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    Monk Wuyou sighed. Over the years, he thought he had mastered Wangyou Zen. However, when he came here today, he realized that he still hadn't forgotten some things and hadn't let go of many obsessions.  ¡°That¡¯s right, among all living beings, who doesn¡¯t have invincible obsessions?  Where in this world are there truly people who forget their worries?  It seems that my name, Wuyou Monk, is not worthy of the name.  The elites of the He family, led by the young man in Tsing Yi, and the Eighteen Guards of the Lei family's Xiong soldiers, led by Xiong Da, descended from Star City and began to march towards the Blood Prison Wasteland. Then, at the highest point of the Qilian Mountains, opposite the stone beam, and the pear tree  The carefree monk in fluttering white clothes met below.  The moment the young man in Tsing Yi saw Wuyou Monk, his pupils shrank violently, because they had seen this monk in a picture album before, and there were only a few words on it: Wuyou Monk, unknown origin, unknown fighting method.  , the owner of the Nai He Knife, the God of War.  At the same time, the Eighteen Xiong Soldiers also saw Monk Wuyou, with a look of surprise on their faces. They looked at the elites of the He family beside them, with a fierce fighting spirit on their faces.  "The sea of ??suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore." Monk Wuyou sat under the old pear tree on the top of the mountain and said slowly.  While he was talking, a mountain wind passed by, blowing the white monk's robes on Monk Wuyou's body. The spotless white monk's robes fluttered in the air, making him look very free and elegant.  "For people who have been guilty of original sin since birth, the best way to escape is to kill them with your own hands." Xiong Da looked at Monk Wuyou opposite the stone beam not far away and said coldly.  "The cycle of cause and effect, the retribution is not good, the murderer will always be killed." "Then give it a try." The young man in Tsing Yi did not say any more nonsense, took out the peach wood sword carried behind him, and walked in the direction of Shiliang.  The stone beam is about twenty feet long.  It was only about two feet wide, with misty clouds on both sides. The young man in green slowly walked up to one end of the stone beam, clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "He family and Qingchi. Please enlighten me." After saying this, the green clothes on his body fluttered slightly, and his fingers  Drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air, the peach wood sword in the hand of the young man in green began to tremble violently, and then there was a clear whistle.  The Taomu Divine Sword rushed out of its scabbard, screamed excitedly in the air, drew a smooth arc, and flew straight towards Monk Wuyou.  The sword has arrived before anyone arrives.  Clean and sharp, with unparalleled killing intent.  The surrounding clouds and mist were driven by the vitality of heaven and earth swept by the Taomu Divine Sword.  Rotating and flying, the Taomu Sword flew by, and a clean hole appeared in the clouds. That was the trajectory created by the Taomu Sword as it flew by.  Seeing the fierceness of the sword, Monk Wuyou let out a light drink and shouted out.  ??Buddhism has the supreme magic of roaring lions, even the demon continent.  They all have the miraculous skill of uttering words. Although Monk Wuyou's roar must be different from that of a lion, after this low roar, the extremely sharp peach wood sword seemed to be walking through a deep mire.  Likewise, it was difficult to navigate at first, and every inch of progress consumed He Qingchi's energy.  He Qingchi had a look of surprise on his face. He was frightened when he saw that the peach wood sword that was connected to his destiny disappeared with murderous intent at the sound of monk Wuyou's low drink.  A ferocious look began to appear on his originally handsome face. He shouted loudly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and pushed his spiritual power to the extreme. The Taomu Divine Sword in the distance let out a low cry of reluctance.  He struggled to twist his body in the obscure clouds, trying to escape from the control of Monk Wuyou.  The peach wood divine sword slowly advanced forward, inch by inch. When it was still a foot away from Monk Wuyou's face, Monk Wuyou stretched out his right hand, just like the Buddha holding a flower to enlighten himself.  The monk's right hand stretched out to the peach wood sword that was constantly struggling, his thumb and index finger came together, and he gently held the peach wood sword in his hand. Then, a strange smile appeared on the face of the worry-free monk Gujing Bubo.  