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Three hundred and twentieth chapters ascetic head Tuo

"Suppress!"

Then, Fang Qingshan opened his mouth and spitted it, and a ray of energy turned into a magic circle, instantly suppressing the invisible flying sword of monk Xiao.

"My flying sword."

The monk Xiao began to see Fang Qingshan grab his flying sword with his hands, and secretly laughed at him for being arrogant. This was the best flying sword that his master used the same materials for himself. Although it was not as good as the top flying swords such as the Ziqing Double Sword and the Nanming Lihuo Sword, it was not easy to use.

When Fang Qingshan saw his age, he was not much older than himself. How powerful could his cultivation be?

Besides, Emei is the only one in Shushan, how can the disciples of other sects compare with them?

However, the fact was beyond the expectations of the monk laughing. Fang Qingshan grabbed the flying sword without any damage. More importantly, the flying sword had no reaction at all, and did not move at all, as if it was as heavy as tens of millions of pounds. It was even more impossible to take it back at this time.

The Laughing Monk was shocked and before he could react, he saw Fang Qingshan spit out a breath of energy, evolve into a large array, wrapping the flying sword, and he could no longer have any sense of it.

When Yuchi Huo saw that Monk Xiao was in trouble, he quickly sacrificed his flying sword to surround Wei and save Zhao.

The invisible flying sword of the monk laughed could not do anything to Fang Qingshan. Fang Qingshan's ordinary flying sword was just a blink of an eye and it collapsed directly.

Wow!

The flying sword was damaged, and Yuchi Huo directly spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was immediately depressed on the spot.

At this moment, Monk Xiao didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate. However, as the only disciple of Emei Sect and Ascetic Head Tuo, Monk Xiao was very energetic and claimed that no one dared to hurt him.

Still scolding,

"What a thief, do you know what you are doing? He actually took away my flying sword. Are you going to be an enemy of my Emei? Do you know that my master is the ascetic who is one of the three immortals and two elders?"

The Emei family is the only one in Shushan. It is like a disciple of the disciple and a disciple of the Taiyi clan in the eternal world, and is used to being domineering.

He is always rampant, and once he meets someone he cannot deal with, he will immediately move out of the sect backer.

If it were others who didn’t look at the monk’s face and the Buddha’s face, they might have let him go. Unfortunately, the monk laughed faced Fang Qingshan.

He is not from this world, and even in the world of immortality, Fang Qingshan did not bow to Taiyi. Even the first true teaching Yanshuiyi was captured by him and given it as a gift to others, let alone joking about monks.

So, there was no nonsense at all. Fang Qingshan sneered, waved his hand, and a white light flashed in the air, and a sword light instantly slashed on the body of the laughing monk.

Instant killing method!

Although Fang Qingshan could not kill the Laughing Monk, it was okay to give him an unforgettable lesson.

The Laughing Monk is worthy of being a disciple carefully cultivated by Ascetic. Although he is a little arrogant, his cultivation is still solid.

Although the instant killing method was sudden, he was quite sensitive to it by practicing the invisible flying sword for many years.

As soon as the sword light flashed, the Buddha's voice and Sanskrit sing sounded in the air, the sound was rolling and magnificent, and then the dragon roar resounded, and the dragons sang around his body.

The secret method of Buddhism, the sing of the dragon Zen!

Unfortunately, Fang Qingshan's cultivation is higher than that of Monk Xiao, and his supernatural powers are even more powerful than him.

Although Tianlong Zen sings are amazing, the Laughing Monk has not practiced to the point of cultivation.

After all, in Shushan, the magic channel method is the first to be the flying sword, especially the younger generation.

Monk Xiao used to practice invisible flying swords. When the flying swords were taken away, his strength was greatly reduced. He was originally inferior to Fang Qingshan, but now how can he be worthy of the attack of the instant killing technique?

Thorn!

As soon as the dragon rose, there were sounds of silk splitting sounds, and they were torn open by the instant killing sword light and slashed on the Xiao Monk.

Fortunately, Fang Qingshan didn't want his life, laughing monk

He also practiced the method of the Buddhist golden body, so he was just killed and his injuries were a little worse, so there was no big deal.

"Xiao Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

When Yuchi Huo saw that the monk laughed was killed and blood splattered five feet away, he was immediately panicked.

"I'm fine!"

The laughing monk pushed Yuchi Huo away and stared at Fang Qingshan fiercely.

"Okay, okay, it seems that if you don't use real methods today, you can't subdue demons and eliminate demons."

As he said that, he saw the laughing monk take out a relic from his arms and said respectfully,

"I'll ask my mentor to show off and kill the demons."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the relics flying out, floating in the air, transformed into a gray monk's robe, and the thin old monk fell to sit. There were three deep patterns between the monk's forehead and his face was very cold.

This person is the ascetic among the three immortals and two elders.

As his only disciple, Xiaoshitou was naturally very concerned about it.

But now, he is working with the head and the senior brothers to refine the fire golden light sword, and he cannot separate himself, so he handed a relic to him just in case, but he did not expect that he would actually use it.

"Hmm? What's going on? Didn't you go to get the Wenzhu inner alchemy? Why are you injured?"

As soon as the ascetic head of the monk showed up, he saw blood hanging on the corner of his mouth and was seriously injured. His face, which was originally expressionless, was even more cold.

"Master, I was ordered to collect Wenspider's inner pill, but this person not only intercepted me, but also took away my invisible flying sword. He even did not take Master or Emei seriously, but directly injured me."

When the monk Xiao saw the ascetic, he immediately pointed at Fang Qingshan and complained in a little aggrievedly.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, the ascetic head of the throne swept towards Fang Qingshan with his eyes.

For a moment, Fang Qingshan felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, his hair was standing upside down, and an invisible pressure locked him in his heart. It seemed that someone had pinched him, and he couldn't even breathe.

As the three immortals of Emei, although Ascetic Head Tuo is not as good as the boy of Jile, Monk Zunsheng and others, he is also the top master below, and his cultivation is directly above the celestial immortals.

Although what is manifested now is not the Ascetic Tathagata himself, but is only manifested with his own relics, it is still not something Fang Qingshan can compete with.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Ascetic Taku spoke slowly,

"Why did you hurt my disciple and take away the flying sword?"

"snort!"

Fang Qingshan originally thought that Ascetic Tauda just wanted to give him a warning, but he didn't expect to use his almost immortal aura to attack him. He immediately snorted coldly and raised Taiyi Wuyan Luo.

The colorful clouds soared into the sky, like smoke and fog, instantly isolated the pressure of the Ascetic Head.

"Hmm? Taiyi Wuyanluo!"

Seeing the treasure above Fang Qingshan's head, a trace of light flashed in front of his eyes.

"How could this thing be in your hands?"

"Hmph? Why should I tell you?"

Fang Qingshan sneered,

"What a good Emei really beat the young one. Do you think the world is all about your Emei?"
Chapter completed!
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