Chapter 51

A disciple of Feng family just came in. Seeing this scene, his eyes were about to crack and he roared: "thief Taoist, let go of my sister!"

The slovenly Friar's face sank, his right hand trembled, and a pair of chopsticks, like two flashes of lightning, shot at the disciple of the Feng family. Poof poof poof, shot on the disciple's shoulders, even went out from behind the shoulders, and then dragged his body and nailed it on the doorframe.

"It's her good fortune that I can take a fancy to her. I don't know what to do. I dare to insult you. If I dare to talk nonsense again and disturb you, I will tear you to pieces!" The slovenly Friar's voice was cold and dignified. The wind family disciples were angry and speechless. They rushed forward to treat the injured wind family disciples.

"Please don't be angry, master. The disciples don't know how powerful the master is. They are so offensive. Please don't worry about it. Come on, please drink more! By the way, please tell me what kind of elixir you need. I'm ready to send it to you. " Wind Yi Mo respectfully sent a pair of chopsticks, and poured a glass of wine, and then said.

The slovenly friar nodded with satisfaction, took the chopsticks and put a piece of meat in his hand. "You are the only child who is sensible here. It's not bad. I like it very much. I'll follow you in the future. I promise you can build a successful foundation." He took a mouthful of the title of this seat. Feng Yimo's eyes were full of disdain. The title of "this seat" could only be called by the ancestor of Jindan. He was just a late foundation building monk, and he even called himself "this seat". If grandfather was here, he would have slapped him dead.

Feng Yi Mo's face showed a surprise expression: "really? Thank you

All the disciples of the Feng family looked at Feng Yimo with hatred and disgust. Feng Yimo didn't seem to see it. He looked more respectful, retreated out of the hall and closed the door.

"You, you traitor, bastard, beast!" The injured Feng family disciple pointed to Feng Yimo and swore.

Feng Yimo is not moved. He meets Feng Shanquan, who is coming at a fast speed. He takes the pestle and signals Feng Shanquan to take other Feng family disciples away. Then he pinches the Dharma formula, and the divine consciousness rushes into the pestle. The pestle emits a startling golden light. There are thirty-six lights at the same time in the thirty-six directions around the Feng family courtyard. The overcast wind rises, and the whole Feng family courtyard is filled with sand and rocks I can't see through the scene beyond feet.

The slovenly friar who was eating inside was surprised. He left the comatose Friar and flew out. He found that he was alone in the desert, surrounded by sand and wind. There was the sound of crying and howling. He was shocked. He found that he had fallen into a certain kind of battle. What's more, he was shocked by a strong divine sense. There were even friars in the middle period of foundation building. I'm afraid that they could not get any benefits from cooperating with this unknown array.

"I don't know which Taoist friend is here. Please show up. I just played a joke with the younger generation before. Song Che made amends and asked Daoyou to leave. I won't have any delay! " Slovenly friar boxing.

"Well, how can you come and go as you like? I hurt my disciples and insulted my female disciples. How can I let you go? " There was a sound coming, and it was impossible to find the exact location.

"What do you want?" Song Che was shocked and angry. He thought that he had admitted his mistake and was soft hearted. Others might be able to open up and let him go. After all, he was a monk in the later period of foundation building, and the other was a monk in the middle period of foundation building. He was so anxious that he was caught in a dead end that neither side could get any benefit.

Wind Yi Mo cold hum a way: "can how, want your life!" As he spoke, the powerful divine consciousness completely controlled the pestle array, and the Tiangang Yinfeng array was completely stimulated. Gray wind blades appeared in the Yinfeng, and the chongsong chariots flew away. It turned out that Feng Yimo had just come into contact with the Tiangang Yinfeng formation and was not very familiar with it. So he quarreled with the slovenly friar song Che to fight for time. Now he has completely controlled the formation and started to fight against song Che.

Song Che was surprised and angry. He quickly offered an oval shield. The gray wind blade fell on the shield. It was blocked by all the people. It turned out to be a top-quality spirit weapon. Feng Yi Mo sighs. If he is in the foundation period, the Tiangang Yinfeng array is another kind of power. Now he can only threaten the song Che in the array, but he can't hurt him.

"We have to find another way to get rid of it as soon as possible!" Feng Yimo is anxious. He urges Da Zhen to attack song Che with the blade of wind, and at the same time he tries to find a way to prevent him from escaping Da Zhen. Otherwise, hundreds of people in Feng's family will die in this man's hands!

For today's plan, we can only use that strange rust knife.

Tiangang Yin wind array Yin wind has the effect of blocking the divine consciousness. He can clearly see song Che in the array through the pestle, but song Che can't see him. So Feng Yimo quietly takes out the rust knife, separates a wisp of divine consciousness, and controls the rust knife to get close to song Che.

Song Che, who was in the wind blade, was very depressed. He could feel the cold and Yin in the gray wind blade. He could only defend himself. If he didn't have the top defense shield, he would have been hurt under the wind blade. If it had not been for this battle, he would have rushed out long ago.

When he was thinking about how to break the battle, a creepy feeling came from behind. He quickly turned around, and a rusty long knife appeared in front of him. He almost thought he was dazzled. When he saw clearly that it was really a rusty steel knife, he immediately laughed: "ha ha ha, is Daoyou so poor? If you don't have a magic weapon, I'll give you one. How about you and I make friends? "However, the answer was the rapid wind of the blade, and the rusty blade sped up to his chest.

Song Che sneered and raised his shield to the rusty knife. He wanted to smash the rusty knife and give it a little color.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened, because the rust knife actually penetrated the shield in his hand, and penetrated into his chest!

"This, how is this possible?" Song Che's head is blank. His shield is a top-quality defense shield. Even if the opponent is also a top-quality defense shield, he can't break through all of a sudden. He looks up in fear, and suddenly feels the vitality of his whole body rushing to the rusty knife. It seems that his soul and flesh are sucked into it, and he loses consciousness instantly.

Feng Yimo takes back the rust knife and suddenly finds that there is one less rust spot on it. Although he didn't care much about the appearance of the rust knife before, he still knows the number of rust spots on the rust knife. There are 231 rust spots in all. Now, after killing song Che, a later monk of foundation building, there is one less rust spot. Do you want to kill 231 more people How can a rusty knife show its true colors?

After a cold war, he quickly put away the rusty knife. He felt that the rusty knife was like a living body, which could devour the friars' life, not a weapon.

The divine sense rolled again, and the shield and the storage bag on Song Che's waist flew back immediately. Feng Yimo put it away very calmly, and then he removed the Tiangang Yinfeng array.

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