Of course, the ground is not dough, and of course it will not be slightly touched by someone, not to mention that the Mirage Monk had not even touched it. The powerful magical power of this void strike is no longer within human power.

No one cares about how Xiao Xia should be at the bottom of the pit. He can hit the ground with a radius of two feet for several feet, and this blow can at least tens of thousands of pounds. Even the strongest Black Iron Machine Beast in Shenjitang can be hammered apart. His flesh and blood body can leave one or two complete bones, even if he is lucky, not to mention that no one has any intention to care about others now.

"Master Hu Xiang, what should I do?" Li Yutang's face was pale, as if he couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand. The blow of the Mirage Monk not only hit the ground, but also the confidence of the Great Hero Li.

Moreover, the first blow of the Mirgen Monk was to Xiao Xia, who seemed to be the least threatening but was ready to escape at any time. That only shows one thing, that is, he would never let anyone here survive today.

"Calm down." Hu Qian's voice was still cold, but it seemed a little hoarse. "This is his way of tying it, and it should not last long. Don't forget that he was seriously injured. We will win as long as we exhaust his mana."

"It is worthy of being the Shenji Hall, which is famous for its mechanism calculations. Master Hu Xiang is indeed extremely intelligent and predicts things like a god. To be honest, Master Hu Xiang, the great power of the Vajra Dharma image of my monk gathers all the magic power and mind power. It can only be gathered with a breath of injustice against the Saha world and the great vow to save all living beings. It is indeed a means of being in the bottom of the box and it cannot last long, but it is definitely more than enough to save the two of you."

An angry voice echoed in the woods. Although I could watch the mouth of the fury monk moving, the voice seemed to roll out from the void, like the sound of a real god and Buddha. Combined with his indigo-green tall body, six arms, and six faces that faintly appeared beside his head, it looked like a true anger of a wise king.

The migrant monk did not continue to take action. The pair of arms that killed Xiaoxia were retracted, and still formed handprints. He looked at Hu Qian leisurely and said, "But I still have something unknown. Since Master Hu Xiang has broken up and is ready to take action, why should I wait for me to slowly gather my mind and magic power to exert ten levels of power?"

Hu Qian was silent for a while and replied: "Of course I want to see what your method is. The most dangerous method is to not know what method is. As long as you show it out, no matter how clever you are, there will always be a way to deal with it."

"Then Master Hu Xiang can see clearly now? Have you figured out any way to deal with it?" The angry monk slightly raised his anger to both sides, relaxed, and a little smile rose from the midst of his anger. It turned out that this was his real smile.

"I can only say that the master's Buddhist teachings are so advanced that this method is indeed far beyond what I expected..." Hu Qian's voice was already dry. "But there is something unknown. Since the master's Vajra Dharma image has such great power and supernatural powers, I just took a chance to use it before. Even if my two mechanical beasts are still there, and the Yunzhou barbarian is definitely not a match for the master. Why don't the master just beat us up and kill us in one go? Why do you have to wait until this body is seriously injured?"

"Amitabha, sins." The monk Mirage clasped his palms in his middle, yelled the Buddha's name, and shook his head repeatedly. "Although I had been aware that the donors had a sinister intention, there was no evidence. How could I commit murderous crimes at will? If the donors had good intentions and could suppress the evil demons in their hearts, I would naturally not dare to act ignorant. But you actually wanted to harm me for monopolizing the monster. I could not say that I could only protect myself and save the donors."

"...The master deliberately injured the Yunzhou barbarian, in fact, just to show his weakness to the enemy and lure us to attack?" Hu Qian's voice seemed strange for the first time.

"Amitabha, that's a last resort. In addition, I had concealed the method of going out to form a formation before, but in fact I had already violated the lie. After sending this monster back to the Pure Land Zen Temple, I would go to the Precepts Hall to receive a hundred staffs, and then cut off my own words and never commit them again."

He sighed like a thunderous sigh, put down his hands with his hands folded, and clenched his fists: "Okay, the confusion in Hu Xiang's heart has been relieved, and it's time to send the two of you on your way. I hope the two donors will wash away their sins in the Karma Hell and receive the great power of Buddhism in the next life."

"Bald donkey! Don't move rashly!"

Li Yutang's loud shout suddenly sounded. Compared with the trembling sound just now, the loud shouting was undoubtedly much more intense. It may be because the long sword in his hand was placed on the neck of the girl in white again.

Thanks to the time when Hu Qian and the Mirgen Monk talked, Li Daxia was quick to learn about his wisdom in this desperate situation. He actually figured out some joints and found some means, and seemed to have regained some confidence. It seems that it was indeed an extraordinary move to control the girl in white. Not only did he prevent the nameless junior surnamed Xia from running away, but he can still rely on the foundation for saving his life.

"If you act a little bit, this monster will lose his life immediately. Can you still make your master's relic when you send a rotten corpse back thousands of miles away? Quickly remove the magic spell of the monster's Dharma body..." Li Daxia's sword edge was pressed against the girl's neck, so he was very confident. The monk Mirage was still more than ten feet away from him, and the fist wind was not as fast as his mind was anyway. The attack on the void that killed Xiao Xia was certainly unpredictable and the power was unpredictable, but he stood beside the girl in white, and Mirage could only throw himself into a mouse and avoid weapons.

