Chapter 1002

PS: there are too many relatives who are away from home every day during the Spring Festival, so there are three chapters to update every day. Yesterday, relatives didn't have Internet, so they didn't update. I'm sorry. By the end of the Spring Festival, Scorpion will be back to four chapters every day, and there will be an outbreak at that time. Finally, I wish you all a happy New Year!

"Master really loves to joke. Mole ants still live secretly. Let me insist again and use my internal power to force out the poison." Ye Lingfeng smiles awkwardly. He looks at Yongjian and Shangdao, but his eyes are fixed on the reincarnation sword.

Use your internal power to force the blood of monsters. Isn't that a way to die! Hearing Ye Lingfeng's words, monk Yongjian kept on smiling. He followed Ye Lingfeng's eyes and saw the reincarnation sword on the ground. He went to pick up the sword, shook a few sword flowers in the air, and then said with a smile, "this sword is really good. Benefactor Ye's time is coming, so I will try my best to accept it for you, so as not to make the treasure dust."

What's more, Xuankong Temple is exactly the same. When seeing the corpse of the god man, the head of Qinian also has the same expression as monk Yongjian, saying that the corpse is related to his Buddhism. Now the dead donkey is the same. It's really shameless. He's really a Buddhist like monk Liujing. He's kind-hearted.

In the heart secretly scolds at the same time, leaf Ling breeze in the heart suddenly emerges one silk happy idea. Because he felt the toxicity of samsara wood, it seemed that there was a sign of forcing the blood from the body. Although this result let Ye Lingfeng is very disappointed, but at this moment, this feeling, for him, is no different from the drowning man caught a straw.

"Benefactor ye, you are in such pain. Let me give you a ride to get rid of your troubles." Monk Yongjian seems very satisfied with reincarnation sword. He weighs it in his hand. Then he points the sword at Ye Lingfeng's neck and makes a few strokes. He seems to be thinking about where to lay the sword so that ye Lingfeng can die faster.

"Master, it's really chilling for me to say that. You and I know each other. How can I let you break the killing precepts?" Ye Lingfeng knew that it was important to delay time. He gave a wry smile and then said, "well, I'm going to die. It's good to leave things to the master. Master, look at this ring in my hand. It's also very good. "

Yongjian monk didn't expect that ye Lingfeng would take the initiative to hand things over, which made him a little alert. But when his eyes fell on the storage ring in Ye Lingfeng's hand, he immediately recognized that it was the one that Taoist yunning had brought.

If you think about ye Lingfeng's current situation, monk Yongjian will understand what ye Lingfeng means. It should be that the boy is afraid of killing him, so he wants to take all his things out in exchange for his life.

Ye Lingfeng, I didn't expect you to have today! Thinking of Ye Lingfeng taking xiangyunguo from him when he was in shanwa, and thinking about this boy taking away his Buddha's relics and his girdle when he was in Yangon, monk Yongjian is not angry. However, when he thought of the fact that Feng Shui had turned into something that he had captured Ye Lingfeng, he was very happy.

At the same time, he made up his mind to let Ye Lingfeng taste the pain he felt at that time. Let Ye Lingfeng hand over the things first, and then kill Ye Lingfeng with a sword. Then it will be regarded as revenge.

"How kind of you..." Monk Yongjian sighed, then shook his head and said, "but since it's benefactor Ye's kindness, I'm not respectful. Please take it off and give it to me."

Although he has made up his mind, monk Yongjian also knows that ye Lingfeng is very crafty, but he doesn't dare to pick the ring himself. Instead, he asks Ye Lingfeng to take it down and throw it to him.

"The master still can't believe my sincerity. I'll take it down myself." With a bitter smile, ye Lingfeng forced himself to move his right hand to his chest, and then held the ring in his left hand, trying to take it off.

But after several times, ye Lingfeng didn't succeed in picking the ring, and he was panting.

"Boy, don't play tricks with me any more. Take off the ring as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame the Buddha for going to the paradise." Seeing that ye Lingfeng didn't take off the ring, monk Yongjian gradually felt that something was wrong and said angrily.

Yes! At the moment when monk Yongjian's voice fell, ye Lingfeng also felt that samsara wood had forced the monster's blood out of his body and was condensing into a small blood drop in his chest.

"Master, what are you doing in such a hurry? Am I working hard?" Although in the heart ecstasy, but ye Lingfeng or a face of flesh pain expression, while talking, hand slightly moved up, the monster blood drops pinch in the hand, said: "I'll give it to you."

Ye, you have such a day!

Looking at Ye Lingfeng who has taken off the ring, monk Yongjian's eyes are all shining, and he has swept away. His heart is so cool that he feels the humiliation he suffered in Yangon that day.

Whoosh! After taking off the ring, ye Lingfeng threw it out. Monk Yongjian sneered. He didn't doubt him. He reached out and held the ring with the sound of breaking the air. But at the moment when the ring arrived, he suddenly felt a chill in his palm.

And when he opened his palm to see, he found that there was a drop of red blood coming with the ring. Not only that, but the drop of blood got into his body with the speed of naked eye.What's more, he was overcast by the boy named ye again! However, as long as the demon blood enters the body, it will blend with the blood. The more internal force is used to force, the more violent the resistance will be. How did he force it out? Seeing this scene, without waiting for monk Yongjian to cut off his palm with his sword, he felt a strange heat flow along his arm and quickly spread to all parts of his body.

"Ye, I'll fight with you!" Monk Yongjian is very aware of the toxicity of the blood of monsters. As soon as it touches his body, it will spread all over his body. Even if he cuts off his palm, it's too late. He immediately holds the reincarnation sword and sweeps it to Ye Lingfeng's throat.

"Fight with me?" Ye Lingfeng sneered and looked into monk Yongjian's eyes like an idiot. He said faintly, "take my sword and kill me. Do you think it will listen to you?"

Is the sword obedient? Yongjian monk a Leng, some don't understand what ye Lingfeng's words mean. But soon, he found that the reincarnation sword in his hand began to struggle. No matter how hard he tried, he could not press it.

Not only that, he held the palm of reincarnation sword, just like pinching a piece of charcoal. The whole right palm was in hot pain, as if reincarnation sword didn't recognize him at all and instinctively resisted his use.

Sword channeling? Feeling the tingling of his palm, monk Yongjian was full of surprise. Although he could see that ye Lingfeng's flying sword was extraordinary, he didn't expect that it had reached the level of channeling.