My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 120

"Who!?"

When Fa Wu heard the voice, he was startled, and quickly followed the voice and looked over.

I saw that under the moonlight, a huge python head rose up, and between its cheeks, it seemed to have wings, and a pair of sharp triangular eyes were wide open.

Just looking at it gives people a feeling of extreme depression.

"This... what kind of beast is this...?"

Fa Wu couldn't help losing his voice.

With such a huge stature, it gives people a terrifying and creepy alien beast. Only the alien golden elephant that has been raised in Leiyin Temple for hundreds of years can be compared with it.

The golden elephant of Leiyin Temple is a born alien, and after listening to Buddhism for hundreds of years, Su Hui has already opened up.

Puhui Bodhisattva also frowned, with a dignified look in his eyes.

This is a black boa! ?

It looks like it's about to turn into a dragon!

The number of Jiaolong's appearances in ancient books is also extremely rare. Because of its violent and ferocious temperament, almost no one has subdued or suppressed it. A, take out the inner alchemy.

And Jiaolong turned into a real dragon, it only appeared once, and that was recorded a long, long time ago.

The black anaconda's cultivation base in front of him is already approaching perfection, and it seems that he is only one step away from turning into a flood dragon.

It is really a rare beast, a rare thing in the world.

At this moment, there is a figure standing above the python head.

The spacious robes rattled with the cold wind. Although it was not as elegant as Lin Yiyang's, standing under the shadow of the moon, it was inexplicably more born and indifferent, like a breeze blowing across the face.

Ghost Swordsman!

Fa Wu naturally remembered the battle on Sanmiao Mountain. The ghost swordsman took the evil sword and fought against the top ten first-rank masters with one sword. Although it was caused by burning the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the aura made him unforgettable to this day.

"Master, he is the ghost swordsman." Fa Wu said quickly beside him.

Puhui Bodhisattva nodded and said slowly: "The one who came to the Chuiguang Pagoda a few days ago is the donor."

"Exactly."

An Jing smiled lightly.

Puhui Bodhisattva's heart moved, the people in front of him had the means to restrain his energy, and it was even more difficult to make such brutal and violent alien beasts bow their heads.

"I don't know what the donor wants to visit again?"

An Jing put one hand on his chest, made a Buddha salute, and said, "I have a relationship with my Buddha, and I hope that the relic I borrow will help me achieve the Tao."

borrow! ?

If you don't borrow it, it's a robbery!

Although Fa Wu was not deeply involved in the world, he also knew what the borrowing of people in the rivers and lakes meant. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

The brother suppressed the evil spirits, and the body died and the Tao disappeared. This person even wanted the relic after the brother passed away. It is really hateful and annoying.

"It turns out that the donor came for this relic."

When Puhui Bodhisattva heard this, he suddenly felt in his heart, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not impossible if the donor really wants it, but the old monk also wants to borrow a treasure from the donor."

A trace of curiosity appeared in An Jing's eyes, "Please speak."

This master master can still covet the treasures on his own body. Could it be the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, or the Millennium Black Anaconda under his seat?

Obviously these two things can't be given to this old monk.

Soon, Puhui Bodhisattva solved the doubts in An Jing's heart, "The old monk is very interested in the hidden method on the donor's body. If he is willing to exchange this method, the old monk is willing to present this relic with both hands."

The battle of Sanmiaoshan has confirmed that this ghost swordsman is only in the realm of flowers, but he can hide his qi in front of him. This hidden method is definitely the top in the world.

If you can exchange a relic for a unique hidden method, no matter how you say it, it is not a loss.

Although many masters in the arena will practice some methods of disguising and concealing qi, most masters in the realm of masters can see through it, and the hidden methods that even masters can't see through are the rarest.

"This thing is under the exclusive method, and it will not be rumored."

An Jing said lightly.

This Qi Condensing Technique was originally discovered in an ancient book in a book stand. The book on the ground showed that it was a cyan chance, and the Bodhi Pearl was just a yellow chance. It was obviously a loss for me to exchange the cyan chance for this yellow chance.

Compared to Fazhi, the Universal Bodhisattva in front of him seems a bit philistine, or rather sincere.

