Stunning beauty

On the banks of Luoshui.

The place of peace talks agreed by Dashang and Mobei.

Before the two sides of the peace talks arrived, the battle between Buddhist brothers and sisters had already started.

Moreover, the fight was very intense.

You die and I live!

Li Ziye, as the only outsider, started to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers when the little monk held back the big monster.

Li Ziye admits that the little monk is a little bit better than him now, but the little monk is definitely not as good at cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers as he is.

Because he is fast enough!

In the battle situation between the two sides, the two tacitly understood each other to perform their own tasks, and no one disturbed the other.

Fa Hai was seriously injured, and Beku first rushed to help, and joined hands with Xichan to fight against Sanzang.

The two heads of Qingdeng Temple are extraordinary in strength, but Sanzang is even stronger!

Everyone in the Qingdeng Temple who had tasted Tianjiao's welfare deeply felt the horror of Tianjiao's betrayal and becoming an enemy.

On the other side of the battle, the remaining twelve Buddhist King Kongs gave up forming an formation to trap the Buddha, and instead joined forces to delay Li Ziye, who had intervened in the internal struggle of the Buddhist sect.

The twelve strong men from the four realms don't need to be distracted to form an array, and there are more than one level of strong combat power.

It is a pity that failure to make the most correct decision when the number of people is the largest is doomed to the failure of Buddhists.

Fighting is not just about addition and subtraction of cultivation base and number of people at any time.

Judging the situation between the enemy and ourselves and making a correct response are also the key to victory or defeat.

This is why Li Ziye is so afraid of Tantai Jingyue.

Good judgment, not everyone has the ability.

In the battle situation, Li Ziye's figure was inconstant, and his speed was extremely fast. With a sword in his hand, he constantly switched between domineering and extreme speed.

A pair of twelve, relying on the suppression of speed, has the upper hand.

"Combine!"

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable, one of the stick monks yelled and reminded, "Twelve heavens!"

With one word, the other eleven Buddhist King Kongs understood and formed formation immediately.

The long stick traps the enemy, and the battle situation keeps shrinking, suppressing the opponent's speed.

The situation of the battle has a tendency to reverse in an instant.

"Twelve Heavens Gate Formation?"

In the middle of the battle, Li Ziye stopped, with a look of coldness in his eyes, and said, "Let's make an axe."

In front of him, he casts the Taoist formation, courting death!

Although the world's martial arts came out of Taoism, isn't it a bit too much to copy them without changing their names?

While thinking, Li Ziye stepped on one of the stick monks instead of retreating.

A long stick followed, blocking his way forward.

Li Ziye reached out and grabbed the ring stick, and pulled it hard, dragging one of the Buddhist King Kong into the battle.

However, the reason why the formation is called a formation is because of the tacit cooperation of others.

When Li Ziye was about to defeat the twelve Buddhist Vajras one by one, two long sticks pierced through the air, full of strength and extremely domineering.

Unfortunately.

The formation of the twelve Buddhist King Kongs is the formation of Taoism.

No one in the world is more familiar with Taoist martial arts and formations than the Li family.

Jie stick approached, Li Ziye smiled coldly, stepped back half a step, and at the same time, his shoulder slammed into the stick monk who had been dragged into the battle before.

With a huge impact, the figure of the stick monk flew out.

Seeing this, the two Buddhist kings in the rear turned their long sticks around and used them to catch people.

Unexpectedly.

this moment.

In front of the three Buddhist King Kongs, Li Ziye's figure was already in shape, and he stomped hard, smashing the flying stick monk into the ground.

The long sticks in the hands of the two Buddhist Vajras were immediately crushed under the stick monk.

In an instant, Li Ziye swung the Chunjun sword in his hand, sealing his throat with one sword.

In an instant.

Blood gushed out, dyeing Luoshui red.

The two died, and the Twelve Heavens Gate Formation broke instantly.

On the ground, the trampled stick monk wanted to get up, but saw a foot fall from the sky, with a thud, the Buddha's body sank half a foot into the ground again.

Under the violent impact, blood gushed out from the corner of the stick monk's mouth, severely wounding his whole body.

"Nine left."

Li Ziye stepped on the stick monk, looked at the nine people around him, and said coldly, "Little bald donkey, I have killed half of them here, how can you help?"

"Need not!"

On the other side of the battle, Sanzang was alone facing the combination of Xichan and Beiku, the two heads of Qingdeng Temple, while responding to the enemy, he responded casually, "Young monk can still hold on."

"Then go on!"

Li Ziye responded, and his figure flew past, killing the other nine people.

Outside the battle, Fa Haiyun forced Fo Yuan to suppress the injuries in his body. He was furious when he saw the two battles in front of him who were all at a disadvantage.

They were only a little bit short, and they were able to capture the traitor Sanzang and return to his command, all because of this kid!

"Master Fahai."

During the battle, while dealing with the remaining nine stick monks, Li Ziye said, "Are you going to heal until these people are all dead?"

Outside the battle, Fa Hai's face changed after hearing the provocative words of the kid in front.

"Masters, I'm not telling you, what are you doing with that little monthly money? You know Master Hai, and knowing how to advance and retreat is the key to a long life."

Li Ziye took the life of another stick monk with a sword, and at the same time kept provoking and mocking.

Now that there are fewer people and the pressure is much less, he can finally spray. He has endured it for a long time.

In the two battles, the two Buddhist heads and the eight Buddhist King Kongs all stared at the former's words. Although they didn't say anything, the fighting style obviously changed.

Between moves, seven points are reserved, life-saving is the main priority, and no longer so desperately.

Immediately.

The pressure on Li Ziye and Sanzang has more than doubled.

In the battle situation on the other side.

Sanzang felt the changes in the two heads of Qingdeng Temple, and he was deeply moved.

Brother Li opened his mouth, it was really sharper than the sword in his hand.

"retreat!"

After fighting for a few more moves, Xi Chan and Bei Ku looked at each other, and immediately gave an order to retreat.

In the two battles, the Buddhists who had no intention of fighting anymore immediately got away and left quickly.

Fa Hai followed behind the crowd, his expression extremely ugly.

"Amitabha."

By the Luoshui River, Sanzang saw the Buddhists who surrounded and killed him leave, he recited the Buddha's name softly, and immediately spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Little bald donkey, are you alright?"

Li Ziye waved his sword away, stepped forward, and said with concern, "If you have a last word, say it quickly."

"roll!"

Sanzang couldn't bear it any longer, and sweared for the first time in his life.

"Ah."

Li Ziye smiled lightly when he heard this, and said, "You can still swear, it proves that it's okay, little bald donkey, you are amazing, you can survive so long facing so many people by yourself."

"Amitabha, the little monk is already very powerful."

Sanzang clasped his hands together, and with a rare smile on his face like a child, he responded, "The title of one of the Four Great Heavenly Talents, my little monk, didn't come just by chance."

"Praise you a few words, you are still breathing."

Li Ziye saw that the little bald donkey was not humble at all, and said angrily, "Heal your wounds quickly, and I will protect you."

"Ah."

Sanzang responded without further words, and sat cross-legged by the river, concentrating on healing.

Li Ziye stood quietly, staring at the north, his eyes narrowed slightly.

What a coincidence, those acquaintances from three years ago all came around the same time.

However, these people in Qingdeng Temple are just appetizers, not worth mentioning.

The real trouble is yet to come.

In the sky, the setting sun is setting.

north.

Clanking horseshoes, the Mobei peace talks team headed by Tantai Jingyue, Helan Maharaja and others finally arrived.