"The fat monk is looking for death." Chong Rushan roared and rushed towards Fei Bo first.
When he came to Fei Bo, he flipped his wrist as a mountain, and immediately a short knife appeared in the palm of his hand as a mountain.
As soon as the short knife appeared, it pierced Fei Bo's neck with a yellow halo. This trick is insidious and fierce. If Fei Bo's strength is not good enough, as long as a short knife is slashed across his neck, Fei Bo may lose half of his life even if he is not dead.
"It's just right," Fei Bo waved a palm quickly when the opponent rushed forward. In a short while, a string of wind blades ejected from Fei Bo's palm. The wind blade looked small and exquisite at first glance, but when the wind blade flew to the front of the mountain, the wind blade quickly became like a crescent moon.
This scene was beyond Chong Rushan's expectations, but Chong Rushan responded at the critical moment. He retracted the short knife, holding the short knife and slashing towards the wind blade.
"Ding," there was a crisp sound.
The short knife and the wind blade collided, and the short knife was ejected from the heavy hand, almost slashing across the thin neck of the wind.
When the short knife was flew off, Feng Jian slashed across his mountain-heavy chest, but fortunately Fei Bo chose to let go at a critical moment. Although Feng Jian slashed his mountain-heavy chest, he did not kill him as a mountain.
Seeing that Zhongrushan was hit hard by a move, Lean Rufeng hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and said to Fei Bo, "Who are you?"
"Poor monk's law name Fei Bo?"
"Fei Bo, you are the wild monk Fei Bo in the top ten in Wubi. You once defeated the monk of White Horse Temple at the Wubi Conference."
"Please pay attention to the benefactor's words. The poor monk is focused on the Buddha, not the wild monk in your mouth. In addition, the poor monk has indeed defeated the monk of the White Horse Temple in the Wu Bi conference. , More favored by the Buddha."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, Shou Rufeng frowned and asked, "What is your current strength?"
"The poor monk was blessed by the Buddha, and not long ago, he was promoted to an eighth-level Taoist priest."
"Eighth-level Taoist? You can't be promoted so fast, you are lying."
"The monks do not slander, and the poor monks never lie since they were young."
"Retreat," Zhongrushan was helped by someone, stood up and trembled and said: "I have just
Although he was a little careless, he was successfully attacked. But it is undeniable that the strength of this fat monk is not weak, you and I are equal in strength, even if we fight the fat monk for hundreds of rounds. In the end, it may not be able to stand cheap. "
Seeing Shou Rufeng turning his head to look at him, Zhong Rushan hurriedly continued: "There are many people who want to capture the Tang and Song dynasties alive. We actually don't need to be the first to rush up to fight the vanguard. We take a step back and wait patiently. After other people came up to fight against Tang and Song and they both suffered, it is not too late for us to act."
"Well," Shou Rufeng nodded gently, then turned to Fei Bo and said: "Fat monk counts you as lucky today, I will let you make a living. I hope you can be grateful to Dade, and be able to take the initiative when we meet next time. The Tang and Song Dynasty were handed over."
"Thank you, the poor monk keeps it in mind for the forgiveness of the benefactor."
"What are you talking about? Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?"
"Wait." Seeing that the thin Rufeng was about to rush towards Fei Bo, Zhong Rushan hurriedly stopped in front of him, and whispered to him: "If you can't bear it, you will make big plans. We don't need to talk to him for the time being. General knowledge."
After taking a few deep breaths, he took another deep look at Fei Bo. The thin as wind walked towards the dense forest with people and Zhongrushan, and disappeared from my sight in a while.
"Tang Song donor, how is your injury?"
"It's a dull pain, I guess I need a few more days of rest."
"You can rest assured that as long as the opponent's strength does not reach the level of a ninth-level Taoist priest, the poor monk will be able to block the opponent."
"Thank you, if you didn't show up in time, I'm afraid I'm already on my way to Longhushan. Without you, under the endless attack, it would be even more difficult for me to recover from my injury."
"When did the Tang and Song donors become so polite, we are not outsiders. It is natural to help each other."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, I nodded gently.
"By the way, Fei Bo, I have a question to ask you whether there are other realms above the ninth-level Taoist priest. That is to say, above the ninth-level Taoist priest, whether there is a more powerful existence."
"How can you suddenly remember to ask such a question, Tang Song donor?"
"Because in the orphan village, Cang Haizi and Hong Yu once said that Jiang Beichuan is the realm in the legend. That's why I want to ask you.
Are there other realms above the ninth-level Taoist priest? "
"There are two realms above the ninth-level Taoist priest."
"Two realms?" Fei Bo's words completely exceeded my expectations. Originally, I thought that a ninth-level Taoist priest was the pinnacle, but I never expected that there would be two realms above the ninth-level Taoist priest.
"Yes, there are a total of two realms above the ninth-level Taoist priests. They are demigods and gods."
"Half gods and gods?" I pondered for a moment, then turned my head and asked Fei Bo: "Then you think Jiang Beichuan should be a half god or a god?"
"Jiang Beichuan has the most demigod strength."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because if Jiang Beichuan has the power of a god, he will definitely not cringe like he is now. You must know that the power of god is enough to obliterate all the 9th-level Taoists in China.
"God is really so powerful?"
"Of course," Fei Bo nodded heavily and continued: "The Nuwas and descendants of ancient things have the power of gods. Killing powerful monsters is as easy as slaughtering a dog. Tang and Song donors, think about it, if Put the descendants of Nuwa until now, they want to kill Fang Cunzi, is it absolutely difficult or not difficult for you?"
After hearing Fei Bo's words, I thought for a while and then asked: "Then as far as you know, is there any demigod state in our Huaxia Xuanmen?"
"Yes, this is for sure. The Maoshan School, Quanzhen Sect, and Longhu Mountain have demigods at all. In addition, there must be demigods in the Quartet's strength. Counting our Huaxia Xuanmen has at least seven demigods. ."
"That's good, there are seven demigods, it is still possible to kill Jiang Beichuan."
"Tang and Song donors, don’t have any illusions about the Three Martial Arts. Even if the Three Martial Arts have half gods, they won’t let the half gods kill Jiang Beichuan. Because the strong half gods are related to the same sect. Prosperity rises and falls, if you are accidentally killed, even the three main sects will suddenly drop in strength. In addition, with a demigod as a deterrent, the seven kingdoms of the underworld will definitely find the three sects, as long as the seven countries of the underworld step back and give the three The martial art has enough advantages. It is not impossible to have the Three Main Doors sell China."
"Only by ourselves, can we be promoted to become a demigod?"
Hearing what I said, Fei Bo smiled and said: "We have inherited. In theory, we all have the opportunity to be promoted to gods."
(End of this chapter)