Chapter 2811： Guxu (2/2)

He did not expect that Chu Li could find himself in a sneak attack and grab a sword before he could.

He didn't care about other swords, but the Time Sword did not dare to connect them. He could only pop up a blood-yang finger force, which was no different from a long sword.

Chu Li sneered, he had already entered the hole, the sword had returned to the sheath, and the knots of his palms fluttered out.

Zhang Changhuai followed closely, watching him abandon his sword with his palm strength, and shook his head secretly, welcoming with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

”Boom!” Like a thunder blast, Zhang Changhuai flew out.

The cave rumbled and disappeared.

Zhang Changhuai's purple face was so dreary as iron, staring at the place where the cave disappeared, he came forward and took a few slaps, but unfortunately surpassed the iron stone, there was no possibility of breaking, and the power of the rebound was amazing.

He stood in place and frowned.

This place was not the place where Li Feiyu told each other, but he sensed it through the blood-yang magic, knowing that there is a key place here, but unfortunately he has never been able to enter. Many experts who are proficient in organs have been sent, batch after batch. But unfortunately, all came back without success.

This time he came to see it personally, but did not expect Chu Li to come over, apparently from Li Feiyu's confession. Li Feiyu should have suffered a lot before his death, and the so-called Buddhist disciples became more severe than Mozong disciples in front of major interests. !!

He frowned, and suddenly ”wow” spit out blood.

His face grew more ugly, and he hummed, ”Fushi Temple!”

There is a constant raging force in the body that can't be stopped, and the trauma of the internal organs is constantly trauma. This palm force is too strange, and his blood and sun power can be refined, and it can't melt and persecute.

It is extremely pure and condensed and pure, ignoring the blood-sun magic, which is by no means a martial art of Buddhism.

Once Buddhism martial arts and Blood Yang Divine Power collide, it is bound to be overwhelming and uncompromising ~ ~ Endlessly, one party must be destroyed, and this blood power will never ignore Blood Yang Divine Power, no Stop destroying his body.

The only one in Da Ci'en Temple that meets this situation is the descendant of Fu Mo Temple!

The thought of Fu Mo Temple made him look ugly and dreaded.

The masters of Mozong are not afraid of death, but the one who is not afraid of death is the descendant of Fu Mo Temple. He gave up his lifetime Shou Yuan, and there is only a hundred years left. After death, there is also the danger of not being able to enter Xitian Elysium, but he still chooses to become a master of Fu Mo Temple .

This is a crazy man who is more crazy than the master of the magic sect, holding the ambition of dying. With this kind of person, the madness is only one aspect. What is more terrible is his martial arts. !!

Fu Mo Temple has been sealed for a long time, I did not expect to reproduce it!

He suddenly took a piece of jade crush from his arms.

A moment later, one hundred and twenty middle-aged men in gray robes and gray robes appeared in the valley, standing neatly in front of Zhang Changhuai, all holding their fists in both hands, with a look of astonishment, enveloping the entire valley.

”Sovereign!” Said an old man standing in front of him, ”I don't know what's the secret of calling us here?”

”Kill someone.” Zhang Changhuai said in a deep voice: ”Fu Mo Temple passed on!”

The old man said busyly, ”Fu Mo Temple in Da Ci'en Temple?”

Zhang Changhuai nodded slowly: ”This man is the fixed monk who killed Li Feiyu!”

The faces of the people were so calm that their eyes shot coldly.

They all know that Li Feiyu is a genius who has luck against the sky. In the future, he will become the top master of the Blood Yangzong. He never expected to be planted in the hands of a monk.

”He has already entered, but he will come out sooner or later, ambush here. Once he appears, he must be killed at all costs!” Zhang Changhuai's eyes fell on everyone, saying calmly.

”Yes, Sovereign!” The crowd shouted neatly.