"Amitabha." The angry monk couldn't help but sigh again, shook his head again, and his hands that had been clenched into fists had to be raised and closed. "It is precisely because there are so many hopeless people like Li Daxia, you, that they are so unbearable..."

"Bald donkey! What did you say?" Li Yutang was furious, and his hand shook, and the sword in his hand stabbed downward. Of course, the force of this stab was not very strong, it was just about seeing some blood. Let the bald donkey who was speechless see him not just saying it.

Li Yutang was actually correct. The Mirage Monk did not have the Fist Feng Leave his body, and he did not dare to use the Demon-Subduing Pestle that could hit several feet of pits. He just bent his right middle finger and bounced at him like a fly, and said softly: "The Ming Wang Wuxiangse is empty-handed."

With a slight sound, Li Yutang's chest was completely concave. It was obvious that the muscles on his hand were already bulging and he was exerting force down, but the tip of the sword in his hand was still too late to stab the girl's bloody mouth, so he flew out with him. The flying hero Li drew a straight trajectory in the air at a speed almost the same as the head of the flame beast bombarded by Hu Qian's mechanical beast, and then hit a tree with a bang. The trunk of the body was broken as the sound was heard.

Smack, the body of Daxia Li and the first mouthful of blood he spit fell to the ground at the same time, but was ten feet away.

Just in the blink of an eye, Hu Qian also took action.

It seems that it is not appropriate to say that she is doing something, because she is not only moving, but actually moving everywhere on her body. In a blink of an eye, she and her armor turned from lifeless dead objects to a pile of busy workshops. The armor on her left shoulder bulge suddenly opened, and a row of thin blue crossbow arrows shot out. When she raised her right hand, the blade on her elbow flew through the air and flew into an arc in the air.

Hu Qian's head, and Hu Qian bent her arm inward again, and a projectile flew out at a raised end of her arm. Even when she pushed her knees, a ball of things hit her and was bombed in the air. It exploded into a silver wire mesh above the monk Mie's rage. Finally, she turned sideways and took off an iron tube as thick as an arm from behind to aim at the monk Mie's rage. With a roar of flames, it turned out to be a cannon.

The fury monk stretched out his hand, and a burst of flame exploded three feet in front of him. The flames burned by the Five Elements Taoist Technique in the cannon could only splash around and could not be touched on him. As for the various hidden weapons that flew over, he ignored them. The scimitar and crossbow arrow shot on him, he could only make a jingle sound and then fell to the ground. The projectile exploded into a ball of pink smoke in front of him. He blew his lips and blew it away completely. As for the wire mesh that fell on him, he seemed to not even move, and the wire mesh broke inch by inch. While doing these, one of his hands also gently bent his fingers, just like he had just tried to Li Yutang, and gently shot Hu Qian at afar: "The Ming Wang Wuxiangse's fingers are empty."

With a sound of Gra, Hu Qian also flew out of the armor. However, she did not fly as far as Li Yutang. She just flew out ten feet away and landed on the ground. She also stood up by herself as soon as she turned over. However, all the armor from her chest and abdomen to her left waist was broken, revealing a bloody and fuzzy underneath.

The rage monk looked at the crossbow arrows on the ground, and the red smoke that was blown away by him. Then he turned his head to look at Hu Qian, shook his head and sighed: "Amitabha. The crossbow arrows are poisoned. The poison smoke should be the "heart-eroding dream" of the Red Smoke Qingyu Tower? And even the firearms are used. By doing so, it seems that some people in the world are jokingly calling your Shenjitang a "lower tenth level".

"A good method to do things, kill people, and achieve the goal is a good method." Hu Qian was breathing. With Li Yutang's previous lessons and with the precautions, she immediately flashed sideways, and with the protection of her armor, she was not fatal to the point of being killed like Li Daxia.

"Amitabha. These evil sayings of heretics are the root of the troubled world. It seems that you have indeed entered the devil's path. Please wait for me to quickly save you."

"If you can be saved, you can talk about it. The master has so much nonsense. It is not because these magical powers are too powerful and cannot be used freely. He still needs to recover his energy? The original one was the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and now the Seizure is already a semen finger. I wonder if the master feels that the spiritual platform is a bit unstable and the qi and meridians are running a little wrong? I wonder how long the master can support it?"

Although Hu Qian's voice was rapid and hoarse, as if she was in a mess, there seemed to be a hint of heat in it. After saying this, she suddenly raised her hand and took off her helmet, revealing a pale face. Her chaotic short hair was stained with sweat on her forehead, and her eyes were covered with blood, not at all as calm as usual. She threw off her helmet and opened her mouth again, which was already the sharp voice that only women would have: "Boy named Xia, I know you are not dead. But you have already been hit by my red line Gu, and you can't live if I die. Why don't you come to help! This bald donkey has been poisoned and can't last long!"

The first time, the surprise on the face of the Mirage Monk completely overwhelmed the anger. I don’t know if it was because of what Hu Qian said before or the next sentence.

A Sanskrit word was recited from his mouth, and the other five faces that were originally blurred on the head of the Furious Monk suddenly became clear. Six pairs of twelve eyes looked around, and then immediately focused their attention to one place where Xiao Xia first stood, on a seemingly ordinary rock.

The rock seemed to know that it was being watched, so it jumped up and turned into Xiao Xia, who should have been a ball of meat sauce in the pit over there.

ps: This cover... was not posted by me.

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