Chapter 692

Puguang is surrounded by the endless golden light of Buddhism and Taoism. In his mouth, many ancient Buddhist words are floating out. His whole body is like the immortal spirit of Buddhism and Taoism. He Zijian's sword light stab can not hurt him at all. However, the ancient Buddhist characters of all walks of life are flying towards he Zijian's body!

As soon as he Zijian's eyes congealed, his body quickly dodged toward a direction. Then, he pointed out, and the light of destruction bloomed on his fingertips. In an instant, he pierced the void and collided with those ancient Buddhist characters, making a deafening sound.

He Zijian said something. In an instant, his body was divided into three parts, showing three directions. The body of Puguang monk was wrapped in it. Three bodies displayed a sword at the same time. Each sword light was so fierce and showed extremely terrible destructive power.

Puguang monk vomited the Buddhist Scripture in his mouth. There were many ancient Buddhist bells playing in the void, and endless sound waves floated from them. The sound waves contained destructive power. When he Zijian's sword light was cut off, the sound wave came, which dissipated the sword light in an instant. Under the strong anti shock force, he Zijian's body was shaken back and his breath was slightly floating.

"How strong!"

The crowd's eyes were startled. Monk Puguang's strength seemed to have become much stronger. His Buddhist skills were really terrible.

He Zijian is known to be proficient in all kinds of methods. He claps it with one hand. It seems that there are pieces of Fangtian painted halberds emerging in the void. On each of them, there is an endless power of killing and cutting, and he goes crazy towards the body injury of Puguang monk.

"Curse!"

Monk Puguang uttered a word. In the void, the incantation words containing the power of Buddhism and Taoism emerged and floated out slowly. All the terrible halberds were absorbed by the incantation words and disappeared instantly.

And the mantra is still filled with the terrible golden light of Buddhism and Taoism, crazy toward He Zijian's body in the past.

He Zijian's eyes were slightly shocked, and his body dodged rapidly. In the void, the shadow of the ancient bell rings again, and the bell sounds loud and clear. Each bell sound seems to be the purest sound in the world. The sound wave evolves into a powerful and powerful way, and it constantly bombards and kills he Zijian's body!

He Zijian's whole body has thousands of sword ideas emerging, turned into endless sword light, crazily hanging in the void to resist the attack of the bell on his body.

His own body stepped out again. His body skills were extremely mysterious, which was beyond the power of space. His seemingly slow pace crossed everything. He fell in front of Puguang monk, and his terrible fists shot out.

It is just like an avalanche of mountains and seas. There is a terrible destructive force flowing on the body of the fist. The power of this fist can easily kill the strong people at the peak of Shenwu!

"Mi, mi..."

Monk Puguang is still standing in the same place. He clasps his hands together and recites Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. The Sanskrit sound is loud and clear. He can communicate with heaven and earth. In the void, there are tens of thousands of Buddha lights falling down, and endless Buddhist ancient characters come together. It seems that he Zijian's body is wrapped in it!

He Zijian's expression was stagnant, and his body dodged wildly. The sword in his hand cut out several sword lights in succession, which collided with the Buddhist ancient Chinese characters that came here, and the terrible sound of roaring was constantly sounded.

The sword light and the ancient Chinese characters blow up in the void, making the whole space like a doomsday scene!

"Town!"

Monk Puguang once more vomited a word. Above the sky, the ancient Buddha with golden body appeared, showing the supreme Buddhist power, and instantly suppressed him in the direction of he Zijian!

Seeing this very similar scene, the eyes of the crowd were shocked. How similar the Golden Buddha was to the time when he suppressed the devil? This should be monk Puguang's most powerful killing move.

He Zijian's face also changed at this moment. His body tried to dodge, but he was wrapped up by the invisible pressure. Although the action was completely restricted, it also became slow.

The Golden Buddha was about to arrive. He Zijian roared, and the light of his body's battle sprang up wildly. He spat out a word: "destroy!"

When the word fell, the endless pressure of Buddhism and Taoism around him exploded, and his body instantly broke away from the bondage and dodged away in a direction.

"Boom

At the next moment, only a terrible sound of shock resounded. The Golden Buddha of ten thousand feet came in an instant, covering the whole platform. The endless golden light covered the space. He Zijian could not help but appear cold sweat on his forehead.

Just a little bit, he would like to repeat the mistake of the devil poor. At this moment, he really appreciate the power of Puguang monk. This monk, who has always kept a low profile and never competed with others, is so powerful that he can surpass everyone's imagination.

