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Chapter Three Hundred and Twelve

"See you until the third update tonight..."

The eight words left for Taishihou full of questions. All the scoldings were suppressed by a sentence for the sake of the Xin Zhiyin, and they talked nonsense. Jingcanglang used Jingtiandao to lead the criticism of himself, and used the righteous Taoist and the good deeds to block the possibility of Wuhuoduofumo's attack. Is it considered that Yangsen would come out to stop him? Yangsen's identity in the sea of ​​learning is very special, and the Taixuezhu gave him a lot of privileges... This is not a secret. Whether it is the people inside the Confucian Sect or the people from the other three religions, they can see that this order is different, at least, the appearance is different from the life in the Central Plains... Drunken talk? Taishihou does not believe it...

Liu Qingyi was not drunk, but he was a little drunk. He might be able to plot against others, but he would never use people like the Emperor of Good Dharma and Yangsen to plot against them...

"Actually, it's boring to compare this.." Liu Qingyi turned around and said to the last three people on the field, "I admit defeat by piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays."

"Why should my classmates be humble? We have lost poetry." The worry said with a deep smile...

"What do you think?" Shulou Longsu vaguely felt that the teapi today was a little different, but he couldn't tell where it was different...

"Martial Jue!" Jing Canglang looked at Liu Qingyi and said, "I am your opponent!"

"Among us, kick the white-browed guy away. Long Su and I are classmates. There is a possibility of letting go of water in battle." If he can let go of water, there will be ghosts! Liu Qingyi had a fever on her face. "And you are dissatisfied with me, I hate you very much. I will inevitably lose my sense of competence in the battle. No matter who hurts who, it is inevitable that there will be grudges. This is not good."

Jing Canglang raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He touched his eyebrows deeply and smiled bitterly, "Junior, you can't judge people with appearance!"

"And, I think Baimei has a very personality..."

"Really?"

"It's even more true than the pearl hanging on the one next to you!"

"Cough, cough!" The deep worries suddenly realized that it would be easy to offend people if you answered this guy's words.

Shulou Longsu didn't seem to hear Liu Qingyi's words and said lightly, "Then how do you fight?"

"It's simple!" Wouldn't you just cooperate earlier? Liu Qingyi smiled and said, "That one over there really wants to teach me a lesson now. I have indeed passed a little verbally, so I'll give him a chance..."

Turning around, Liu Qingyi said very sincerely at Wuhuo Dudu Mi, "Six Dust Arhats, the Four Heavenly Kings Protective Formation, can you give me advice?"

"Six on one, three of them look at it. The three of them command me to break the formation. My actions depend entirely on them."

"How to determine the outcome?" Wuhuodu was delighted...

"Is victory or defeat important?" Liu Qingyi looked puzzled, "Why do the master care so much about a victory or defeat? It is important to know that victory or defeat is in the hearts of the people! Tsk... the person who compares has not yet asked about the victory or defeat..."

What is the outcome? What's the matter with the monk? Liu Qingyi's mocking in his words, and the people present could hear it clearly...

"My friend, don't want this, the Six Dust Arhat..." Saint Amitabha wanted to stop it, even for the sake of the holy realm, he had to stop it. Unfortunately, Wuhuo Du Mi did not give him a chance to remind him!

"Then just say it's a matter of concentration. Don't fall into the majesty of the Thunder Peak!" Wuhuo Dumi said that, turning around and staring at Saint Amitabha with a strong anger in his eyes...

Xian Zhiyin wanted to stop him, but Taishi Hou was one step faster, "It's so good, all the arhats are also senior Chapi, and they will never say that they will let go of water or make enemies!"

Friends...Xian Zhiyin sighed secretly...

The Six Dust Treasure Pestle... cannot be kept! Even if these six sticks are not destroyed, they have to be damaged a little bit... Liu Qingyi's eyes did not look at the Six Dust Arhat, but stared at the Six Dust Treasure Pestle...

If you can't stop the senior Yibi Shu from leaving a seal, you will at least destroy this thing that can defeat Brahma. Liu Qingyi doesn't know how Yibi Shu will end up being deviled, but only knows that this thing can hurt him. In this way, the reason is enough, and no one can sell his face. If the senior knows it in the future, it will be fine if he is slapped to death by his palm, and he will not be able to keep this thing in the world!

Before the person moved, the seal had been formed. The six dusts arhats were annoyed by Liu Qingyi's mouth and repeatedly ridiculed Lei Feng. At this time, he was determined to attack with all his strength...

The magic circle...the most headache is this thing... Yin Fengruo is... Liu Qingyi turned to look at the emperor of good deeds... but saw the emperor shook his head...

Even Yin Feng, who is sleeping in a deep mind, is the most dangerous weapon in the world. Chapi has obvious intention to face Lei Feng. If Yin Feng is handed over to him, it will be difficult to deal with his life.

Trouble... Liu Qingyi is sure to win if there is any Liuchen Arhat, but Liu Chen formed a formation, psychologically, which could suppress Brahma, which made Liu Qingyi feel a little weak. Secondly, his main skill was on the sword.

"Buzz!" A sword sounded, and a long sword with cold air flew into the formation and was inserted at Liu Qingyi's feet. Liu Qingyi turned around and saw that in the distance, Tong Wen Jianru was explaining something as if a teacher was embarrassed.

Liu Qingyi turned his head and stared at Taishihou. Taishihou frowned and spoke to the instructor, "I asked him to come!"

Responsible! Liu Qingyi smiled at Taishi Hou, picked up the sword, looked around, and glanced at Xuehai disciples, "I know many people want this sword..."

