Chapter 552: .Ming Tonghui, you won

After the initial shock, Shu Xing Luohan quickly recovered.
His expression is a bit complicated, his palms are folded together: "The benefactor's cultivation is thorough and clear, and the poor monks admire him."
"My Buddhism practice focuses on the mind. The poor monk doesn't know how the donor can participate in such a deep Dharma, but it doesn't need to be so." The monk gradually became solemn: "Although the poor monk knows that he is defeated by the donor, he is determined to fight to the end. "
Zhang Dongyun said calmly: "You stand in front of me, and you can't help it."
At first, Arhat of Forgiveness thought Zhang Dongyun meant his life and death.
But the next moment, his face changed suddenly.
Because he realized that he couldn't help but turned to the west.
Then, the Buddha's name was announced.
If the sound wave has substance, it condenses into a blue lotus in mid-air.
In the lotus, his voice was engraved:
"The city lord of Chang'an left the customs ahead of schedule, and was damaged like Lei Han, but his cultivation level was brilliant, and Chu Yaoguang, Shen Herong, and Ao Kong assisted him. I can't subdue him alone. The opportunity is fleeting. Please Mahara. Brother Ni, Zhenren Li, and Nephew Jinghua have always been reinforcements."
The Forgiving Arhat was frightened and angry.
This is not what he wants to say at all.
But at this moment, he was involuntary and blurted out, and even more deliberately used his own Dharma to condense the voice and send it far away.
Seeing Qinglian drifting away, the forgiving Arhat was so cold.
The strength of this Chang'an City Master's cultivation base is definitely not limited to the fifteenth stage.
Moreover, it's not just martial arts cultivation that is brilliant.
The warrior does not have such a means of manipulating others.
But what is even more shocking is that the Chang'an City Lord can manipulate him as a Buddhism Arhat.
The cultivator of the fifteenth stage, like a puppet in front of him, obediently waits for instructions, and can't even struggle.
The other party can even read his memory!
The sentence that he just sent out, the tone and wording of the words, is the same as his own, and it is extremely deceptive.
The forgiving Arhat now has no regard for his own safety.
As Zhang Dongyun said, when he arrived, the outcome was already doomed.
Forgiving Arhat now only hopes that Mahaloni, Jinghua and others can see through the scam and not be fooled.
But in the eyes of Mahaloni and the others, all of this is that the forgiving Arhat himself sent out a request for help. Where is the flaw?
In other words, their hearts and minds are waiting for the news of the forgiving Arhat to be sent back.
However, Arhat of Forgiveness did not expect that the city lord of Chang'an would have such terrible methods.
However, since this Chang'an City Lord is so clever, why not immediately go to the western section of the Yanhuang Jie and take down Jinghua and the others with his own hands?
He now looks like waiting for his opponent to throw himself into the net, and he looks a bit like the habit of the big demon...
"Don't think about it, wait at ease."
Zhang Dongyun said lightly on the side.
Frankly speaking, he also gave it a try.
It's hard to tell whether it will succeed or not.
Although he controlled the forgiving Arhat to send out messages for help in person, and even created some big news on the east side, as if a great war was breaking out, it was not certain whether Jinghua and the others were fooled.
Of course, the person Zhang Dongyun hopes to attract most is Li Shulou.
In contrast, Jinghua and Mahāroni did not matter.
But Li Shulou had the least hope of coming... Zhang Dongyun shook his head slightly.
He turned his attention back to Lei Han and his son.
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With the help of Lei Han, Huo Yiming's cultivation has reached the thirteenth realm of martial arts.
And Lei Han was severely injured by Li Shulou twice, not only was Huiyao's immortal body broken, but his strength was also implicated, almost falling into a realm.
Under the circumstances, the two competed equally.
In the beginning, Lei Han had the upper hand because of his richer fighting experience.
However, Huo Yiming was quite resilient and calmly resolved Lei Han's offensive one by one.
With the passage of time, the impact of Lei Han's injury became more and more serious, and Huo Yiming began to gradually get back to the situation.
Later, Huo Yiming even began to gain the upper hand.
The pitch-black sky-cutting giant blade split and reunited in the air, turning into nine blood-eyed black dragons, swiftly avoiding Lei Han's offensive, and then all fell on Lei Han's body to bite.
Under Lei Han's serious injury, Xuantian Universe's fascination was also unable to display.
