 500,000 sword lights were gathered and slashed with murderous intent, which could not be taken lightly!

Ananda's Dharma Umbrella, Haotian Canopy, Glazed Golden Body, and the monk's three self-destructive defenses were broken one by one. The sword cultivator's flying sword seemed to have a mysterious armor-breaking ability, ignoring the bonus of Buddhism and the condensation of beliefs, also breaking a big hole in the monk's golden body!

The monk used his conspiracy to gain the advantage of the first attack, but Li Ji used his purer and more powerful attack to defeat him.

Both sides suffered losses!

In Li Ji's judgment, the monk should be able to distance himself at this time. Anyway, he is tired of the mountain and cannot escape. After the distance is opened, it is the best choice to release the Buddhist statue to fight. If he can't find a solution to the drag of the mountain, he will sooner or later fall into death and be unable to turn the tables.

But what surprised him was that the monk did not choose to stay away, but kept the distance unchanged, and visualized a cloth bag arhat: Venerable Yin Jietuo, holding a cloth bag, the sound of the Buddha inside was faint, which shocked the soul.

This time, Li Ji was prepared, and in terms of performance and the speed of sword drawing, it was not comparable to monks!

The monk's bag arhat is still taking shape. Li Ji has already taken the enemy with a million sword lights, and there is no trace of defensive sword light. This is not about exchanging injuries for injuries, but about exchanging lives for life!

Such an extreme choice also scared the monk and gathered the Buddha's light to pass through, but found that it could not stop the continuous flying swords. If you persist, it is hard to say whether your cloth bag can hurt the opponent's soul, but you will most likely die under the fierce and inexplicable flying swords group!

Although he has the ability to be reborn and is not afraid of being killed, such a battle is not something he is willing to continue, and it is meaningless!

So he no longer held it hard, but pointed his hand and crossed the Lingjiang River. The man had appeared thousands of miles away, outside the range of the flying sword; at the same time, Li Ji felt that his body was lighter and all the constraints were gone.

He had some realization, but he didn't want to let go of this hateful monk Yinsan. He jumped and pulled the distance between the two sides closer. While the flying sword was flying out, he felt his body stagnant. The damn mountain pressure appeared on him again. After only a moment of swaying, he had to continue climbing!

The monk smiled and shook his hand to release several canopies, but his body floated towards another test. Li Ji noticed his movement trajectory, but he was within tens of thousands of miles of Piaomiao Peak!

I felt my body lighter again, and I regained my ability to pass the sword. I had a clear understanding of the casting effect of this strange Buddhist sect's magic: this thing is indeed different from the Taoist sect's mountain pressing technique, it has its advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that the sword of cause and effect cannot cut the connection between the mountain and the subject under pressure, which is due to the profound and profound principles of Buddhism; the disadvantage is that the distance between the caster and the recipient, and Piaomiao Peak must be controlled within a range in order to effectively press the mountain!

In other words, as long as Li Ji keeps a sufficient distance from the monk or Piaomiao Peak, he will not be suppressed by the mountain.

The question is, if he was far away, would this evil bald thief follow?

There is no solution! Unless the connection between this layer and Piaomiao Peak is essentially cut off, unfortunately he is confused and has no clue about it!

The monk was shaking his body on Piaomiao Peak. The big hole in his chest and abdomen had healed, just like Li Ji's arm bones and ribs. At their level, these skin and flesh injuries are difficult to cause too much damage. It will take a moment to relieve it for a little while.

"Tsk tsk, this little slut, has such a cruel heart and fierce swordsmanship. I don't know if I give in to seniors!"

Li Ji also smiled and said, "Old thief bald! He is so sinister. The monk in Taoist robe. If you Buddha see these, will you jump out of the coffin and suck you, a disrespectful disciple? You can all integrate these six-character mantras into the streets of cursing, and you are also a genius. What kind of Zen is this? Is it dirty Zen?"

The monk didn't care, "When the swear words passed, the Buddha kept it in his heart; the Taoist robe was worn on my body, and he was only focused on the Buddha! Walking in the darkness, there was light in his heart!

I have Buddha in my heart. As for what my appearance is like, does it matter?"

It makes sense, but it is just shameless and unconventional. This is actually very similar to him. Li Ji knew that he could not win verbally with such a person. The monk's profession is a master of nonsense and distinction.

"I want to linger on your Piaomiao Peak for a while, appreciate the natural scenery and recall the great deeds of the predecessors. What do you say? Whether to refuse or fight or stay, you must have an attitude!"

According to Li Ji's temper, he rarely argues with secretly verbally, but this thief is very powerful and is basically invincible by relying on the mountain. He may not have any effective way to deal with it in a short period of time. But now that he knows the monk's background, he is not afraid. Therefore, he has to go around, regardless of whether you are a monk or a monk, at least he can just fight.

The monk thought about it and probably felt that this sword cultivator was not easy to mess with. Even if he was in his own place, it would be difficult to cause real harm to him. The key is that he could not stay in Piaomiao Peak forever. If he left this mountain in the future, the strong mountain pressing force would no longer exist. Although he had other methods to replace it, it was impossible for him to completely lock a monk like Piaomiao Peak.

"But! I can relieve your mountain pressure, but you must ensure that you don't make trouble on my mountain!"

"I can guarantee that I won't pursue you before the sneak attack, but you must also guarantee that you won't repeat the same trick in the future!"

The two hit it off immediately, and the monk pointed to the sky and the earth, "Tanyu Temple said irresponsible, I hereby advise the gods and Buddhas in all directions..."

Li Ji pointed to the earth and the sky, "General of Xizhao Sword Mansion, hereby advise the sword heart sword spirit..."

Soon, after the oath was completed, the monk said the truth again, "Hum moopai Ma'an..."

Li Ji felt a lighter in his heart, and there was a bond in the dark and left his body. He secretly said that the magical powers of Buddhism were indeed different. Compared with the Taoist sect, this control was different from that of Taoist sect. The truth was like a mountain, but the truth was difficult to guess.

The monk removed the curse of mountain pressure and looked puzzled, "Xizhao Sword Mansion? This name seems to be a bit old?"

Li Ji laughed, "Tanyu Temple? This name is so familiar, something that is always in front of my bed in the house..."

In fact, for monks of the True Lord, the so-called oath is a joke. No one is willing to make his own oath easily. If he has too much constraints on himself, how can he tie his own hands and feet?

So for them, since both sides intend to stop making peace, they have actually made an agreement, and the rest are just a walk-through form.

This is what it means to make decisions with one word.

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