Longevity

Faning frowned and looked at them: "Feng Lao, Zhao Lao, Meng Lao, Li Lao, Zhou Lao, Huang Lao, do you really want to escape?"

"It's Faning you, if you have the opportunity to leave, will you stay obediently?"

"...The temple will never give up, and will bring you back again. Why is it so troublesome?"

"Faning, we are all cripples, and we won't live for a few days. What is your King Kong Temple competing with us poor old men!" Feng Yuanjun waved his hand: "Go back quickly, Quan Dang has already finished his meal and went down the mountain, so I didn't see anything. arrive."

Zhao Jingchuan snorted: "The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, Faning, you have a bright future at a young age, don't give your life in vain, it's not worth it."

"As a disciple of King Kong Temple, I will never sit back and watch Mr. Feng and you run away." Faning shook his head and said seriously: "Master Xu, don't make mistakes again and again, it's not too late to change your mind!"

"Haha..." Xu Ming pointed at Faning and smiled: "Look at you, how upright and brave, what a rare good man!"

The six old men smiled wryly.

They knew Xu Ming's temper.

If Faning's performance is unbearable, weak and afraid of death, Xu Ming will disdain to start, and think his hands are dirty.

But Faning showed bravery, but Xu Ming would kill him instead.

He likes to kill such famous sect disciples the most.

He believed that eradicating an outstanding disciple of a famous sect would weaken them by one point, which would be a great contribution to the Six Paths of the Demon Sect.

"How can you be so stubborn, little monk!" Zhao Jingchuan lowered his face and shouted, "Do you know that you are blocking the car with a man's arm?"

Feng Yuanjun shook his head: "Do you know what the realm of Lao Xu's cultivation is?"

"Old Zhao Laofeng, you are too long-winded!" Xu Ming frowned.

"After all, he is carrying our Diaoyue Seal, and the little monk's qualifications are also very good." Zhao Jingchuan said coldly.

Feng Yuanjun sighed: "Faning, according to your rank, Lao Xu is a second rank. What do you think you are blocking? The wisest and smartest way is to turn around and run, and ask for help."

"Old Feng!" Xu Ming hummed, "Which one are you from?"

Feng Yuanjun stared at Faning.

Faning saluted him and said slowly, "Elder Feng, Mrs. Zhao, thank you for your kindness, but I, a disciple of the King Kong Temple, will never retreat!"

With a dignified expression, he stared at Xu Ming bravely: "Master Xu, you shouldn't have come!"

The second rank is indeed not the enemy of his own ability, but he must not back down.

Xu Ming let out a sneer: "I originally thought the membership fee would be a little bit expensive, but I didn't want it to go so smoothly. Two groups of people will make you go round and round, King Kong Temple, hehe!"

Faning retorted dissatisfiedly: "Our temple is dealing with the masters of Dayong Wulin. As a big cadre, Mr. Xu, you are taking advantage of the fire to rob and fall into the trap. It is really despicable and shameless!"

"Haha...hahahaha..." Xu Ming suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter shook in the cave, and the dust rustled.

Xu Ming laughed loudly and said, "In terms of despicability and shamelessness, who can match your King Kong Temple, how did you defeat Lao Feng and the others? Isn't it shameless to attack with more and less! How dare you laugh at us for being shameless?"

Fanin had heard a little about this.

The seniors in the temple were indeed ambushed by means of sneak attacks.

He took two steps forward: "It seems that donor Xu wants to go all the way to the dark, so the little monk can only offend him."

"Haha..." Xu Ming laughed loudly: "Good spirit, not bad, not bad, rare!"

Obviously weak, but showing strength.

This is not something that ordinary people can do, and it takes such courage in the bones.

Wouldn't it be nice to keep such a character for Diaoyue Dao? Naturally to be killed.

When he thought of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the killing intent was revealed.

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan looked at each other and shook their heads. They had already done what they could, but there was nothing they could do.

There is a huge gap between the second rank and the third rank, let alone the second rank and the fourth rank, they are not the same grade at all.

Faning's aptitude is extremely high, but his brain is not very bright.

In such a situation, if you don't run for your life quickly, you have to block it.

Just to die.

Must die!

They felt a little pity, after all Fanin was respectful, but between freedom and Fanin, they undoubtedly chose freedom.

Breathing the outside air is their dream.

"Eat my seal!" Xu Ming formed a seal with both hands and hit it with his right hand.

The fingers are slightly pinched like a pickaxe, and they are punched out with the back of the hand.

Fanning's eyes flashed, and he found that there was a vast sea in front of him, and the sea was a bright moon.

The bright moon is reflected in the sea, lonely and peaceful.

He couldn't help but feel melancholy, and he couldn't lift himself up lazily.

Immediately, everything disappeared.

The cool breath in my mind suddenly rose sharply, as if a basin of cold water was poured down.

When talking to Xu Ming, he secretly put on both strings of Buddha beads, the right hand holding the body bead and the left hand clearing the heart bead.

The illusion disappeared, he found that the back of Xu Ming's hand was about to hit him, so he tried his best to dodge sideways.

Xu Ming received the seal.

Looking at Faning up and down, he smiled lightly: "The little monk is a bit virtuous!"

As a second-rank Divine Origin Realm, he can deal with this kind of person who has not stepped into the Divine Origin Realm without any effort.

A Fishing Moon Seal was printed, enough to shake his mind, so he was ready to die.

But it escaped!

Hide away!

His face was light and light, and his heart was more murderous.

This kind of person who can escape the illusion of the Divine Origin Realm is definitely a genius with a powerful soul, and he can't stay.

