Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Suppressing Evil Sword Breaking Bodhisattva Body (10,000 characters)
"who!?"
When Fawu heard the voice, he was startled and quickly followed the voice and looked over.
Under the moonlight, I could see a huge python head rising up. It looked like it had wings spread out between its cheeks, and a pair of sharp triangular eyes were wide open.
Just looking at it gives people an extremely depressing feeling.
"What kind of strange beast is this...?"
Fawu couldn't help but lost his voice.
With such a huge body, it gives people a terrifying and creepy appearance. Only the exotic golden elephant that has been raised in Leiyin Temple for hundreds of years can compare with it.
The golden elephant of Leiyin Temple is a natural alien species, and after listening to Buddhist teachings for hundreds of years, it has developed wisdom. Living in the golden light of Buddhism, it is the gate of Leiyin Temple.
Puhui Bodhisattva also frowned, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
Is this a black anaconda!?
It looks like it’s about to turn into a dragon!
The number of dragon dragons recorded in ancient books is also very rare. Because of its violent and ferocious temper, almost no one has subdued or suppressed it. Most of them did it to bring disaster to one party, and then they were surrounded and killed by top masters, and the dragon's sinews, flesh, and scales were extracted.
A, take out the inner elixir.
The transformation of the dragon into a real dragon only appeared once, and that was recorded a long, long time ago.
The cultivation of the black anaconda in front of me has reached perfection, and it seems that it is only one step away from turning into a dragon.
It is truly a rare beast and rare thing in the world.
At this moment, there is a figure standing on top of the python's head.
The spacious robes rustled with the cold wind. Although he was not as elegant as Lin Yiyang, standing under the moonlight, he felt inexplicably more worldly and indifferent, like the breeze blowing on his face.
Ghost Swordsman!
Fawu naturally remembered the battle on Sanmiao Mountain. The ghost swordsman took the evil-suppressing sword and fought against the top ten first-class masters with one sword. Although it burned the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the courage was still unforgettable to him.
"Master, he is the ghost swordsman." Fa Wu said quickly from the side.
Puhui Bodhisattva nodded and said slowly: "The person who came to Chuiguang Pagoda a few days ago was the donor."
"Exactly."
An Jing smiled faintly.
Puhui Bodhisattva's heart moved. The person in front of him had a method of condensing his Qi. It was even more difficult to make such ferocious and violent beasts surrender.
"I wonder what the donor wants when he comes to visit again?"
An Jing put one hand on his chest, performed a Buddhist salute, and said, "I have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and I hope to borrow a relic to help me achieve enlightenment."
borrow!?
If you don’t borrow it, you’re stealing it!
Although Fa Wu is not deeply involved in the world, he also knows what people in the world mean by borrowing money. When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.
Senior brother suppressed the evil spirit and his body and soul disappeared after death. This person actually wants the relics of senior brother after his death. It is really disgusting and annoying.
"It turns out that the donor came here for this relic."
When Puhui Bodhisattva heard this, he suddenly felt enlightened and couldn't help laughing and said: "It's okay if the donor really wants it, but the old monk also wants to borrow a treasure from the donor."
A trace of curiosity appeared in An Jing's eyes, "Please speak."
This master master can also covet the treasures on his body. Could it be the evil-suppressing sword in his hand or the thousand-year-old black anaconda beneath him?
Obviously these two things cannot be given to the old monk.
Soon, Puhui Bodhisattva cleared An Jing's doubts, "The old monk is very interested in the secret method hidden in the donor. If he is willing to exchange this method, the old monk is willing to offer this relic with both hands."
The battle at Sanmiao Mountain has proven that this ghost swordsman's cultivation level is only at the Earth Flower level, but he is able to hide his energy in front of himself. This method of concealment is definitely the best in the world.
If a relic can be exchanged for a peerless and hidden method, it is not a loss no matter what.
Although many masters in the world practice some methods of disguising themselves and concealing their aura, most masters at the master level can see through it, and the rarest method is the method of hiding that even a master cannot see through.
"This is my exclusive method and will not be taught to anyone else."
An Jing said calmly.
This Qi-condensing technique was originally found in an ancient book in a bookstall. The earthly book showed that it was a cyan opportunity, and the Bodhi beads were just yellow opportunities. It was obviously a loss for me to exchange the cyan opportunity for this yellow opportunity.
Compared with Dharma wisdom, the Bodhisattva Universal Hui in front of us seems a bit philistine, or in other words, sincere.
Puhui Bodhisattva shook his head and said: "I'm afraid the donor will be disappointed. Buddhist relics cannot be shown to others easily..."