After Monk Wuyou pinched the Taomu Divine Sword with his fingers, He Qingchi couldn't bear it anymore. With a "wow" sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the Taomu Divine Sword completely lost contact with He Qingchi.  Monk Wuyou held the peach wood sword in front of his eyes, glanced at He Qingchi not far away, and then exerted force with his fingers. The peach wood sword that was so popular in the Demon Clan was broken by Monk Wuyou with one finger.  The peach wood divine sword connected to his own blood was broken, and He Qingchi sat slumped on the ground, his face pale and in disbelief. At this point, Monk Wuyou was still sitting quietly under the pear tree, and just said one word,  He stretched out his hand to hold He Qingchi's mahogany sword. As for the Naihe sword in front of his knees, it lay quietly across Monk Wuyou's legs without moving.  A generation of masters from the He family were defeated like this. The Peach Wood Sword was destroyed, and He Qingchi's strength was abruptly destroyed by six or seven points. As for the damage caused by the destruction of his life, it blocked He Qingchi's path to the top. He Qingchi  With a look of disbelief on his face, he looked at the monk Wuyou in the distance, angry.With a normal roar, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fainted and fell to the ground.  "Amitabha." Monk Wuyou looked at the people not far away and said slowly: "The sea of ??suffering is boundless. Donors, wherever you come from, you should go back to where you came from" Seeing He Qingchi's frustration, a group of elites from the Demonic Continent  Put away their contempt completely.  They are all the proud sons of God who have invested huge resources in cultivating them. Even in the Demon Continent where there are many masters, they still have a very high status. Unexpectedly, they have already lost one of them before they even went down to the Wasteland of Blood Prison.  companion.  Previously, they thought that the reason for the death of He Weapon and Lei Heng was that the two of them were not accustomed to the fighting style of the Blood Prison Wasteland and were defeated. However, after seeing the skills of Monk Wuyou with their own eyes, they realized that they were wrong.  Very outrageous.  They have always thought that when their group came to the Blood Hell Wasteland, their attitude should be correct enough, and they had already paid enough attention to the masters of the Blood Hell Wasteland. It was not until now that they discovered that they still paid enough attention to the Blood Hell Wasteland.  not enough.  How could such a master come from such a barren place?  Thinking of this, they all felt a chill in their hearts. Fortunately, this group of people was trapped in the Blood Hell Wasteland forever. If they rushed to the Demon Clan Continent, nourished by the abundant heaven and earth energy in the Demon Clan Continent, this group of people would be trapped in the Blood Hell Wasteland forever.  People don¡¯t know what kind of existence they can grow into.  This also fully explains why the big shots in the Demon Continent are so interested in the warriors of the Blood Hell Wasteland, these people.  As long as you go to the Demon Clan and bathe in such abundant vitality of heaven and earth, your strength will definitely increase by at least two levels. In this case, what an invincible iron army it will be But.  If such an iron army is not under my control, what kind of harm will it cause to the Demon Continent?  Thinking of this, they began to understand the adults' beheading plan, to kill the leaders of these warriors in the Blood Hell Wasteland, and then take these warriors for their own use, then.  It is a very good and powerful thing, but the decapitation operation is easier said than done?  He Qingchi was helped up by his companions. Looking at Monk Wuyou not far away, everyone present felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.  If you swarm up.  They can definitely kill the monk in white in front of them, but how can there be room for many people to fight on such a narrow stone beam?  The white-robed monk sat quietly under the pear tree, with the aura of one man standing in the way of all others.  Xiong Da glanced at Monk Wuyou not far away, with a look of determination on his face, and reached out to take off his mace from behind.  With a low roar, his aura increased sharply, reaching the extreme level in an instant.  As Xiong Da's Qi continues to rise, Xiong Da's body is also undergoing wonderful changes at this time. Xiong Da, who was originally tall and powerful, expanded rapidly, and the chain armor on his body was compressed by the burst of muscles.  , making a squeaking sound.  