"Come again!"

Xu Ming smiled and printed.

Fanning's eyes flashed.

A bright moon is in the sky, right in front of you, as big as a wheel, bright and flawless.

This kind of cleanliness makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they are intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves from it.

Fanning was awakened by the cold air in his mind again.

But the speed of this seal is too fast, it is already on the body, and there is only a hard block.

"Bang!" He slammed straight into the stone wall, sinking a foot in, unable to escape.

Blood flowed from his left mouth.

Xu Ming's face was sullen and his mouth was tight, and he typed out another word without saying a word, to completely end Faning.

The more you want to succeed, the less you can't be long-winded and easy to get involved. The most important thing is a quick word, which must be neat and tidy.

"Stop!" Faning opened his **** mouth, spit out a word, and his left hand had already crushed a body bead.

Xu Ming stopped.

His right hand was a foot away from the tip of Faning's nose, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed surprise.

He bends forward, his face is tense, his handprints are stretched forward, but his posture is full of dashing and vigorous.

The martial arts of Diaoyue Dao are unrestrained and graceful.

The Da Fu Mo Fist "bang" hit Xu Ming in the eye.

This is one of the most vulnerable positions.

Xu Ming's body protection Astral Qi worked, removing the punch of the punch.

The body protection qi still exists even if it is fixed.

Xu Ming's back flew into the opposite stone wall.

"Set!" Faning crushed the second body bead.

Just as Xu Ming was about to break free, he was restrained again.

"Certainly!"

"boom!"

"Certainly!"

"boom!"

…

Faning wielded the Great Demon-fighting Fist like a madman, crushed the body-setting beads, and smashed them down with one punch.

He even took the Burning Blood Pill.

Xu Ming sank in little by little, and sank three meters straight. His eyes remained slightly squinted, his eyes were cold, and his resentment was real.

Blood seeped from the corners of his eyes, then from his ears, mouth, and nostrils.

His face was pale and he was dying.

Although his body protection qi is deep and pure, after being immobilized, it loses circulation and replenishment, and becomes fragile.

It can block one Great Demon Demon Fist, two, three, or even four or five, but it can't stop ** ten.

After the body protection qi was broken, Xu Ming was beaten to death with one punch, and he was about to die.

"Faning, don't fight, you will die if you fight again!" Feng Yuanjun said hurriedly.

Fanin stopped his fist.

Although he took the Blood Burning Pill and punched like a madman, his eyes were clear, and the clear heart bead suppressed him, allowing him to escape the influence of the Blood Burning Pill and not be impulsive and irritable.

"It's almost enough, there's no need to kill Lao Xu." Zhao Jingchuan sighed.

After all, the air outside is still unbreathable.

Faning stared at Xu Ming.

"If you really kill him, we Diaoyuedao will never give up, let's spare his life." Feng Yuanjun said warmly: "Faning, you are not a murderer either."

"Hey!" Suddenly there was a strange laugh, and then a gray shadow flashed past, Lin Feiyang appeared, and slapped Xu Ming between the eyebrows.

"Crack!" Like a watermelon falling to the ground.

Lin Feiyang shook his hands in disgust, shook off his brain and blood, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Fanning was startled.

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan were also stunned.

"Junior Nephew Faning!"

In the thunderous roar, four figures rushed into the cave, surrounded Faning, and glared at Feng Yuanjun and the others vigilantly.

But it was four middle-aged monks, the four who had helped Faning before.

Faning looked away from Xu Ming and saluted them: "Uncle Yuanxiao, Uncle Yuanchen, Uncle Yuanling, Uncle Yuanfeng."

"No more politeness." The middle-aged monk at the head waved his hands after tithing: "What's the matter with these guys?"

He looked at Xu Ming who was three meters into the stone wall: "What about this?"

"This one came to save Mr. Feng and the others. I beat him... and killed him."

"Good kill!" Yuan Xiao looked handsome, glared at Xu Ming coldly, and then swept towards the six old men: "It's a good time for you to pick the moon! It's time to kill!"

The four of them rescued Faning, but it turned out that they had been tricked into turning the tiger away from the mountain. Fortunately, they returned in time. Although the six masters who came were formidable, they still did not hurt the remaining senior brothers.

Twelve formed a large formation, and the six masters who came to commit the attack relentlessly attacked for a while, and finally retreated.

They ran away, coming and going freely, making Yuan Xiao and the others feel depressed and angry.

Seeing Xu Ming's death, he was instantly overjoyed.

Feng Yuanjun shook his head and sighed: "Diaoyuedao will definitely take revenge, alas... I don't know how many people will die!"

"If you Diaoyue Dao are not afraid of death, then come here!" Yuan Xiao sneered: "I really think our King Kong Temple is afraid of you, and treats kindness as weakness, ridiculous!"

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan shook their heads, sighed and turned back to their stone rooms.

When they all disappeared, Yuan Xiao's face softened, and he patted Faning approvingly: "Nephew, you did a good job, if you dare to violate my King Kong Temple, you will kill me!"

Fanning tithes.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

Uncle Yuanxiao, in the words of his brother, belongs to the hawk faction.

Brother once said in small talk that the disciples of Kongo Temple have three factions, hawks, doves, and centrists.

The one I met today was Uncle Yuanxiao. If I ran into other uncles, I would be scolded for being too **** me.

Yuan Xiao and the others didn't know Xu Ming's cultivation level, and Feng Yuanjun and the others didn't say anything about it, saying that Xu Ming was a second-rank Divine Origin Realm, and they would lose Diaoyue Dao's face in vain.