Puhui Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "The donor may be disappointed, and Buddhist relics can't be easily shown to others..."

An Jing said indifferently: "Well, we have done a game, you win, I offer both hands to the concealment method, if you lose, the master can lend me the relic."

Monk Fazhi is also considered to be a generation of eminent monks. If it is robbed and robbed, it will tarnish his reputation to some extent. It is better to have a fight with this old monk, which is fair and just.

"Donor, is this true?"

Puhui Bodhisattva laughed.

This ghost swordsman probably thought that he was injured by Lin Yiyang, and his strength was greatly reduced, but even if his strength was greatly reduced, he could still maintain the strength of a half-step master.

I just don't know why, this ghost swordsman wants to have a fight with himself, is there any other way.

But Puhui Bodhisattva has a trace of confidence in his heart. No matter what means, he will not be afraid of masters in the realm of flowers in one place.

"Naturally."

An Jing stood above the thousand-year-old black anaconda, his eyes as calm as water.

"Okay, then the old monk will learn the master's tricks."

Puhui Bodhisattva put his hands together in front of his chest.

"Master......"

Fa Wu couldn't help but said.

Bairi Puhui Bodhisattva just had a fight with Lin Yiyang, and his injury has not yet recovered.

"Go back, the old monk also wants to see if this donor is related to my Buddha."

Puhui Bodhisattva lowered his brows and eyes, and his voice was full of energy, and it did not seem like he had been severely injured.

Fa Wu nodded when he heard this, and then slowly retreated to the rear.

"Hey!"

An Jing turned his wrist, and the moonlight shone down, and the ground was icy cold.

Evil Sword!

Puhui Bodhisattva was sighing in his heart. Today, he has seen the ninth-ranked Phoenix Sword, but he did not expect to see the Zhenxie Sword that is still on top of the Phoenix Sword.

However, this Zhenxie Sword is only a broken blade, not a complete famous sword, and the sword intent emitted from it is much worse than that of the Phoenix Sword.

The Phoenix Sword is the sword taught by the Jade Heng Sword Sect. It has been nurtured by countless top swordsmen in the past dynasties. It contains a surging sword intent, which is a feeling of being poured down by a surging general trend.

But this evil-suppressing sword made people feel strange and indistinguishable, with chills down the back, like a ghost swordsman standing on top of the black anaconda at the moment.

"Donor, make a move."

Universal Bodhisattva Way.

"Master, then offend me."

When An Jing heard this, he swung his body and swung the evil-suppressing sword in his hand.

Chi!

A sword-like light burst out from the blade and swept towards Puhui Bodhisattva.

Compared with Lin Yiyang, this sword light is a bit different in terms of artistic conception, and it is even more different in terms of cultivation.

After all, Lin Yiyang has already reached the peak of a grandmaster, and the ghost swordsman in front of him is only in the realm of earth flowers.

Coupled with the fact that the Phoenix Sword is stronger than the Suppressing Evil Sword's remnant, the power is far from the same.

Seeing this scene, Fa Wu's heart was slightly relieved, but then he couldn't help but secretly said: This ghost swordsman wants to eat his master's leak, that is not such an easy thing.

Puhui Bodhisattva looked indifferent and stretched out his fingers.

"Crack!"

I saw that the sharp sword light seemed to be pinched by his fingers, and with the turning of Prahui Bodhisattva's fingers, the dull sword light suddenly split into pieces.

"So strong!"

Seeing this, An Jing was secretly surprised.

Even if the master master was severely injured, he was still able to easily catch his own sword.

In a flash of lightning, the evil-suppressing sword in An Jing's hand swept away like a gust of wind again, fierce and fast.

quick!

From Fa Wu's point of view, the sword light that An Jing swung out had reached the point where he couldn't see clearly.

I just felt that pieces of sword light gushed out from the blade of the Zhenxie Sword, turning into a wave of surging mountains and tsunamis.

Puhui Bodhisattva did not move a step, his right hand kept pinching, turning, and flicking, and the sword light that seemed violent like a violent storm was instantly shattered by him.

Kasyapa Fingers!

This is one of the real martial arts of Leiyin Temple.

The Buddha nuzzled the flowers, and Kasyapa smiled.

