"This kid is going to die."

The unintentional altar master began to point out the country.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are just a warrior in the mortal world, and it is difficult to defeat your magical powers."

"The messenger of Maitreya is really powerful because he secretly spreads the secrets of Buddhism."

"What a pity."

The three incense altars joined forces and were killed and defeated, which shows how powerful the messenger of Maitreya is.

The physical body is strong, and the divine power of dragon and elephant is also cultivated. In terms of force, it is the level of an enemy with ten thousand people.

However, the real power of Maitreya Messenger is not his force, but the various secret techniques secretly passed down by Buddhism.

As practitioners, they know magic and magical powers, and they are also more powerful than martial arts.

Once the magical power is activated, no matter how strong the force is, it will not help.

Messenger Maitreya raised his hand towards me and shouted again, "In the middle, in the middle, in the middle, in the middle, in the middle."

"Hahahaha!" Maitreya Messenger raised his palm flat against the ancient sword and made a cross-cutting gesture.

Ji Di stabbed into the dark red patch. Although it was tough, it was slightly softer than the surrounding areas, and she sank in with a pop.

The Maitreya messenger on the other side was careless. I didn't expect that the ancient sword didn't have the ability to fight back.

Whoosh, I was instantly sucked into the center of the earth.

With his eyebrows raised and his eyes fully opened, he saw the white air surrounding Maitreya Messenger, and dozens of arms growing out, one by one, like lush branches, stretching in the same direction.

"hit!"

On the left shoulder socket of the ancient sword, another wound as small as a palm appeared, and blood dripped from the wine in the air.

As soon as I took a breath, the killer move came right after me.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides has retreated to within ten steps.

Zhong Sheng followed the wound, inserted it into the chest from the shoulder, passed through the skeleton, and finally stabbed into the heart.

Attacking from behind and from the front, using both hands, it can be said that it is overwhelming.

Zhongsheng was stabbed under the body, and sparks flew out and slid away along the skin.

"Hmm!"

Maitreya Messenger inhales and expands, and his body's image force floats on the surface, instantly swelling to the point of steel.

"Bad!"

Eight ounces of earth splashed on the ground, and then it became more intense. After a while, small patches of blood oozed out.

Seeing that I was about to be seriously injured, I fell down on Maitreya Messenger's feet. qqxδnew

At the last moment, blood bloomed from the waist of the ancient sword, and the opponent's purpose was to cut me in half.

In this case, you have taken advantage of the iron law and can use it at will.

It seems that this is a wound from the first fight.

When the Maitreya messenger noticed it, it was already too late.

"I'm willing to be a rat, and I'll live my life by escaping."

Although I escaped, the blow just now still injured me.

"Shutchi Talisman, return."

If there are a few outsiders, it won't have much impact if they see it. Once there are more people, the suppression will come.

The long knife cut through Maitreya's skin and flesh, like opening a gap. Zhong Sheng, who had originally lost contact, actually felt the ups and downs.

Holding the hilt of the ancient sword, his eyes saw a dark red patch on his shoulder, which was as conspicuous as a patch.

Ji Di took a small breath, her body trembled, and suddenly she burst out laughing.

"He was stabbed in the knee by you, so he could move freely, but he didn't wait to die."

The ancient sword combined his hands and yanked it behind him.

Ji Di shook her head, no matter how weird or strange any magical power is that threatens to harm people's lives, it will eventually come true.

The bad opportunity finally came.

It's just that it will give me another chance to fight back.

Maitreya Messenger's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand to hold his throat, as if he was about to vomit.

The spirit body stretched out its arms in front of the ancient sword, hugged my bald head, and pulled it back hard.

The Maitreya messenger was caught off guard, and two streams of blood flowed from his body.

Flaws are easy to come by.

The palm at the end of the arm is flying up and down, and there is a dark whirlpool in the palm.

The person who took action is real, and you, the target, are also real.

The ancient sword held the hilt with both hands, and hung all the strength under it, forcing the sword tip to sink upwards inch by inch.

Or, just like the Maitreya messenger, invite the black Maitreya to descend and massacre tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Hangu Pass.

Ji Di rotated her clock and drew a long string of sparks along the skin of Maitreya Messenger.

At such a relaxed moment, I breathed a sigh of relief. With that sword, victory or defeat, life or death, was immediately clear.

He stretched his arm straight, extended the attack range of the long knife, and decisively slashed under the Maitreya Messenger.

However, the broken knife automatically dispersed and turned into gray mist and slipped through the fingers.

The reason why the Eight Tribes are so fearful is because of Maitreya's cruel methods.

The chest, abdomen, and seven limbs of the ancient sword were all bloody and bloody in the blink of an eye, and the deepest part of the wound revealed dense white bones.

However, Gu Jian thinks so...

If the ancient sword had its trump card, facing the Maitreya Messenger with full firepower, there would be no way out.

Before the ancient sword fell to the ground, his eyes lit up, and he finally sensed it.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient sword rushed behind the messenger of Maitreya. The spirit body stretched out its arms from behind and plunged the two swords into the opponent's chest.

"Want to kill you?"

For a moment, the dark wind made a small move.

Maitreya Messenger's eyes narrowed, he held the blade with both hands and snapped it in half.

Ji Di flashed red light, and the lines of the Shukchi Talisman appeared on the sword, and it was about to burst out of my body.

"Very similar."

Every time Ji Di said these seven words, a ball of blood exploded under her body.

The ancient sword raised his hand, held Zhong Sheng slightly, and then stabbed as fast as lightning.

If you cannot become a saint for a day, you cannot show yourself as a saint in front of others. This is an iron rule.

This means that magical powers cannot be used on large crowds.

The ancient sword was pierced through the chest and back with one move, and an eight-meter-long column of blood shot out. The force of the back rush was decreasing instead of increasing.

At that time, the messenger of Maitreya was caught off guard and had time to use his elephant power, but his flesh was broken by my punch.

Maitreya Messenger stood still and moved, suddenly turned his head, and grabbed an open space with his palm.

The Messenger of Maitreya tensed his body, then became limp in an instant, and suddenly fell to his knees.

There was a slight gust of wind, and a white shadow flew towards the head.

The Maitreya messenger saw the ancient sword go and return, and activated the weakest killing move of the curse.

"Good emptiness is a small mantra"

Courts, armies, government offices, altars and other occasions are extreme situations where everyone is united and popular. If you want to use magical powers, you will definitely suffer backlash, which is tantamount to courting death.

The two stab wounds only scratched the flesh and did not damage the internal organs, so they were considered too minor.

"Don't even think about it!"

Suddenly, a little white light appeared above the head.

The ancient sword roared loudly and fell forward violently. A whirlpool flew up from the ground with its feet as the center.

The shrunken land talisman is the name of shrinking into an inch.

How could Gu Jian give up a small bad opportunity and directly follow the connection of the Shuchi Fu to get there by himself?

The air mass fell to the ground, exploding into dust and debris, and a figure flew out.

The answer to the dilemma is ready to come out: kill the messenger of Maitreya.

Maitreya Messenger showed a shocked expression, but saw the ancient sword rising instead of falling, jumping low.

Maitreya Messenger was in pain and staggered a few steps forward, trying to shake off the ancient sword.

As soon as the ancient sword was pressed against the chest, the penis penetrated eight inches into the flesh and completely integrated into the body.

Spiritual arms grew out of the back of the ancient sword, pulled out the horns on the forehead, and swung down a pair of long knives with force.

But then I became angry and kicked the ancient sword out, rolling dozens of times on the ground.

There is another situation, such as the cult incense altar, which confuses the ignorant and distorts cognition with illusions.
Chapter completed!