Peng!
Ye Qingxuan used all his strength to raise the opponent by three feet, but he still didn't see any damage to the opponent. Amidst the sneer, the mysterious man waved his hand violently. Ye Qingxuan was as huge as being hit by a train. The huge force threw him flying, smashed down the headless Buddha statue in the center of the hall, smashed through the wall of the hall, and flew out of the backyard.
Really strong!
Ye Qingxuan patted the dust off his body, walked nonchalantly and walked back to the main hall through the hole in the damaged wall.
The mysterious man stood in the center of the hall, beside Ming Youzi and Zhan Donglai with a complex expression, while Monk Moyun was prostrate on the ground with a look of despair.
Hum hum…
With a sneer, the mysterious man slowly said to Ye Qingxuan: "One month, I will give you a month to stabilize the apotheosis, but I will investigate it? If you can satisfy me, you can live again Three months... huh huh... "
call-
Three figures soared into the sky, flew out along the big hole on the roof of the hall, and disappeared in an instant.
Monk Moyun patted the ground, slowly got up from the ground, turned his back to Ye Qingxuan, and said to himself: "Give me a chance? So this is the last chance you gave me..."
The mysterious man once said that he would give Mo Yun a chance, the chance to survive was to let him escape from Ye Qingxuan's hands, which was almost impossible for Mo Yun.
Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of the other party, feeling the loneliness of this mafia hero, and couldn't help sighing: "Mo Yun, tell me where the gold is, and tell me who that person was just now, I can save your life, or even keep your life." Your martial arts, but you have to be in... "
This seems to be another way.
but…
whispering sound!
Thinking of the person who let him go just now, Monk Moyun felt powerless again. Although Ye Qingxuan and others beat him to lose his temper, if he wanted to win, he had no hope at all.
"Do you want me to betray that person just now?" Monk Moyun couldn't help sneering, "Yes... you kill him first... ahahaha... kill him? You save your own life first, and try to survive the next month today Test it!"
"Who is he?" Ye Qingxuan asked with a frown.
Monk Moyun stared at Ye Qingxuan with fierce eyes, slowly raised the "Supreme Sword", and said coldly: "I won't tell you...unless you can beat me!"
"Okay!" Ye Qingxuan was full of anger in his heart, stretched forward with one palm, and said lightly: "Please, Master Moyun Island."
The corner of Monk Moyun's mouth twitched slightly, and then he took a step forward, and the distance of more than ten feet between the two sides suddenly narrowed to his eyes, and the "Supreme Heavenly Knife" fell head-on, and the brilliant light of the knife was so bright that it made people feel dazed. His eyes were about to go blind, and even the world under the surrounding sun seemed much darker.
Ye Qingxuan took a step back, folded his hands in front of his chest like flower buds, and then pointed forward, the ten fingers of both hands opened outward like the Manjusawa flower on the other side, countless finger shadows criss-crossed, looking flawless, each finger shadow is a The sword qi, the sky full of sword qi finally dispersed and combined to form a sword qi, pointing at the edge of the "Supreme Heavenly Knife".
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, followed by a spurt of energy!
Ye Qingxuan's six-veined sword first neutralized most of the sword energy of the "Supreme Heavenly Sword", and then, under the full blow of Monk Moyun's desperate move forward, it turned into a large sword again like a bamboo strip that exploded Qi, passing by the "Supreme Heavenly Knife", splashed in the direction of Monk Moyun.
Puff puff…
In just an instant, Monk Moyun was pierced through his shoulders, thighs and abdomen by the sudden burst of sword energy, and the blood spurted out immediately, his clothes were red, but he was not afraid, his eyes were about to split, he roared like a tiger, and he raised his knife and fought hard forward!
Ye Qingxuan performed [Lingbo Weibu], and there was a misty figure on the scene, floating like the wind and snow, as light as light clouds covering the moon, Monk Moyun's "Supreme Heavenly Knife" was swaying horizontally and swayingly, with a myriad of vistas, but he was still unable to touch it. Ye Qingxuan's clothes didn't even matter.
scold-
Monk Moyun yelled violently, and his upper body suddenly turned into four bodies, each facing one direction. The four monks held four "Supreme Heavenly Knives" and swung the knives in four directions at the same time. Thousands of golden lights shone from the main hall, and then with a bang, they all collapsed.
The scene was filled with smoke and dust, and no one could be seen.
The stellar energy overflowed, forming a light wind to blow away the surrounding dust. Monk Moyun restrained the [Maha Monk Divine Art] and stood alone, dripping blood all over his body, panting heavily.
After a little exercise, the bleeding part of the whole body was immediately closed, and the muscles were controlled to an extremely delicate level by Monk Moyun, and they could be completely closed freely.
Monk Moyun looked around, but did not find the slightest figure of Ye Qingxuan. While he was in doubt, a soft sigh suddenly sounded not far away, Moyun turned his head suddenly, and his eyes could not help shrinking slightly.
In front of a towering tree behind the main hall of the Three Altars, a small Buddhist pagoda was mottled with moss. Ye Qingxuan stood in front of the pagoda, gently straightened a fallen stone brick, and said lightly: "It's a pity. Wen Tianxia's Master Huijie has long since lost his body, what lies here is just the ashes of an unknown person with a dummy's eyes."
"You are wrong." Monk Moyun took a deep breath, came slowly with a knife in hand, glanced at the pagoda where his ashes were supposed to be buried, and said coldly: "The ashes inside belong to Monk Huijie... The Three Altars Courtyard was originally the place where he became a monk and worshiped his teacher. Back then when he was a fledgling traveler, he met me in the first battle. Hmph, young and vigorous, with arrogance and arrogance, he thought he had cultivated the red-level stunt of Dalu Temple ], you can make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes...the result is that you become the ghost under my sword."
Monk Moyun showed a look of reminiscence, and said lightly: "However, his [Quarter Finger] is indeed quite powerful. I found the secret book from his corpse, and practiced it under the itching. Unexpectedly But unexpectedly, I discovered that this exercise is very suitable for what I have learned, plus the more advanced [Maha Monk Divine Art], which induced me to enter the Dalu Temple for further study as Huijie..."
Ye Qingxuan continued for him: "This monk Huijie was originally an orphan adopted by his teacher. No one knows his true face except his master and the monks here. But if you are afraid of revealing your identity, ask Ming Youzi to kill him for you." All the monks in the Santanyuan, right?"
Monk Moyun smiled grimly, and said: "I asked Ji Lingjun to do these things. However, Hui Jie's master, Fa Neng, was killed by me. He couldn't believe that the disciple he raised would be like his name. Wen Tianxia's cult member Fu Xiao called him brother, how can I not let him feel no regrets?"
Ye Qingxuan didn't turn his head back, looked at the pagoda, but gave a thumbs up to Monk Moyun, "It's cruel enough, hot enough, and terrible enough. But the law of heaven is clear, and there will be retribution, let me be the real one today." Master Huijie and his master Fa Neng, please seek justice."