This Kasyapa finger seems to be masculine and domineering, but it is feminine. After the cultivation is completed, the three-pointed object, no matter how solid the stone, can be pointed and shattered. Compared with sharp weapons, it hurts people invisible.

When Puhui Bodhisattva worshipped Leiyin Temple, his comprehension was not high, and he was even at the bottom of the same monks. However, he was quiet by nature. Except for chanting Buddhist scriptures and practicing Buddhist martial arts every day, he would not be him. miss.

Day after day, year after year, this amazing perseverance made him eventually become one of the first of the seven courtyards of Leiyin Temple, and as the first of Leiyin Temple, in addition to cultivating the "Indestructible King Kong Body" and "Indestructible Diamond Body" In addition to the Diamond Heart Sutra, you can also choose a Zhenwu martial arts.

Puhui Bodhisattva chose this Kasyapa finger, knowing that no one chose to practice this Kasyapa finger for nearly 50 years at that time.

This **** is magical and unique. It is strong and domineering, but it is lingering and feminine. It is very difficult to get started and cultivate. Once you learn this fingering, the other six real martial arts of Leiyin Temple cannot be learned.

Therefore, very few people would give up the other six martial arts at the true martial level for this Kasyapa finger.

At that time, the abbot of Leiyin Temple also asked why Puhui chose this Kasyapa finger, and Puhui looked at the book in his hand and said seriously: "I didn't choose Kasyapa, but this Kasyapa chose me. ."

In the years that followed, Puhui practiced this Kasyapa finger with one heart, and really let him practice to the ninth level, and he was only one step away from reaching Consummation.

An Jing's wrist was shaking, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, but he was resolved one by one by the Puhui Bodhisattva, which seemed very relaxed.

"As expected of a master in the master realm."

An Jing secretly said, the Zhenxie Sword in his hand clenched tightly, and his internal strength continued to gather on the sword.

Nine-word sword art! Fight word secret!

Nine-character Sword Art is a martial art at the true martial level, and the characteristics of sword moves contained in each character secret are very different, and this fighting character secret is the ultimate attack.

The fierce sword qi floated in, as if it was brightly colored. In addition to the fierceness of the Zhenxie Sword itself, the cold qi suddenly became more intense.

Puhui Bodhisattva's face was calm, and then he stretched out his index finger.

I saw that the finger light was flowing with golden light, shining in the dark night.

"Tom!"

The golden finger light passed through, and the blood-like sword energy in front of him burst apart in an instant.

But at the next moment, the blood-colored sword qi that had been cracked, like a wild snake dancing wildly, rushed towards the face of the Puhui Bodhisattva.

"The Fifth Realm!?"

Seeing this, Puhui Bodhisattva moved in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this ghost swordsman is also a swordsman in the fifth realm. You must know that there are very few swordsmen in the world who can reach the fifth realm, definitely not more than twenty people. The five swordsmen of the world are only in this fifth realm.

If it takes time for this ghost swordsman to reach the realm of a half-step master, it is not impossible for him to become the sixth greatest swordsman in the world.

But looking at it now, the cultivation base is still a bit worse, and the artistic conception of swordsmanship also lacks some enthusiasm.

I saw Puhui Bodhisattva's fingers connected, golden light surging, the air in front was like ripples, and the few swords were punctured in an instant.

"Ta Ta Ta..."

An Jing's body was forced back, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and there were imprints, which showed his strength.

Even after several moves, they were easily defeated by Puhui Bodhisattva. Even though Anjing's swordsmanship had reached the fifth stage, it still failed to make Puhui Bodhisattva move.

The strength of the master is indeed not to be underestimated.

"It seems that the donor can't borrow this relic today."

Puhui Bodhisattva folded his hands together. Originally, he thought that the ghost swordsman would join the black anaconda to fight against him, so he would have a good chance of winning, but obviously the ghost swordsman wanted to fight him alone.

"Not necessarily."

An Jing's pupils shrank slightly.

He knew that if he hadn't used that secret technique to transform into a ghost, it would be absolutely impossible to get the slightest benefit from Puhui Bodhisattva.

Thinking of this, he began to burn the blood essence in his body into his dantian.

In an instant, the dark Qi machine near the dantian was also ignited, like a raging fire.

