The two monks of the demon clan, one old and one young, are now in the realm of Wuzong, and are not much different from the two monks in the Buddha realm. Just looking at the aura, they are even slightly better. It seems that they were both in the realm of earth before.

When it comes to fighting against each other, the strength of both sides is equal, so it is hard to say who will win. These two demon cultivators still have a good chance of gaining the upper hand.

At present, monks in the Buddhist realm are closing their eyes and reciting scriptures, while monks of the demon clan are deliberately attacking. As long as they succeed in one blow and can hurt the opponent, they can gain a substantial advantage and thus lock in the victory.

Such an opportunity is absolutely impossible for the monks of the demon clan who are impulsive by nature and fearless of death. Otherwise, it would defile the name of the monk and would not deserve to be a warrior of the demon clan.

In addition, there is another very important reason. The possibility of the Buddhist monks claiming to be noble, being open-minded, and using conspiracies makes the despicable means very small.

Two demon monks rushed out of the treetops with lush branches and leaves, and rushing towards the two monks who were meditating in front of the city tower like a tiger and leopard. This scene fell into Li Ye's eyes, making him unable to help but jump slightly.

In his opinion, such reckless and impulsive behavior was no different from seeking death. Even if he was lucky this time, it was not worth being happy at all. Luck is accidental, and disaster is inevitable.

When the two demon monks were rushing to death, the monk still did not move, which made the two sure that the other party was indeed concentrating on chanting scriptures and was not prepared, and the preparation to stop finally offset it.

However, when the two demon cultivators approached and raised their weapons and slashed at each other, the eyes of the two monks suddenly burst out with dazzling light! Before they could see anything, a large piece of golden light appeared under them, and they blasted at the two demon cultivators with lightning speed!

The face of the demon monk changed drastically, his eyes were filled with shock and surprise. He had only time to blurt out the word "Magic Formation" and was blasted by the golden light. His body immediately flew backwards, and the person vomited blood in the air, and fell three or five feet away before falling.

When the two monks of the demon clan fell to the ground by trauma, the two monks who were still pious and serious, had a ferocious look on their faces and jumped up and rushed to the two monks of the demon clan in an instant. Before the demon clan had time to stand up after the demon clan landed, the two monks put their palms at the same time and pressed heavily on their chests!

With a few cracks of bones, two demon cultivators vomited blood and flew backwards one after another. The injury was even more severely injured, and they fell into the ruins, colliding half of the collapsed wall, and they could no longer get up. They could only lie on the ground and vomit blood.

When they saw two pairs of feet in front of them and had to raise their heads, they saw two tall figures as tall as mountains, looking down at them with a fierce look. They seemed to be beasts that could eat people, and there were still smiles on their faces.

"mean!"

"Shameless! He actually set up an ambush!"

Two demon monks, one old and one young, were filled with resentment and were extremely unwilling to accept it. They originally thought that the other party's Buddhist monk was full of compassion and morality, and could not act villains, and made conspiracy and plot, but they fell into the other party's trap.

In terms of strength, they are not weaker than the opponent, and may even be stronger. It is unlikely that they will lose when fighting head-on.

Moreover, the trap arrangements of the two monks are really not very good, and under normal circumstances, everyone will be wary of it. In other words, the monks of the demon clan walk less in the world, thinking that the monks of the Buddhist sect are holy and openly as they claim to be and preach them. They misbelieve in their personality and look up to their qualities, and then they lose their way.

Both monks were born with burly bodies, with bulging muscles on their arms, and looked brave but dull. At this moment, they were full of smug smiles and said sarcastically: "You are all stupid, how can you blame us for setting an ambush?"

The old monks of the demon clan were so angry that their internal organs were burned, and they couldn't help but spew out another mouthful of blood. Believing in the enemy's personality eventually led to failure. This mistake of saying it out would make people feel embarrassed.

