Black clothes, black hair, black beard, black eyebrows, his eyebrows are as black as swords, slanting into the temples.

Only his face was as white as winter snow, even with a hint of metallic reflection.

This is a ‘person’ with an extremely pure bloodline in an extremely orthodox sense!

Moreover, he is an extremely pure and extremely pure swordsman.

He stood in front of Lu Qian, like a long sword that stood upright, soaring straight into the sky, covering all directions. He exuded infinite sharpness, either cutting off the enemies in front of him, or cutting himself off by the backlash!

The ruthless sword.

The Sword of Determination.

A sword that is so extreme that it leaves no escape route for itself!

The thin, thin sword vibrated violently between Lu Qian's palms. Lu Qian's hands sprayed out endless light and people, and fiercely blasted towards the handsome man who had given him a blow with the sword.

The flying sword is vibrating.

The flying sword is whining.

The flying sword is melting.

Liang Yitian's Buddhist techniques are a bit "simple" and even more "crude". After generations of Buddhist masters and Buddhas' interpretations and changes, they can only be regarded as "tolerable". But Lu Qian got old.

Monk Hongchen's "Liberation Method" contains a "Great Way" that is far more magnificent and subtle than the Buddhist inheritance of Liangyitian.

'The sun is shining!'

This is a very profound Buddhist teaching, with lofty intentions and great power. It turns itself into the sun, illuminates the four directions, and illuminates the candles for eternity. It is high and superior to all living beings. It has infinite light, infinite heat, infinite life and hope, and it also has infinite authority to dominate.

!

In terms of benefits, the Dharma of "The Great Sun Shines" is more domineering than the Dharma of Suppressing the Xuanguang Buddha.

Lu Qian's own magic power, the magic power of thirty-six Buddha-level golden-armored heavenly kings, and the magic power of millions of worldly gods and demons were all condensed into a rope. Through Lu Qian's body as a medium, it was transformed by Buddhism and turned into a great power.

The light of the Buddha bursts out.

The pupils of the handsome man wielding the sword suddenly shrank, and he glanced at Lu Qian with a horrified look. Then he stepped back and retreated sharply. He turned into an extremely black sword light, which was a hundred times, a thousand times faster than lightning.

Try your best to retreat behind you.

But no matter how fast he ran, he could not outrun the magnificent Taoist rhythm of "The Great Sun Shines".

The moment the sun floats in the sky, all things in the world are "destined", "must", "without exception", and "naturally justified" to be illuminated by his light... When Lu Qian's hands emitted a strong light, the Dharma had already

Taking shape, the law has taken effect, and his light and heat have enveloped the man inside.

The man's long robe, as black as ink, suddenly swayed with layers of dense sword energy. The water-like sword energy surged and jumped, like white Yangtze Rivers rising into the sky, like white dragons in the sky, heading towards the bright sky.

.

The next moment, the white dragon-like sword light evaporated, annihilated, and completely dissipated.

Terrifying light and heat enveloped the man, and the black gown with astonishing defense on his body let out a sharp whine. A Buddha-level defensive treasure burned out more than a dozen fist-sized holes in just a short breath.

The fire spread along the edge of the hole towards the gown, and the sound of swords could be heard everywhere it passed.

The man's white skin was exposed through the holes in his gown.

The light and heat burned his skin, and a large number of blisters immediately appeared on his body. The transparent, shiny blisters quickly filled with blood, and then exploded. The man screamed in pain, and his handsome face twisted, becoming as ferocious as evil.

ghost.

He opened his mouth and roared something.

Lu Qian rushed out in one step. He tightly clamped the flying sword that was shaking violently with both hands, and two strong arms grew out of his chest. The two new arms held the Zhantan Merit Staff in his left hand, and tightly held it in his right hand.

fist.

He punched with all his strength and turned it into a big sun, hitting the man's chest. The sandalwood merit staff in his left hand brought a violent surge, and the five-clawed dragon roared and blasted through the man's body.

There was an earth-shattering roar, and the man's body exploded. The next moment, he reappeared on the bow of the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

His head was broken in half by Lu Qian Wuzhu's punch, and a large transparent crater was blasted out of his chest. The all-killing punch bounced and vibrated near the wound on his head, and the wound on his chest was

The heavy Buddha light lingering in dark golden color.

The man gasped loudly, and the sword energy in his body vibrated wildly, trying to dispel the external force attached to the wound and heal the wound. The low vibration sound on his wound was like thunder. No matter how he drove it, the skin near the wound gradually lost its vitality.

The silk was annihilated and shattered, with no signs of healing.

The man's expression suddenly changed.

The beautiful woman sitting on the Blood Throne also let out a cry of surprise.

There is no doubt that the man has Buddha-level combat power, and he is known as the swordsman who is the best in frontal attack among all monks... The swordsman is because of his extreme and pure sword, because he has no distractions and has nothing else but the sword.

His cultivation path, his lethality undoubtedly has an absolute advantage among monks of the same level.