Then the brain became ethereal, as if it had entered an unprecedented state, even the whole body was light and airy, and the sword in his hand became much lighter.

Ghostly!

An Jing directly burned the soul of the thousand-year-old black anaconda in his dantian with his own blood essence, and his strength also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Puhui Bodhisattva also frowned. Could it be that this ghost swordsman has been suppressing his own strength! ?

The whole body of An Jing was surging with black air, and a cold flame seemed to appear in his pupils, and the whole person seemed to have just climbed out of the underworld.

Silence! horrible!

"what happened?"

Fa Wu, who was watching the battle in the distance, only felt that the ghost swordsman's energy was gradually rising, as if he had completely changed a person, and it didn't take long for him to feel a sense of suffocation.

"Is this a ghost?"

An Jing looked at the Puhui Bodhisattva in front of him silently, and shook the evil-suppressing sword in his hands. An extremely abundant power surged into his body, and it seemed that the wind was much slower when he entered his eyes.

"bass!"

As soon as An Jing stepped, the next moment he appeared in front of Puhui Bodhisattva like a ghost.

quick!

too fast!

Even Puhui Bodhisattva was slightly surprised at this moment.

The ghost swordsman's speed was much faster than before, and the sword in his hand was even more stern, making it even more chilling.

It's like a downhill tiger rushing out of its shackles.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light rushed in front of him like a thunderbolt.

"not good!"

Puhui Bodhisattva was shocked. This sword seemed to be no less than Lin Yiyang's sword. He didn't expect that the ghost swordsman's strength increased by leaps and bounds in just a moment.

At the moment, the internal force in the body is running, and then a layer of golden light is bathed in the body.

"Tom!"

The Suppressing Evil Sword that I saw swept forward, and finally slammed into the golden light of the protective body, and then made a loud noise like a dull thunder.

"It's scary..."

Fa Wu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly used his inner strength to protect his ears.

At the moment when Zhenxie Sword and Jin Guang met, a huge force came from the body of Zhenxie Sword, and An Jing was forced to retreat by this force.

The Puhui Bodhisattva on the other side was not feeling well either. He only felt his chest churning. The original injury was even more serious, and his footsteps touched the ground, leaving a long trace.

"call......"

Puhui Bodhisattva let out a long breath, frowning tightly.

If the previous Ghost Swordsman's aura was like a trickling stream, then this moment was like a wave of waves, giving him a great pressure.

This pressure is stronger than the previous Lin Yiyang.

It's not that the ghost swordsman's strength has surpassed that of Lin Yiyang at this moment, but when facing Lin Yiyang, Puhui Bodhisattva was in its heyday, but now he was injured and persisted for such a long time, and the qi in his body also changed. Disturbed by Lin Yiyang's sword energy.

Under such circumstances, facing the ghost swordsman whose strength has suddenly increased, it is naturally not easy.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

An Jing's eyes were like torches, and the black energy lingered behind him, like a ghost standing behind him, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand seemed to vibrate with excitement.

In his ghostly state, his strength has increased by a few levels.

Especially the soul of the thousand-year-old black boa is burning.

The Puhui Bodhisattva also looked at the front with full attention, and became very solemn.

Neither of them spoke, but the world did not become quiet.

The majestic Qi machine swept away from the two of them like a hurricane, and vaguely, it seemed to carry the sound of Zen and the sound of swords.

An Jing held the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and his eyes were locked on the Pratunam Bodhisattva in front of him. Above his body, the energy flowed continuously.

next moment.

Puhui Bodhisattva's body is vertical, and the whole body is also bursting with dazzling golden light at this time, and a somewhat terrifying qi fluctuation, like a tide, erupted.

Swish!

His forward figure, at this moment, disappeared out of thin air.

An Jing's complexion also changed drastically at this time, because he knew that Pratunam Bodhisattva did not disappear, but because of his speed, he avoided his sight.

Although An Jing couldn't feel the existence of Puhui Bodhisattva, his instinct told him to fly away into the distance.

Swish!

The next moment, the wind whistled beside his ears, and it was obvious that Puhui Bodhisattva was approaching.

