Chapter 1172： Emei gold leaf

Ye Shaoyang believes that even if he takes the Fantian Seal in the hands of the Taoist, he will not want to use the external force to open up the array.

"I said Shi Tai, you are too boring!"

Ye Shaoyang's hands akimbo, tired and panting, but it is a busy day, there is no way.

Jing Hui Shi had no expression on his face and said faintly: "What is interesting?"

"You have this baby bonus, and the power of the tactics. Let's make a good fight. Whether you win or lose is a happy one. You can't keep it. You don't feel bored. If you win, you have fun." ?"

Ye Shaoyang deliberately induced. However, Jing Hui Shi was not fooled at all, and said faintly: "The poor Nepal does not want to fight with you. The fun of poverty is to drag you down and let you down. You are good at smashing my door today and paying the price."

"Good, you are!"

Ye Shaoyang knows that this nun's heart is solid, and it is useless to rely on flickering. Once again, it looks like burning incense, almost burning to the roots, at most three or five minutes.

Kai Hui and Qi Hui, two masters, and the nuns behind them, can't help but show their smugness on their faces. It seems that the victory has been locked.

They can't think of Ye Shaoyang's other way to break through this completely indestructible defense.

Ye Shaoyang’s face sank and said: “Don’t force me!”

The Taiyi dust was collected, and the Qixing Longquan sword was suddenly pulled out. The Jinghui teacher walked too far.

Many nuns immediately exclaimed.

Kai Hui teacher shouted too loudly: "The sword has no eyes, Ye Shaoyang, fighting the law, you are desperate!"

"I just want to work hard, I can only desperately!" Ye Shaoyang said coldly. "I must take my woman away today. If I block me, I can only fight hard. Even if I fall into the land of nowhere, I will recognize it. God blocks the killing of God, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha!"

After Ye Shaoyang finished, the sword was cut too far for the Jinghui teacher.

Jing Hui Shi is too faceless, wielding the golden leaf of the eyebrows, mobilizing the power of the array, the soldiers will block.

Ye Shaoyang didn't have time to fight again. He bit his tongue and squirted a blood on the sword of the Seven Stars Longquan. He used the index finger to draw blood, and then posted a charm on the sword front.

In the moment when Longquan Sword collided with Emei Golden Leaf, the charm was stimulated, the wind was like a thunder, and the fire and the rain were all gathered on the sword front.

The Qixing Longquan sword violently shakes, and seems to be unable to withstand such a powerful Lingwei. Ye Shaoyang seizes the hilt and succumbs to the spirit, and does not loosen his teeth.

He has put all his energy on this sword.

A huge aura, in an instant will not move the Ming Dynasty's law to make a gap, cut to the head of Jing Hui Shi Tai.

Jing Hui Shi was too eager to sacrifice the golden leaf of Emei, and he stood up against the sword, and his face showed a strenuous look.

"Teacher, I am innocent and innocent with you, and they are all in the same way in the magical world. I really don't want to kill you, but I am determined to win today, you still let me for a while!"

Ye Shaoyang holds the sword with both hands, presses hard and presses his teeth.

"Otherwise, if I do this, once I break your eyebrows, I am afraid that I can't take it and hurt you!"

Jing Hui Shi looked at him too, looked very calm and said: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

“Is it necessary?” Ye Shaoyang asked, “Why do you want to fight for life and death?”

"Yes." Jing Hui Shi said too faintly, "Buddha fights for a fragrance."

Then he said to the left and right: "This Ye Shaoyang is not really going to kill me. He wants to use this trick to attract you to come to the rescue. The law is weak and naturally broken. Remember, no matter what he does to me, you can't Leave the position."

Behind the opening, Hui Shitai and others were very worried about her safety. I originally planned to come to the rescue regardless of everything. Suddenly I heard that Jing Hui Shi said so much, suddenly realized that he immediately held his position, the chanting, the seal of the seal.

"Do you really think that I don't dare to do it?" Ye Shaoyang said coldly. Originally, he did have such an idea. He deliberately pretended to be more fierce, whether it was Jing Hui Shi Tai or the nuns who were next to the blessings. As long as one party believes, retreating and losing position, you will be able to break through the law and break through the law.

Such a slap in the face, Ye Shaoyang had a good grasp of 10%, and the result was broken by Jing Hui Shi, and now it is difficult to ride the tiger.

Jing Hui Shi smiled too lightly. "In fact, I didn't know it. I said this, just let them rest assured, Ye Shaoyang, I bet you don't dare."

Ye Shaoyang snorted.

"The incense is almost finished."

The Jinghui teacher did not return too much, shouting loudly: "Ready to shave!"

An elderly nun, who got up from the chanting verse, walked to the side room, then held a tray covered with black cloth and walked to the side of the cold jade, just waiting for the burning incense When it is extinguished, when the time comes, it will be shaved immediately.

"Don't force me!" Ye Shaoyang screamed, his body swelled, and the Qionglong Longquan sword blazed like a fire, pressing down.

"boom!"

A fragile sound, the golden leaf of the eyebrows was bounced off.

The suffocating air blows off the skull cap of the head of the quiet teacher, revealing a smooth skull.

The seven-star Longquan sword hovered over the head of the Jinghui Master, only less than two inches from the head.

"Master!"

"Sister!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing, exclaimed, but did not dare to move.

The eyes of Jing Hui Shi’s eyes closed slowly, his hands were together, and a Buddha’s number was announced. He said intently: “Do your own thing.”

All the women saw Ye Shaoyang holding the sword in both hands, and did not mean to cut down. This was to let go of the heart and continue to read the scriptures.

A sigh of relief, Ye Shaoyang, the whole person feels very tired, and spit out a heavy breath.

Jing Hui Shi looked up too, staring at Ye Shaoyang, faintly said: "Why don't you cut it down?"

Ye Shaoyang put away the seven-star Longquan sword.

"My sword is used to demonize the demon, not to kill it!"

Jing Hui Shi’s mouth showed a smile, and nodded gently, saying, “Good, good, good. It’s a pity... I’m still unable to let you go, why are you?”

After finishing the mantra, summoning the eyebrows of the eyebrows, holding them in the hands, and letting the disciples continue to chanting the array, and soon, the gap that Wang Fayang was cut out by Ye Shaoyang was repaired.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Because you said you want to trap me, now let me go, you will have no face?"

Master Jing Hui said: "What is the face of a monk?"

Ye Shaoyang put away the sword and once again took out the Taiyi whisk and stormed it.

There is only one point left in the burning incense, the fire has darkened, and Ye Shaoyang estimates that there will be a maximum of another one or two minutes. The quasi-will be extinguished, and the heart is in a hurry, stepping up the attack and asking: "Why is that?"

Master Jing Hui defended and slowly said: "The secret can not be revealed."