Chapter 431 (1/2)

Seeing the common saying that he fell to the ground, not only the people on the yellow side were shocked, but also the people on the immortal side were shocked. Please search (product% book ￥ net) to see the most complete! If song Yan killed Xuanxin before, it's just a steal.

But this time, as the saying goes, you have used magic weapons to protect your body. How can you still be killed easily by the other side.

”Who else will die?”

In the field, song Yan stands proudly, and his eyes are full of provocation, sweeping to the last one on the side of the cultivator, congenitally Jiuchong.

That nine born heavy fan, on the strength and death of Xuanxin, as the saying goes.

Therefore, feeling song Yan's provocative eyes, his heart could not help but produce a color of fear, subconsciously turned his eyes to one side, dare not look at it.

Seeing this scene, Yanhuang feels very happy.

But the nine foundation building masters on the side of the immortals are deeply ashamed.

Song Yan found that the other side actually retreated, but Longsheng said with a smile: ”ha ha, aren't you a high spirited cultivator? How can I still be afraid of being a secular warrior? ”

For song Yan's ridicule, although the immortals were angry and humiliated, no one took the initiative to stand out.

Even four people were beheaded, two of them were born with nine weights. They all knew the power of song Yan, a common martial artist. Everyone was not a fool. Who would like to die.

”Fan Chong, you go up and kill this kid!”

He was a middle-aged man in a white robe. He was one of the nine major sects in the world of immortality, the qingyuzi of qinglingzong.

Hearing this, fan Chong's eyes could not help flashing the color of fear and muttering: ”master, I, I had a mistake in my practice last night, so I can't move Zhenyuan for the time being, so...”

The so-called practice of Kung Fu goes wrong is just a word of prevarication. How can Qingyu not understand that his apprentice is afraid of the ordinary martial artist? However, he thought that his apprentice's qualification is excellent. If he was really cut off by song Yan, it would be a huge loss for the clan. So he drank lightly:

”bastard, when you return to the clan, you will be punished for facing the wall for a year!”

”Thank you, master!”

Hearing that master didn't have to call him to fight again, he was relieved. As for facing the wall for a year, it's nothing compared to losing his life!

Seeing that the other side has become a turtle with a shrunken head, song Yan is unwilling to let go of the group of immortals and sneers: ”how? Do you agree? Otherwise, I will allow you two to go together! ”

”Amitabha!” Among the nine foundations, a middle-aged monk announced a Buddha's name: ”since the small benefactor has such a request, this seat will complete you, wisdom and courage, intelligence. You can go up and ask him for advice.”

This middle-aged monk, named Shangren Jin Guang, is one of the nine sects in the world of immortality and the leader of the Buddha sect Jin Guang.

”Yes, master!”

Two young monks in white robes came out from the crowd. Compared with the monk who was killed for the first time by song Yan, these two monks are more handsome. At the same time, both of them have eight innate accomplishments.

”I have seen the benefactor with wisdom and courage.”

”I have seen benefactor intellectually.”

Two monks saluted song Yan politely.

Just as the two monks were so polite, song Yan decided in his heart not to kill them and hurt them, so he replied with a smile: ”two masters are polite, I am...”

But song Yan's words have not been completely exported. Zhiyong suddenly throws a string of Buddhist beads.

When the Buddha bead flew to the top of song Yan's head, the golden light suddenly bloomed, from which nine figures of Buddha appeared. The figures of nine figures of Buddha stabilized the emptiness, uttered the true words of Buddhism, and song Yan, who was under the Buddha's image, suddenly felt stupefied. However, when his spiritual lake was shaken, he recovered his consciousness and understood that he had been calculated by these two monks.

However, in the moment when he woke up, a fist thick and thin Vajra pestle had come to his head, with a bad wind, and hit him hard on the forehead.

”Hey, I wanted to spare you two lives, but I dare to sneak on you! ”

in a sneer, song Yan raised his hand and hit the diamond pestle directly.

”Click! Click! ”

The Vajra pestle, which is a treasure of three kinds, was hit with several cracks by his fist.

”Wow!”