An Jing's figure was also like a ghostly figure, his eyes suddenly condensed, he turned around without hesitation, and the Anti-Evil Sword in his hand carried a surging cold air, and stabbed it behind him like lightning.

boom! boom!

The air was whistling under the sword of An Jing, leaving faint traces in the nothingness.

Sword marks!

Only when the speed reaches a certain level, will sword marks be left in the air.

"Boom!"

The Zhenxie Sword stabbed like lightning, and a deafening sound suddenly resounded, and just behind him, Puhui Bodhisattva pointed with one hand and met the tip of the Zhenxie Sword.

In the surging golden light, it directly blocked An Jing's fierce sword to the point where he couldn't advance even an inch.

Swish! Swish!

An Jing's eyes were sharp, his arms vibrated, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand seemed to be roaring.

An Jing obviously didn't hold back at all. As soon as he made his move, he unleashed the sword power of the fifth realm, and then with the help of the power of the evil sword in his hand, such a storm-like offensive, even if it was a half-step master, The only way is to avoid its edge and not dare to touch it.

However, An Jing's opponent this time was not an ordinary half-step master, but a severely injured master.

In the face of his fierce offensive, the Universal Bodhisattva showed no sign of escaping.

Kasyapa Fingers!

The pointing light greeted the sword light like a drizzle of rain, and then disappeared in silence.

Ding! Ding!

The sword shadows were continuously annihilated, An Jing's eyes became more and more fierce, and his palm that was holding the Zhenxie Sword was trembling slightly.

Every fierce confrontation, there will be an extremely arrogant force coming. If the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand is not a peerless sword, if he hadn't used the ghost form, I am afraid it would have already become at this moment. A puddle of meat.

The master is worthy of being a master!

Ghost shadows and golden light collided in the dark night, and then disappeared.

Ding!

The sword shadows in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the evil-suppressing sword burst out of the sky, and the Puhui Bodhisattva also greeted him with a finger in the sky, like a needle-pointed wheat awn in the mid-air, colliding with precision.

boom!

A terrifying strong wind swept away, and it was faintly visible that the waves of the air machine were surging towards both sides.

"The strength of this ghost swordsman is really strange. If you were so strong last time in Sanmiaoshan, why would you have to work so hard?"

Fa Wu looked at the battle in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The battle in front of him was no less exciting than the battle between Puhui Bodhisattva and Lin Yiyang.

Especially the ghost swordsman, the mysterious and treacherous shadow, inexplicably makes people shudder.

It's a pity that only he can see such a wonderful battle.

If it is downstairs in Huanglong in the daytime, the sensation caused may not be small.

The golden light in Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes suddenly flickered, and then turned into golden afterimages, and the next palm was slapped on An Jing's chest, and the air seemed to be rippling with faint ripples under his palm.

With the emergence of a palm, a circle of golden ripples also appeared at once.

There was a tremor in the ground.

The most powerful thing about the Grandmaster is that the internal power in his body has been transformed into True Qi, and the martial arts displayed by the True Qi is what makes the masters under the Grandmaster look up to him.

An Jing felt the astonishing strength, and suddenly his heart trembled.

Although Puhui Bodhisattva has been severely injured, and his cultivation base can't perform even 30% of the time, it is still so terrifying.

From this, you can feel the power of Lin Yiyang, who actually caused the Puhui Bodhisattva in his heyday to be injured by the cultivation of the half-step master.

An Jing couldn't dodge the thunderous palm of Puhui Bodhisattva.

When An Jing saw it, he knew that he couldn't dodge, so he took a deep breath.

boom!

The majestic Qi machine spread out in An Jing's hands.

Swordsmanship!

An Jing shook the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and slashed towards Puhui Bodhisattva.

The golden light in Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes flickered, and he slapped it fiercely.

Boom!

A dull voice resounded, and a storm swept across the pair of collisions, and the fierce and unparalleled sword light only persisted for a moment, and then completely shattered.

The rest of the punches slammed **** An Jing's chest.

boom!

The deep voice sounded, and An Jing's body was directly knocked out by a palm.

An Jing's feet landed heavily, his feet were on the ground, and he quickly retreated to the rear.

"Crack!"

Then he saw that the Zhenxie sword in his hand was inserted into the ground fiercely, and after the Zhenxie sword made a deep mark on the ground, it made him stabilize a little.

