"What's the use of fear? Will you stop if you fear? You know why, but you have to be afraid. What's more, we should face the challenge."

"In this case, you have to be careful, because the scattered family is a monk who breaks the rules and does not know the importance of the move."

"Master Puyuan, don't scare me. We Buddha and Taoism are both the righteous sects, so we should support each other. We can't attack death, as it will hurt each other's feelings."

"On the battlefield, swords are speechless. If you want to talk about feelings, you shouldn't come here."

"That's right, that junior can only accept the call."

"Please take the move, look at Mo Ke Wuliang from the Miscellaneous Family." As he said, the golden rod in front of the golden rod was pointed at the front of the golden rod, and the tip of the golden rod showed a high-frequency vibration, as if some powerful energy was nurturing. At the same time, the Dharma bodies on both sides of the left and right sides were folded together, muttering to the Buddha's words. Although the sound was small, it was clearly transmitted into Chen Fei's ears, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling in his brain, which made him restless.

Puyuan is no longer the first person who is good at turning sound waves into offensive methods. Chen Fei finally made up his mind that if he is lucky enough to die after this battle, he must study the sound wave technique thoroughly.

At this time, Chen Fei faced two choices, either to enter the Qi-swallowing mountains and rivers to avoid the edge, or to wait for Puyuan to make a move and respond on the spot. Since the war started, Monk Puyuan has continuously emerged. This time, the three-headed and six-armed Dharma body summoned by him, which was called the offensive posture, must be more powerful than the previous Great Hand Seal of the Buddha Sect. If you cannot deal with it properly, you may die. However, as a warrior, the instinct does not allow Chen Fei to do this. It seems that there is a voice in his mind, hoping that he can stay in the original place to see the full picture of Puyuan's move.

"It's really a contradiction!" There was no confusion at the critical moment of life and death. Chen Fei's long sword was drawn and a sword was stabbed from the sky.

"Brush!" As the sword aura passed, a gap was cracked on the ground. The tip of the golden rod that was vibrating at a high frequency suddenly stretched forward, facing the sword aura. It actually tore the sword aura apart in one fell swoop, stretched infinitely, hit Shenfei's chest, and pushed him through the black clouds and went out of the sky.

"Moke Wuliang!" It is unknown what the so-called Moke Wuliang represents, but the power of this move is really not small. From this we can also see that the gap between Chen Fei and Master Puyuan is indeed very big.

He went straight out of the sky, Chen Fei could not control his body at all. The powerful impact force pushed his body forward continuously, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

The so-called outer world is a frozen world, and even immortals cannot get involved. Chen Fei knew that once the height reaches the outer world, he would definitely die. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, formed seals with both hands, and waved the sword edge with all his might. With a "click", the blade touched the surface of the vajra, and was immediately shattered and turned into petals.

The same result was also the same. After trying again, I tried again and tried many times without giving up, and finally it worked. This time, Chaohuaxi picked up the sword and the sword blade were not broken. Chen Fei escaped from the recoil force of the sword blade and the vajra.

Finally, he saved his life and had no time to breathe, the vajra immediately attacked and maintained high-frequency vibrations as it moved. Anything that was touched would suffer catastrophic damage.

...

After Shen Fei was pushed to a place where he could not see the sight, the audience started talking, "The sky is so high, I don't know if there is an end."

"Immortals can fly, they must know what the end of the sky looks like. Ordinary people like us will never want to understand it in their entire lives."

"Speaking of this, the posture of the immortal is really desirable."

"I want me to say that monks are really powerful. Look at these strong bodies, who are so strong, and they are so hard. Hehehehe, if I have such a hard way, my wife will obediently bow down and do whatever she wants to do."

"If you are worried that you can't satisfy your wife, I can satisfy you."

"Get out, if you dare to do such a thing, I will definitely kill you."

"Just follow me and have the ability to go to the ring to fight."

"I won't go. It's enough for the common people to watch the fun. It's only a matter of minutes to be destroyed when they really get on the ring."

"What a coward."

"You are not cowardly and have the ability to go up and fight."

"I won't go either."

"Then you still talk about me."

