"boom!"

Deng Xian only felt that the whole world was shaking at this moment. He vaguely saw the rotating sky and earth, as well as his teammates who were also rotating.

Deng Xian felt like he now knew what it felt like to be blown up. It was really painful to hit the attic next to him. Although the pain sensation has been greatly weakened in this game, it still hurt!

Although Deng Xian had already guessed what might happen, was it too much? It was just a brothel. How about blowing it up directly? It would be too violent.

And that guy Azu from Dongcheng was so accurate in his bad words, it was simply outrageous. He said the girl was flying, and the girl really was flying.

Deng Xian vaguely saw those girls flying higher than them. They probably flew at least two streets. It would be a shame to lose their appearance. It was a pity.

Deng Xian felt a little regretful, but he still managed to hold back the pain in his body and got up. His whole body felt like it was falling apart, which directly caused the buff to explode.

Shaking his head, Deng Xian tried his best to wake up and looked at the place where the explosion originally occurred. At this time, the entire Chunfeng Xiyu Tower had almost been moved to the ground. The diffuse flames and raised dust formed a scene after the explosion.

It seems that the entire Chunfeng Xiyu Building was blown up from the first floor, so they were not killed. However, they were also blown out of a negative state. It was a pity for those girls. It is estimated that none of them could survive.

Looking around again, Deng Xian found that most of the players were hanging on the roof next to Chunfeng Xiyu Building like him, but Dongcheng Azu was missing and seemed to have fallen to the ground.

However, Deng Xian heard Dongcheng Azu's scolding as he was greeting the dog planner, and knew that the unlucky boy was still alive.

From this point of view, the punishment this time is not too strong.

However, places like brothels will be less common in the future. If you just touch your hand and it will be blown away, how can you survive if you touch it?

While Deng Xian was thinking about this, a voice sounded from the center of the explosion.

"Amitabha, I wonder if it's the one who wants to kill the poor monk. Since he's here, why not come out?"

Upon hearing this, Deng Xian immediately looked towards the center of the explosion, only to see a figure appear in the fire after the dust and smoke fell.

He was dressed as a monk, with a blood-red cassock draped over his shoulders. A faint layer of blood mist all over his body blocked the monstrous fire ten feet in front of him, and he could not get even close to it.

After seeing the monk's appearance clearly, Deng Xian couldn't help but sigh that the character modeling in this game was really good.

What is an ascetic monk? This is an ascetic monk.

There are three parts compassion, three parts compassion, three parts detachment and one part divinity in his face. It is simply a waste for this monk to have such a face.

While Deng Xian was sizing up the monk, he said with a serious face, two packs of spicy sticks hanging on the roof like Deng Xian: "It's so strong. This monk didn't die even if he stayed in the center of the explosion. It's amazing."

No matter how strong it is, I guess even the individual rocket launcher may not be able to kill him."

Deng Xian paused after hearing this, then came to his senses and said, "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"Absolutely. If you look carefully, the monk's cassock is not even torn." The two packs of spicy strips pointed at Blood Bodhi and said.

"It seems a bit outrageous, so are we following a plot? Or what plot has been triggered?"

Deng Xian paused, clapped his hands and said: "Yes, it must be a plot, otherwise these NPCs are designed to be blown up. It would be a pity, so what kind of plot is this?"

"You'll know if you look at it. Since we're hung here, it's probably for us to watch here." Two packs of spicy strips pondered for a moment and said.

And just after the two packs of spicy strips opened their mouths, a voice came from afar.

"It is said that Xiong'er Mountain Blood Bodhi was once the number one young person in the Shaolin Temple. He was known as the reincarnation of Arhat. His talent was unparalleled among gods and humans, and he was the best among all living beings. I have seen it today. Even my hundred kilograms of divine gunpowder can't break through you.

The body-protecting golden bell, you are probably the only person in the world who can do this before the age of twenty."

"It's a reward. If you don't become a Buddha, you are just a clay sculpture in the mortal world. There is no difference between you and me. If you hold yourself to death, you are just a physical clay sculpture that can be beaten a little. It is not a reward." In the firelight, Blood Bodhi pinched the rosary in his hand and said softly.

And just after Blood Bodhi's words fell, a figure came from a distance in front of the dilapidated Chunfeng Xiyu Building. Even Deng Xian's people only saw an afterimage, and that person arrived in front of the dilapidated building.

He carried a long sword on his back and a bamboo hat on his head. It was completely unclear what this man looked like, but he could vaguely feel that he had an indescribable sharpness.

"What a physical clay sculpture that can hit a little. We have so many experts from Nanlulin gathered here today because we just want to see how capable you, this physical clay sculpture, can be."

Hearing this, Blood Bodhi raised his head and said softly: "One-word ghost sword Mu Shan?"

"Have you seen me?" One-word Ghost Sword Mushan whispered.

"You don't have to have seen it before. The one-word ghost sword comes from the same origin. Its true energy is completely different from that of ordinary people. It is easy to recognize." Blood Bodhi still fiddled with the forehead rosary in his hand and said unhurriedly.

"I am ten feet away, and you can actually feel the flow of my true energy?" One-word Ghost Sword Mushan said coldly.

"This is not difficult. Except for becoming a Buddha, most things in this world are not difficult." Blood Bodhi said calmly.

"Okay, okay, then let me test how capable Bodhi, who is about to become a Buddha, is."