Before An Jing wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, his body turned forward again.

Its body is like a ghost, walking in the dark night, and then the Zhenxie Sword in his hand comes out.

Hundred-step flying sword!

Swish!

The Zhenxie Sword suddenly appeared behind Puhui Bodhisattva, with an air of coldness, the sharp sword tip stabbed at Puhui Bodhisattva's back with a tricky and ruthless arc.

Puhui Bodhisattva seemed to have sensed it a long time ago. As soon as his body moved, he disappeared in place, and the evil-suppressing sword that came from the sky flew straight into the air.

"As expected of a master master." An Jing stood up, and he wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

If the hundred-step flying sword just now was an ordinary expert, he would definitely be pierced through his body, but he didn't even touch the corner of Puhui Bodhisattva's clothes.

"Donor, it's time for the old monk to take action."

Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes were still shining with golden light. He knew that if he continued to fight, the wounds in his body would gradually tear apart, and he might actually be defeated by this ghost swordsman.

call out!

The figure of Puhui Bodhisattva has turned into a golden light and flew away.

Boom! Boom!

Puhui Bodhisattva didn't make a move, and as soon as he made a move, he didn't hold back at all. The huge golden fingerprints fell, like a huge golden stone pillar falling towards An Jing fiercely, and even the bright moonlight was blocked.

An Jing's brows furrowed, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand loosened.

Swordsmanship!

The sharp sword qi whistled between heaven and earth, like a ray of light piercing out.

There was a surging aura attached to the evil-suppressing sword, as if it had burst out of the underworld.

"Hey!"

Zhenxie Sword coldly faced the golden beam of light, and then pierced it directly.

"not good!"

Puhui Bodhisattva secretly said, only to see that the Zhenxie sword was already rushing towards his eyebrows.

coax!

The surrounding world violently rioted, and streaks of golden light emerged.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!

Puhui Bodhisattva's body is surging with golden light, majestic, and the vast breath fills the sky.

King Kong is immortal!

Boom! Boom!

The Zhenxie Sword attacked fiercely, hitting the oscillating golden light, and then a harsh roaring sound broke out.

Time stood still.

The tip of Zhenxie Sword hit the golden light, but it was difficult to enter the slightest bit.

One side is the black sword energy, and the other side is the vast, majestic Buddha light.

The chambers competed against each other, each occupying half of the night sky.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

As the qi of the two gradually declined, the body of Puhui Bodhisattva shook, and both of them retreated towards the rear.

Puhui Bodhisattva stepped on the ground and hurt, and the golden qi flowed like a tidal wave.

Standing in the middle of the golden waves, he looked down at the world like a Buddha aloft.

boom!

As soon as he pointed it out, there was a frightening golden light.

An Jing saw the golden finger light coming, his body shook, his body turned into a ghost, and he stabbed again with a sword.

Clang!

An almost exploding sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, and then the air storm spread wildly into the distance.

Under the heavy impact of a sword and a finger, An Jing felt a numbness in his arm, and his body subconsciously retreated to the back.

boom!

After the Puhui Bodhisattva attacked, there seemed to be no difference at all, and the palm of his hand rushed again.

An Jing quickly retreated to the rear, and the blood in his body surged.

And the impact of this palm has the potential to annihilate mountains and rivers.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Zhenxie Sword broke out with a soft moan, as if it had transformed into countless sword shadows and stabbed forward.

Bang bang bang!

Countless sword shadows were directly smashed by the golden finger light, and the remaining strong wind whistled, almost tearing him apart.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

An Jing's footsteps retreated toward the rear.

"Gurgling~!"

After being repelled by this palm, An Jing couldn't bear it any longer, and there was almost a mouthful of strong blood in his mouth.

Sanmiaoshan, under the moonlight.

The two masters started to fight today, and the whole Sanmiaoshan trembled slightly under the staggered energy.

"Donor, offended!"

Puhui Bodhisattva suppresses the wounds in his body, and all the inner strength comes together.

boom!

The next moment, golden light surged above Sanmiao Mountain, and a phantom appeared in the midst of the vastness.

Two parts view the world, eight parts view freedom.

