"Saint, King Shu Dao fights Bai Tianyu!"

In the secret room, a man in black who was holding a sword came to Zi Hanyue and reported.

Upon hearing this news, Zi Hanyue's eyes froze.

"Let Xiaolan get faster, I'll go there and see the situation!"

Zi Hanyue stood up and walked forward, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, "We may have been targeted!"

The man in black next to him was stunned, not understanding Zi Hanyue's words.

"We know that the Dharma King will return to Qingcheng to attack Bai Tianyu. Do you think the people of Beizhen Fushi and Tantric Buddhism do not know?"

"Maybe they deliberately chased the Dharma King and were waiting for the Dharma King here, and they might have found our side!"

Zi Hanyue said analyzing.

Upon hearing this, the man holding the sword's eyes sank.

"Saint, I'll go out and have a look. You're ready to leave the secret passage."

The man holding the sword spoke.

Zi Hanyue nodded and watched the man holding the sword walk out of the secret room.

Inside the manor.

The man holding the sword looked like a man glanced around and suddenly looked at him. He stopped and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

As his words fell.

A white figure swept directly into the manor.

The person who came was wearing a white monk's robe and looked very young, but the man in the black robe holding a sword suddenly changed his face when he saw the other party.

"Monkey Wuwo of the Buddha's son in Qinglong Temple!"

The man holding the sword was filled with shock.

"I didn't expect that Donor Han actually knew the little monk. He should know the purpose of the little monk. He also asked the saint to come out and talk!"

The young monk who appeared spoke.

"If you want to meet the saint, you must pass this level first. I really want to see you. As one of the three great Buddhist sons of Qinglong Temple, your strength is yours!"

The man in black holding a sword was talking, and he grabbed the long sword in his hand and emitted a surging sword intent, and a murderous aura was filled with the sword intent.

This murderous aura locked in the monk Wumeng in front of him.

When the other party's sword energy locked in, the pupils shrank slightly.

When the opponent locked him with one sword, he could sense the opponent, locked all his action routes, and the sword energy locked his key points everywhere.

You can take action anytime.

Swish!

The man holding the sword flashed in his eyes in an instant, and then his body moved and he rushed towards the monk Wuwo.

The long sword in his hand turned into a sword light to cover the monk Wuwo. For a moment, sword lights were everywhere in the manor in the night.

The monk Wuwo turned his footsteps, raised his palm, and a golden light appeared in his palm.

The palms collide with the sword light.

Dangdang!

It makes a sound of metal and iron collision.

After the sound, the sword light became denser, like a heavy rain, attacking Monk Wuwei.

The monk Wuwo was walking through the sword light like a shadow, and his palms collided with the sword light from time to time, and a tinging sound erupted in the sword rain.

For a moment, the two were in a stalemate.

Sudden!

The sword energy in the man holding the sword, the originally dense sword energy instantly converged, and a cold sword energy burst out, like a poisonous snake, stabbing at the ego like lightning.

"Vajra Prajna!"

The monk Wuwo Wu shouted softly, and a golden air shield appeared in front of him.

The long sword collided with the air mask, and cracks appeared on the air mask, but the figure of the monk Wuwo had already taken a few steps back.

Leave the attack range of the sword.

"King Kong Roar!"

The monk Wuwo shouted softly, and suddenly a wave of air formed as a roar like thunder, bombarded the man holding the sword.

The powerful airflow and the attack of sound waves made him pause.

In this moment of salvation.

The monk Wuwo took action.

"Great Prajna Palm!"

He attacked the man holding the sword with his palm.

A huge force burst out from his palm, and the powerful airflow suppressed the surrounding air and made people suffocate.

The man holding the sword stared.

The other party's palm covered him and locked his retreat. He knew that if he retreated with this move, the subsequent continuous palm force would sweep towards him like a heavy rain.

His eyes turned cold, without any dodging, he raised his palms and held the sword in both hands, and all the power in his body poured into the sword.

Then he jumped up and slashed out with a sword.

The sword light turned into a sword energy of several feet and attacked the other party's palm.

Bang!

Two forces collided.

The two men retreated violently at the same time. After retreating violently, the man holding the sword stepped on the ground and turned around to escape to another place.

But as his steps moved.

A middle-aged monk wearing a brown monk's robe appeared behind him.

The middle-aged monk's skin was bronzed and emitted a violent fluctuation of power.

"The Viagra Seal!"

After the monk appeared, he stepped on the ground and rushed towards the man holding the sword like an arrow.

And the man holding the sword with his palm slapped at the sword, was so fast and powerful that he collided with the air and made a harsh sound.

The man holding the sword froze and the long sword in his hand was immediately cut out.

Bang!

The sword energy collided with the palm print, and the man holding the sword was shocked and took several steps back.

"Qinglong Temple, Vajra Courtyard's Arbitration!"

The man holding the sword looked at the person who appeared, and his mind changed drastically.

"Leave him to me, go chase after that Zi Hanyue!"

The middle-aged monk who appeared spoke.

The monk Wuwo glanced at the man holding the sword and walked out of the room just now.

But the man holding the sword would not let them leave.

"The sword energy is everywhere!"

He flew into the air, then slashed out with one sword, and the sword energy he slashed into a sword rain all over the sky, covering the two of them.

Monk Wuwo was also attacked by the sword energy and could only turn around to block the sword energy.

"court death!"

After blocking the sword, the middle-aged monk shouted loudly, and a layer of golden light appeared all over his body, and he was like a Vajra to kill the man holding the sword.

The sword energy was directly dispersed by him and appeared in front of the man holding the sword.

He looked like a gaze, hugged each other hard, and smashed it directly at the man holding the sword.

"not good!"

The man holding the sword sensed the huge power of this attack. He wanted to avoid this attack, but the monk who took action did not give him a chance at all.

He can only take the opponent's move head-on.

The sword in his palm turned, and the sword filled with sword energy collided with the opponent's fist.

boom!

The ground under his feet was shattered, blocking the long sword of his fist, sending waves of force, making his arms feel like they were about to crack.
To be continued...