The muscles were quickly revealed, and the leather armor on the chest was burst by the swelling muscles, revealing a clump of dark chest hair. The bear's big eyes began to slowly become bloodshot at this time.  Until the last blush.  In a few breaths of time, Xiong Shi completed his transformation and inspired his own natural bloodline. Then, Xiong Da cast his blood-red eyes on the Wuyou monk not far away.  With a low roar, he picked up the extremely thick mace and rushed straight towards Monk Wuyou.  Huge feet stepped on the stone beams, making a thumping sound. Xiong Da ran all the way. As his body accelerated, his momentum continued to rise. When he ran to a distance of two feet in front of Monk Wuyou, he finally climbed up.  When he reached the top, he stepped hard on the ground with his feet, and he rose into the air. With this majestic inertia, he picked up the mace in his hand and pointed it hard at Wuyou under the pear tree.  The monk smashed it.  Facing the huge blow from the bear, Monk Wuyou could no longer sit on the ground to retreat from the enemy like before.  Moreover, the reason why He Qingchi was defeated before was related to the mantra of Dharma Sui. If he knew how much effort Monk Wuyou put into practicing this mantra, his depression of defeat would be relieved.  .  If he knew that Monk Wuyou's simple low roar just now consumed all the energy he had cultivated for many years, the pain of defeat would be much lessened.  As the name suggests, the Kung Fu that can only deliver a fatal blow at a critical moment. After defeating He Qingchi, many years of hard work disappeared. Therefore, facing Xiong Dashi's thunderous blow, Monk Wuyou could not continue to sit on the ground.  .  I saw Monk Wuyou dragging one palm heavily on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air. He was in the air, and with a clear whistle, the Naihe knife fell into his hand, and a layer of clear light flashed on the surface of the Naihe knife.  , and then slashed forward with the bear-sized mace.  Naihe Dao looks about to fightThe strong maces collided together. Seeing this formation, Xiong Da snorted coldly, his blood-red eyes flashed with a crazy and bloodthirsty look, and the mace hit Monk Wuyou heavily.  Just when the Naihe knife and the mace were about to come into contact, the Naihe knife suddenly flipped over. The blade of the knife was attached to the mace. With a slight movement, using the power of the lower back of the mace, the mace was gently lifted.  The belt is just a little bit off.  The mace stuck to Monk Wuyou's clothes and hit the ground heavily. With a bang, the mace hit the ground, making a huge hole in the ground. The stone beam behind Xiong Da  There was also a tremor, and many of the stones on the stone beam were scattered in all directions by the shock wave caused by the blow. They fell into the white clouds on both sides of the stone beam and disappeared.  There was no echo for a long time, which showed how bottomless the abyss under this stone beam was.  Monk Wuyou's strength and timing were just right this time. It was extremely clever. You must know that it is much easier to reduce ten kilograms with one force than four or two. Xiong Da's full blow was so fierce and unparalleled, but just like this, he was  Monk Wuyou dodged away gently and deftly.  This shows how profound monk Wuyou is in the art of fighting.  Having missed a hit, Xiong Da quickly turned around, dragging the mace behind him, then swung it around his waist and used force, shouting angrily: "Turn around and kill!" The mace was like a tiger emerging from the mountain.  After missing a hit, turn around and kill with one hit.  This move is also unique to Xiong Da among the Eighteen Bear Soldiers of the Lei family.  Over the years, Xiong Da has relied on this move to stain the mace with the brains of many masters.  Use this move.  Even Monk Wuyou's face changed drastically, his body turned sharply, and he hurriedly avoided Xiong Da's fatal blow. He rose up from the ground and floated behind him like a big white bird.  Xiong Da¡¯s guarding skills finally worked, and Xiong Da looked rough.  In fact, he was a man with a delicate mind. When he saw that the situation he had been waiting for finally appeared, he screamed strangely and slammed his feet on the ground. Two huge pits were made on the ground under his feet. Xiong Da flew straight up and headed towards him.  The Wuyou monk, who was still in the air, attacked again.  As the monk Wuyou retreated.  Everyone on the Shiliang side saw the opportunity, their bodies flashed with lightning, and they all ran over from the other side of the Shiliang.  