Chapter 580

With a knife in his right hand, the cold wind lifted his robe and stroked his long hair, so he stood in front of the group.

He looked calm, his eyes like an abyss.

Xu Qian..... Pure heart and pure edge look complex, hands together, recite the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Ji Xuan subconsciously squints his eyes and carefully examines the blue robed man.

After the initial dignified and surprised, Liu HongMian's beautiful face is relaxed. There are arhat, Vajra and Canglong Qisu. She has a relaxed base.

So I began to examine Xu Qian in this rumor, from a woman's perspective...

Liu HongMian has to admit that from the temperament and bearing and other aspects, this person is undoubtedly outstanding.

For those who adore skin look like her, I have to admit that just a moment ago, some of them were astonished.

Unfortunately, the appearance is too mediocre.

Not to mention Ji Xuan and Xu Yuanhuai, both of them have excellent skin appearance. Even Miao Youfang has good facial features, some of them are small and handsome.

Among these people, the most excited one is Qi Huan Dan Xiang. He is deeply worried about Xu Qi'an's continuous use of several kinds of witchcraft, and keeps them in mind, full of thirst for the truth.

"Amitabha, benefactor Xu, you are still here."

Pure heart, hands together, separated from the crowd, went forward alone and looked at Xu Qi'an calmly:

"benefactor Xu, convert to Buddhism, with your qualifications and the cause and effect with Buddhism, you may not be able to be equal to the Buddha in the future."

The Buddha is the first person under the Buddha.

Smell speech, Ji Xuan and others some don't know the situation, stunned looking at the back of pure heart.

What is he talking about?...

it's understandable that Buddhism wants to woo Xu Qian. Monks often force others into empty doors.

But what monk Jingxin said just now is not to be explained. It's totally rebellious.

"Well, what's going on?"

Liu HongMian muttered and looked at Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan frowned tightly, then stretched out, and asked Jingyuan not far away with a smile:

"master Jingyuan, what does Master Jingxin mean by that?"

Jingyuan looks cold and arrogant and doesn't answer.

Ji Xuan didn't ask any more, but the small team whispered to each other:

"Buddhism is hiding something from us."

"It's ridiculous to sit on an equal footing with garoshu. Garoshu is almost invincible among the same products."

"But if there is no reason, this pure heart will not say such words."

Liu HongMian, Qi huandanxiang, and Xu Yuanhuai were most shocked when they communicated with each other. Xu yuanshuang's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly and seemed to grasp something.

The same is true of banana leaf.

Only Ji Xuan and Bai Hu are shocked. They finally realize the truth.

As the heirs of Qianlong city leader and one of the twenty-eight constellations, Bai Hu knows more information than Liu HongMian and others.

"Don't talk nonsense. Give me that boy and I'll spare your life."

Xu Qi'an's eyes swept over Jingxin and looked at Miao Youfang who was guarded in the crowd.

Miao Youfang's face suddenly changed.

Jingxin shakes his head in disappointment:

"since benefactor Xu is stubborn, you will have to accept the baptism of Buddha light..... Please Luohan!"

When he said the last four words, he looked devout and his voice was loud.

In the blue sky, clear and pure Buddhist lights are shining. At the center of the light, there is a thin old monk sitting on the lotus platform, with white eyebrows on both sides of his face, eyes half closed and hands picking flowers.

"Buddha, follow me back to Aranda."

The old monk's eyes suddenly opened, and his voice was like thunder and heavenly power.

Below the people's mind "boom" of a shock, short-term deafness, what sound can't hear.

The only thing left in my mind was the urge to convert to Buddhism.

The Buddhist monks subconsciously put their hands together and chant the Buddha's name devoutly.

At this time, crazy laughter awakened them from the state of piety and conversion to Buddhism.

Then, it was Xu Qian's loud response:

"to be a great monk, not a Buddhist."

He stood up with a knife and was not affected at all.

Ji Xuan, Xu Yuanhuai, Bai Hu, and Liu HongMian, who practiced martial arts, had mixed emotions in their hearts.

As Wufu, they just couldn't control their impulse to convert to Buddhism.

Wufu is particular about the mind, rebellious and unruly. He breaks the ban with his strength, fights with others, with heaven, and with himself.

The purer the belief is, the braver the road of martial arts will be.

"This Xu qian can not waver in the pressure of the second grade arhat......"

Liu HongMian pursed her mouth and looked at the man in blue robe deeply.On the other hand, Duqing Luohan put his hand forward. The huge Buddha's palm came down from the sky to capture Xu Qian.

When it was, a bright sword light came from the horizon, just like a meteor across the sky.

Under the sword Qi, the golden giant palm was smashed.

They looked in the direction of the sword Qi, and saw a woman wearing a feather coat and a lotus crown coming with the sword.

She is as beautiful as heaven, and the cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows is bright and eye-catching.

Luo Yuheng, the leader of the clan and the peak of the second grade, is a real pyramid like figure in the mainland of Kyushu.

Looking at the major forces and women, there are now three well deserved top leaders. They are Liuli Bodhisattva of Buddhism, Jiuwei Tianhu, Princess of Wanyao Kingdom, and Luo Yuheng, the head of human lineage.

