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"If he isn't an opponent, he can't just stand by and watch him die, right?" Yang Xi'er was a little angry. You're wounded right now, so you can't use profound arts. If I have the confidence to defeat the Sovereign Profound Realm, of course I can go by myself, but I know that I can't beat him, and once I enter battle mode, not only must I be careful of my own injuries, I must also take into account the safety of you and the old abbot. "

Yang Xi'er crossed her arms and said, "How would you know if you don't try? Are we going to abandon them and run away now? "

Jun Lanyue placed his hands on her shoulders and said, "Xi'er, I don't have any way to multitask. If I had been injured, we really wouldn't have been able to leave this place. "Although I don't know what his intentions are, but …"

Yang Xi'er said, "Alright, I understand."

Jun Linyue looked at the situation over at the other side and said, "There's one way, and that is to divert the attention of the Emperor Profound Realm. After that, we can save old man Wushang, and have his disciples stall him. We can escape." If we just leave straight away, it would be too disloyal. Furthermore, once the killing intent of the Sovereign Saint is roused, what should we do if we kill this old man? "

"Mm, what do you think we should do?" Yang Xi'er seriously looked at Jun Linyue. Jun Linyue whispered something into her ear, and the two exchanged a glance. Nodding their heads, they turned to look in that direction.

At this time, a great power suddenly came from Jun Juanxuan's body. A golden light gathered on his right fist, and fiercely smashed it towards the old man. He even shouted, "Die! "Old monk!"

Right at this moment, the profound energy in Jun Lanyue's body surged, and the Divine Firmament Sword suddenly appeared, shining brilliantly and horizontally in the air. Jun Lanyue flipped, and exerted strength in his legs. With a "Dang" sound, the Divine Firmament Sword, under the immense pushing force, pierced straight towards the Jun Sacred Profound in the air.

Just as the Monarch Sacred Profound was about to hit Wu Shang, a sword quickly approached him and his body had no choice but to dodge to make way for it. However, with a somersault, with a "pa" sound, the Divine Firmament Sword was kicked to the side and he too fell to the ground.

Jun Hanxuan raised his head, his eyes filled with rage. These two were none other than Jun Lanyue and Yang Xi'er. Jun Lanyue leapt up and caught the Divine Firmament Sword. At the same time, Yang Xi'er also hurriedly walked behind the old man, calling out, "Hurry and help!" The disciples beside him stood up one by one while enduring the pain, pulling the injured old man.

Jun Lianxuan looked left and right, not knowing who to hit. For a moment, anger filled his mind as he said, "Alright, you're Jun Bluemoon!"

As he finished speaking, he clenched his fists, and two gusts of wind brought with it a thunderous roar as they flew towards Jun Bluemoon. Jun Lin Yue nimbly turned his body. The hurricane was like a 10,000 kilogram sandstone, rumbling as it smashed into the ground; craters were everywhere!

At this time, just as Jun Yunrue was about to launch his cultivation technique, he gathered all the strength in his body into a single hand and shouted, "Uncle, I'm sorry!"

As he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the white light on the Divine Firmament Sword appeared. A ray of light shot towards the Monarch Sacred Profound. Jun Juanxuan had no choice but to retreat a few steps, covering his eyes with his hands.

At this time, Jun Lanyue returned with the old man in his arms. He turned to their disciples and said, "Quick, block him. I'll save your master!"

With that, the few of them rushed up. Yang Xi'er and Jun Lanyue glanced at each other, leapt up and disappeared from the small temple.

Jun Wu Yi's profound energy surged as he leapt forward to give chase. Unexpectedly, a figure floated over and hugged him. Another person stuck to his body and just as he jumped up, he was pulled down by them. This continued for a long time, and then the Monarch's mysterious energy blasted the people around him into smithereens. Those people were all knocked to the ground, screaming in pain and fainting.

At this time, it was already an extremely difficult task to find Jun Linyue.

Jun Huan gnashed his teeth in hatred and clenched his fists. His figure quickly chased after her. After a long time, there was still no one. The wind blew through the mountain stream, making the autumn afternoon even more interesting. However, these scenery of the mountains and plains were completely not in the eyes of the Sovereign Profound Realm. There was no point in continuing to chase them. Now that he had exhausted so much of his stamina, there was no way for Xuan Arts to track them down.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite!"

After he finished speaking, his silhouette flickered, and he disappeared into the mountains.

After journeying for a long time, Jun Lin Yue had finally supported old man Wushang and found a secluded place. The elder took a deep breath, meditating and slowly healing his injuries. Yang Xi'er also sat down, breathing heavily. Jun Lanyue stood at the doorway, surveying his surroundings, as if he hadn't used any of his strength at all.

At this time, Old Man Wushang said, "Many thanks to the two benefactors. The old monk is already very old, even with the Buddhist scripture in his heart, he still could not bring it to its peak, what a pity! "

Jun Lanyue turned around and consoled, "You don't have to worry too much. Black, Wu and Buddha are three-legged powers. They exist in this world to prevent a certain type of power from dictating. Although Buddhism and Buddhism were endless, they did not actively enter society, resulting in the current situation. "My life is in danger, and I am willing to convert to a buddhist faith to receive your teachings."

"Hahahaha …" Wu Shang laughed, "Young man, you are eager to learn and eager to win. This old monk naturally admires you greatly, but to convert to a buddhist faith is not something you can do."

Jun Lanyue frowned. Yang Xi'er's face turned ugly, cursing in her heart: "This idiot, he doesn't even know this?"

The old man said: "To convert to a buddhist sect, one needs to forget the grudges of the world, to avoid the fate of the world, to stay in the mountains, to stay away from the noise of the stone well, and to cultivate in peace. I think you two are very fond of each other, and I'm afraid you can't do that. If you want to convert to a buddhist faith, you need at least half a heart! "

Jun Linyue was stunned. "Ah?" How can this be? "

He looked at Yang Xi'er, she clearly felt that this was on purpose to make her angry, so Jun Lin Yue immediately stood up and ran over to Yang Xi'er's side, and said: "Xi'er, I really don't have the same meaning as you think. I really don't know, today we met such a great monk, fate has brought us together, I just want to learn a few things, in the future I can protect you well!"

Yang Xi'er looked at him, and immediately revealed a smile and said: "It's good that you know it, hmph!"

With that, he looked at the old man, Wu Shang, and said, "Greetings, High Monk. I would like to ask, of the three powers in the world, which is the strongest, Xuan, Martial, and Buddha?"

Wu Shang laughed, and said: "This is the most discussed question in all of history. To put it simply, cultivation of Xuan Artifacts, martial arts cultivation of the body, and Buddhism cultivation of the mind and soul. Whoever you think is the strongest will be the strongest! "