After the words fell, the long sword behind Mu Shan, the one-word ghost sword, was instantly unsheathed. The sharp energy on his body seemed to have condensed into substance in an instant, like a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed.

Even the smoke burning under the fire gradually divided into two parts in front of him, as if encountering an invisible force.

"Why don't you let me go first?"

At this moment, an old man carrying a wooden sword suddenly appeared in front of the one-word ghost sword and said.

Blood Bodhi raised his head and said: "Wooden Swordsman?"

"You can also feel my true energy?" The wooden swordsman had a look of surprise on his face like rotten wood.

"The Kuchiki Sword Technique is the same as the Yizi Ghost Sword. Their true energy is very unique. It's easy to distinguish among the crowd." said Blood Bodhi.

"Okay, tell me who else is there?" Wooden Swordsman suddenly laughed and said.

"The other people's Qi is not so unique, but there is one who seems to be Wuya Dong's Wuya Ghost Skill." Blood Bodhi said slowly.

"You actually know Wuya Ghost Kung Fu?"

A new voice sounded again, and a tall man slowly walked over from a distance.

Xue Bodhi kept holding the rosary in his hand and said, "I heard that a great thief from the southwest rebelled in Wuya Cave, named Wei Xuan. I think he is your Excellency."

"Yes, it's me. We probably won't be able to reach an agreement at this North-South Green Forest Conference, so why not use your head to help me gain some fame in the South Green Forest." Hearing this, the big man laughed boldly.

"That's a pity." The rosary in Blood Bodhi's hand stopped for the first time.

"What's a pity?" Wei Xuan asked.

"What a pity, why do you have to die if you don't want to live a good life?" Blood Bodhi raised his head with compassion in his eyes.

"Arrogant, do you know why we didn't take action? We were waiting for you to be poisoned. A sprig of artemisia on the snow in Tangmen in Sichuan would not taste good, right?" Wei Xuan said unceremoniously.

Blood Bodhi smiled and said, "Why don't you come and give it a try."

When Wei Xuan heard this, he waved his hand and said, "Come on!"

Countless people instantly poured out of the streets on both sides and headed towards the Blood Bodhi. At this moment, the Blood Bodhi raised his hand, and the monstrous fire immediately followed his gesture. The endless flames seemed to turn into a huge tower in an instant.

The inscription is held high.

The next second, as Blood Bodhi waved his hand, the huge inscription instantly fell over and hit the visitor heavily.

In an instant, the monument shattered, and countless flames burst out. The flames instantly filled the entire street, and countless people were knocked out by the flames.

But the fire still didn't stop, and it went straight towards Yizi Guijian Mushan and others.

The long sword in Mushan's hand moved instantly, the extremely sharp sword energy poured out, and the endless flames were instantly cut in half.

"The master of Shaolin Temple's monument breaking is indeed a master of Shaolin. Let's see how much ability you have left now. Let's do it together."

As the voice of the one-word ghost sword Mushan sounded, the three people instantly appeared in front of Blood Bodhi, and the four of them fought directly together.

On top of the ruins of Chunfeng Xiyu Tower, for a moment, terrifying air waves swayed in all directions, and vertical and horizontal sword energy cut the earth full of holes.

A group of players were lying on a tall building on one side, staring at the battle in the distance. The man with twelve-pack abs couldn't help but said in shock: "Fuck, these NPCs look so fierce!"

"The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and one sword shines cold light on nineteen states. This is the world. This shot is not in vain!" P Society war criminal said excitedly.

"It does look very fierce, but this is our mission goal, and this damn thing looks too strong." Deng Xian said with a facepalm.

"It looks like at least one person will die. We can try to pick up the corpse then." The Zaun artist said while touching his chin.

"Damn it, why do you look so experienced?" Big-ass Buckley said.

"I once went to a funeral parlor to work for a while just for excitement, but it didn't turn out to be exciting." The Zuan artist said, rubbing his chin.

"Damn it, why is this what I thought it was?" Big-ass Buckley exclaimed in surprise.

When the Zaun artist heard this, he kicked the big-ass Buckley in the face and kicked him to the floor below, saying: "Can you please not drive this kind of hearse? I am a serious person."

………

While the players were bickering, the battle between the four became more and more intense. One-word Ghost Sword Mushan could clearly feel the increasing pressure from Blood Bodhi.

The monk was like a volcano about to erupt. The pressure increased with each move. At first, they were more offensive and less defensive, but now only three of their ten moves were attacking, and the rest were all attacking.

Shou.

If this continues for another twenty moves, they will all be at a disadvantage.

Is this a disciple from a famous family in the world who came out of Shaolin Temple... One-word Ghost Sword Mushan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

I have long heard about the strength of disciples from famous families, but this is the first time that Yizi Guijian Mushan has faced the proud young man from a famous family in the world. This feeling is simply terrifying.

Thinking of this, the one-word ghost sword in Mu Shan's hand became faster at this time. He used all his strength, and the family's sword technique, the one-word ghost sword, was fully deployed.

In an instant, Mu Shan seemed to have completely turned into a ghost. The terrifying zhenqi reversed, and in an instant, he thrust out 360 sword qi, causing the mountain to crack and rocks, and completely wrapping the Blood Bodhi in the sword qi.

And just when Mu Shan reached the limit and thrust out the 361 sword energy, two fingers clamped the long sword in his hand. At the same time, the 361 sword energy was three feet away from the Blood Bodhi.

The place disappeared into smoke.

"The one-word ghost sword is pretty good, but it's gone astray."
To be continued...