The battle was fought on both sides, and on one side was a bald monk wearing a gray and shabby Taoist robe, with a big face in the square and young appearance, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

The young monk had a very strong vitality, and a thick layer of golden light was condensed on his body, and his true energy was very attained to protect his body.

On the other side, there are three people, two men and one woman.

The man in the head had long hair disguised, looked in his forties, with his hands behind his back, standing on the side watching, and not taking action.

The other man and the other woman were a man in his thirties and a woman in his twenties, and two were besieging the young monk.

One of them practiced Taoist skills, and the other one practiced the magical skills, one left and one right, and attacked with all their strength.

Unfortunately, no matter how the two of them took action, they could not harm the young monk.

Ye Xiong looked at him from a distance, frowned slightly, and had an unexpected expression on his face.

The three people who fought were all very strong and were definitely not under the fire. The young monk seemed to have enough energy and never tried his best.

Although the head of the three people who were watching never took action, in terms of momentum, they were definitely above the other two.

These four people must have the ability to break through the ascendant channel and go to the ascendant platform. I don’t know why they stayed here.

"Boss, this little monk is so powerful that he can't beat it." said the man in the battle.

"Monkey Beixu is famous. If it is so easy to deal with, I don't have to come in person." said the long-haired man who is called the boss.

"Boss, you can do it, we can't beat it." The woman said.

When Ye Xiong heard this name, he immediately thought about the identity of this person.

Isn’t Monk Beixu the monk who Lu Yao wanted to assassinate?

At that time, Lu Yao went to the abyss of Hell to assassinate Beixu. Unexpectedly, Beixu left early and met Ye Xiong instead.

Ye Xiong once heard Lu Qingshan say that in order to cultivate his mind, Monk Beixu has cultivated his mind for three hundred years in the abyss of hell. Now it seems that he is indeed very strong.

"Amida Buddha, three donors, the little monk has no grudges and no grudges with you, I don't know why he was trying to force each other." Beixu bowed with both hands and said politely.

"Little monk, we look down on you, and ordinary people can't even catch our eyes!"

The woman giggled, her voice full of charming tone. She knew that the voice was full of confusion.

Unfortunately, this level of illusion has no effect on Beixu.

"The little monk is just an unknown man. How can he catch your eyes? I hope you will show mercy and not make things difficult for the little monk." Beixu said politely.

"I think we won't make things difficult for you. Just take this pill and we won't make things difficult for you." The long-haired man smiled.

"I have no grudges and grudges with you, why should I take your pills?"

"If you don't agree, how can you be obedient?"

"Amida Buddha, please ask the three donors to stop, otherwise, don't blame the little monk for being rude." Beixu put his palms together.

"Sister is waiting for you to be rude. Come on, little monk, show me rude!" The woman raised her chest and giggled.

"Occured."

Beixu's palms combine with each other, secretly activate the vitality, and the light on his body is bright.

A solemn, strict, majestic and golden appearance appeared above his head.

There are four faces in the Dharma image, and each face is different.

The four faces of compassion, mercy, joy and anger are the Brahma Dharma that Ye Xiong once practiced.

The Brahma Dharma image is a type of Buddhist Dharma image, and it is very powerful.

Ye Xiong also practiced at the beginning, but because of the stronger wrathful body Dharma appearance, he gave up the Brahma Dharma appearance.

Judging from the degree of solidification of the Northern Void Dharma, he has cultivated the Brahma Dharma to a very high level.

Strength must not be underestimated.

The eight arms of the Dharma Image appeared in the air, and suddenly they palmed out at the same time, and golden large handprints rushed towards the two of them.

Because the action was too fast, layers of palm shadows were formed, and Buddha light shone everywhere.

"Sanniang, Li Kui, be careful, this is the Brahma Dharma image." The long-haired man made a sound reminder and shouted: "Avoid his sharpness and don't block it."

In addition to the reminder of the long-haired man, Sanniang and Li Kui blocked and retreated, and finally broke the layers of Buddhist shadows.

"You are not my opponent. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being polite." Beixu said again.

The long-haired man knew that the two subordinates were not opponents, and he would not be able to keep Beixu unless he stood up.

"You two retreat." The leader ordered.

Sanniang and Li Kui were relieved and quit the battlefield.

A very powerful demonic energy surged from the long-haired man, and the cloak floated up on his body. His long hair was floating, and a very terrifying power of law was condensing.

The next moment, he soared into the sky and headed towards Beixu with powerful pressure.

The entire space was cracked like glass because of his terrible pressure.

"Beixu, take me a knife."

There was a semicircular black scimitar in the man's hand.

It is not so much a scimitar as a sickle, with red inscriptions flowing on the body, which is very strange.

"The Beiming Demon Blade is actually such a magical artifact." Ye Xiong was a little surprised.

Beiming Blood Blade is also a magical artifact. When it was ranked in the first realm, it almost entered the top ten and finally lost to Zuo Buwei's Tianbo.

Unexpectedly, this man had such a magical tool in his hands.

"I'll see, how many moves can you stop me."

The man cut out the blood blade in his hand, and the wheels of slashes like crescent moons were slashed out from the blade, turning into red moonlight wheels, and they were densely slashed towards Beixu, covering the sky and densely packed, unable to avoid it.

Beixu's face became solemn, his palms were slapped tightly with his hands.

The continuous palm prints collided with the wheel slash, shooting dazzling sparks.

As soon as the two of them took action, they were earth-shaking magical powers. Even Ye Xiong was secretly surprised when he saw them.

This level of strength is already at the level of Ren Xiaoyao. Unexpectedly, there are such masters in this Shushan area.

He didn't take action, and wanted to see who lost and who won.

Monk Beixu has very pure and thick vitality. Compared with the leader, the magical powers of the man in the lead are even more bizarre and changeable.

The two of them fought to the point of a complete setback, but it was difficult to decide the outcome.

However, judging from the situation on the field, the long-haired man still has an advantage. After all, he still has two subordinates watching and can join the battlefield at any time.

Sanniang and Ma Kui were watching and there seemed to be no intention of taking action.

After the two fought for half an hour, Sanniang suddenly took action.

A green light shot out from the sleeves, and shot towards the north at a speed that the naked eye could not see.

The choice of opportunities was too tricky. It took half an hour and there was no chance, which was greater than the chance of this second.

This woman's grasp of opportunities is really accurate.

Beixu and the long-haired man were in the midst of a fierce battle. He didn't expect her to shoot a cold arrow secretly. He realized that it was too late.

Just when he was secretly crying that it was not good, a stream of light fell from the sky and fell behind him. He grabbed the tiny poison needle in his palm with his right hand.

"Isn't it too cruel to start a sneak attack at this time? I'll give it to you again?"

Ye Xiong snorted coldly, and shot Sanniang at a faster speed than before.
Chapter completed!