Chapter 392

"By your Buddha? Is there a Buddha in this world? "

Su Xun stood up in the air with his hands on his back and a touch of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Forget empty hands together: "Buddha, in the heart."

"Then there is no Buddha?" The irony on Su Xun's face became more and more obvious, and his voice became cold: "unfortunately, there is no real Buddha in this world, but there is a real God. If you get in the way of the son of God, you will die."

The dispute over religion and belief is more fierce than national hatred.

In this world, except himself, Su Xun did not allow any belief to exist.

What's more, the so-called Buddhas and Taoists in this world are just illusory and deceiving people?

It's just that I have a grudge with the two biggest sects, so I'll settle it together.

If we get rid of Lotus Temple and Guizhen temple, other temples and Taoist temples of all sizes in the world will die out without his help.

"Benefactor, you are too fierce. You will become a troll in the future. For the sake of the common people in the world, I am a monk. I can only kill you. Amitabha, benefactor, I will help you to live in bliss."

Forget empty words sound down, the momentum on the body slowly rose, a magnificent momentum burst out, the whole person also stepped up and opposed to Su Xun.

"Kill

The commander of Xiuyi made the long sword come out of its sheath. With a roar, he stepped into the air and killed other monks in Lianhua temple.

"Clang -"

the sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath is constantly ringing, and thousands of embroidered guards are rushing to the Lotus Temple like waves.

The four masters of the Royal worship and Xiuyi guard shared the elders of Lianhua temple.

Teng long army commander's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Li Xiaowei, take your people to rush up to help. The rest of us are on guard. We can't let one go."

Although Su Xun asked him to lead the troops to encircle him, he felt that the people he brought could not do nothing and just wait.

"Yes, general."

"Kill

A thousand heavily armored Tenglong soldiers rode directly to Lianhua temple on the stairs. The horse's hooves collided with the stone stairs. In addition, the sound of armor collision made people excited.

"Old bald donkey, half step martial saint, is not enough to see in front of me."

Su Xun didn't pay attention to the following situation, because only his fight with forgetting air was the key.

He is not in a hurry, but forgetting emptiness is not.

Because the monks are not the opponents of the well-trained and experienced army at all.

"Amitabha, take your life!"

Forget empty must quickly kill or repel Su Xun, otherwise even if he is alive at last, other people in Lotus Temple will die almost.

When the Buddha's name fell, he clapped it with one palm. The golden Qi condensed into a giant palm and fell to susian.

The strength of the half step wusheng and the peak of the master's realm are quite different. In essence, they have changed. As long as they cross this barrier and become wusheng, they will basically be separated from the category of human beings.

If you only rely on Su Xun to practice the magic power of Qi Qi God, you will not be the opponent of half step martial saint. But who let Su Xun practice Shinto and go further on Shinto.

Forget empty a hand, Su Xun to his strength had probably judgment.

It should be around the peak of Qi and spirit cultivation or the middle stage of returning to emptiness. It's not Su Xun's opponent at all.

"It's a good strength, but it's a pity that I've met this open hanging player."

Su Xun gave a cool smile. In the face of the mighty palm, he just stepped out step by step, and a great power surged out.

"Qiang -"

the divine power condensed into a Phoenix, which made a sound and rushed to the giant palm.

Boom!

Cracks appeared on the golden giant palm, and the speed slowed down obviously.

Su Xun stepped out again, and drank coldly: "broken!"

"Chant -"

with a dragon chant, the divine power condensed into a golden five clawed dragon, which circled on Su Xun and rushed out.

Boom!

The golden giant palm was shattered by the divine power, dissipated in the air and turned into a gust of wind.

"How can it be!"

Forgetting the empty eyes and showing fear, even reciting the Buddhist mantra of calming the heart could not calm down.

Because the gap between him and Su Xun's strength is more than he imagined.

This kind of despair he only felt in the old ancestor of Lianhua Temple who had been closed.

Wusheng!

This Su Xun is definitely a martial saint!

What will be the future achievements of such a young wusheng? Will it break the barrier of wusheng?

Moreover, he felt that Su Xun's true Qi seemed to be different from those of their warriors.

Of course, Su Xun Li is not the same.

"Impossible?"

Su Xun was joking at first, and then his eyes became overbearing and arrogant:

"as I said, I am a God, and if I am a God, I should be omnipotent!"Voice down, void a grip: "sword."

The magic power condensed into a long sword and fell into the hand.

"Die

Su Xun held the sword, and his figure disappeared in the same place in an instant. The next second he appeared in front of forgetting Kong, and then he cut off when he lifted the sword.

Forget empty take off the Buddhist bead on the neck and fight against it.

"Hua La --"

it was just a sword, the rope was broken, and the Buddhist beads fell one by one from the air.

Forget empty eyes dew panic, he this Buddha bead is string with special quality gold thread, then again blessing true Qi, unexpectedly so by a sword cut off.

Wusheng, it's really despairing.

Su Xun pressed him step by step. He had to fight and retreat.

"Old bald donkey, where is your Buddha? Let him come out to save you quickly."

Su Xun's robe moved lightly, his black hair was flying, his sword was waving, his eyes were full of cold, and his voice was wanton and arrogant, which spread all over the Lotus Mountain.

Forgetting Kong didn't say a word, because he didn't dare to be distracted at this time. He had already hit several swords on his body. Once he opened his mouth, he couldn't help bleeding.

"It seems that your Buddha doesn't work very well. Why don't you change the Lotus Temple into the jiuxiao God Emperor Temple from now on? I'm thinking about sparing your life."

Su Xun is extremely arrogant. He always tries to forget to fight in the air. He doesn't kill him quickly or give him a chance to fight back.

After catching a mouse, it's like playing with a cat.

Forget empty is still silent, constantly will gush out of the blood to swallow back to the stomach, fight to resist Su Xun.

The boring monologue made Su Xun feel tired. His eyes were cold and he said, "don't talk? Do you despise the son of God? "

"Then go and die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum rose again. The sword was like a rainbow, and the air penetrated the sky. The sword flashed so that all the people fighting on the ground lost sight.

"Stab -"

the sword passes through the heart of forgetting emptiness.

"Puff -"

forget to empty a mouthful of blood, and then quickly fall to the ground.

"Master!" "Elder martial brother!" "Martial uncle!" "Master!"

The people in the Lotus Temple below all changed their looks and their faces were sad when they saw this scene.

No one thought that Su Xun was so strong.

At the beginning, they were ready to leave Su Xun's life in Lianhua temple.

"Kill

The people of Xiuyi Department don't give them time to be sad. They are all chasing after the victory, and the knife goes to the bone.

Su Xun quickly solved the half step martial saint of forgetting empty, which made everyone feel shocked and excited.

After all, they respect the strong.