Xu Yunfan couldn't help but look down. The moonlight outlined the woman's extremely perfect waist and hip curves. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Her body was round and smooth, with an excellent shape.
Before he could take a few more glances, the woman slowly turned around and looked at him indifferently with a pair of cold eyes.
"Xu Yunfan?"
Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows: "From Tianshu Sect?"
He had a bad feeling in his heart. There was Li Miaojun in front, and now there was another one. Now there was no Li Haomiao to stop him. He naturally knew why the other party stopped him.
Wan Miaoyin is at least a master comparable to the Flesh Refining Realm.
He was no match for any one of the five men in the Thousand Buddha Temple just now, let alone now.
In modern murder, evidence must be collected and the case brought to trial.
In ancient times, if someone was killed, they would die immediately.
"You know me?"
Wan Miaoyin was a little surprised, as if she had not expected that she would be recognized as a member of Tianshu Sect as soon as she appeared.
"You're all wearing similar styles, so you're easy to recognize, except that you're wearing something thicker."
As he spoke, Xu Yunfan quickly glanced at the two bombs hanging on Wan Miaoyin's chest.
His expression darkened slightly. "It seems you are more vicious than Li Miaoyun."
Wan Miaoyin said: "In terms of strength, I am indeed stronger than Li Miaoyun."
Xu Yunfan deeply agreed with this.
Wan Miaoyin's eyes moved as she looked at Xu Yunfan, who was already holding the golden hammer in his hand.
"If I hadn't absorbed the energy she had accumulated throughout her life and needed to cut off the chaos, I really wouldn't have killed you."
"Is there really no way this can end peacefully?"
"You made it easy for me to find you, and today you will die."
"Okay, let's fight to the death."
Wan Miaoyin spread her arms slightly, and her wide gauze sleeves swayed in the wind.
"Let me see what means you have to kill my senior sister."
Xu Yunfan shouted loudly, swung the golden hammer in his hand, twisted his body, turned to gather strength, drew an arc with the hammer, and suddenly exerted force with his tiger's mouth. The golden hammer broke through the air with a sound like thunder and was thrown in the opposite direction of Wan Miaoyin.
The golden hammer broke the ancient pine tree in half three meters away.
Wan Miaoyin's eyes narrowed slightly.
Throw it off target?
The next moment, amidst the flying wood chips, Xu Yunfan rushed into the dense forest like an arrow from a bow, and quickly disappeared from the official road and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
Before Wan Miaoyin could make any move, Xu Yunfan suddenly rushed out from the jungle and ran towards her quickly, with his head down and no words said, approaching quickly.
Wan Miaoyin said coldly: "What are you doing? I know you..."
Suddenly, a large number of trees in the jungle where Xu Yunfan came out broke. Under the moonlight, the deformed body of the old monk Qiuzhu was wriggling in the shadows of the trees and walked out of the forest.
The spiral spine made a crisp sound like wet wood breaking, and the ground where the three-toed flesh pillar stepped was covered with pus and blood. The squirming muscles in the chest and abdomen bulged wildly, making the monk's robe look horrifying.
The old monk looked at Xu Yunfan who ran away without hesitation. He wanted to continue chasing him, but his eyes suddenly fixed on Wan Miaoyin with his bulging eyes.
"What a good cauldron! What a good skin! It's much better than that young man's. It's pure and spotless. A wisp of Qi is nurtured in the body, cleansing the body. It's only at the stage of refining the flesh. It's truly a gift from heaven. May the ancestors bless me!!"
The old monk, looking overjoyed, suddenly had a tumor on his left shoulder that exploded, spurting out a foul-smelling arrow of blood.
Wan Miaoyin frowned deeply, turned around and dodged, but the blood arrow fell to the ground and corroded a deep pit of several feet.
She watched Xu Yunfan pick up the sledgehammer and disappear into the jungle again.
Wan Miaoyin looked at the old monk with disgust. Just as she was about to catch up, she saw that the old monk's deformed short claw on his right arm had broken through the protective air wall around his body and grabbed Wan Miaoyin's left shoulder.
How is that possible?