"I don't go because I haven't married a wife yet. If I die easily on the ring, I'm sorry for my ancestors."

"You can really talk nonsense."

"By the way, it's been a long time since you said the one named Chen Fei returned to you?"

"In my opinion, it's so bad. The monk named Puyuan is so powerful that he seems to be no longer on the same level as Shen Fei. He took the opportunity to run away as the best choice. Haven't you seen it? Every time the Fairy Sword and Puyuan make a move, they are shattered."

"That's right, this game is not a big deal. Puyuan is too powerful, and it's a bit too much, which leads to a one-sided situation in the game."

"It's true. I just hope that the Taoist priest can escape as soon as possible."

"When did you become compassionate?"

"It's not that I am compassionate, but for hundreds of years, rich people will always be rich. Poor people like us are poor for generations, and the country has not changed much for a long time. Finally, a person wants to do something. Isn't it a pity if he dies so easily?"

"Hey, it makes sense to hear you say that."

“That’s natural.”

"Hurry up and run away, Master Dao, stay with the green mountains and don't worry about the lack of firewood. The monk is so powerful that you can't fight."

"Master Dao, the young man has also prayed for you to help you be safe."

"Oh, Master Dao, why are you back?" That's what he said, seeing Chen Fei return, the eyes of the two still reveal an excitement, and that ray of light was unique to seeing hope appear.

"Brush!" A cold light flashed by, and Chen Fei appeared behind Monk Puyuan, holding the hilt of the sword horizontally, handing out the sword horizontally, cutting towards Puyuan's neck.

The action was very fast, and it looked like Chen Fei was attacking the enemy's weakness from behind, but he couldn't guess why he made such a complicated action.

Shen Fei descended like an eagle rushing to eat, standing back to back with Pu Yuan, holding the fairy sword in his right hand and stabbing Pu Yuan's neck.

"Hmph!" The latter snorted coldly, and the palms of the Dharma body that had been close for a long time in the south faced the sword edge, but unexpectedly rushed into the air. Chen Fei's body suddenly rotated, and the sword edge also rotated, from the south side to the north side, and the palms of the Dharma body on the other side that had been close for a long time in the response.

"Jing!" This erupted a series of collisions of gold and iron.

During this process, Chen Fei moved forward all the way, spinning and attacking, sweeping the sword, for the first time forcing Monk Puyuan to retreat.

After landing, his body suddenly shrank, like a poisonous snake that was raising momentum to snatch the prey. Puyuan finally got the chance to turn around, holding the vajra in his hand, turned around and was stabbed in the chest by Chen Fei's sword.

"Canglang!" Fortunately, it was the indestructible body of the Vajra. With the sharpness of the Chen Fei sword aura, Master Puyuan felt pain again, and his murderous intent became even stronger. He stepped forward and pushed out the staff, "Bang!" He knocked Chen Fei out, staggered to the ground, and then stepped forward and smashed the staff down.

"Boom!" Chen Fei saw that he could not live without the scope covered by the staff, so he held the immortal sword horizontally and pushed upwards, and confronted Master Puyuan head-on. Like countless head-on confrontations before, the immortal sword was destroyed at the moment of the confrontation. The slammed staff landed on his shoulders, causing his entire right arm to be disabled along with the right hand holding the sword, but it was still not the end. Master Puyuan quickly adjusted his posture, swept across the thousand troops in one move, followed by a move, crashed into Chen Fei's waist and knocked him out fiercely. He didn't plan to end, but jumped up on the spot and arrived first, and soon caught up with Chen Fei who was knocked out, and stabbed the staff down from a higher position, which was obviously to put him to death.

"Boom!" The staff broke through the thousands of petals that automatically protected the master, pierced into Chen Fei's chest, and after penetrating, he forced him to the ground, and blood flowed like a stream.

Nalan Ruoxue pulled out the purple light sword and was about to go to the stage to fight against Master Puyuan, but he didn't expect that Chen Fei was angrily scolded by the dying Chen Fei: "Don't come here, I haven't lost yet!" Chen Fei's eyes were so cold that it seemed like he had changed. This was the first time Ruoxue saw him like this, and he really didn't dare to step forward.