Liu HongMian and Xu yuanshuang are both conceited and beautiful women, but when they see the relegated female national teacher, they feel ashamed.

In the face of Luo Yuheng, Du Qing Luo Han is not surprised, even waiting for her to appear.

Luo Han said slowly:

"Luo Yuheng, you are only one step away from the disaster. It's hard to feel the fire.

"When you fight with heilian in the capital, ye Huo is on the verge of losing control.

"Buddhism doesn't want to live with Taoism. If you are interested, you will go away. Otherwise... "

the people at the bottom listened to Duqing Luohan talking about unheard of secrets, with different moods.

Is Renzong obsessed with the fire of cultivation?

Who is heilian that can fight with Luo Yuheng?

Is Luo Yuheng on the verge of losing control?

Luoyu Hengye fire is on the verge of losing control!

The Buddhists were beaming, and Ji Xuan and others were also excited.

Even if you have full confidence in Luohan, even if you know that you have two vajras and Canglong Qisu, luoyuheng's prestige is too high.

Once Rohan can't resist, such a top strong enough to change the situation.

So they have been afraid of Luo Yuheng. In everyone's plan, Luo Yuheng was dragged down by Luo Han, and the rest of them made a quick decision.

When Xu Qian is subdued, King Kong and Canglong qisuteng help Duqing Luohan to Fu luoyuheng, which is safe.

But now it seems that there is no need to be so cautious.

Luo Yuheng's state is really full of emotion. If Luohan said it was so bad, Luohan's hand alone would be enough to suppress Luo Yuheng.

"Or what?"

The woman national teacher picked out the delicate and beautiful eyebrows.

"Renzong may need a new Taoist leader."

Du Qing Luo Han light way.

Luo Yuheng sneers, grabs a rusty iron sword from the void and throws it at Du Qing Luo Han.

The sword is brilliant.

People subconsciously close their eyes, hot eyes, tears.

The iron sword runs through Duqing Luohan, and there is a big hole in his chest, but there is no blood flowing out.

The next moment, Du Qing Luohan's chest "injury" recovery.

Du Qing Luo Han said with a smile: "what I'm doing is not to produce fruit."

Luo Yuheng snorted and manipulated the flying sword to run through Duqing Luohan, creating terrible and ferocious sword wounds in his body.

However, the degree of affection between Rohan smile, "injury" to do.

If the fruit is not born, it will never die and will be worshipped forever.

"Obstinate."

Du Qing Luohan shakes his head, ignores the iron sword of persistent attack, and points out a golden light.

Under the golden light, Luo Yuheng's body appears amazing changes. She grows old quickly, her face full of collagen is wrinkled, and her black hair changes.

In an instant, the beautiful woman turned into the old age with white hair.

In another moment, vitality radiates from her body, her height shrinks and wrinkles disappear. She becomes a baby, a girl, a girl, a mature and charming woman.

And then, once again, it turned grey.

Within a few breath, Luo Yuheng experienced a reincarnation.

She seems to be trapped in this samsara, difficult to break free.

"This is the fruitless position of Buddhism, second only to the fruitless position of killing thieves..." Ji Xuan said softly.

"I've been wandering in the rivers and lakes for decades. I've gained a lot of insight this time." The Taoist priest of banana leaf sighed.

Others were awed and inspired.

At this time, the iron sword flies back to Luo Yuheng. At this time, she is a lovely girl.

Holding the iron sword, the endless samsara is broken, and Luo Yuheng recovers the image of a beautiful woman.

"I'll break your fruitless position."

She held her iron sword high, and a lotus rose from behind her, followed by two, three, and four petals. The whole nine petals of lotus surrounded her in the center.

Each lotus contains a terrible sword power.

The nine petals of the lotus flower close together and turn into sword Qi to gather in the iron sword.Lianhua, the top sword technique in Renzong Qijian!

The onlookers were so desperate that they could not help but see the Lianhua sword.

"Go

Luo Yuheng throws out his iron sword.

The iron sword turns into a streamer and goes up against the sky. In a flash, it collides with the middle love arhat.

Scorching thunder sounded in the sky, and the terrible sword Qi was like a dense rainstorm.

Ji Xuan and other Buddhists below fled in horror.

Poof, poof!

The three Zen masters were not fast enough to escape. They died immediately and were twisted into meat mud by sword Qi.

The outbreak didn't last long. The martial monk Jingyuan relied on Vajra's magical skill to carry a few scattered sword Qi. He couldn't wait to look up and see the situation in the air.

In the air, the sword Qi is not over, and the net edge of the thorn is full of tears.

A few seconds later, he finally saw what was going on in the air.

Jingyuan's pupils contracted violently and his face was pale. Under the blue sky, on the lotus platform, there was a broken body sitting.

The head and half of the chest were destroyed under the sword. The incomplete chest was covered with dark golden blood, and the internal organs could be seen.

No fruit is not injured, any strong is false.

Don't you, don't you, don't you

"Lohan is dead, doqing Lohan is dead?"