A golden Buddha figure cast like glass stands behind the Universal Bodhisattva.

Then the Buddha figure seemed to merge with the Universal Bodhisattva.

"Boom!"

Puhui Bodhisattva stretched out with one palm, and the Buddha shadow behind it also rolled down with one palm.

The Buddha Shadow's palm fell, as if a mountain fell heavily, and An Jing below was like an ant in front of the huge palm print.

The air made a trembling sound, extremely harsh.

Fa Wu was slightly relieved to see this, and the evenly matched battle just now made him think that the ghost swordsman still has a chance of winning, but at this moment, the Puhui Bodhisattva Vajra Immortal Body fell, and all the chances of winning the ghost swordsman turned into bubbles.

Could this ghost swordsman be stronger than Lin Yiyang?

This is obviously not possible.

The moonlight above An Jing was blocked, and the place where you saw it turned into a golden light.

Zhenxie Sword made a vibrato sound, and then as if infused with internal power, the vibrato sound became more intense.

"call out!"

Then he broke away from An Jing's hand and rushed towards the sky.

Hundred-step flying sword!

Swordsmanship is a move, there is no change.

But the Hundred Steps Flying Sword is different. His sword can be manipulated and changed.

Tianwu level swordsmanship, how can it be a false name?

The Zhenxie Sword flew in midair, and then the sword body began to divide.

split into two.

Two into four.

Four into eight.

In an instant, the Suppressing Evil Sword seemed to have turned into countless flying swords, densely packed, covering the entire sky, forming a black rain of swords, facing the golden palm print.

An Jing's body was vertical, like a ghost, and rushed into the sword rain.

One grabbed the evil-suppressing sword in the center.

"Um!?"

Seeing this, Puhui Bodhisattva changed his face slightly.

The next moment, the dense Jian Yu greeted the golden palm print.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A wave of Qi machines suddenly erupted between the heavens and the earth, rushing towards the surrounding frantically.

An Jing also felt the oppression of Puhui Bodhisattva, and his whole body was tense to the extreme.

Afterwards, all the black energy in the whole body burned out, and the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand released a terrifying sword light.

clang! clang!

I saw that the golden Buddha image was directly torn apart, and the sword light of Zhenxie Sword recklessly went towards the Puhui Bodhisattva behind the golden wave.

Whoa! Whoa!

How could Puhui Bodhisattva stop this sword at this moment, his body was shocked, and the sword light directly stabbed the indestructible body of King Kong.

In Yuzhou City, both teahouses and restaurants are full of hustle and bustle.

Everyone was talking about the battle that took place during the day, and they all looked very excited, because they were all witnesses to this battle, and this was also the capital they boasted about in the future.

"This Sect Leader Lin is really amazing, half-step master vs. master."

"If you want me to say that this master is worthy of being a master, even Sect Leader Lin who holds the Phoenix Sword has been defeated. Who in the world can manage to defeat the master with a half-step master?"

"Didn't Puhui Bodhisattva say it? Sect Leader Lin will definitely reach the sixth mirror within three years, and Sect Leader Lin must be firmly seated as the number one swordsman in the world."

"Today's battle of yours has brought me a lot of gains. The swordsmanship has made great progress. Sect Leader Lin is worthy of being a giant in swordsmanship."

"The strength of the Pure Land of the Western Regions is really not to be underestimated. I heard that this Universal Bodhisattva has only become a Bodhisattva for three years."

"I don't know how many master masters there are in this Buddhist school. It's really scary."

"Today, Buddhism opened the altar to teach the Fa, and everything went well. It seems that no one in this world can control the party. This Buddhism has returned."

At this moment, a golden light flashed outside Yuzhou City, followed by an astonishing surge of sword energy.

The light seemed to light up the night sky.

"Look! There is Buddha Light outside Yuzhou City." Someone looked out the window and said in surprise.

"It seems to be in the direction of Faxi Temple, how can there be such a powerful Qi."

"There is also a sword stance. This sword stance is very good. It is definitely something that can only be displayed by the top swordsmen of the fifth realm." A swordsman lost his voice.

In Yuzhou City, there was a panic, all attracted by the golden Buddha light and sword light.

At this moment, it is on the mountainside of Sanmiao Mountain.

