My Disciples Are All Villains

Vol 2 Chapter 285: Zen not Zen

Buddha rosary is a very special weapon.

Can be used as a hidden weapon, can also be self-defense ... There are many uses.

This also places high demands on the user.

Unlike the sword, you can practice the offense to the extreme.

The rosary radiated from it and formed a few black meteors in the dimly lit space.

Uh, uh ...

"I'm here." Jiang Aijian Anai helped, Long Yinjian unsheathed.

"Let him go."

Seeing Xiaoyue's impetuousness, Luzhou stopped her.

"Oh."

If the girl rushed out, too.

Does the security of the old man count on Qin Jun's waste?

...

Jiang Aijian's body flickered, forming several figures in the air.

The golden sword flies out.

Bang Bang!

Hit those flying Buddha rosaries.

The rosary bouncing.

Kong Yuan monk seems to have expected this long ago and said, "Good sword."

He saw the sword in Jiang Aijian's hand, showing his admiration.

Jiang Aijian smiled slightly and Volley flew over.

The other practitioners tried their best to resist the attack of the sword group. The strong air flow and suffocation made them breathless, and they could only watch Jiang Aijian fly past.

They are also happy to see such a scene.

But whoever wins or loses is in their favor.

Kong Yuan lightly pointed on his toes, stepped upward, standing upright.

The lower body is dark and the upper body is bright.

"Double Zen! My God--"

Anyone who has a bit of common sense knows that water and fire cannot be compatible, and yin and yang cannot coexist.

The empty space of Dakong Temple can achieve dual Zen integration!

What a gift this is.

It has long been rumored that Dakong Temple retreats from the air and retreats in order to make great progress.

Nowadays it seems that ... it is indeed a great improvement.

The crowd looked at the distance in wonder.

"No wonder the monk has the confidence to go to the altar."

"After practicing double meditation, even if the masters come, there is nothing he can do."

"Unless ... the old demon of Motiange shots."

"Xiu Yuan Xiu is a big advance, so far I dare not find revenge on Mo Tiange ... I am afraid that only the old devil can calm him. Unfortunately, this is the sword market, how can the old devil come here?"

This style of painting looks strange.

It ’s only a matter of small gates worshipping Motiange. These famous gates have the right path to Motiange?

...

When Jiang Aijian flew into the air.

An empty seal appeared on the upper body of the distant ... the golden seal.

At the same time, a knot printed on the lower body, ink color ... superimposed on top and bottom.

boom!

Bang Bang!

Jiang Aijian swordsmanship is like rain, the afterglow of the sky.

All stabbed on the knot seal.

Kong Yuan cried in a deep voice: "Get out!"

The double knot seal suddenly swells!

It looks like a spring, forcing Jiang Aijian back!

"I flash--"

Jiang Aijian suddenly realized that the old monk's defense ability was too terrible, and now he avoided its edge!

however,

The knots are printed one wide, one narrow, one loose, and one tight, as if they were drilled ten million times!

boom!

Jiang Aijian held Long Yinjian in front of him and hurry up!

Blocked the double knot seal!

The whole person flew back.

"Oh ... girl, catch me!" Jiang Aijian said.

噗通!

Jiang Aijian fell to the ground and fell to the ground with pain.

Had it not been for the shield's breath to remove most of its strength, this double settlement would have been enough to back him away from serious injuries.

"Deserve it," Xiao Jieer laughed.

Above the tombstone.

Kong Yuan continued to float.

The knot of the knot knocked Jiang Aijian back and made him very satisfied.

However, his offense did not stop there.

Buddhism rosary scattered all around shimmered in coldness and lased again.

"Does this work?"

Jiang Aijian widened his eyes, patted the ground with a single palm, a backflip, and retreated to the rear.

Xiao Jieer said, "Go on !?"

"Can't fight! I've done my best ... not his opponent at all!" Jiang Aijian waved his hands again and again.

Anyone with a good eye can see that this cargo has not exerted all its strength.

It ’s useless to practice the body, what is the best effort?

It's not time to love life.

Xiao Jie snorted softly, her thick suffocation blocked her front.

The Buddha rosary flew back.

Together, it turned into a beaded form, hanging in front of the distant monk.

"This monk isn't easy ... Jieying can actually stop my Long Yinjian." Jiang Aijian said, "I'm afraid only the older generation shot."

"Master ..." Xiao Jieer didn't take it for granted, begging for a fight.

Although she has many babies to defend herself, Luzhou is not assured ...

Jiang Aijian did not exert his full strength, but from the confrontation just now, we can see one or two.

This old monk has many killing tricks not used.

If he was allowed to seize the opportunity, the Thunder could suffer a big blow in one blow.

"Nothing." Luzhou shook his head.

Kong Yuan smiled and said, "I just figured it out, isn't it a little late? Old man said, this old sword, old man is determined to win."

Luzhou has no stubble.

"The Zen enchanted is not the real Zen ..."

"The Zen that can kill people is good Zen," Kong Yuan said. "On the whole world, only the old man cultivates double Zen."

Instead, he shook his head and sighed, "The old man thought you had any shocking method to break the seven-game array ... the old man looked at you high."

"Ok?"

Just as Luzhou raised his hand to use a critical strike card--

Hum.

Buzz.

That huge tombstone cracked.

The rubble fell.

Bang bang ...

The inscription was floating under strange energy, densely packed like mosquitoes.

Seven apertures, several times brighter than before.

When all the rubble falls--

A large bronze-colored sword suspended in the middle.

The inscriptions began to converge ... it looked like a moth fluttering at the fire, all toward the great sword.

Smoky maggots.

The Great Sword trembled as if activated by the energy of these inscriptions.

Eight chains around it ... tightly locked the blade.

Everyone was stunned.

It turns out that the eight chains are not for the tombstone, but for the great sword.

Suspended above the sky, when I saw the magic sword appearing, I was excited: "Lao Yin Yin Ren has finally paid off after all! Hahaha ..."

Haha sound shook the entire sword market.

The practitioners themselves are struggling to resist the attack of the sword group, and the sounds and sounds have retreated, and some can't hold it, and they fall on the spot.

Luzhou wanted to take away the distance ...

When he saw the great sword, he stopped.

This sword ... is weird!

Hum.

Great sword trembles!

Like to break free from the control of the chain.

Kong Yuan said in a deep voice: "Old man is welcome!"

One hundred and eighty degrees inverted, one palm swooping down!

At the same time the body fell, he caught the magic sword!

Bad breath surrounds the magic sword!

The magic sword felt invasion and provocation--

boom!

The inscriptions are scattered!

Kong Yuan glared, banged, and was forced to retreat by the inscription!

At the same time, the seven-strike array was full of light, and all the long swords around it were turned under the call of the magic sword, and quickly concentrated.

咻, 咻, 咻 ...

There are flying swords everywhere.

Kong Yuan did not expect that the magic sword was so difficult to tame, and opened a double seal on the spot.

Bang Bang!

Sword group attack empty!

The remaining Feijian attacks other practitioners!

The four great practitioners began to suffer casualties ...

This is an indiscriminate attack.

"What a terrible sword." Jiang Aijian was surprised.

"The energy that has been stored for so long, it will explode ... it is really terrible." Qin Jun praised.

At this time, countless flying swords swept through.

Little Kitty used radon again to block many flying swords.