Reincarnation Master

　　 "huhu..."

　　 The shadows of fists are flying, I don't know how long it has been.

　　 The two figures separated.

　　 Fangxian’s panting sound became a little heavy, and the noise of the Yangtze River came from his body: "Old monk, amazing!"

　　In the huge pit, the monk robe of Zhifan monk shattered inch by inch, revealing jade-like skin. The stone that exploded before fell on him, and was directly shocked into powder, leaving no scars.

　　 Fangxian was also born in horizontal training, and now it is the first time I have seen someone who is harder and stronger than him!

　　‘This monk’s body protection supernatural power can directly resist the great master’s full attack. Madman Chu must be entangled by him, unable to escape, and then be hacked to death by the swordsman flying sword! ’

　　 "The donor is not bad either."

　　 Zhifan monk seals on his right hand, like the wheel of wishfulness, and casts the magic pestle with his left hand. The whole person is like the guardian Ming Wang who walked out of the myth!

　　 "It seems that I have to do real work."

　　 Fangxian stretched.

　　 At the same time, behind him, a three-eyed white tiger with evil patterns appeared, sending out a fierce tiger roar.

　　 The huge body, the black and red lines, and the hideous and strange evil eyes all brought terrible mental shocks.

"This is real?"

　　 "Mental interferes with matter, is the Great Master so strong?"

　　 "This is no longer martial arts, but magical magic!"

　　 The great masters and innate masters onlookers retreat and then retreat.

　　 Fangxian didn't care about them either. Since the "White Tiger Seven Kills Evil Skill" was promoted to the fourth level, the white tiger he condensed became even more eccentric.

As soon as 　　 appeared, even if he knew the monk, he couldn't help but feel lost.

　　 "Tiger-shaped search for claws!"

　　 Fangxian stepped out in one step, his right hand seemed to tear the heaven and the earth, fusing with the white tiger's claws.

　　噗!

　　 Under a claw, the Monk Zhifan flew back, looking at his chest.

　　 There, the golden light shattered, leaving several slight blood stains.

"not good!"

　　 Kendo man saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.

　　 Obviously, Monk Zhifan was at a disadvantage when he faced Lord Baihuxing!

　　 "Pick me again!"

　　 In the sound of laughter, the white tiger behind Fang Xian merged into his body and suddenly threw seven punches.

　　 Seven fist winds gathered in mid-air and turned into a punch.

　　 White Tiger Seven Kill Punch!

　　 Zhi Fan Seng put his hands together and slowly pushed outward, as if he was pushing an extremely heavy object.

　　 Fists and palms intersect, there is no extra energy overflowing, but Zhifan Seng takes a step back.

Snapped!

　　 A deep footprint appeared on the ground.

　　 He retreats and then backs, until seven steps, he completely dissolves the seven strengths contained in the punch just now.

　　 suddenly pale, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

　　 "Zhifan Monk, you are not my opponent."

　　 Fangxian's face looked like Gujing Wubo: "Is it dead in my hands today, or are we going together?"

　　 "Brother Buddha!"

　　 The swordsman shouted: "This person is a demon, and today is not a fair duel!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 The Monk Zhifan finally said in a deep voice: "The cloth ‘the King Kong Vows the Demon Arhat Array’!"

　　 "Respect the decree!"

　　 The 108 congenital Arhat stick monk, plus the first seat of the six bodhisattvas, who had been waiting for a long time, swooped out, surrounded the Fangxian Tuan and set up a large array.

　　 This formation is extremely strict, and it seems to connect the breath, skill, and even spirit of these monks.

"it is good!"

　　 Fangxian sighed, and the white tiger's form reappeared.

　　 This time, it was not just a mental disturbance, a thin layer of **** mist spread at the same time.

　　 "Destroy the demon!"

　　 Many arhats roared in unison, sticks out, like giants with thousands of hands and eyes.

　　The big array circulates, besieging the white tiger.

　　……

　　 "One great master, six great masters, one hundred and eight innate, form a great array..."

　　 Outside the field, Yu Longjiao's face was pale: "Fangxian, you idiot, why don't you run?"

　　 "It's a pity...The White Tiger Star is also considered a generation of outstanding people, and will eventually fall here today." The face of Fairy Ice Soul flashed with hatred next to him.

　　 "The fairy may be wrong..."

　　 The new Sect Master of the Scarlet Ape Sect next to him said quietly: "The Blood Lonely Man who was able to last nine days and nine nights back then, can this White Tiger Star last six or seven days even if he is unhelpful? You can never die today..."

　　 After all, at that time, there was not a monk who knew everything in the middle to preside over the formation!

　　……

　　 For the master, no, even for innate masters, it’s nothing if you don’t drink or eat for a few days.

　　 This unprecedented battle made them reluctant to leave.

　　 Three days later.

　　 The moon is clear.

"what?"

　　 Swordsman is a great master after all, the first one feels wrong: "Why... the innate stick monk does not appear at this time?"

　　 This is impossible.

　　 Inborn masters, originally had a long energy pulse, and he was even able to entangle with Xue Guhong for nine days and nine nights!

　　 Of course, this part is due to the formation. In the formation, not everyone has to face the enemy and can step back and rest.

　　 But in any case, it won’t happen in three days!

　　 "Is that fog thicker?"

　　 A grandmaster looked at the white tiger's face in the formation that was still alive, and suddenly he was surprised.

　　 He said, it was the blood mist near the white tiger's face.

　　It is normal to have fog in the mountains, but this kind of blood fog is very abnormal.

　　 Also, it is getting richer.

"This……"

　　 Yulong Jiao looked at the formation, equally surprised.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Suddenly, the formation stopped.

　　 Visible to the naked eye, a white tiger with three evil stripes roars at the moon.

　　 White Tiger Roaring Moon!

　　The sound waves rolled, and at the same time, I saw the innate stick monks in the formation, and their cheeks seemed to lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye~www.readwn.com~Master...disciples, disciples..."

　　 A stick monk swayed in his footsteps, and finally could not hold it, and fell down.

As soon as 　　 fell to the ground, it turned into a corpse, and it seemed that the flesh and blood had disappeared.

　　 With this moonlight, white tiger, blood fog... every monk in the formation has a horrible coolness in his heart.

　　 "The devil! The devil!"

　　 The monk Zhifan stared at Fang Xian, hissed and roared.

　　 In his opinion, Fang Xian at this time is definitely a great evil demon that is a hundred times more terrifying than Xue Guhong.

　　 "Whatever you say, I don't care anymore."

　　 Fangxian screamed loudly, and his infuriating energy didn't seem to be lost at all.

　　 At the same time, bang bang bang!

　　 Three more congenital stick monks fell to the ground and died, sitting and turning into corpses.

　　 There was a slight flaw in the King Kong Arhat Volunteer formation. Fang Xian saw it, but he ignored it and remained in the formation.

Ding!

　　 suddenly heard a sword sound.

　　A cyan sword light, flying from nowhere, must kill Fangxian's body!

　　 Kendo man!

　　 The great master finally couldn't bear it, and made an angry move!

　　 "Haha, I'm waiting for you."

　　 Fang Xian laughed, and waves of blood came out of the white tiger.

　　 This is the magical effect he realized after the Seven Kills Baihu Evil Skill was promoted to the fourth level.

　　 To put it simply, it is a force field that affects the surroundings, enough to contain the speed of the flying sword.

　　……

　　 "Really Feijian?"

　　 Yulong Jiao watched this scene, and opened his mouth: "Today's battle is bound to be sung for the world's martial arts... It is a showdown between immortals and demons! But it is shameless to be decent and decent!"