His sword actually only cut Lu Qian's palm - Lu Qian was wrapped in the monk's robes and liberation cassocks, so they did not notice any wounds on Lu Qian's body.

As for the man's attack, it didn't have any big results. Instead, he was hit hard by Lu Qian's counterattack!

We are both at the Buddha Lord level, and in a head-on battle, he was beaten like this in the blink of an eye. It's not that this man is too weak, a Buddha Lord level existence cannot be said to be 'weak'... I can only say that Lu Qian is too powerful.

Got it!

"It turns out that the young monk has grown to this level without knowing it." Lu Yi laughed, grabbing the Fan Tianyin with his two new arms, as if he were striking iron, and smashed the flying sword held between his palms.

He slashed at random. The Fantian Seal struck down hard with a heavy dark golden Buddha's light, causing the extremely sharp flying sword to clang. Sparks flew everywhere, and a trace of light quickly appeared on the sword's edge.

Very tiny gap!

This flying sword is extremely sharp.

But precisely because of its extreme sharpness, it lacks a lot in the two attributes of 'sturdiness' and 'flexibility'. How can it be compared to one that relies exclusively on 'hardness' and 'heavyness' and is specially used to hit people on the head?

Fantianyin?

An inch is longer and a ruler is shorter. This extremely sharp flying sword was hit on the head by the heavy and strong Fantian Seal, so naturally it suffered a big loss!

As the flying sword was hit with visible injuries bit by bit, the body of the dazed man standing at the bow of the boat continued to sway, and he began to vomit blood - Sword cultivators are generally not very rich, and their whole body

Going up and down, it is very likely that they can only find one valuable item, which is their natal flying sword.

Because there is only one sword, sword cultivators have always cultivated their own flying swords. Some people have even refined the flying swords into their souls, almost becoming one of their distractions.

This man obviously took this most extreme approach to sword cultivation.

Lu Qian hit the flying sword with random hammer blows, which was equivalent to pressing his soul on the anvil and bombarding him wildly.

His physical body was destroyed and his soul was seriously injured. He could only become a ghost if he didn't vomit blood.

On the Plasma Throne, the beautiful woman glanced at the man with resentment and sighed softly: "It's also a silver-like pewter spear head, it's useless... Who else can I count on?"

Following the resentful sigh of the beautiful woman, a tall, clean and well-proportioned man with a smooth shaved scalp and a green light shining like a piece of sapphire where the hair originally existed was wearing a light pink robe.

With her hands clasped in front of her chest, holding a small string of fragrant pink rosary beads, the nun with lively eyebrows quietly appeared on the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

With a chuckle, the nun looked around.

In all directions, the tens of millions of strange creatures and tens of millions of strange ethnic groups formed in the military formation under the Nine Lotus Alliance, each and every one of them became weak and numb in the laughter. They sat limply on the ground and could no longer move.

No.

Fortunately, Lu Qian had just mobilized the power of the Vajra Buddha Formation and severely wounded the handsome sword cultivator with one blow. The killing power of the Buddha Formation had not yet changed, otherwise these tens of millions of strange creatures suddenly fell to the ground, and they were on the chopping block.

The fish meat will be killed in an instant until the blood becomes a river.

The beautiful woman on the throne frowned: "Master Tai...is also interested in me?"

The nun smiled and took a deep look at the beautiful woman: "How many years have I had feelings for you? Can you please stop pretending to be confused? You little goblin, the little monk's biggest wish in his life is to surrender to you...however?

, you would rather hang out with those stinky men, and never give me the slightest chance, only to hurt my heart."

"Today, since you have said those words, although I know that this senior brother is difficult to deal with, but so-called..."

The nun gave Lu Qian a deep look, then lightly grabbed the void with her right hand.

Lu Qian frowned.

He felt that a subtle force passed by him, and in an extremely strange way, he captured a trace of information leaking from his leaked energy.

Oh, great supernatural power!

Lu Qian coughed lightly, and the Taichu Confusion Pearl quietly activated, once again isolating cause and effect, cutting off the secrets of heaven, confusing all the power of fate, and completely cutting off the connection between himself and the outside world.

The nun also frowned immediately.

She said softly: "Death under the peony flowers can be a romantic ghost... I didn't expect that senior brother would have such a clear understanding, and he is the same person as the young monk!"

Lu Qian coughed slightly: "You didn't know these two lines of poetry before?"

The nun smiled brightly: "The young monk is not a literati who recites correct poems. How can he know such elegant poems?"

Lu Yi nodded: "That is, you just used your magical power to capture these two lines of poetry from my past experiences... Well, great supernatural power, great supernatural power... These two lines of poetry were not written by me,

Therefore, we are not the same people!"

The nun took two steps forward with a smile. She turned her head slightly, looked at Lu Qian and said with a smile: "Since senior brother doesn't agree with these two lines... I like these two lines of poetry very much. You are right.

What I'm thinking about...well, what is the poem that senior brother likes?"
To be continued...