But he made a mistake with both fists and forcibly broke Huo Yiming's nine blood-eyed black dragons.
But the nine black dragons immediately gathered again into pitch-black blades.
Huo Yiming played fast, Lei Han wanted to wait for a change, but the huge sword wound in front of him shook suddenly.
Lei Han's face was expressionless, but his body stiffened in the air involuntarily.
He was half a beat slower, and suddenly there was no time to resist Huo Yiming's strong cut.
Huo Yiming's blade smashed down, and the sword qi broke through Lei Han's flesh and blood, suddenly splashing blood.
The cold eyes of the black-clothed youth shook slightly at this moment.
The blade in his hand also slowed down subconsciously.
However, when the masters compete, the difference between victory and defeat is often only in the first line.
The difference in the first line is likely to reverse the outcome.
At the same time as Huo Yiming's blade fell, Lei Han had already suppressed the impact of the sword wound on his body, with his hands claws into claws, leaning forward together, grabbing at Huo Yiming.
The opponent's blade slowed slightly, and his claws grabbed directly on his chest.
Huo Yiming spouted blood, and a big hole had been opened in his chest.
Lei Han put his hands in the flesh and blood.
He pinched a beating existence with one hand, and it was Huo Yiming's heart!
When Huo Yiming was injured, his body was stressed, and the blade slashed on Lei Han's body and moved forward again.
On Lei Han's torso, stab wounds and sword wounds interlaced, almost turning into a huge "cross" covering his entire torso.
He smashed the opponent's heart with five fingers.
The blade suddenly felt weak to move forward.
Huo Yiming coughed, but could not make a sound, only a lot of blood spurted out.
Lei Han stared at each other, his cold eyes revealed a touch of warmth and a touch of complex brilliance again.
He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly blood surged, almost squirting out a mouthful of blood.
Huo Yiming was already confused at this moment.
Although he further damaged Lei Han, Lei Han could still breathe more or less, and he was destined to die.
"You can't be shaken so easily."
Lei Han will have reached his mouth's blood pressure, then looked at his son, and slowly said: "If you didn't take the cut, now the result will be completely reversed."
Huo Yiming slashed down with a sturdy knife, Lei Han was about to fight back, and could severely inflict Huo Yiming, but now it is him who is dead.
"..."
Huo Yiming returned to light, and his consciousness was now clearer, but he was already speechless, just shook his head weakly.
Lei Han took a few hard breaths and fell silent.
As time passed bit by bit, Huo Yiming gradually closed his eyes.
Lei Han suddenly spoke:
"Ming Tonghui, you won."
The heart beating hard in his body exploded at this moment.
The essence of every effort was sent into Huo Yiming's body by Lei Han.
Then I saw the blood mist and black mist intertwined and converged, and then together in Huo Yiming's chest, it turned into a brand new heart.
The heart beat suddenly, driving Huo Yiming's flesh and blood to squirm quickly, repairing the trauma on his chest.
Lei Han slowly retracted his hands, Huo Yiming gradually became sober, and looked at the middle-aged man opposite in surprise.
The previous abnormal redness on the opponent's face disappeared, and it became pale again, with a faint cyan color.
Like a dead body.
"You want to go back to Chang'an with all your heart. You have the credit for killing me, or you can get a foothold there, but you still have to be more careful."
Lei Han slowly said: "I'm dead. For Chang'an, you will lose the most useful value. You need to be careful about Tonghui's death, cutting the grass and removing the roots. He has done a lot of this kind of thing."
While speaking, his body gradually lost its strength and fell from mid-air.
Huo Yiming subconsciously reached out to catch Lei Han: "You..."
"Not like what I would do?"
Lei Han's voice gradually became low and low: "I feel the same way, but suddenly I remembered the way you were still in your infancy, small, not crying, but looking at me laughing..."
Huo Yiming opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't say anything. He only knew to inject his own energy into the opponent's body, hoping to hang the opponent's life.
But for a long time, it was all in vain.
"No need. Yanhuang just exploded. If it affects the seventh, eleven, and twelfth sisters, I should also explain to them."
Lei Han whispered: "It's you, remember that you must be defensive... No matter who you are with, don't be soft at the last minute..."
His voice gradually weakened, until finally completely cut off.
Huo Yiming, who was holding him, stood still, as if turning into a statue.