A resentful look.

The feeling that fell on his body was like a knife cutting him, and Yue Yuan's heart couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

Come forward.

In the white mist, Yue Yuan hugged the woman in Taoist robes into his arms, but he only felt a pain on his lips. The other party bit his lips tightly, and the smell of blood suddenly entered his nostrils.

"Oh!"

"hehe……"

laugh!

It’s a wry smile!

It’s also a helpless smile!

His body hurt, and the swordsmanship he had been using seemed to have suffered a huge backlash at this moment. Not only that, but also around him, Yue Yuan could feel the dagger-like eyes staring at him.

.

Some are cold-eyed.

Some are gentle.

Some are also sarcastic.

What's more, it's helpless.

at the same time.

Yue Yuan felt a pain in his chest, and he was carried backwards by a force.

At this moment, the person in front of him slowly dissipated and turned into white mist again.

The sword technique he used was also completely destroyed at this moment. It was not broken by others, but collapsed by itself. With this sword, Yue Yuan discovered for the first time that he could not control this sword. Before he reached the top, he would collapse himself.

In other words, it was rejected or resisted by others.

Just like Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword against himself.

A cold wind blows.

The white mist rolling over the entire Shaoshi Mountain gradually dissipated in the cold wind, revealing the truth hidden in the white mist.

Groans from all over the place echoed in my ears.

Look around.

What I saw was the mess all over the ground, and the centipedes and scorpions that were constantly crawling on the ground, making rustling sounds. These poisonous substances were crawling over the bodies of the monks, leaving behind a black ground. The monks themselves were seriously injured.

If we add poison, we won't be able to survive.

Not only that.

Looking around again, those heroes in the world have also lost a lot of money.

Some people were smiling and looking like they were enjoying themselves, but they died there in such a daze. One look at Yue Yuan and he knew that he died under the magic of the Demonic Art. Others were shocked.

He fell to the ground softly, not daring to make a sound.

Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, and Duan Yanqing also looked shocked.

Their eyes hurriedly glanced around, with a look on their faces as if they had seen a ghost. It was obviously just an illusion, like a dream-like scene, but seeing the tragic situation around them, several people realized that it was probably not an illusion... In their minds, they recalled that simple scene.

The kind eyes and the ridiculously beautiful little nun made several people breathe a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

fortunately……

Fortunately, she is a Buddhist woman.

The only thing that confused a few people was: Wasn't Yue Yuan trying to destroy Shaolin? Why... was there someone from the Buddhist sect in this move?

same.

Wang Yuyan, Abi, Bao Bubu and others were also shocked.

This sword has exceeded all of their imaginations.

first.

They discovered that there is such a strange swordsmanship in this world? Can this really be done by humans?

Is what appears in front of me a real person or a simple swordsmanship?

Or maybe his sword already has a life of its own...

aside.

The foreheads of the fourth senior brother Zhuge Xiaohua were covered with cold sweat. Almost at the moment when the white mist gradually dissipated and the person twisted and disappeared in front of them, they put their hearts that had been raised in their throats back to where they were.

Just now, they almost believed that they could not escape.

It's just that this move, which was not a human swordsmanship, seemed to be affected by something, and it broke suddenly at the peak, which made the four of them breathe a sigh of relief.

Gradually, the white fog finally cleared.

It allows people to completely see the scene in the field.

At some point, the little girl who was supposed to be protected by the four plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums appeared next to Yue Yuan. She was holding a silver needle in her little hand. At this moment, she was blinking her big eyes in confusion.

I don't understand what happened.

Behind Yue Yuan, Shi Feixuan, who was holding Yue Que's imitation sword, had her hair covered in front of her eyes and blocked her cheek, but the sword in her hand pierced the abdomen of an old monk.

By your side.

Dugu Feng, who was holding the crape myrtle soft sword, looked stunned at the moment and had a confused delusion.

Standing in front of her was none other than the former leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao Feng.

No!

To be precise, his name is Xiao Feng now!

The roar of the dragon that just resounded in the white mist was the sound produced by the airflow driven by Xiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with all his strength.

at this moment.

There was blood flowing from the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth. The soft sword of Ziwei was passing through his body on his shoulder.

What's going on?

In shock, Dugu Feng let go of the hilt of the sword, and Dugu Feng staggered back, his face full of surprise and confusion. His eyes fell on Xiao Feng's serious face, Dugu Feng looked at it for a long time, then withdrew his gaze and looked at herself

Looking at his hand, he saw that it was stained with a lot of blood, and the smell of blood filled the air.

same.

Also confused was Shi Fei Xuan.

She didn't understand what was going on? Shouldn't it be Yue Yuan who was fighting just now? Why...

The two of them turned around almost at the same time and looked at Yue Yuan, who was standing in the middle.

What he saw was Yue Yuan who was looking up at the sky. There was an obvious tooth mark on his lower lip. The tooth mark had bitten the skin, and the blood was flowing, forming a red mark. And the black iron

The giant sword was thrust aside by Yue Yuan at some point.

Flying fairy outside the sky...

After muttering something in their mouths, Dugu Feng and Shi Feixuan sighed in their hearts at the same time, I'm afraid...I'm afraid that their analysis of this sword was too superficial. Because just now, the two women could clearly feel that

A strange feeling.

It's like...

They themselves seemed to have become the flying fairy in their dreams. They had become Yue Yuan's sword.

What on earth is going on?

Not to mention how conflicted and confused the two women's minds were at the moment, but this was not the case with Xiao Feng and the sweeping monk who came out.

The two of them looked at everything in front of them with extremely solemn expressions.

In just a short period of time, the entire Shaoshi Mountain has become like this, which is shocking and angry at the same time.

Holding the shoulder of the soft sword with his right hand, he pulled out the soft sword inserted in the shoulder. As the blood flowed, Xiao Feng's expression did not change, and he was not at all affected by the injuries on his body. After pulling out the soft sword, Xiao Feng took it

After looking at it for a long time, he threw the soft sword to Dugu Feng.

In the fight just now, he also saw that something was very wrong with Dugu Feng's demeanor.

It's like sleepwalking, falling into a kind of control.

And the chief culprit was probably Yue Yuan, who was standing in the field, looking up at the sky.

Rumble...

At this moment, there was a loud sound, and a cloud of smoke and dust was thrown up.

In the eyes of the remaining heroes, they saw that at this moment, the wall of the mountain gate of the Shaolin Temple continued to make cracking sounds, and the sword energy was everywhere. Countless dust splashed in all directions, and then the entire wall, along with many houses inside, cracked and collapsed.

In an instant, the gate and walls of the Shaolin Temple were completely gone.
To be continued...