The essence is ineffective? !
Wan Miaoyin's heart was shocked, and the next second her thoughts were interrupted by the pain coming from her body.
Amid the sizzling sound of flesh melting, pain appeared on Wan Miaoyin's cold and beautiful face for the first time. The gaps between the short claws were filled with fine bone teeth, which stuck tightly to her shoulders.
Wan Miaoyin lashed out with her right leg like a whip, and the sound of the air exploding shook off the dead leaves.
The muscles in the old monk's chest and abdomen that were wriggling like snakes suddenly swelled up, bulging out into a large mass, and were able to catch the spinning kick that could break metal and split stone.
The collision caused the huge rock under Wan Miaoyin to be overturned, and Wan Miaoyin's shin bone was found to be unnaturally bent.
The old monk laughed wildly and threw Wan Miaoyin towards the mountain wall, but the latter twisted his waist and changed direction in the air, and the cold light in his sleeve went straight for the monster's eyelids.
However, the gilded mace wrapped around the flesh pillar on the old monk's left arm suddenly broke through the air and shattered the cold light.
The tumor on the old monk's left shoulder had completely regenerated. He gripped his divine weapon and roared inhumanly, "The Buddha's bones are my mace, my true blood is my guide. Today is the day I shall attain..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
Wan Miaoyin's bloodstained five fingers had penetrated the flesh hole on the back of the old monk's neck, and her fingertips were hooked on the spiral-shaped deformed spine.
She gasped as she pulled out half of the golden bone, and with a burst of energy in her hand, it turned into powder.
Half of the old monk's deformed monster body collapsed, but he roared without any pain, but with incomparable joy. He swung the gilded mace held in his flesh and blood, tearing the air, bringing up streams of energy and smashing it towards Wan Miaoyin's waist.
Wan Miaoyin endured the severe pain, and moved her good foot suddenly, pulling back. The shoulder that was firmly held by the old monk was torn off a large piece of flesh and blood.
Her face was pale, her eyes were cold, and she formed a seal with her hands. Visible energy flowed between her fingers, and a turbid white bead floated out from her waist belt.
It seemed light and floating, but in fact it carried the force of a mountain and collided heavily with the gilded mace.
The sound of metal clashing suddenly resounded through the sky, and the huge movement, accompanied by air shock waves that were clearly visible to the naked eye, shot out in all directions.
The entire official road was plowed thoroughly.
The old monk's face was ferocious, and he roared in disbelief.
"The Tianshu Sect's magical weapon, the Dingshan Pearl?"
His arm that was wrapped around the gilded mace suddenly broke into pieces and exploded completely. The gilded mace flew backwards and stuck horizontally into the ground, making a low humming sound.
The Dingshan Pearl had been knocked away and flew out, disappearing into the mountains and forests, and no one knew where it had gone.
The old monk collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, unable to move at all.
Wan Miaoyin's energy was also exhausted, and she was barely holding on.
This scene was beyond her expectations. She had originally come to deal with a minor character, but a monster comparable to the Blood Exchange Realm appeared out of nowhere.
Being able to both sides suffer losses is already the best situation at the moment.
Looking at Wan Miaoyin's appearance, the old monk, who was already as plump as mud, laughed wildly, constantly moving his muscles, and moving towards Wan Miaoyin on the ground.
"Haha, hahahahaha... Good, just right, just right, this poor monk's opportunity has arrived."
Wan Miaoyin's expression revealed a hint of sarcasm as she said calmly, "Now that the Primordial Spirit of Heaven and Earth has not yet arrived, the secret power of Heaven and Earth has not yet manifested. All other powers in the world are now considered divine weapons. If you want to be reborn through a body, you will only become more and more monstrous, and eventually become a demon without any reason... You haven't even reached the ninth level of the Martial Dao, the supreme Grandmaster of Qi training. To do such a thing is truly ridiculous."
"shut up!"
The old monk roared coldly, and his face, which was like a puddle of meat pie, was almost crazy.
"How dare you, a little boy, talk nonsense about the great secrets of heaven and earth? How could you possibly know everything?"