Chapter 660

Although monk Yongjian had a way to resolve it, he was forced to take a step back. He stretched his hand into the glass box and drew back in an instant. He looked at Ye Lingfeng with a gloomy color behind him and said in a cold voice: "Ye Lingfeng, you're doing me a bad job again! But you're so lucky that you didn't die in shanwa! "

He didn't expect that he met Ye Lingfeng again in Yangming, and it was still at this point. What he wanted to do was repeatedly blocked by Ye Lingfeng. Now he had the heart to kill Ye Lingfeng.

"Let's count the old and the new together." If monk Yongjian doesn't mention it, ye Lingfeng's expression is also chilly.

Monk Yongjian wants to kill Ye Lingfeng, and ye Lingfeng doesn't want to kill him!

It doesn't matter if there is a conflict between grabbing things, because it is a common thing among ancient martial arts practitioners. But this thief should not, should not, should not, should not, after not getting things, talk nonsense, bring the evil water to Ye Lingfeng

When enemies meet, they are very jealous. Thinking of this, ye Lingfeng didn't hesitate. As soon as he waved his sword, he rushed to monk Yongjian.

Although Yongjian monk is only in the middle of Xuanji, ye Lingfeng doesn't despise him. A guy who can know about the elixir of Chenxiang Valley, but also wants to covet the Buddha treasure, even if it is the middle of Xuanji, how can it be the general middle of Xuanji.

And at the beginning, in Chenxiang Valley, ye Lingfeng always felt that monk Yongjian had not tried his best to preserve it.

With a sword, monk Yongjian announced a Buddha's name in a low voice, and immediately jumped up to greet Ye Lingfeng. He knew that if he didn't kill Ye Lingfeng, even if the Buddha treasure was near, he couldn't get it.

With the roar of the boxing, monk Yongjian became solemn, just like the angry eyes of King Kong. Not only that, the fists of the thief bald are quite strange. Although Ye Lingfeng's angle of sword is tricky, his fists still keep away from the edge of the sword and bombard on the face of the sword.

Keng! Keng! If ye Lingfeng didn't see it clearly, monk Yongjian was empty handed, and he didn't have anything on his hand. I can't say that he thought he was blocking with weapons.

But the more so, the more frightened Ye Lingfeng was. Monk Yongjian really has some skills. It's incredible that he can make his body so hard, almost like steel.

"Amitabha, it seems that I really belittle you. I really have some skills to escape from shanwa!" After one punch to push back Ye Lingfeng, monk Yongjian gives a cold voice, hands twist, and a strange smile appears at the corner of his mouth.

What does the dead bald donkey want to do? How can he laugh so strangely? Ye Lingfeng can't help but be stunned, some don't understand. At this point, how can monk Yongjian still laugh.

Although some doubt in his heart, ye Lingfeng still forces monk Yongjian with his sword. No matter what ghost idea monk Yongjian has in mind, as long as he has enough ability, he can be destroyed by breaking ten meetings with one effort!

But just at the moment when ye Lingfeng rushed away, monk Yongjian turned his hand slightly like he didn't see the sword light whistling. His three fingers of his right hand seemed to pick flowers, and he picked the reincarnation sword whistling towards Ye Lingfeng.

The thief is really looking for death. Aren't you afraid that I will cut off his three fingers? Ye Lingfeng sneered. Although he knew monk Yongjian's three fingers were absolutely strange, he swept away with one sword.

But what makes Ye Lingfeng tremble is that just when the blade of the sword can touch Yongjian monk's three fingers, his hand is slightly open. It's like a flower. He gently pinches the body of the sword, and then the three fingers suddenly bounce.

Hum! As soon as his fingertip touched the body of the sword, the originally stable body of the sword suddenly began to shake violently. That kind of rapid vibration speed made Ye Lingfeng's hand suddenly numb, and he released his hand holding the hilt.

Not only that, looking down, ye Lingfeng found that his tiger's mouth was torn because of monk Yongjian's three fingers' brush on the sword body, and the bloodstains trickled down his fingertips to the ground.

"Amitabha, benefactor ye, how about my finger? I don't want to have many disputes with you. You should quit here and give up robbing Buddha treasure. I can let bygones be bygones! " A punch to push back Ye Lingfeng, Yongjian monk announced the voice of Buddha, coldly way.

Fingers of flowers? This finger really looks like picking flowers. Ye Lingfeng sneered again and again, and said: "dead bald ass, which onion are you? Is the Buddha treasure your family's failure? You only want it, but I can't take it? You don't want to settle accounts with me, but I want to settle accounts with you! Fingers up, like a girl, if you don't say, I thought you were a flower picking nun

As soon as the word "bald donkey" came out, monk Yongjian's face suddenly became gloomy. Without saying a word more, he rushed directly to Ye Lingfeng, and no longer used his finger to pick flowers. Instead, he had a fierce fist, like two heavy guns, trying to blow ye Lingfeng into the dust.

Ye Lingfeng is also speechless, internal power directly pouring fist, toward Yongjian monk rushed in the past. He really wanted to see how hard monk Yongjian's fist was and whether he could resist.

Bang bang! Several fists bombarded one after another, and the sound of gas explosion kept shaking the layout of the tower. Although Ye Lingfeng has experienced the second cutting and marrow washing of chalcedony, and his flesh and bones are extremely condensed, monk Yongjian is no less able to compete with him.Where on earth is Xuankong Temple, which can harden the human body so strong? A confrontation, ye Lingfeng's fists are slightly trembling, feel flesh and sour, in the heart can't help but some tut tut.

"Ye, you are looking for death!" After a long attack, monk Yongjian was also a little angry. He didn't even bother to pronounce the name of Buddha. After a blow with Ye Lingfeng, he showed a grim smile at the corner of his mouth, and then his mouth suddenly opened, just like a fierce roar!

Roar! A bloody mouth, just like a spring thunder, a violent sound, towards Ye Lingfeng's mind. The violent sound wave, like thunder, shocked people's ears, and their spirits were in a trance.

"Dead bald ass, your mouth stinks. It's killing me!" If you are an ordinary person and you are yelled by monk Yongjian with a lion in front of you, you are afraid that your mental power will be broken. But ye Lingfeng's mental power has been merged into a divine idea. How can you be afraid of this method? You just shake your mind. When you wake up and sneer, you smash your big fist at monk Yongjian's heart.

Poof! Looking at Ye Lingfeng in disbelief, monk Yongjian couldn't bear the pain of broken chest bones. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was mixed with a little black pieces, which obviously hurt the viscera.

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