Chapter 664

Luohan in Dinglin has lotus under his feet. He moves the void to avoid Zhang Dongyun.

But he was injured and soon caught up with Zhang Dongyun.

Zhang Dongyun's seemingly insipid hand has returned to his original nature, which is hard for Dinglin Luohan to resist.

The skin of both arms of this Buddhist monk is no longer golden, and at the same time, it is full of cracks, like the dry and cracked earth.

At the moment, it is extremely difficult for Dinglin Luohan to practice Buddhism with his palms together.

The light flowed from the cracks of his arms, so that the Buddha light could not gather.

He has the intention to stabilize his own state of mind, but every time he uses the Dharma, when the light of the Buddha is surging, his eyes are black again.

Others can see that there are cracks on the top of this Buddha arhat's head, which are like blood flowing out of it.

The empty mountain arhat saw this on one side, and in a hurry he helped.

The light of the Buddha turned into a shower to protect Luohan in Dinglin.

But between Zhang Dongyun's fingers and his hands, he has great power and infinite mystery.

The curtain of Luohan's rain on the empty mountain just barely resisted Zhang Dongyun for a moment, and was torn by his bare hands in a twinkling of an eye.

On the other side, the invisible sword Qi passed by, and the empty mountain Luohan's own gold body also immediately added a hole.

Su Po's left hand was behind him, and his right five fingers were empty, as if holding an invisible sword. He cut the golden body of Buddha on the spot.

After many years of Buddhism cultivation, there was no sense of despair in his heart at this moment.

At the same time, he felt guilty and remorseful.

To a certain extent, it was he who made the mistake.

It is said that he is the cover of Dinglin Luohan to break through the encirclement and escape. He once thought that the virtual space of the distant universe seems to have an invisible wall blocking the way, which makes Dinglin Luohan move slowly and cannot advance or retreat.

If not, though Zhang Dongyun was strong, he would not have hit Dinglin Luohan badly in just a few moves.

If you can't stir it up, you can always hide it.

Just like the empty mountain arhat, he tried to fight with Su Po's sword, but did not fight with Su Po. So he could support him for a long time. Only when he neglected himself in order to rescue Dinglin arhan, he was cut by Su Po.

Unfortunately, Dinglin Luohan was forced to fight with Zhang Dongyun in succession. As a result, he was defeated in three or two moves.

Once he was injured by Zhang Dongyun's fist, he felt powerless if he wanted to fight like an empty mountain arhat.

The same is true of arhat Kongshan himself.

At the moment, Su's sword broke, and the light of the Buddha dispersed, and he was defeated completely.

Su Po has never been a murderer, but now he will not be merciful. He cuts through the empty mountain arhat body with one sword. Instead of taking back his sword, he keeps moving forward and cuts deep into the empty mountain arhat body.

In Su Po's eyes, there was a color of ice blue at the moment.

His heart, which is full of ice, is beating like a real heart. A lot of cold air comes from his heart and spreads from his blood to his four limbs.

The immeasurable water of the great essence eventually nourished and became the branches of the Wutong tree in his right arm.

And the right arm of the broken wood of the Wutong tree is like burning, and the wood essence is the fuel of the fire, and it is constantly boosted.

It's like a fire in the sky.

All kinds of power concentrated on Su Po's right hand.

On the surface of his right hand, a yellowish brown color appeared.

Mr. Taiqing met him and nodded slowly.

As expected, Su Po has successfully refined that soul Xuanshi.

In this way, fire regenerates earth, and then earth generates gold!

Under the continuous supply of power, it finally condensed into a line, a little bit.

Incomparably pure sharpness was born on the invisible sword edge in Su Po's hands.

It seems that nothingness will be broken by this sword.

Su Po's sword fell on the gold body of the empty mountain arhat, and then the invisible blade crossed.

The whole gold body of arhat was cut by Su Po's sword!

The empty mountain arhat was so frightened that he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures with his palms together.

A lot of rain condensed and floated on the surface of his gold body.

His gold body of arhat seems to have changed gradually and finally turned into a treasure bottle.

It seems that the vase can contain all things and one side of the world.

Su Po's sword spirit is constantly absorbed by the bottle.

The empty mountain arhat hopes to defuse the edge of Su Po.

However, Su Po's sword edge only slightly stopped, and then continued to cut.

The vase was transformed into the empty mountain arhat himself.

With a cry, the golden arhat's body was cut into two parts.

Su Po cut the sword from his right shoulder to his left hip.

The body of the empty mountain arhat was divided into two parts. Under the head and neck, there was only one left arm and half trunk.

This Buddhist monk is also tenacious.

The body is divided in two and still refuses to give up.

He cut his body up and down at the same time and ran away in two directions.

It is the lower part of the body without a head. At this time, the light of Buddhism is surging, condensing into an illusory upper body and head.

Empty mountain arhat at the moment will and faith concentrated to the extreme, leaving only one idea to escape.

Fighting for a will is not extinct, his vitality has been preserved.

But it's all just a dying struggle.

He couldn't escape just now, let alone now?

In Su Po's eyes, the ice blue recedes, and Xuansheng's heart slows down.

The power of Wutong, the core of heaven and the soul of the earth are also convergent.

But even so, he immediately brushed his two swords and cut off the two sides to kill the empty mountain arhat.

At this moment, the Buddhist arhat, who was born in the pure land of Cihang, can no longer support him.

"It doesn't seem to be quite mature yet?" On one side, Zhang Dongyun spoke.

At the same time, he once again hit Dinglin Luohan on the top of his head.

The head of this Buddhist arhat was blown up by Zhang Dongyun on the spot.

"It's not long since we've realized it, but we still need some polishing." Su Po looked at Zhang Dongyun and said.

Zhang Dongyun nodded: "it's extremely rare. It's really sharp."

It can be seen that Su Po has not been able to grasp the peerless sword that divides the empty mountain arhat into two.

However, when a sword comes out, it has reached its peak in terms of attack alone, even better than Zong Tianxuan's Shuangzi Weiyuan.

Even the Shangqing Taoist who was wrestling with Yuqing Taoist couldn't help looking at it.

Regardless of the array and magic weapon, we can only calculate their own ways. Among the three li shulou, they are the only ones to attack, and the one from the Qing Dynasty is the most.

But when he saw Su Po's most powerful sword, he was not confident that he could attack more fiercely than his opponent.

Although Kong Shan Luo Han was just distracted, even so, he was also a Buddhist master of Cihang pure land. He had a strong gold body.

In the end, it was not su Po's sword.

Xiangyuan's face is also ugly, but his eyes can't help looking at Zhang Dongyun on the other side.

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