Xiuxian is like this

It was overthrown by Fan Tianyin.

Feng Shangyin was so greedy that his chin was blurred with tears, he raised his hand and patted his forehead, opened his celestial eyes of delusional consciousness between his brows, raised a long sword in his hand, and wore a gossip-protecting heart-protecting garment, jumped into the formation and slashed at Lu Bei.

The sword light is divided into eight directions, each expressing a gossip, cut down from the eight directions, and when combined, it reverses the way of yin and yang.

Seeing this, Lu Bei did not rush, and bowed sideways: "Please turn around, baby!"

Hovering with a light, swallowing for a moment.

Feng Shangyin stood on the spot with a sword in his hand, his gossip guard was shattered, his celestial eye of delusion was bleeding, and a blood hole the size of a thumb was pierced between his brows.

He shook twice, and the sleepy soul slowly woke up, looking at Lu Bei in horror: "You, you..."

"Hey, it's quite powerful!"

"you……"

"Please turn around baby!"

"..."

"Please turn around baby!"

Turning around five times in a row, Feng Shangyin's precarious figure fell completely, the long sword he held tightly fell down weakly, and the Jiugong Bagua array returned to the appearance of a magic weapon, turning into a little white light and fleeing.

Snapped!

The golden light was shining, Lu Bei held onto the struggling and trembling scroll, and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, the pain will pass after a while, very quickly."

Strange power penetrates, wind and thunder surround, and the sun burns...

Lu Bei swept away the brand of Yuanshen in the array. Although he didn't like this magic weapon, he basically didn't need it, but he had recently emptied the inventory, so he really had no choice.

On the other side, Feng Shangyin's primordial spirit was severely whipped, and he lost his perception of the magic weapon after being seriously injured. He spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, and his whole body quickly became wilted.

The relationship between monks and magic weapons in the Mahayana period is far from simple. Taking away for a while does not mean taking away a lifetime, especially the natal magic weapon for the cultivation of life. stare.

Knowing this, Lu Bei turned his head to look at Feng Shangyin, his brows were rather unfriendly: "Jie Jie Jie, senior, you can still breathe!"

Feng Shangyin was terrified, his face was as pale as white paper, he had seen Lu Bei's simple and brutal robbery, how could he not know that the little white hair in front of him was unfathomable, it was definitely not as simple as the period of crossing the catastrophe.

A genuine Mahayana monk!

"You, you... who the hell are you?!"

Feng Shangyin hissed at the end, Lu Bei took a step forward, he took a step back, backed up, bumped into something in the boundless void.

Frightened, he turned around extremely quickly, and the fist print was infinitely magnified in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Lu Bei took away the remaining blood with a straight fist, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's only [-] million, it's not enough to fit between the teeth, I really treat my suzerain as a beggar, if it wasn't for the bad harvest recently, I wouldn't even bother throwing this stinky money on the ground earn."

While speaking, he punched Feng Shangyin's chest again, raised his hand and smeared bright red on his body indiscriminately.

Before the blood is dry, one can be deceived.

At this time, Feng Shangyin, who was lying in the void, woke up from the severe pain. Seeing Lu Bei's operation, he immediately reacted. If we die together, we won't let you harm Brother Xiongchu."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's amazing that you died heroically, how could you die together?"

Lu Bei continued to output disdain, crushing Feng Shangyin's soul and body, and then crushing his self-esteem: "Please be mature, be a little self-aware, you are already at the stage of Mahayana, do you still use this suzerain to teach this truth? "

After speaking, he kicked away.

"Go to hell!"

Feng Shangyin rolled around twice, exhausted, panting heavily, seeing Lu Bei ready to go, wanting to trick another person into the pit, he gritted his teeth and took out a picture scroll from his bosom.

"Please ancestor..."

Bang!

Straight punch.

Feng Shangyin: ...

"Yes, he is a man!"

Lu Bei retracted his fists, and slowly pushed the picture scroll away: "Your character is not bad, you have a bit of the integrity and loyalty of the suzerain, I will keep the formation map for you first, and I will return it to you after negotiating the price."

On the scroll, the brush and ink are scribbled, and a group of people raise their glasses to invite the bright moon, with a few simple strokes to outline, freehand and rhyme, but it does not lose shape.

"The painting skills are average, I hope I don't have a book."

Lu Bei glanced at it, and saw that the painting was probably someone like the founder of the Zhenyuan Pavilion. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and learned how to use it, so he stuffed it in his arms without paying much attention.

