Skull Mountain, the atmosphere was still tense, Luo Wuya, Ouyang Feng, and Yun Zhiqiu confronted each other perfectly, and no one was willing to back down.
At this moment, a light suddenly flew from the sky.
When he got closer, Dun Guang restrained himself, and saw an old monk wearing a robe and holding a Zen staff walking out of it, bowing to Yun Zhiqiu:
"Poor monk Ming Chan, I have seen Benefactor Yun."
Yun Zhiqiu nodded when he saw this, and said indifferently: "'Demon Fu Zen Master' Ming Chan, I have heard of you, you seem to have had a relationship with my uncle for several years."
"The benefactor is wise."
Ming Chan smiled slightly: "In the past, Senior Yun was looking for evil spirits in the East China Sea, and he went to rest in a poor monastery.
In addition to Shenwu Sect, Chu Sheng Sect, and Yushu Sword Pavilion, some famous scattered cultivators also came to admire it, and 'Demon Fu Zen Master' Ming Chan was one of the best, and it was also an extremely rare qi refining great perfection among scattered cultivators.
But obviously, he was more friendly to the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion.
Seeing this scene, Luo Wuya thought that he had a real person from Yinshan to cover him, so he was quite calm, but Ouyang Feng on the other side couldn't help but frown.
After all, as far as he knew, this Ming Zen was not simple.
He was originally a mortal, but he worshipped Buddha in three generations and was unwavering, so he had a relationship with Buddhism, and only in this life did he get the mantle of a Buddhist monk.
With the three Buddha connections, he was extremely fast in the practice of Buddhism, and the inheritance he obtained was the most fierce and domineering "Demon Subduing Zen" among Buddhist Buddhists, so he often fought with demons, and his combat experience was extremely rich.
"Count the time, Miaozhen should come back."
Yun Zhiqiu pinched his fingers, then glanced at Yun Miaoqing, who had split in half next to him, and shook his head: "It's a pity that Miaoqing can't escape the calamity after all."
"Amitabha." Ming Chan also folded his hands when he heard this, with a worried face: "I hope Miaozhen is okay."
"Taoist friends are too worried."
Yun Zhiqiu chuckled: "It is undeniable that the 'Bloody Clothes Lord' does have some means, and he should have cultivated the Demon Sect's Xuanyin Form-Taking Method."
"But since Miaoqing is dead, Miaozhen should be fine."
"Speaking of which, this is also due to cause and effect, Miaoqing followed the demon head, but she was never humiliated by him, so she was killed by the demon today."
Ming Chan nodded when he heard this, and then looked at Fang Shi again, his thoughts changed sharply in his heart He didn't just come over to get close, but more importantly, he wanted to take the opportunity to climb the high branches of the Jade Shu Sword Pavilion, after all, if he could join a famous sect, who would want to be a casual cultivator?
At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the market.
Yun Zhiqiu immediately laughed when he saw this: "It should be that junior sister is done and has returned victorious!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the Tiandun Sword vibrating violently, and the sword light sprayed out again, opening the void, and then a figure paced out of it.
「. Huh!?"
In an instant, Yun Zhiqiu's laughter stopped abruptly.
On the other side, Ouyang Feng also looked suspicious, even Luo Wuya's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the figure in mid-air in disbelief.
「. Lu Yang! Did he survive?"
"Where is Fairy Miaozhen?"
Completely ignoring the noise around him, Lu Yang stood proudly in the air, stretched out his hand, and the Tiandun Sword that had lost its original owner immediately fell into his hands.
This is a good baby, and I have a fate with him.
In the next second, he saw Yun Zhiqiu's body transform into sword light and come directly to the edge of the market, he took a deep look at Lu Yang and said in a low voice: "I underestimated you."
Lu Yang glanced sideways: ". Are you?"
"Yun Zhiqiu, Miaozhen's senior brother." Yun Zhiqiu's face was calm: "Miaozhen's immortal path is not over, give me her true spirit, I want to send her to reincarnate."
Lu Yang paused when he heard this, and then suddenly smiled: "Fellow Taoist don't know, I am a disciple of the Holy Sect to make up for the heavens."
As soon as these words came out, Yun Zhiqiu's expression suddenly changed drastically: "What did you do to her!?"
Lu Yang ignored it and laughed: "Miaozhen Daoist is beautiful and talented, what else can I do? Naturally, I raped first and then killed!"
Yun Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and eyes, and finally showed an angry look: "Do you dare to peek at my Sword Pavilion magical powers?"
Lu Yang didn't care, and looked at him calmly: "What can you do to me?"
As soon as these words came out, Yun Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly shot out of a fierce murderous intent, but Lu Yang had no mental understanding at all, just looked up at the boundless sky.
"Gou Gou. Zhen! I can't hold on!"
At the moment of killing Yun Miaozhen, Lu Yang knew what situation he was about to face and attacked in groups, with no room for half a day!
More importantly, he clearly felt that after Yun Miaozhen's death, an invisible qi suddenly blessed his body, making his thinking clearer, his understanding greatly improved, and even the bottleneck of the ninth layer of qi refining, which had been motionless, was loosened a lot!
Lu Yang knew very well that Yun Miaozhen had to kill him.
"It's really hard to escape. That real person is intentional! Deliberately let Yun Miaozhen come to me, the original intention was to let her kill me, or let me kill her!"
This is clearly driving ducks to the shelves!
Either Yun Miaozhen killed himself and was used by the foundation-building real person behind the scenes, or he killed Yun Miaozhen himself and replaced him, there was no second way.
The real person who built the foundation, how domineering!?
It was precisely because he figured this out that Lu Yang was not interested in Yun Zhiqiu's threat, because he knew that it would be impossible to survive no matter what.
Because what that real person needs is probably a big battle, a life-and-death battle!
In that case, it would be better to be happy!
Lu Yang sighed, looked at Yun Zhiqiu again, and immediately adjusted his mentality. Thinking in a good way, at least this can be regarded as a real person valuing himself.
"I'm not afraid of your weakness, I'm afraid you're worthless."
After several lifetimes of practice, Lu Yang knew this very well: In the Holy Sect, you only have the right to live if you show the value of living!
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked forward, it was Ming Chan.
"Amitabha."
I saw him pacing forward and said loudly: "Master Lu, I think you know that you are in trouble, but the poor monk has a method that can save you from the sea of suffering."
"Oh? Save me?"
Lu Yang glanced at the other party when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Then thank you for your kindness, but I don't know what the method is in the master's mouth?"
Ming Chan folded his hands and said lightly: "Although the Taoist is trapped in the demonic path in this life and is difficult to return, after all, he has a kind heart, and the poor monk is willing to send you into reincarnation with his own hands, and when you return from the calamity in your next life, you will take the Taoist as a disciple, then the Taoist may still have hope of obtaining a righteous path achievement."
When Lu Yang heard this, he was speechless: "Send me into reincarnation with your own hands. The master wants to kill me too?"
"It's not about killing the benefactor, but about forming a bond with the benefactor."
Ming Chan had a serious face, and his old face was full of compassion: "When the benefactor is reincarnated, the poor monk will send the benefactor to Jian Ge to serve as a handyman for thirty years."
"In this way, you can cleanse the cause and effect, and practice the right path in the future."
"I'm your mother's head!"
Lu Yang laughed: "Saying a thousand and saying ten thousand, it's better to just fight. In my Holy Sect, broken bones are the best words!"
As soon as the words fell, a talisman appeared in his hand.
Return Wind Fire Talisman!
In the next second, the talisman shattered, and Lu Yang's qi machine returned to its peak in an instant, and then without saying a word, he drove the sword and slashed!
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