Beiyin Great Sage

"of course."

"If the fairy helps us take down Laughing Maitreya, we will join the Yun family, how about it?"

"That's a pity." Yun Piaomiao regretfully shook her head:

"Xiao Maitreya is my family's guest minister. He has served the Yun family for many years, and he has many advantages for me, so I can't give up."

"Don't talk so much nonsense with him." Zhao Ruyan snorted coldly:

"If you kill him, then Zizhen will definitely be affected. Even if it doesn't help the two of us together, we can help Xiao Maitreya solve the opponent."

Yun Piaomiao squinted and smiled lightly.

In my heart is disdain.

Although she was tempted by the Zen of Joy to give up, but it was more of her nature, even if she didn't laugh at Maitreya, she would find other men.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yun Miumiao is high above the sky and as holy as a fairy in the clouds, but only she knows that she likes excitement.

The more noble you behave in front of others, the more crazy you will be behind others.

And Zhao Ruyan, who is purely a slave girl laughing at Maitreya, can't even control her life and death, but this kind of people want to sit on an equal footing with herself.

What a shame!

"Master Zhou."

Taking a deep breath, Yun Miu spoke again:

"Last chance, would you like to join the Yun Family?"

"Fist."

Zhou Yi shook his head without hesitation:

"Unless the Yun family kills Xiao Maitreya, there is no need to mention this matter."

"what a pity."

Yun Mimiao lowered her head and sighed softly, she had already given Zhou Yi a verdict in her heart, a monk who had just entered the middle stage of Taoism was definitely not the enemy of her and Zhao Ruyan's joint efforts.

The formation master is really good, but if you want to use the power of the formation, it is definitely not feasible in a hurry.

Just like the giant power formation of the second-order formation engraved on Zhou Yi's vestment, it seems that the rank is not low, but the real power is actually very little.

"Go ahead!"

With a wave of their hands, the two women each sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed towards Zhou Yi.

Yun Piaomiao's magic weapon is a piece of colorful satin. The colorful ribbon looks beautiful, but it can easily smash a small mountain.

It also has the magical effect of binding others.

Zhao Ruyan's flying sword set consisted of five flying swords, one big and four small. The five swords merged into a sword formation, and the sword light rained down from the sky.

In the sword formation, Zhou Yi also released his flying sword.

The sword body is shining with stars, and the swordsmanship is even more deduced from the seven stars. Cooperating with the giant force array on the cassock, it intercepts all attacks.

"what?"

Yun Miumiao looked suspicious.

It is said that Zhou Yi is not good at fighting skills, but now it seems that the sound transmission is wrong, killing the Qi refining monk is nothing more than that, and he is not at a disadvantage when facing the siege of two people.

Not only that.

When Zhou Yi was wielding his sword, he kept taking out spiritual talismans and one-off magic weapons from his body, and bombarded them wildly.

He has not been a fool for so many years, and the benefits he has gained from Situ's family alone are innumerable, let alone the gains from going out.

For a while, one against two was still slightly in the upper hand.

You know, he has just advanced to the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, and the two women have decades more cultivation than him, so they shouldn't be at the same level.

Can this be said to be bad at fighting?

"Humph!"

Zhao Ruyan's beautiful eyes flickered, and she snorted coldly, and approached Zhou Yi with the combination of human and sword.

A cultivator's sword distance is inversely proportional to its power. The closer the distance, the greater the power, and the farther the distance, the less power. This is common sense.

After all, the farther away, the more mana consumed by the same power.

And Zhao Ruyan was obviously eager to seek merit, so he rushed to the edge of the giant force formation, and then released a flying sword to kill Zhou Yi in the center of the formation.

"Shh!"

The flying sword thrust out.

This time the distance was close enough, the delay of the giant force formation on the flying sword became smaller, and the five flying swords collided with Zhou Yi's flying sword in the blink of an eye.

On the contrary, Yun Mimiao was more cautious, just fighting on the sidelines.

"Ah……"

Seeing this, Zhou Yi sighed lightly, and the magic robe on his body was full of aura.

"Buzz!"

The coverage area of ​​the giant force array suddenly increased, covering Zhao Ruyan.

suffered!

Zhao Ruyan's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to escape subconsciously, but she stabilized her mind in an instant, and several amulets flew out of her body one after another.

In a flash of inspiration, it was as if several layers of hoods had wrapped him up.

Judging from the fighting skills, Zhou Yi's swordsmanship is very good, but under the siege of the two of them, he doesn't have much strength to spare, and it is even more impossible to counterattack.