An Jing said calmly: "Let's do it this way. We have a match. If you win, I will give you my secret method with both hands. If you lose, the master can lend me the relic."
Monk Fazhi is also considered an eminent monk of the generation. If he takes something by force, it will somewhat tarnish his reputation. It would be better to have a fight with this old monk, which can be regarded as fair and just.
"Donor, is this true?"
Puhui Bodhisattva smiled.
This ghost swordsman most likely believed that he was injured by Lin Yiyang and his strength was greatly reduced, but even if his strength was greatly reduced, he could still maintain the strength of a half-step master, which was not something that a master in the Earth Flower Realm could handle.
I just don't know why, this ghost swordsman actually wants to have a fight with me. Is there some other means that can't be achieved?
But Puhui Bodhisattva has a trace of confidence in his heart. Even if he has any means, he will not be afraid of the masters in the Yidihua realm.
"Of course it's true."
An Jing stood on top of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, his eyes as calm as water.
"Okay, then the old monk will learn the benefactor's clever trick."
Puhui Bodhisattva puts his hands together on his chest.
"Master......"
Fawu couldn't help but said.
During the day, Puhui Bodhisattva had just fought with Lin Yiyang, and his injuries had not yet recovered.
"Step back, the old monk also wants to see if this donor is destined to be my Buddha."
Puhui Bodhisattva's eyebrows were lowered and his voice was full of energy. He did not seem to have been severely injured.
Fa Wu nodded when he heard this, and then slowly retreated towards the back.
"Chi!"
An Jing turned his wrist, the moonlight shone down, and the ground was covered with ice.
Sword to Suppress Evil!
Puhui Bodhisattva was filled with sadness. Today he had already seen the ninth famous sword, the Phoenix Sword. Unexpectedly, he saw the Suppressing Evil Sword on top of the Phoenix Sword at this moment.
However, this evil-suppressing sword is just a broken sword body, not a complete famous sword. The sword intent exuded from it is much worse than that of the Phoenix Sword.
The Phoenix Sword is the sword of the master of the Yuheng Sword Sect. It was conceived and raised by countless top swordsmen in the past. It contains the surging sword intent, which is a feeling of overwhelming momentum.
But this evil-suppressing sword makes people feel weird and hard to distinguish, sending chills down their spine, just like the ghost swordsman standing on top of the black anaconda at this moment.
"Donor, take action."
The Way of Universally Beneficial Bodhisattva.
"Master, that would offend you."
When An Jing heard this, he straightened his body and waved the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.
Chi!
A bolt of sword light shot out from the blade and swept towards Puhui Bodhisattva.
Compared with Lin Yiyang, this sword light is a bit different in terms of artistic conception, and it is even more different in terms of cultivation.
After all, Lin Yiyang is already halfway to the peak of a master, and the ghost swordsman in front of him is only at the earthly flower realm.
In addition, the Phoenix Sword is stronger than the Suppressing Evil Sword, so the power is even worse.
Seeing this scene, Fawu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he couldn't help but secretly thought: It's not that easy for this ghost swordsman to eat his master's vagina.
Puhui Bodhisattva looked indifferent and stretched out his fingers.
"Crack!"
The sharp sword light seemed to be pinched by his fingers. As Puhui Bodhisattva's fingers turned, the dim sword light suddenly fell into pieces.
"So strong!"
An Jing was secretly shocked when he saw this.
Even though the master master was seriously injured, he was still able to easily catch his own sword.
In a flash of thought, An Jing's Suppressing Evil Sword swept away like a gust of wind again, sharp and swift.
quick!
From Fa Wu's perspective, the sword light swung by An Jing had reached the point where he could not see clearly.
I just felt pieces of sword light pouring out from the edge of the Suppressing Evil Sword, turning into air waves like mountains and tsunamis.
Puhui Bodhisattva did not move a step, and kept pinching, turning, and flicking with his right hand. The sword light that seemed to be as fierce as a violent storm was instantly shattered by it.
Kassapa points!
This is one of the martial arts at Leiyin Temple's Zhenwu level.
Buddha picked up the flowers and Kasyapa smiled.
Kassapa's fingers may seem masculine and domineering, but they are of feminine strength. After successful practice, when you point at an object with three fingers, no matter how solid a stone is, it can be broken into pieces by pointing at it. Compared with sharp weapons, it can hurt people invisibly.
When Puhui Bodhisattva came to Leiyin Temple, his enlightenment was not high, and he was even at the bottom among the same monks. However, he was silent by nature, and did not do anything other than reciting Buddhist scriptures and practicing Buddhist martial arts every day.
think.
