"It seems that the news from West China is true. Is this guy really a reincarnated living Buddha?"
Liao Yunsheng's face became more and more ugly, and his expression was serious.
Now Monk Bazhe is like a living Buddha. When he waves his hands, golden light splashes, which is more powerful than Peng Lang. He has no fear. The golden light and the shadow of his fist are intertwined. Monk Bazhe’s courage is also getting stronger and stronger. Seems unstoppable.
The battle between Monk Overlord and Peng Lang was evenly matched. Han Yan fought one against three, with no victory or defeat. The battle between the two shook the sky again. Every scene was filled with golden light. Shooting, fists and shadows intertwined, the power of the overlord monk was once again revealed.
"I heard that the monk came from the West Pole China. Could he be the overlord monk who made all the top ten temples in the West Pole China go numb?"
"Nine times out of ten, this guy and Jiang Chen are worthy of being brothers, and neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp. Jiang Chen is messing up the Zhongzhou Divine Land, and that overlord monk is shaking up the entire West Pole Divine Land. They are both troublesome masters. "
"Yes, who would have thought that Jiang Chen still has such great abilities. Now even half of the forces in the Zhongzhou Divine Land are involved. In this battle, I don't know who is the best. You can have the last laugh."
"You have ignored the man who looks like a demonic shadow. He is also a very powerful character. I heard that not long ago, the border between Zhongzhou Shentu and Nantong Shenzhou Wherever there is, the spirit of an unparalleled demon king has emerged, and it’s him who can’t be saved!”
Some people were extremely emotional that Jiang Chen, the three brothers, all possess unique skills and powerful methods. Although Jiang Chen has now There is no strength to fight anymore, but neither Monk Tyrant nor Han Yan can be defeated by anyone.
"There are many demonic shadows!"
Han Yan held the soul-controlling demon-sealing sword in his hand and slashed down horizontally. The numerous demonic shadows flew across the void, killing everyone. They are all shrouded.
“Nine turns of piano music!”
“Gentleman’s sword!”
“Twin fists of heaven!”
Three It can be said that people are like the Eight Immortals across the sea, each showing their magical powers, but in the face of Han Yan's irreversible demonic shadows, they were all repelled in the end, looking very embarrassed. A cold and stern look flashed at the corner of Han Yan's mouth. He has no charity. , the best way at this time is to go all out and kill these damn guys directly to avoid future troubles.
"Go to hell!"
Han Yan screamed hoarse, and the demonic shadow fell from the sky, making Yun Geyao, Jun Tianchou and others look very ugly. Pale.
"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, almsgiver, there is no end to the sea of suffering, and we will find shore when we turn around!"
A Buddhist mudra, struck forcefully, directlyIt dispersed Han Yan's many demonic shadows and made the clouds clear to see the moonlight.
Han Yan's face was gloomy. This man in coarse linen clothes had a stern expression, clasped his palms together, and said with an indifferent expression. He stood in front of Yun Geyao and others, blocking Han Yan's offensive.
"Old bald donkey, you are really haunted."
The Overlord Monk's pupils were constricted and his face was as gloomy as water. He knew this person, and he was in Of course, he was not the only one who narrowly escaped death in his hands and escaped from the West Pole China.
"Overlord, you are a disciple of the Buddhist sect, but you have repeatedly hurt people in my sect, so you should be captured without mercy. I will never kill you."
The man in linen cassocks The monk said in a deep voice, with a stern tone and a treasure-like expression, as if to dissuade the overlord monk from turning around.
"Old bald donkey, do you think I don't know about your wishful thinking of Kasyapa Temple? Isn't it just for the relics in my hand? If I follow you, I'm afraid I won't even die. I don’t even know that after the destruction of the Great Leiyin Temple and the disintegration of the Buddhist sect by a group of sanctimonious people, how many real monks are there in your Western China?”
The Overlord monk gritted his teeth and said, He had been grudged in his heart for a long time, and while rejecting Peng Lang, he argued with the old monk of Nagasyapa Temple.
"Amitabha, since you don't want to, then don't blame me."
As the head of the Discipline Academy of Kasyapa Temple, Wuyan is so powerful that he can compete with Ba The monks are almost equally matched, and he will definitely not come alone.
"Wu Yan, please stop being pretentious. In order to chase me, you have used so many tricks behind your back. You have to act upright and awe-inspiring in front of the world. Buddha would not do that. Forgive people like you."
Monk Bazhe said disdainfully, Wu Yan's face gradually became colder, and at this moment, he was also full of anger, but as a monk, He did not continue to quarrel with the Overlord Monk, but explained everything with his actual actions. He held the ring stick in hand, drew the sword horizontally, and was ready to fight at any time.
"Senior Brother Wu Yan, we at Tianluo Temple are doing our part to capture Tyrant. However, it seems that Tyrant is not the only person we want to arrest. Jiang Chen is also hateful. We had quite a few of them back then. The genius disciples all died in his hands. They suffered heavy losses in the illusion of Da Leiyin Temple. I, Zhilian, will never forget this debt."
Tian Luo At the head of the Bodhidharma Temple in the temple, Monk Zhilian said with an indifferent expression. Finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Chen. This was killing two birds with one stone. Jiang Chen was at the end of his game. As long as he defeated Monk Tyrant, it would be a real success.
"Amitabha! Two senior brothers, Shi Yun came late. Don't blame me. Let's capture the tyrant.I, Hongyan Temple, also dare not fall behind others. "
Shi Yun said with a faint smile, the three powerful great monks all set their sights on Monk Overlord and Jiang Chen. This time they came all the way from the West Extreme Divine State. , it was extremely difficult for them to cross over, and the purpose was naturally to catch Monk Tyrant. He had too many things in him that the temples in Western China valued very much, and it might even be the secret to changing the Buddhist sect. No one can let Qiyu Temple enjoy its achievements alone.
Peng Lang and others all narrowed their eyes. Originally, he thought these old monks were the accomplices of Monk Overlord, but now it seems, It seems that Jiang Chen and Monk Bazhe have offended everyone in Tianluo Temple, Hongyan Temple, and Kasyapa Temple. This is the best news for them.
"I am Peng Lang, the master of the Baji Sect. You masters have come at the right time. As long as you can capture this monk, then Jiang Chen will be handed over to us. "
Peng Lang said with a faint smile.
"Amitabha, Master Peng is determined. We will definitely not let this heinous monk defile the sacred land of Zhongzhou. The affairs of Pure Land and Western China do not require too much attention from Master Peng and others. "
Wu Yan said calmly. The three of them looked at each other. They knew that at this time they could only join forces to fight against Monk Tyrant. They let this guy run away before, but they absolutely cannot let him now. Leave. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They also know the relationship between him and Jiang Chen. As long as Jiang Chen is still there, Monk Bazhe will not leave, so this time he kills two birds with one stone.
【Everything that should come out is coming out. The event that brothers are looking forward to is coming soon. When we find Long Shisan, we will form a group to attack the pagoda. Brothers, if you are not satisfied with what you see, you can go and see it. The new book Sword Immortal is here. There are already more than a hundred chapters in Sword Immortal. I urgently need the support of brothers.]