Chen Fei fell to the ground with his wound covering his wound, his whole body was penetrated by the Vajra Staff, and he vomited blood from his mouth, but he still showed full of stubbornness and courage to admit defeat.

He faced Master Puyuan and spat a mouthful of blood and phlegm on his face.

Puyuan showed his pity for the weak, holding the pestle in both hands and shook his head helplessly: "I can understand your mood at this moment, and I also know that you are blaming me for bullying the small ones. It doesn't matter. No matter what you think, no matter what, I Puyuan will kill you in front of everyone in this arena today."

"If I guess correctly, monk, you have the idea of ​​killing because you feel danger in me." Chen Fei sneered.

"hehe."

Seeing Puyuan looking unanimous, Chen Fei continued: "I remember when I first went to Shushan, I encountered the same thing on Fangbanan Mountain. A generation of masters fought with me and was shocked by my potential. I had to kill him no matter what, but the result was that I still lived until now."

"Haha, little brat, there will be no second good luck."

"I have never been relying on luck when I walked along the way."

"You want to say that you are very capable?"

"I want to say that my life is up to me, not to the heaven, not to anyone. I will not die so easily before I have a reputation all over the world."

"But you're almost dead."

"I'm wrong, you are the one who is about to die, the great monk."

"Nothing is right?"

"Have you noticed it yet? Now I am at the weakest defense."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Fei was covered in scars and tried his best to make seals with both hands: "The five elements create the art of spring for thousands of trees!"

In an instant, the thick stems of the banyan tree rose from under the ground, bound to the round, and the latter sneered: "It's so naive, don't forget that the glow of the family can destroy everything."

"You are innocent, monk, the banyan tree is the toughest one among all the plants in Jiuzhou. If you cover my fairy power on it, the glow you suddenly condensed suddenly cannot do to it." Chen Fei made seals with his hands and tried hard to keep the banyan tree growing wildly, "Why do you think I forced you to dissipate the glow from your Dharma body? You just have to wait for this moment."

As Chen Fei said, the rise of the glow takes time, and you need to put your hands together and pray in your heart, and Chen Fei doesn't even give him the chance to put your hands together.

The stems of the banyan tree grew wildly, and each thick stem was like a huge python covered with scales, powerful and tough, quickly wrapping around the body of Monk Puyuan, forcibly locking his palms that were about to be folded, and not giving him the chance to continue folding.

"Huh? What's going on?" Monk Puyuan felt a little panic for the first time since the war started.

But Chen Fei said, "Yes, you have a lot of strength, but can you be more powerful than the tangled banyan tree that was spawned by the Five Elements Creation Art? The answer is no. Speaking of which, you are really a good stepping stone. Through you, I will help me test my own depth."

It turned out that Chen Fei carefully observed the Dharma body displayed by Monk Puyuan by the opportunity to be pushed to a high place by the vajra, and found that his Dharma body was in an attack and defense posture. The Dharma bodies on both sides of the left and right hands were folded together, summoning the holy glow to clear the evils close to each other, and the Dharma body in the center held the vajra to attack. Chen Fei thought of this that if he wanted to defeat Monk Puyuan, he had to first remove the defense of the Dharma bodies on both sides of his left and right. On the basis of removing the defense, he was in the vicinity and at the time of his greatest intention. However, he activated the Five Elements Creation Technique and noose his hands to turn defeat into victory. For this reason, he came directly behind Puyuan and used a rotating sword to force Puyuan's hands to fight together on the north and south sides of the Dharma body, and then he endured the frontal blow of Puyuan's centered Dharma body with his body, leaving all his six arms separate. At this time, he suddenly activated the Five Elements Creation Technique and tied Puyuan's body with the toughest banyan tree stem to prevent him from using the power of glow and succeeding in one fell swoop.

"Damn... Damn, the little guy dares to plot against me. The family wants to unscrew your head to serve wine." Puyuan had six arms, three heads, including two legs, and every movable joint in his body was firmly locked by the thick banyan tree stems. It would be useless to struggle desperately. The banyan tree stems were too tough and powerful, and with his ten thousand pounds of force, he could not break free.
Chapter completed!