Facing Zhou Fei's almost crazy attack, Master Yankong let out a light sigh.
In his opinion, any attack by Zhou Fei is destined to be futile.
The more fierce he resists, the more miserable the end will be.
He was obviously a wise man, but he chose the most stupid way.
Master Yankong's expression has always maintained a sense of pity, and it is even more intense at this moment.
He slowly raised the stick for a few minutes.
The tip of the stick released a soft white light.
The white light appeared, and the blade had arrived.
The light and the blade collided together.
Then an unexpected scene happened.
Blade, cut this light continuously.
At this moment, everything fell silent at the same time.
The white light is still soft, but the blade is not sharp.
Zhou Fei felt his hand shaking the knife.
The tremor was not so great that outsiders could not even see it.
Only Zhou Fei could clearly feel it.
This tremor is not purely physical, but a deeper tremor.
Zhou Fei couldn't use specific words to describe his feelings at this moment.
Because the trembling continues to spread.
At first it was just the hands, followed by the body, and finally the whole person trembled.
Xue Yin Knife made a humming sound, as if talking about pain.
At the same time, Ling Zhaoyan, who was carried by Zhou Fei, also felt his trembling.
Ling Zhaoyan also wanted to ask what was going on, but she didn't have time to speak, and she started to shake.
This tremor continued the effort of a cup of tea.
When it stopped, Zhou Fei had already lost his strength and knelt on one knee.
puff…
At the moment of kneeling, Zhou Fei couldn't help it anymore, and a mouthful of blood came out.
Master Yankong stepped forward.
Zhou Fei looked up at him, a chill spread all over his body.
You can't win.
This is the only thought in Zhou Fei's mind at this moment.
Even if it is procrastinated, it will not last long.
Zhou Fei had no way to escape from the sky and the earth.
Even if he died, Zhou Fei couldn't do it at this moment.
Because he can't move.
Master Yankong didn't give him any chance.
From the moment he appeared, Zhou Fei's ending was doomed.
Before letting him cut thirty-six knives, it was Master Yankong's last mercy.
Now that the mercy is over, it's time to kill.
Buddhas can also kill people.
But I don't know why, Master Yankong's pace is very slow.
He looks very tired, very tired.
Take a few steps and stop to catch your breath.
But the most tragic thing in the world is that there is nothing you can do in the face of death.
Zhou Fei knew very well that when Yankong walked around him, everything would be over.
This short distance of two to three feet is the last length of his life.
Zhou Fei was working desperately, struggling desperately, desperately trying to extend the deadline of his life.
However, he can no longer lift the knife.
Finally, after a cup of tea, Master Yankong walked in front of Zhou Fei.
His unchanging look changed at this moment, and his sallow complexion had turned pale at this moment.
The words tired seemed to be engraved on his forehead.
Zhou Fei knelt on the ground and looked up at him.
Neither party meant to speak.
After Master Yankong adjusted his breathing, he broke the silence: "Zhou Fei, Lao Na asks you one last time, do you give up?"
Zhou Fei smiled indifferently: "Abandon your sister."
Master Yankong's eyes were a little cold: "To say such a vulgar language, it seems that there is really no rescue. In that case, Lao Na will save you."
Zhou Fei said: "Monks are hypocritical, save me? Are you worthy?!"
Master Yankong folded his hands together, sandwiched the stick between his palms, slowly chanting Buddhist words.
Ling Zhaoyan felt the pain first.
Zhou Fei roared to interrupt Yankong, but he couldn't do it at all.
"Old bald donkey, I will not let you go if I am a ghost. Not only you, but the monks in the world, I will kill all the ghosts when I become a ghost!"
Unable to interrupt Yankong with actions, Zhou Fei could only use words.
All kinds of vulgar words came out of his mouth for a while, and even the eminent monk like Yankong couldn't help frowning.
He didn't expect Zhou Fei to be able to scold so much, and the scolding was so unpleasant.
Yankong naturally didn't know what kind of world Zhou Fei came from.
In that world, there are gangsters everywhere, any news will appear on the gangster, and the angle of the gangster is full of tricks. As an otaku in his previous life, Zhou Fei, in addition to playing games and eating, the biggest pleasure is to fight with the gangster. , Or play the role of leverage.
Only at this time would he feel that he still had a little meaning.
Otherwise it really becomes
There was a pile of rotten meat.
Now, Zhou Fei has taken out his extremely rich experience in leveraging, and he is almost about to anger a Taoist monk.
Fortunately, Master Yankong's concentration is not as strong as usual. Although his anger almost erupted, he was finally pushed back at the most critical moment.
At the same time, Ling Zhaoyan's scream also made Zhou Fei stop insulting.
The Buddhist language worked.
Ling Zhaoyan's body is getting lighter.
Zhou Fei was terrified. He desperately wanted to keep Ling Zhaoyan, but sadly discovered that he could not do anything.
Just when Zhou Fei was desperately desperate, he suddenly felt a force emerging from the ground and transmitted to his whole body through his knees.
This power is very soft and warm, just like drinking a cup of milk tea in a cold day, making people feel refreshed.
At the same time, this force also blocked Ling Zhaoyan's Buddhist attack from Yankong.
"Dissipation" slowly stopped.
Yankong let out a cry, and then stopped.
He didn't expect that someone would jump out and make trouble at this moment.
At the same time, it escaped his detection.
Could someone with such strength be Ye Xin
Yankong looked around, but didn't see any figures.
He wanted to ask questions, but finally endured it, but wanted to see what the people hiding in the dark were going to do.
If you really want to keep Ling Zhaoyan, no matter who it is, it will be the enemy of Zhongling Temple and even the entire Buddhism.
Contrary to Yankong's feelings, Zhou Fei was a little ecstatic at the moment.
He has been waiting for reinforcements, is the reinforcements really coming now
How many brothers will it be
In fact, no matter how many seniors are here, as long as they come, they and Ling Zhaoyan can't die.
Zhou Fei wanted to shout out loud, but fortunately, rationally told him not to do this at critical times.
Obviously, the reinforcements are facing Master Yankong at the moment, and any sound may break the balance of victory.
To wait for!
When the first round of confrontation between the two of them is over, most of the reinforcements will show their true colors.
Zhou Fei was not afraid to wait. He had been waiting for so long, so what if he waited for a while
What's more, Zhou Fei was very confident in the seniors in the academy, and didn't worry about him being defeated by Yankong.
Even if the hard power is so poor, the seniors in the academy are young.
Being afraid of being young is not just empty talk.
(End of this chapter)