The fierce battle between An Jing and Puhui Bodhisattva has come to an end.

The evil-suppressing sword was dotted above the golden light, while hundreds of swords rained down around it.

Neither of them stepped back, and the golden light and the sword qi were at a stalemate again.

"boom!"

At this time, the energy behind An Jing erupted, and all the black air flowed like the sword of the evil-suppressing sword.

With the blessing of this qi machine, the evil-suppressing sword shines brightly and stabs it forward.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

The next shocking scene emerged. The indestructible Vajra indestructible body suddenly appeared one after another cracks, and then it became bigger and bigger. It seemed that it finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the sound of 'bang' completely burst open.

"Wow!"

With the rupture of the immortal body of the vajra, the Pratunam Bodhisattva stepped back again and again, his face flushed red, and then he couldn't bear it any longer, and a blood arrow was sprayed out.

"Master!"

Fa Wu saw this, his eyes showed horror, and then quickly walked forward.

"I'm fine..."

The body of Puhui Bodhisattva swayed.

He already had an old injury, but at this moment, the sword from Fang Cai directly pierced his Vajra Indestructible Body, which immediately made his injury even worse.

lost!

Puhui Bodhisattva is defeated!

The master master who defeated Lin Yiyang was now defeated by An Jing.

And An Jing was not feeling well at the moment, his face was pale, and his whole body was riddled with holes. In addition to being injured by Universal Bodhisattva, there were also huge sequelae left by the ghostly transformation.

However, the sequelae had not completely erupted, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"The donor, the swordsmanship is superb, and the strength is also profound. The old monk is convinced of defeat."

Puhui Bodhisattva took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Today is just a fluke."

An Jing waved his hand.

To be able to defeat Puhui Bodhisattva today, the most important thing is that he has already been injured by Lin Yiyang. In addition, he has burned the soul of the black anaconda for thousands of years, and has used the secret magic to transform into a ghost. Otherwise, with his cultivation base, it may not be Puhui at all. The enemy of the Bodhisattva.

"Fawu, give the relic to this donor."

Puhui Bodhisattva said.

"Master......"

When Fa Wu heard this, he suddenly became embarrassed.

This is his senior brother, the relic left after Fazhi passed away.

"It's just something outside."

The peaceful path of Universal Bodhisattva.

"Yes."

When Fa Wu heard this, he took out the golden and shining relic from his arms, and finally threw it at An Jing with a gritted teeth.

"Thank you."

An Jing caught the relic and moved in his heart.

With this relic, his golden bones can be perfected, and his strength can be improved by a level.

"This relic is not borrowed for nothing."

An Jing pondered for a while, and then said: "Five days later, I will send this half volume of Qi-gathering technique to Faxi Temple."

"Thank you sir."

Hearing An Jing's words, Puhui Bodhisattva couldn't help but smile.

"Then leave today."

An Jing put away the relic, and then his body fell on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda.

Time to go home for dinner.

"donor."

At this moment, Puhui Bodhisattva suddenly said.

"What's the matter?"

An Jing raised his brows and asked.

Puhui Bodhisattva asked: "Since this relic is borrowed, I don't know when to return it?"

Hearing the words of Universal Bodhisattva, UU read www. uukanshu.com An Jing glanced at him inexplicably, and then drove the Millennium Black Anaconda to run into the distance.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

The thousand-year-old black anaconda that I saw slid under the rocky cliffs and went straight down the mountain. The speed was unbelievable, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sight of Puhui Bodhisattva and Fawu.

"This ghost swordsman deserves to be a ghost swordsman, his swordsmanship is treacherous, and so is his strength."

Seeing An Jing's disappearing back, Puhui Bodhisattva couldn't help but said, "Fawu, support him as a teacher, let's go back to Faxi Temple."

Fa Wu asked curiously, "Master, didn't you say it's okay...?"

"That's for ghost swordsmen..."

Puhui Bodhisattva smiled bitterly, "If you were so seriously injured just now, if the ghost swordsman has the intention to kill, it will be troublesome, don't forget, there is a strange beast ready to go... …”

When Fawu heard this, he quickly supported the Puhui Bodhisattva and walked up the mountain.

Chapter end