Chapter 131 Died

Amber went out of the room, spread its wings with a flying eagle, and bent her hand into an eagle's claw hook to the back of the angry man's heart. He was paying attention to dealing with the other two shadows and found the rapid fluctuation of energy on his back.

The microcoagulation nerves under the heart are tense, and the sound is loud, and there is a muffled sound. The Buddha's spirit is like a heat wave crossing the sea. Force the shadow back a few steps and can't even move forward. Murong Ling scolded in his heart: What a difficult monk.

I was waiting for a negative anger to fight for a high and low, but I was stopped by the sudden silent Dongfang Wanqing in front of him.

That's right. Except for Amber, the other two people who confronted the monk Kumo were Murong Ling and the oriental love that just appeared now. Murong looked at the person in front of her and frowned: I didn't see her when I went to her room to look for her earlier, but when they discussed that they were ready to do it, they came out from nowhere. What a weird person.

Dongfang's cold eyes vigilantly looked at the bitterness of his robes after the soaring, and his eyes were deep: as the saying goes, the most difficult thing in the world is the pure and yang spirit of the Buddha family. Today, I taught her a lesson in a down-to-earth way.

An eagle hook that attacked behind was nailed to the gas cover one meter away from the bitter body, making a metal friction sound like a sword collision until sparks.

Kumo pulled out a dark vulture smile with his back to the attacker behind him, and the steady horse step did not loosen at all. The invisible atmosphere around Dantian suddenly soared, and the person behind him fell to the ground without being shocked. One palm pressed against the ground to stabilize the uncontrollably sliding back, but only left a series of drag marks.

Amber cursed faintly, and there was no awkwardness in her round amber eyes except for excitement. Looking at the invisible gas shrouded in bitterness, he breathed slightly and swooped up. Seeing that the soaring strength stabilized, Amber's heart calculated the right move, and her action was more decisive.

A touch of silver flowers poured out in an instant with the sound of turning his hand and sticking to his waist. He didn't wait to see what dazzled his eyes. The dazzling silver was taken back to his waist by amber as if it were spiritual. But the hand did not leave the waist.

Bitterly narrowed his uncomfortable eyes. The strength of the body has been strengthened a little, and the cool wind around it is also blowing wildly at this time...

"Humph..." Amber's confident smile overflowed under the mask: What you want is your chaotic feet, and the stronger you are, the easier it will be to destroy. Before the laughter stopped, people reached that meter of strength, and they were stunned.

As soon as I opened my eyes, another silver flash appeared in front of me. Then a clear sound like broken glass spread, and the hands under the wide sleeves of the tiger's body stroked back randomly until the heel reached the stone steps behind him.

The cuffs flew, put his hands together, and said, "Dare to ask the donor, the silver flower just now...?"

There is no embarrassment of failure, and there is a complete obsession on the face. If you are not dazzling, then Yinhua is...

"You monk are really strange. He was broken and fled for his life with a broken shield and tightened his tail. Instead, he was interested in my weapon. Isn't it strange?"

Listening to the strange tone of Yin and Yang, he frowned bitterly: Humph, it's really professional and knows how to disguise. On his face, he gently folded his eyebrows: "Amitabha Buddha, a poor monk is a mountain warrior, and naturally he has a good impression of the magic weapons. It's just that I don't know the donor's weapon... If the poor monk is not dazzled, it is the legendary Longyuan.

Amber's shocked tone, but there was no trace on her face. His hands habitually wiped his waist and whistled, "Although I really want to praise the monk for your erudite, you have said that Longyuan is the 'legendary' sword. How can I be lucky to have it? So there is no doubt that you are dazzle!"

"Why does the benefactor need to be cunning? It's not as good as waiting for the poor monk to see it." Kumo was not fooled by Amber's three words, and he still looked like a Taoist monk, and his tone was slow and powerful.

Murong Ling and Dongfang, who had been on alert, listened to the conversation between the two, and their hearts were unbelievable. For those who are obsessed with martial arts and illusions, it is natural to know the magic weapons. When Kumo said that the silver flower on Amber's waist was the legendary Longyuan, it was difficult to suppress the turbulence in his heart. The hand holding the weapon trembled unconsciously, and the two had the same idea in their hearts...

If you are lucky enough to see it, it is naturally good.

"Hey, you two, don't be scared by this monk. Don't forget the purpose of coming here tonight.

When Kumo said the origin of the sword so clearly, Amber glanced at the two people in the distance and saw their expressions! Langsheng reminded them of the purpose of the trip.

"It turns out that they are both Jianghu guests." His heart flashed, and his eyes flashed at his chest, and the token was safely there. I also felt the cold and hard feeling, and my heart was slightly relieved, and the expression on my face was relaxed.

Cunning monk, let's see how I deal with you. Amber's little trick of spitting on the bitter rubbing in her heart and found his move with sharp eyes. At present, his hands are like electricity, and his feet are like arrows away from the strings. The other two did not restrain all their minds to attack their left and right. In the face of the three people who suddenly counterattacked, they could retreat repeatedly.

When he was about to withdraw from the hospital to move rescue soldiers as he expected, a cold weapon flew quickly, and his body's cold sweat flashed sideways, retreated to a safe distance and gasped slightly. He felt the involuntarily trembling of his body. He was annoyed: How many people are there?

Amber looked at the cold weapon that almost shot him, and sweated coldly on the corners of her forehead: Murong, are you trying to have a 'skein barbecue'?

His eyes flashed quickly, secretly thinking about the plan to control the enemy and the strategy to get out, which can be said to be in a hurry.

But Dongfang's love, which has been watching coldly at this time, does not intend to continue to consume with Kumo. Although the other monks in the Dharma Academy have been put down, the other masters in the temple will not notice it.

With a shout, he raised the whip and waved it away. In an instant, he felt like a silver spirit snake dancing in front of him. He hurriedly resisted it. The monk's robe was ruthlessly torn into a rag, and many whips on his body were criscrossed, and his whole body was cold and hot, which was extremely uncomfortable. Now I found that this whip mark that seemed to hurt the skin and flesh, but in fact, it was to see the Gangqi in his body that had just rested and the internal force that had been meeting the enemy.

The body is painfully twisted and cracked with the internal forces that swim around the body. It can be seen how painful the untouchable pain is.

In this case, only the broken jar will be broken and die together!

In the dark, Murong Xi saw the change of Kumo and shot out a hidden weapon without hesitation, with the sound of breaking the air, which also reminded the three people of their critical situation.

After the three Amber understood the meaning, they stopped playing tricks. The three took action, and the move was fatal, and the three bright and one dark cooperation were seamless.