Monk Wuyou was in the air, and when he saw that this group of people was about to surround him, he was secretly anxious. At this moment, the bear-sized mace arrived, and Monk Wuyou shouted loudly, holding the Naihe knife in his hand.  Then he slashed towards the bear.  This time, Monk Wuyou did not dodge, and simply faced off head-on with Xiong's big mace.  Only a loud noise was heard in the air.  However, the knife collided with the mace and cut off a section of the thick front end of the mace.  At this time, a cruel look appeared on Xiong Da's face, the mace retracted, and it was hooked back towards Monk Wuyou's head.  The sharp serrations on the mace were flashing with a faint light.  If this blow hits the real spot, Monk Wuyou will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.  At this time, the two people were still in the air, and Monk Wuyou could not avoid it. Just when Monk Wuyou was about to be hit by the mace, Monk Wuyou was seen in the air, stepping on his left foot with his right foot, and then stepped on his right foot with his left foot.  The foot stepped on the left foot again, and in this cycle, not only stopped the downward trend, but the whole person strangely rose by nearly a foot!  The mace hit the empty space again. The force of Xiong Da's step had dissipated at this time, and it stopped falling and slowly fell.  At this moment, Monk Wuyou, who was in the air, suddenly let out a loud roar, leaned down and rushed down. Using the inertia of his fall, Naihe slashed hard at Xiong Da's head with his knife.  Xiong Dayi saw the Naihe knife coming. After seeing the sharpness of the Naihe knife, he felt a little wary about the Naihe belt. He turned over the mace in his hand and tried to block it.  Just when the Naihe knife was about to come into contact with the mace, Monk Wuyou's left hand was already on the tip of the mace. Monk Wuyou roared angrily, risking injury, and pressed his hand on the tip of the mace.  Shengsheng turned the mace in the opposite direction.  The spikes of the mace dug deeply into the palms of monk Wuyou's hands, and they were already dripping with blood.  Xiong Da fought with Monk Wuyou for several rounds in the air. Each had its own merits, but no one took advantage.  But Monk Wuyou's last action was a bit puzzling. Because he was injured, he just touched his mace?  This question was hidden in Xiong Da's heart, and he couldn't figure out the fighting intention behind Monk Wuyou's action.  Just when Xiong Da was thinking about Monk Wuyou's fighting intentions, his body fell to the ground. Before Xiong Da could think of anything, he heard a cry of surprise from the brothers behind him. Just as Xiong Da was about to look, he felt that the soles of his feet were empty.  Then he fell towards the abyss on both sides of the stone beam.     turn out to be,What Monk Wuyou said just now has a deeper meaning.  It seemed like a simple move, but the mace was deflected by a few points, and then it fell down with Xiong Da, just outside the stone beam.  Xiong Da realized something was wrong as soon as his feet were in the air and took action quickly, but it was already too late. The whole person could not help but fall from the stone beam towards the endless abyss below. The gap between life and death can often trigger huge emotions.  Potential, Xiong Da is like this.  The bear roared angrily and concentrated all his strength on his right arm. He was in the air, already some distance away from the stone beam. He stretched his right arm forward, and with the length of the mace, it was just enough to reach the stone beam.  the edge of.  The sharp barb at the tip of the mace penetrated deeply into the stone beam, hanging Xiong Da in the air.  Xiong Da lowered his head and glanced at the bottomless abyss of white mist beneath his feet, then raised his head and glanced at the stone beam above his head. The stone beam was so close, yet so far away. Now Xiong Da did not dare to move.  He could hope that his brothers would entangle Monk Wuyou and then pull him up.  Monk Wuyou tried his best to fiddle with the mace while being injured. Obviously, he was not satisfied just by scaring Xiong Da. However, when Monk Wuyou fell, two bear cavalry generals came up and forced Monk Wuyou aside.  , On the stone beam not far away, two bear cavalry had jumped over, trying to pull up the hanging bear in the air.  Monk Wuyou was blocked by two bear cavalry and could no longer pass. Seeing that he was getting further and further away from Xiong Da, Monk Wuyou shouted loudly and stepped hard on the ground with both feet. Then, the stone under his feet seemed to be touched by something.  It sounded like a heavy blow, and then it cracked in all directions. A deep crack on the surface of the stone spread towards Xiong Da's location.
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