Let it go, something is better than nothing!

His body shook, his face was like gold paper, he clutched his chest and fell out of the void at the same time as Feng Shangyin.

The two figures fell to the ground, Xiao Baimao, who was seriously injured, held the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand, he was already at the end of his strength, Feng Shangyin was even more miserable, he didn't even wake up after grabbing the ground with his head.

On the left and right, Xuanlong and all the monks from Xiongchu gasped in unison.

Xuanlong: We won... Who the hell is this person?

Xiongchu: A cultivator in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage surpassed a great realm to defeat the Mahayana Stage, and the Zhao Family of Xuanlong is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

On Xiongchu's side, seeing Xiao Baimao's dismal appearance, only a breeze away from falling down, many people thought of taking advantage of his danger.

Shen Ruohai frowned slightly, and received a few audio transmissions asking for instructions, politely asking her if she had the intention to make a contribution, if not, everyone would share the credit.

Before Shen Ruohai could reply, Gu Yuanping next to him suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.

She looked puzzled, and got a cautious and cautious warning look.

"Life is worse than death on this road. Even if you take a step, you will never return. It takes a lifetime to heal."

"???"

Shen Ruohai was full of question marks. She and Gu Yuanping had known each other for many years, and she knew that the other party would not talk nonsense. She had no intention of ending the scene herself, but when Gu Yuanping said this, she immediately became interested.

Set your mind down and examine carefully, Xiao Baimao's appearance is not fake, and his realm is even more clear. He has completed the four levels of tribulation, and he is not a monk in the Mahayana period.

That's right!

"who is the next?"

Lu Bei swayed on the demon-slaying sword, stabilized his figure with tenacious perseverance, waved his hand to stop Zhao Yanye who was about to go forward, and looked at the Xiongchu camp with unyielding eyes: "The master of Zhenyuan pavilion is ordinary, and he has practiced all his life. With all the prestige in his mouth, he fell down before I could use my strength. Even he can make a great reputation in Xiongchu, so it can be seen that you are nothing more than that. Who is the next one? No matter how many times I come, I won’t frown.”

"The little thief is arrogant!"

"The madman used magic weapons to fight fiercely, and the pavilion master was caught in your scheme because he didn't notice for a while, and waited for a certain family to meet you."

"It's just a demon-slaying sword. Your sword is sharp, but my sword is not bad!"

"Amitabha--"

The Buddha's name suppressed the audience, and Zhengqing walked out of the crowd with his hands clasped together: "Benefactor Lu, you are a generation of great supernatural powers, and you have already transcended the mundane world and achieved immortality, why bother to tease these ordinary people."

Chapter 782 Buddha is a great evil, I am hell

"Where did the monstrous monk come from? He forced himself to express his sorrow for writing new words, and actually said something that people couldn't understand."

Lu Bei snorted coldly, exerted too much force, lowered his head and coughed a few times, his face became even paler, he straightened his back obstinately, "Who else can't make it, and if I can't make it, I'll go back to recuperate!"

"Someone will meet you!"

A burly man stepped out, the leopard's eyes were filled with thunder and mist, blood burst and drums roared, and the dragon and tiger walked like a big furnace burning, burning the surrounding space and distorting it to pieces.

Why did you just cross the catastrophe period, the Mahayana period over there, don't you plan to make a move?

Lu Bei glanced at Shen Ruohai, the limited ups and downs reminded him of the extraordinarily flat Qinglong.

Having said that, where is Qinglong, Xuanwu has played, why don't you express it?

"A certain Ben Leimen Wen..."

"It's alright, Mr. Zhao is not interested in your last name or name. Now that things are up, let's use your fist to speak!" Lu Bei snorted coldly, swung his sword to cut open the void, and staggered into it.

The big man who has not yet reported his name was furious, and then stepped into the void.

After a cup of tea.

Lu Bei stumbled out of the void, kicked the smoking charcoal beside his feet, and panted, "Yes, I'm capable, but that's all. Who's next?"

"I'll fight you!"

After a cup of tea.

"The lunatic don't make any noise, and learn the master's supernatural powers."

After a cup of tea.

"..." xN

No one clamored anymore, and now, the fool also figured out that something was wrong.

Xiongchu's side looked weird, and all the monks whispered, staring at 'little white hair' suspiciously, no matter how miserable he was, they all remained rational and resolutely refused to be fooled.

There is no need to cut it!

