There is no escape gap between the left and right sides, and the chop falls from one direction to the center with Musashi’s third and fourth double-knife chop!
Sixteen swords!
A chop has not died out, and it has been cut as scheduled!
It’s an instant. Sixteen strokes have ended. Master Huang stared at the smoke, but the smoke was blown away by the sword wind. There were more than a dozen young horses exposed inside. They were not fatally injured, but the surrounding land had been torn to pieces by the firm but gentle department.
Knock, knock …
At this time, the old abbot of Nengsi Temple also appeared to recite Amitabha. He also spoke Japanese, but from the realm, it was congenital and his breath was unstable, which made Master Huang just get up and breathe a sigh of relief.
Also ran out a pure Yang.
But why are you Japanese again?
"Gongsang, stop fighting … just deter."
The old abbot asked Musashi to lay down his weapons so as not to intensify contradictions.
"Damn … this is humiliating us!"
Snake pupil young people see each other, although young, but their strength has reached the realm of pure yang, and they are full of life and young. It is by no means an old monster incarnate like this. How can such a talented person appear in this uninhabited place?
"Aye, aye, you didn’t kill them. I thought you would chop them up, which might make it harder for me and make me enemies with Changbai Mountain."
Ji Xiangyin is coming.
The snake pupil young man suddenly showed an incredible expression and saw that Ji Xiang easily removed those magic spells, and the so-called root spells seemed to have never taken effect. Not only that, but the magic spells disappeared and the incense was gone.
"The taste is not bad, and the incense in Changbai Mountain is still quite strong. It is said that Shamanism is not very good. I think it is still very good."
"Why don’t you apply to Ting when the country is already being founded?"
Ji Xiang spoke to the dozen horse immortals while talking to Miyagi Musashi, while Musashi was afraid. "The Lord asked the demon to sit down and kill them. How dare you kill these people without authorization!"
Musashi said and retreated aside. Ji Xiang looked at the young Ma Xian and Huang Master.
Master Huang couldn’t stop shaking at this time. As her eyes fell, a sense of oppression made him almost suffocate for a moment!
"Hoo!"
One breath stagnated for a moment before being spit out, and he turned pale by three points.
Although he is about to be promoted to Chunyang, the quality is still in the realm of refining gods. Although the young players around him are all elites in this century, they are just missing the innate realm.
There are three people in Changbai Mountain at the level of pure yang, except for Tianhong Shengdi, who often shows up to shelter the mountain fairies and deter demons. Both of them have become very pure yang, and some ancient demons say that they may have died.
Although the life span of demons seems to be longer than that of human beings from ordinary cognition, it has declined more and more seriously since the Song Dynasty, and the life span has naturally been affected. Besides, it is a fallacy that demons live longer than human beings.
Animals don’t live as long as mortals and become monsters, so it’s better for people to practice demons and people to live for a hundred years. Pigs and dogs will return to the West after fifteen or thirty years, but in fact, ordinary kings will live only one armor, which is similar to people.
It is a matter of course that the life span of demon monks with declining aura is not as good as that of human monks.
The so-called demon lives longer than people, but it is only because of successful practice that goblins meet ordinary people.
"I didn’t expect the old man to be lucky enough to see the peak of people … do you call yourself a monty … that kind of monty?"
Master Huang dare not say it’s too white, but there is no taboo here, and she frankly admits that "it’s the kind of monty you think"
"try the magic"
Master Huang’s face changed several times and he was very puzzled after a short breath adjustment.
"I have come to the realm of refining the gods, and Jiu Nan, the ten demons, has spent it. How can I still try the underworld to test me?"
Ji Xiang waved his hand and there was no wave. "What are you doing without sloppy eyes? Am I going to test you? You know quite well. I am trying to see the characters in the dreamland."
Master Huang was embarrassed at the moment.
He’s really trying to see if he’s trying the fairyland in front of him. It’s outrageous, but … Well, the reality is even more outrageous.
"Don’t blame the old man for his gaffes."
"No big deal. Let’s talk about it. What are you doing here and what do you want to do in Changbai Mountain?"
“……”
"Don’t say?"
Ji Xiang smiled immediately when he saw that Master Huang kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
"Aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell Shuerhazi to report your actions to Shuntian?"
"Saint pardon this matter saint has heard just some words and will ask old man? Isn’t this unnecessary? "