The dark-skinned monk is now alive, and he is calm after completely controlling the situation. He sarcastically said, "Look, you are alive for a long time, and you are so stupid. You are going to kill your young tribe. You are just a crime when you live, why don't you apologize? Is it so unreasonable that you demon clans are all so unreasonable?"

The face of the old demon monk disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were filled with pain. The eyes of the young demon monk were also filled with guilt and regret, and he vomited blood in his mouth. He looked at his appearance and could collapse at any time.

The young monk of the demon clan was bloody and Fang Gang. Seeing the old monk in such pain, he couldn't help it. He immediately roared and rushed towards the dark monk: "Stop it, you bald donkey! I want to die with you..."

With a bang, the dark monk punched out with a punch, and then came first. The middle-aged young monk in the demon clan beat him to his mouth and threw his teeth into the ground.

Seeing this, the old demon monk roared in pain and was about to get up and fight to his death, but before he could take action, he was kicked away by another monk from the Buddha's realm.

The dark monk stepped on the face of the young monk and stepped on his stubborn and unyielding expression into the soil. He sneered and looked down at him. He said proudly in a judging tone: "You monsters, for the sake of disaster, have caused bloody storms in the world, and they are really worthy of death..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard the shouting of his companions beside him: "Beware!"

While the dark monk heard the alarm from his companion, he also felt a cold wind suddenly coming from his ears.

He knew from experience alone that it was definitely a blow that should not be underestimated. The cool sword roar that followed confirmed his judgment, but also made his heart in his throat feel extremely cold in an instant.

He had no time to react.

At this moment, he knew clearly what he would encounter next. But he had no choice but to wait for the arrival of the terrifying fate. This great fear and despair of waiting were enough to make people collapse.

A puff.

The dark monk's head flew into the sky, and blood fountains erupted from his neck, reaching several feet high.

A sword beheaded.

Li Ye naturally appeared.

Another monk from the Buddha realm was irritated and instantly became extremely angry.

Anger makes people impulsive. Extreme anger makes people lose their minds. But he did not impulsively kill Li Ye.

Because there are deeper emotions above anger.

That's fear.

The instant fear was like a tide that wrapped him up, making him afraid to move forward.

His anger was because of the death of his companion, and even more because of the death of a sneak attack!

His fear was clearly aware that he could not handle the sword that Li Ye showed.

Even if you fight hard on the front, you can't handle it.

This conclusion is so simple and direct that monks don't need to think at all.

There is a qualitative gap in strength between the two sides.

So the monk retreated.

He had no choice but to retreat.

Let go of your anger, leave your companions, and retreat to save your life under the control of fear.

It’s a pity that he can’t withdraw!

Because Li Ye didn't plan to let him go.

Li Ye kept bowing and running in, his eyes calm and sharp, just like a goshawk hunting in the moment.

Previously, he held the Lu Jujian in his right hand and flew past the dark monk. His right hand slid across the dark monk's neck, causing a fountain of blood to fly.

Now the sword body rotates at an angle and becomes a positive holding.

Holding Lu Ju's sword, he stabbed straight out with one sword.

The whole movement was flowing, without any stagnation, as if everything should have been like this.

There is a monk in front of the sword.

When the monk retreated in panic, the Zen stick swept towards Li Ye's face.

The two of them advance and retreat.

Seven steps.

After seven steps, the two stopped almost at the same time.

Blood flowed out.

The sword had already penetrated the monk's throat.

The Zen Staff hovered two inches outside Li Ye’s cheek.

Li Ye took back his sword, looked indifferently at the monk covering his throat in pain, and his eyes protruding to his knees in front of him.

"You... actually attacked sneakily, it's really... despicable!" Before the monk fell, he accused him full of resentment and reluctance.

Li Ye said lightly: "Each of each other."

"You..." The monk was so angry that his face turned black, his limbs twitched, and his whole body fell to the ground with stiffness, and died of anger.
Chapter completed!