Lu Bei sighed, the world of cultivating immortals was too mature, and it was too difficult for him to earn some experience as an honest man.

That being the case, he had a showdown.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, revealing his original appearance. In the unbelievable perception of all the monks, the aura of the fourth level of transcending catastrophe plummeted all the way, and stabilized at the great perfection of the refining realm. After a pause, it rose to the initial stage of integration.

"..." xN

What kind of supernatural power is this, the realm changes as soon as it is said, and they can't even see the slightest clue?

In the crowd, whispering.

Not only Xiongchu's side, Xuanlong's side is also muttering, the strength is as powerful as Zhao Yixian and Shen Ruohai, each of them sacrificed their supernatural powers to see through the falsehood, but they didn't see anything, God will not lie, the initial stage of fusion is genuine.

"Tao follows nature, ten thousand ways meet."

Zhengqing opened his mouth to answer everyone's doubts: "Before I heard that benefactor Lu had a great opportunity and realized the unity of heaven and man. From then on, the heavenly calamity will not be added to the body, all dharmas and evils will not be invaded, there will be no decline and no calamity. If you don't believe me, when I saw him today, I realized that Benefactor Lu really has great wisdom."

There was an uproar, the realm of the unity of man and nature was illusory, and it was not within the realm of step-by-step progress. Everyone only heard about it, or glimpsed a few words in ancient books, and it was the first time seeing a real person face to face.

Curious, and somewhat impulsive.

"It turns out that he is Lu Bei of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the inheritor of the Immortal Sword Intent. He really has an extraordinary appearance. No wonder when Pindao saw him for the first time, he felt a kind of unspeakable convincing. It turned out that it was because of the unity of heaven and man."

"Isn't Sect Master Lu one of his own? He was the one who unraveled the curse of the Gu family's bloodline before. Why did he stand by Xuanlong's side?"

"If he is one with man and nature, then being one with him is the same as being one with man and nature as a poor nun?"

Lord Xinli glared at him.

On Lu Bei's side, he heard that someone was about to get married, so he subconsciously glanced at it.

The plump Minnie, who was still far from the average one, immediately looked away.

He, Lu, can achieve today's achievements because of a drop of blood and sweat. The most annoying monks who don't practice well, think about speculation all day long and go through the back door, have no self-awareness at all.

After a brief shock, You Yuanji King broke the whispers, waved a bag of Qiankun Ring, and shouted loudly: "Sect Master Lu, Xiao Wang has been looking for you for a long time."

Again, Ditu raccoon understands Xinyuehu.

It's a pity that because of the intelligence, Ditu raccoon didn't know that Xinyuehu was promoted to Beixuanwu. Now that Lu Bei has become a big man with status, he no longer cares about adding money.

Qiankun Jie looked familiar, at first glance it was a treasure lost in Tianjianzong's arsenal, and he would pick it up later.

Here, King Yuanji yelled a few times but failed to get a response, so he decisively summoned King Yuanxuan and asked him to take the Qiankun Ring and leave quickly.

King Yuanxuan frowned, and tried to drag Lord Xinli away with him, but failed, and sank into the black mountain, disappearing without a trace.

At high altitude thousands of miles away, the black-winged golden-eyed eagle flapped its wings and chased after it.

"Amitabha, Sect Master Lu and Xiongchu Moni are friends. The poor monk thought you would stand by and watch, but I didn't expect you to help Xuanlong stand opposite Xiongchu." Zhengqing shook his head and sighed with pain on his face.

You old monk, why are you jumping around?

Lu Bei suppressed his doubts, and said righteously: "Xuanlong has resisted the monster race in the northern border for thousands of years, every inch of the city wall and an inch of blood, with me Wu Zhou, with you Xiongchu, even Qi Yan who is not here today has a great kindness. My suzerain The mouth is stupid, and it is not as good as the masters and eminent monks who can speak well, but the principles of being a human being are always kept in mind and dare not be forgotten, Xiongchu has gone too far this time."

"There are also those ridiculous people who are trying to use money to make money for this suzerain, but they don't know that a gentleman loves money in a proper way, and he doesn't think about the sincerity of this suzerain, can it be earned with a few stinky money?"

There were applause and applause behind him, Lu Bei stood firm on the moral high ground, and looked at Zhengqing: "Master, do you think this suzerain's words are justified?"

"The poor monk saw an eagle and went after it..."

"Master, please don't speak Zen language. This suzerain is stupid, and I can't understand it or understand it!"