At this time, Liu HongMian, who saw clearly the situation in the air, lost his voice and exclaimed.

This sentence aroused the fear of Buddhist monks.

Xu Yuanhuai's face sank, and he roared to Jingxin:

"didn't he say that Luoyu Hengye was burning, and there was a hidden disease? What's going on? "

Pure heart full face dignified, silent.

The white tiger quietly leans to Xu's brothers and sisters. His main task this time is to protect them.

Once in danger, they immediately turned into their original shape and fled with Xu Yuanhuai and Xu yuanshuang.

Feng Conghu, with his talent and ability, can definitely lead his sister and brother to retreat safely.

When people were in fear, the Buddha light of Duqing Luohan's body was shrouded, and the flesh and blood wriggled, recovered, and recovered.

Hu..... Zen master Jingxin breathed a sigh of relief quietly and said faintly:

"it's OK, Duqing Luohan will not die."

They were relieved, but their hearts were still heavy.

Obviously, the state of Luo Yuheng, the head of the clan, is not as weak as Duqing Luohan said.

Just now that sword, simply strong astonishing, even if Du Qing Luo Han himself, also suffered a big loss.

After the recovery of Duqing Luohan's body, his face was staring at Luo Yuheng:

"you have calmed down the fire."

Luo Yuheng's red lips cocked up, "I don't know if Renzong can change Daoshou. But today, Arantha will lose one arhat. "

How crazy! The Buddhists were very angry, but when they turned their eyes on Duqing Luohan, they were surprised to find that Luohan didn't reply.

All the people were so worried that they couldn't help looking at Xu Qian in the distance.

From beginning to end, Xu Qian looked calm and confident, as if everything was expected.

Xu yuanshuang's look suddenly became complicated.

A golden bowl was offered to Luohan.

The golden bowl is turned upside down and sprinkled with clear golden light. Several figures appear in the golden light.

Eight feet tall, no eyebrows no hair, just like a brass sculpture of the diamond.

The ugly and evil looking Shura King Kong Dufan.

Eight black dragon seven sleepers with a little "bloated" figure and cloaks.

Luxury lineup.

Miao Youfang is stunned. The appearance of the man blocking the road has made him confused. As a result, more terrible strong men emerge one after another.

This shocked him and filled him with a strong sense of absurdity.

What the hell did I do?

Why am I involved in this level of confrontation?

Who am I? Where am I?

My mind is full of question marks.

Luo Yuheng squinted and just looked at the golden bowl. Without any response, his body was covered and submerged by the golden light, and then disappeared in front of the public.

Duqing Luohan stretched out his palm and held the golden bowl in his hand. He looked down at Xu Qian and turned to Dunan and Dufan. He said in a deep voice:

"I'm not her rival. I can only trap her in the Buddhist realm. Let's make a quick decision and don't delay."

As he spoke, the golden bowl in his palm vibrated violently.

This magic weapon alone can't trap Luo Yuheng.

Du Nan put his hands together and said, "yes!"

Du Qing Luo Han nodded and threw himself into the golden bowl.

Two second class strong men entered the golden bowl, and the terrible pressure dissipated, leaving the golden bowl hovering in the air.

"Buzz..."

the golden bowl vibrates violently and diffuses a ripple like halo.

Everyone looked up at the sky, including two King Kong and Canglong Qisu.The vibration of the golden bowl lasted for a while, slowed down and tended to a relatively stable state.

The faces of the people at the bottom were suddenly relaxed, knowing that Duqing Luohan had already entangled the patriarch, and that the terrible woman national teacher could not get out of trouble for the time being.

Luo Yuheng is so terrible...

the four grades and below represented by Ji Xuan and Jingxin are relieved. They are calm and calm again. They look at Xu Qian with banter, hostility or confidence.

Without Luo Yuheng, this person's reinforcements are at most a third class Warlock.

The dragon, wrapped in a cloak, raised his head. Under the brim of his hat, there were a pair of golden vertical pupils. He looked at Xu Qi'an for a moment, and his voice was hoarse:

"two vajras, according to the agreement, this man belongs to Buddhism. Everything in him belongs to us. "

Shura jingangdufan's voice is low and loud:

"after capturing the Buddha, we will take him to Qianlong city."

Canglong nodded slowly:

"we always believe in the reputation of Buddhism."

The two vajras and the black dragon form a triangle and surround Xu Qi'an. In the process, they talk calmly as if he were a turtle in a jar.

Cang Long said, carefully observing Xu Qi'an, his hoarse voice came from his hood:

"where's sun Xuanji? Let him show up and pick an opponent himself.

"I hope he can pick two of them."

He pulled out a dark red long knife from his cloak and said with a hoarse smile:

"because I'd like to learn your skills more than a warlock."

That day in the capital, this was the genius of Tianzong, who made the Lord come back to defeat.

Xu Qi'an was still calm and said, "it's a pity that elder martial brother sun chose you."

His eyes looked behind Canglong Qisu.

I don't know when, several feet away from the back of Canglong Qisu, a figure in white appeared.

His features are ordinary, his height is ordinary, and he is carrying a piece of words:

"your opponent is me!"