"Shh!"

A line of fire spanned the void.

The line of fire left traces in the void, emerging abruptly, directly running through the ground for more than ten miles, and even breaking a hole in the clouds behind.

Zhao Ruyan was the first to bear the brunt.

"Crack!"

The spiritual light shattered, revealing the figure inside.

"How... how?"

Zhao Ruyan's expression was frozen, his eyes were dull, and his face struggled for a while, and then his whole body was burned to death by the flames.

Fire Eye Technique: Dacheng!

Tier [-] Middle Grade Prohibition Law!

The fire eye technique was Zhou Yi's trump card when he was considered a savage, and after he became a Qi refining monk, he was the first to break the limit.

After Daoji, it is used more frequently.

Maybe it's because of the Eye of Delusion Breaking, or maybe other reasons, this method is the first to break the limit and become a third-order forbidden method, which is still considered a middle-grade one.

Now, it has reached perfection.

Not to mention Zhao Ruyan, even if he is a late Daoji generation, if he is unsuspecting and close to ten feet away, he will probably be killed by the forbidden law.

not good!

Zhou Yi's sudden eruption, like a gentle poultry suddenly violent, let people know that it is such a terrifying beast, not only killed Zhao Ruyan in one fell swoop, but also changed Yun Miu's complexion greatly.

escape!

When you escape light together, you want to escape far away.

"late."

Zhou Yi's face was icy cold, his figure approached Yun Miumiao in a blink of an eye, and halfway through, he cast the Lihuo Demon Ape Transformation, retracted the red golden rod and smashed it down on the head.

"boom!"

The aura shattered.

Yun Piaomiao actually had a magic weapon for protection.

However, Zhou Yi had expected this, his complexion remained unchanged, and his body tens of feet tall frantically danced the red gold rod, blasting a radius of hundreds of feet upside down.

After a while, the chaos dissipated, leaving only a puddle of meat on the water.

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the other side.

Although Xiao Maitreya is at a disadvantage, he is full of confidence.

After all, although Zizhen is strong, he has been planning for a long time, but it is not a short-term effort to take him down. When the two women solve their opponents, they will come to help.

By the time,

The other party must die!

But in the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and the breaths of Yun Miu and the two women disappeared one after another, but Zhou Yi's breath was as vast as the sea.

It's not much worse than Daoji's later stage.

Got it!

"Ultimate Bliss Curse!"

Gritting his steel teeth tightly, smiling Maitreya's eyes suddenly glowed strangely, and the spell from the bottom of the box fell on Zizhen.

This mantra directly attacks the mind, and has almost no effect in defense against foreign objects. Although the lethality is insufficient, the mysterious incantation can often perform miraculous feats.

The person under the curse will fall into the most unforgettable state of bliss in his life in an instant, causing a trance. Although the time is short, it is enough to change the situation.

Especially for married men and women, it will be difficult to break free.

really.

Zizhen's body froze, and her movements also slowed down.

opportunity!

Smiling Maitreya was overjoyed, flew towards him, and hit Zizhen directly on the head with the eight-phase pestle.

next moment.

The confusion in Zizhen's eyes disappeared in an instant, her beautiful eyes were cold, she stretched out her left hand to hold the eight-phase pestle, and clenched her fist with her right hand and punched it out fiercely.

how come?

Smiling Maitreya opened his eyes wide.

The bliss mantra is infinitely useful, no matter how high the level of cultivation is, it will be affected, unless it is a virgin who has never experienced sex between men and women.

But Zizhen has been married for many years, why...

But now is not the time to think about these things. If you fight a person with a terrifying body in close quarters, you will die if you are not careful.

"what!"

Laughing Maitreya raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, his body swelled instantly.

Wrath Ming Wangxiang!

In the blink of an eye, all the angry Buddha statues wrapped in the flames of King Ming emerged out of thin air, facing Zi Zhen's attacking fist.

"Peng!"

Huge forces collided in the air.

The first thing to collapse was Zi Zhen's cloak.

Wrapped in the burning flames of King Ming, the cloak shattered into pieces like rags, followed by the gigantic Dharma image.

The fundamental Zen skill practiced by Laughing Maitreya is the Joy Chan. Although there is a practice method of wrathful Ming Wang Dharma Xiang, it is obviously not very proficient.

The huge dharma image was shattered inch by inch before Zizhen's fist.

However, when the law collapses, Zizhen's physical body seems to be insufficient. After all, the difference in cultivation base between the two is more than 100 years.