In the air, Yu was wrapped in a ball the size of a house, and the surface and inside were filled with translucent gray words, flashing and rising, as if endless.

"This move, sacrifices to the Buddhist practice and condenses the power of the formation to the limit. At this moment, you are afraid that you can't even exert 40% of your strength."

The old monk Buren took a breath, his breath became much weaker, and a smile of the winner appeared on his sinister face.

With the same strength, if one side's strength is weakened by 40%, the other side can almost easily crush and win.

"A group of monks, but so cruel."

Chen Yu snorted coldly.

In order to use this move, the old monk Buren buried all the lives of the nine practitioners without blinking.

"There are hypocrites in the world, why are there no bad monks?"

The old monk laughed evilly, disagreed.

"Haha, that's great."

The fat monk breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the old monk Buren solves Chen Yu, then the next three of them will be very relaxed to face Ye Luofeng and the ancient beast.

Ye Luofeng is also a genius of Tianjian Academy. She has talent and is afraid she is almost the same as the Fire Swordsman Zhou Yuning.

Killing Ye Luofeng is also a great achievement.

Secondly, this ancient beast...

This damn ancient beast, when he thought of the Red Flame King, was extremely angry and gritted his teeth: "At that time, I will kill it with my own hands!"

Being in the formation of three lifespans, he was actually suppressed by an ancient beast, and his face was completely lost.

Moreover, this damn ancient beast kept calling him fat, dead pigs, etc. The fat monk had already formed an irreconcilable hatred with him.

"Fatty, I'm here just now, and I'm suppressed. Now that I'm missing the formation, I should be happy. Why are you excited?"

King Chiyan glanced at the fat monk and shouted coldly.

The fat monk trembled all over his body, trying his best to curb his anger. The ancient beast actually gave him a nickname again.

However, the fat monk suddenly discovered that Chen Yu was trapped, and King Chiyan and Ye Luofeng had not changed much in his expression, and he seemed not very anxious.

After looking closer, even Chen Yu, who was trapped, seemed to be unhurried.

"You think you can beat me like this?"

Chen Yu suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Do you have any way to get out of trouble?"

The old monk Buren showed surprise and asked seriously.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose and his palms blasted out.

Since the other party has a way, then don’t give the other party a chance to use it.

The old monk Buren pretended to ask, but he didn't care about this at all and suddenly launched an attack.

boom!

In the air, two dark and solid metal palms were engraved with Buddhist and Taoist words, as if they had magical powers, and they slapped at Chen Yu.

With all aspects being greatly suppressed, Chen Yu was hit by his palm and was seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"You two should also do your best, don't let any of them go."

Chen Yu said calmly, then took out the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword].

Huh! Huh!

Chen Yu activated the magic sword and waved it around at will.

In an instant, a trace of abnormality appeared in the forbidden technique that wrapped around Chen Yu, and a layer of black mist floated in many parts.

Obviously, it was infected by the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword].

At this moment, the fat monk's huge palms came.

Chen Yu placed the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword] in front of him, and frantically poured his true energy into it to activate its second characteristic.

Suddenly, the nine bones on the magic sword extended to both sides.

The magic sword is getting wider and wider, no longer like a sword, but more like a black bone shield.

Boom!

The gray metal palm hit the magic sword, and the two forces attacked wildly, and the sound of explosions continued.

In the end, the pair of metal palms slowly dissipated.

The magic sword returned to its original state, and the secret technique that trapped Chen Yu was infected more severely, and the suppression effect became less and less.

boom!

Chen Yu waved the magic sword violently, and the dim light ball that trapped him disappeared instantly.

"this……"

The old monk was not far from Chen Yu, his body was stiff and as stupid as a wooden chicken.

It only took a short period of time from his attack to the present. Chen Yu not only blocked his attack, but also broke his secret technique.

"This sword..."

The old monk stared at the magic sword in Chen Yu's hand and felt only the monstrous magic intention.

Buddhas and demons restrain each other. When the power of the demon is extremely strong, it can easily destroy the power of the Buddha.

It is hard to imagine what level the magic sword in Chen Yu's hand has reached.

In addition, the old monk just saw that the magic sword in Chen Yu's hand had been transformed. Is this the characteristic of the magic sword?

At this moment, a powerful blood pressure suddenly came from the other side, and the temperature around suddenly rose, and the air became extremely hot.

roar!

The roar of the Red Flame King vibrated everywhere.

At this moment, he showed the bloodline power of the holy beast level. His body expanded, his flames burned all over his body, and he was extremely majestic.

In front of him, the fat monk looked disbelief and shivered.

"It turned out to be...the bloodline of the holy beast."

The fat monk felt that he was facing a terrible pressure when he stood in front of the Red Flame King.

Bang!

King Chiyan stepped away with his foot. The fat monk urged his true energy to resist, but it did not work at all. He was kicked away by King Chiyan.

Whoosh! Puff!

The Red Flame King was extremely thunderous and attacked the fat monk again, and stepped out again.

Bang bang bang!

The fat monk was like a ball, being played with by the Red Flame King.

Finally, King Chiyan opened his mouth and squirted out a huge fireball, hitting the fat monk.

Under the control of King Chiyan, the fireball wrapped the fat monk tightly and kept burning.

After a while, the fat monk was burned to death and only a pile of scorched bones remained.

"Look, you are still very thin without meat. I said I will help you lose weight, so I will help you lose weight!"

After the Red Flame King solved his opponent, he joked.

On Ye Luofeng's side, she put away the Tianyue Sword, took out the Tianque Sword, condensed as the essence of the Qingming sword, and soared into the sky.

Her whole body looked like an extremely sharp sword, which made people afraid to approach.

"?Impossible... Your strength is stronger than Zhou Yuning."

The young monk's body was stiff and shivering, and he retreated.

Ye Luofeng's cultivation is already higher than that of young monks. When he was influenced by the formation before, the young monks did not gain any advantage and could only defend passively.

There was no formation at this moment, and Ye Luofeng took out the Tianque Sword, and there was no suspense in the outcome.

call out!

With one sword, the young monk was left with the huge Qingming sword cloud in front of him.

"No... I'm 'unfilial' and I'm a genius from the Immortal Temple, I can't die."

The young monk roared and reached out to touch more than a dozen acupoints on his body.

The next moment, the young monk's whole body became like metal, and a layer of dark green patterns appeared, emitting a shimmer of light, and his whole person's aura increased greatly.

He took out a round shield, held it up, poured his true energy into it, and activated a layer of earth-yellow light curtain to cover himself.

Pang!
To be continued...