"But, I've given the sword to someone..."

"If you are dissatisfied, speak out at me in the future! If you have any opinions, face me directly!" When you touch the sword body, Liu Qingyi's tone was sinister. He didn't understand why Jin Ziling was so persistent in finding the master of the sword, but now he understood that the sword he forged was like his own child. This sword was specially forged by Tongwen Jianru. He also believed that Tongwen Jianru would not let this sword down, so he would not allow others to touch the sword. At least, before Tongwen Jianru was really qualified to be with this sword, the task of sweeping flies would have to be the caster.

The sword shape is the eight-sided Han sword in the Han sword. The edge blade is silver and white. Under the sunlight, there is a kind of beauty of light flowing. The sword body is pitch black and smooth, and there is a long red pattern inside. The dragon energy is the dragon energy that I cut off at that time...

The sword sounded happily, and the fighting spirit gradually arose...

Liu Qingyi wanted to shamelessly say that time is not limited, but she didn't have the shamelessness to say that it was okay... With Long Su here, there were two extraordinary Confucian peers. With their eyes, even if they could not completely break the formation, they should be able to find some flaws. One thing is that they know a lot of people and gather the strength of everyone, but they are still afraid that they can't break the four heavenly kings' protection formation?

"How about a stick of incense?" Taishi Hou had an extraordinary vision. When the Six Dust Arhats were sealed, he felt that this formation was not simple. Even if it could not be broken, he could not lose! Chapi's body was powerful, and for a stick of incense, he thought he would not be defeated...

"Hmph! Are you afraid?" Wuhuo Dumi snorted coldly, "Are you afraid of the magic array of my Buddhist sect?"

This time, Taishi Hou didn't say anything...

"Monks, be careful when speaking! Only you Buddhists have formations? You think this is a dead person!" Situ Yan generally won't cause trouble, but the words of Wuhu Du Fu Mi have the meaning of despising the Confucian formation. In this case, as the imperial commander, he has no reason not to stand up. "Would you like to set up a formation? If you don't play six-on-one, just two-on-one, Yin-Yang formation, you can pick these commands, and two beat you one, um!!! Um!"

Situ Yan's ruthless words were not finished, Yangsen hurriedly covered his mouth, "A Yan, it depends on the situation!"

"Let go...let go!!"

"Don't let it go!"

"You...you...you!!"

"It's just a joke. Everyone cares. How long does that monk think it will take?" Xian Zhiyin made a smooth move. It was so fussing that the order was taken, which was obvious that the carriage and Lei Feng could not get along.

"Just one stick of incense!" The emperor of the good deeds did not give Wuhuo Dumi a chance to speak, "Mr. Monk, pay attention to his identity!"

Without giving Chapi Yinfeng, the emperor of Good Dharma thought he was already very favored to Leifeng... Such an aggressive person would not look like a virtuous monk? When the emperor of Good Dharma got angry, he would even cut off his face. Although Leifeng's status was special, it did not mean that the mentor of the Holy Land would bow to the monks of Leifeng...

"Your good deeds!!" Wuhuo Dumi didn't expect that the good deeds would say such words. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The good deeds represent Wansheng Rock. Wansheng Rock is a Buddhist holy land. There is a close Buddhist practitioner in Wansheng Rock. He can directly accuse Holy Amitabha, but he has to deal with the good deeds. If he is not careful, he is afraid that Lei Feng and Wansheng Rock will leave a grudge.

"How about me? Just a junior, do you need such a formation?" The emperor of good deeds secretly suppressed the somewhat turbulent Yin Feng. The divine weapon was spiritual and intelligent, but at such a close distance, he could still sense his master's aura. The sword is the sword's siblings. When the master was in the battle, the siblings instinctively wanted to kill...

A sword intent emanated from the emperor of Good Dharma, and everyone present was shocked. This sword intent... When did the emperor of Good Dharma practice the sword? Wanshengyan's mentor is indeed an extraordinary person!

"Just one stick of incense!" Saint Amitabha did not want things to change again, "Let's remember the six dusts, just prove the martial arts!"

Wuhuo Du Mi turned his head hatefully, "Liuchen, take action!"

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There is no form and no name, Buddha sings and hides, and the six out of four out of them, and the strange formation suddenly arises. Liu Qingyi calms his mind and holds the sword and looks coldly at him.

"Who is first?" Jing Canglang asked in a low voice...

Shulou Long Su's hand led, and he took a deep worries forward, "I'll come first... Jing Canglang and then, Long Su, what's the last thing you do?"

The arrangement of deep worries is very reasonable. The first person to command is to recognize the formation. This process will inevitably cause Liu Qingyi to suffer losses and cannot let Jing Canglang come. This will only deepen the conflict between the two. Long Su and Liu Qingyi are classmates, so they should know Liu Qingyi's martial arts skills best. If Jing Canglang sorts out and summarizes it, then Long Su will judge the breakthrough of the formation. This is the most reasonable and effective arrangement.

Understanding the deep kindness of distress, Jing Canglang nodded and retreated...

"In fact, it's okay if you are the first one." Shulou Longsu said softly to Jing Canglang beside him...

"oh?"

"He is not a person who is good at holding grudges, especially to people like Ru..." Shulou Longsu said, looking directly at the magic circle...

Is that true? Jing Canglang didn't comment and focused his mind to observe the formation...Yes... it's a bit troublesome!

He is really a gentleman... Long Su, who was secretly observing Jing Canglang, nodded slightly. Such a gentleman is now hard to find in the Confucian school... As for the deep worries... Think twice at a time, this kind of person is difficult to deal with...
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