This may be the real reason why Puzhao temple has not been provoked by other forces for many years. The Buddhist forces keep a low profile, but no one dares to ignore their existence, let alone challenge their dignity.

"Benefactor Ho, be careful!"

He Zijian had just avoided the suppression of the Golden Buddha, and he heard the voice of Puguang monk not far away.

As soon as the sound fell, I saw that the body of the Golden Buddha had moved. A terrible Buddhist hand crazily grabbed at he Zijian's body! Under the Golden Buddha, he Zijian only felt that he was so small. His body tried to dodge. However, the speed of the Golden Buddha was extremely fast. The big hand fell on him in an instant, and it was too late for him to dodge.However, when the big hand was about to buckle, it stopped automatically. Everything here is still.

"Is it over?"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the people present were frozen. They didn't know what it meant.

He Zijian's face appeared a wry smile and arched his hand to the floating monk not far away. "Master, it's really a good method. He's willing to bow down to the wind!"

As soon as this was said, the crowd at the scene finally understood that he Zijian was defeated in the battle. The reason why the action of the Golden Buddha stopped was that Puguang showed mercy to he Zijian.

"Almsgiver, do you accept me?"

Puguang monk put his hands together and said to he Zijian that even if he won the victory, he would not be proud at all.

"This battle is really wonderful. Master Puguang is really powerful. Although he Zijian is defeated, he Zijian is still proud."

Looking at the end of the war in front of them, the faces of all the people present were still full of ideas. Only a strong man said.

Many people nodded and could stand with Puguang monk to such a point. It is enough to see that he Zijian's strength should be above the evil poverty. At least he Zijian avoided the suppression of Puguang monk's Golden Buddha.

At the bottom of the battle platform, he Qingshan was excited. Although his son was defeated in the war, why did Zijian feel proud? Maybe in a few years, his son will replace him as the new head of the he family. At that time, perhaps he family will be more brilliant than now.

He Zijian and Puguang complete the battle, so the next battle does not need to think about the crowd can also guess who it is, Ye Feng is poor against the war devil.

This battle also attracted many people's expectations. Moqiong and Ye Feng also defeated longyantian. However, moqiong defeated the other party with a weak advantage. Ye Feng crushed and killed the other party completely. In theory, Ye Feng's strength may be stronger than that of moqiong.

However, the world's martial arts are mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing. Maybe the magic poor can restrain Ye Feng with his powerful magic skills.

Evil poor eyes flashed through the terrible devil, stepped to the center of the battle platform, sharp eyes fell on Ye Feng's body, said: "you really surprised me! Not only did you come here all the way, but even the guy named long Shitian died in your hands. Don't talk much nonsense. Let's fight! "

Ye Feng's eyes flashed over a sharp edge, and slowly walked towards the center of the battle platform. This station will directly affect his overall ranking in the Shenwu assembly. Therefore, he will not neglect.

"You can do it."

Ye Feng said to the devil. Two people also have hatred in the body, but the evil Poor's intention to kill him is not as strong as the Dragon swallows the sky.

"If I kill you carelessly, you will be in bad luck!"

Mo Qiong Leng said that he was very confident in his own strength. Anyway, his accomplishments were higher than Ye Feng's five realms. This is the natural advantage.

"Hum!"

We can see that the evil spirit is released from the whole body of mooqiong, and the evil power of terror covers the sky, and the purple and black evil spirit diffuses out. There are many thunder robbers coming from the sky, and the magic poverty bathed in the thunder robbery power is more dazzling.

He stepped out one step, the battle platform concussion, the terror evil way fist awn crazy toward Ye Feng's body blast to kill and go!

The magic cultivation is not only violent and bloodthirsty, but also really brutal in attack. The power of the magic poor fist seems to be beyond the most powerful combat power in the Shenwu realm!

Ye Feng is surrounded by the force of the five elements, and the invisible big palm print is shot. In an instant, he collides with magic Poor's fist and sends out a very strong vibration sound.

Under this blow, the two bodies actually stepped back one after another. I also stood up and saw the magic sword in my hand. There was a terrible magic light flowing over the purple black sword body.

He waved his arm, and the sword crossed a perfect arc in the void. The light of the sword was shining in the sky, just like the sword of the judgment of the devil's way. In an instant, he cut down to the top of Ye Feng's head!

That kind of power can hardly be described by words. Ye Feng's Dragon gall bright silver spear appeared in his hand. The long gun crossed in the void and collided with the sword light cut by the devil, and sparks were splashed everywhere.

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