Day after day, year after year, this amazing perseverance made him finally become one of the first of the seven courtyards of Leiyin Temple. As the first of Leiyin Temple, in addition to practicing the "Immortal Vajra Body" and "
In addition to the Diamond Heart Sutra, you can also choose a Zhenwu martial arts.
The Bodhisattva Puhui chose Kassapa’s Finger. You must know that at that time, no one had chosen to practice Kassapa’s Finger for nearly fifty years.
This fingering method is magical and unique. It is fierce and domineering but has a lingering and feminine strength. It is very difficult to learn and practice. Moreover, once you learn this fingering method, you will not be able to learn the other six true martial arts levels in Leiyin Temple.
Therefore, few people would give up the other six true martial arts levels for the Kasyapa Finger.
At that time, the abbot of Leiyin Temple asked Puhui why he chose Kassapa's finger. Puhui looked at the book in his hand and said seriously: "It's not that I chose Kassapa's finger, but that Kassapa's finger chose me."
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In the years that followed, Puhui devoted himself to cultivating the Kashyapa Finger, which really allowed him to reach the ninth level of cultivation, only one step away from reaching perfection.
An Jing's wrists shook and his swords flashed wildly, but they were resolved one by one by the Bodhisattva Puhui, seemingly very easily.
"As expected of a master in the master realm."
An Jing secretly thought, clenching the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand tightly, and his internal energy continued to gather on the sword body.
Nine-character sword formula! Douzi secret!
The Nine-Character Sword Art is a true martial arts level. The characteristics of the sword moves contained in each character secret are very different, and this Dou-character Secret is the ultimate attack.
The sharp sword energy floated over, as if it was carrying a bright blood color. Coupled with the ferocity of the Suppressing Evil Sword itself, the cold air suddenly became stronger.
Puhui Bodhisattva's expression remained calm, and then he extended his index finger.
I saw the fingerlight flowing with golden light, shining brightly in the dark night.
"Boom!"
The golden fingerlight passed through, and the blood-like sword energy in front of him burst apart instantly.
But at the next moment, the broken bloody sword energy rushed toward the face of the Bodhisattva Puhui like a wild snake dancing wildly.
"The fifth realm!?"
Seeing this, Puhui Bodhisattva's heart moved.
Unexpectedly, this ghost swordsman is also a swordsman in the fifth realm. You must know that there are very few swordsmen in the world who can reach the fifth realm, definitely no more than twenty people. The five great swordsmen in the world are only in this fifth realm.
If time passes, this ghost swordsman reaches the realm of half-step master, and it is not impossible to become the sixth greatest swordsman in the world.
But looking at it now, my cultivation is still a little bit worse, and the artistic conception of swordsmanship also lacks some fire.
I saw the fingers of Puhui Bodhisattva connecting, golden light surging, the air in front of me rippled, and the sword energy was broken in an instant.
"Tap tap tap...."
An Jing's body was forced back, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, leaving traces of marks, which showed the strength.
After several moves, Puhui Bodhisattva easily defeated him. Even though Anjing's sword power had reached the fifth level, it still failed to make Puhui Bodhisattva move at all.
The strength of the Grandmaster cannot be underestimated.
"It seems that the donor cannot borrow this relic today."
Puhui Bodhisattva clasped his hands together. He originally thought that the ghost swordsman would join forces with the black anaconda to fight him, so there was still a slight chance of victory, but obviously the ghost swordsman wanted to fight him alone.
"That's not necessarily the case."
An Jing's pupils shrank slightly.
He knew that if he did not use the secret technique of ghost transformation today, it would be absolutely impossible to get any benefit from the Bodhisattva Universal Wisdom.
Thinking of this, he began to burn the essence and blood in his body and integrated it into his Dantian.
In an instant, the dark energy near the Dantian was also ignited, like a blazing fire.
Then his brain became ethereal, as if he had entered an unprecedented state. Even his whole body felt light and airy, and the sword in his hand became much lighter.
Become a ghost!
An Jing directly burned the soul of the thousand-year-old black anaconda in his dantian with his own essence and blood, and his strength also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Puhui Bodhisattva also frowned. Could it be that this ghost swordsman has been suppressing his own strength!?
An Jing could be seen surrounded by black air currents, and a cold flame seemed to appear in his pupils. He looked like he had just crawled out of the underworld.
Dead silence! Terrible!
"what happened?"
Fa Wu, who was watching the battle in the distance, felt that the ghost swordsman's Qi was gradually rising, as if he had completely changed into a different person. After a while, he felt suffocated.
"Is this the transformation of a ghost into a human being?"
An Jing silently looked at the Puhui Bodhisattva in front of him, and held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand. An extremely abundant power surged through his body. Wherever he entered his eyes, it seemed as if the wind blowing slowed down a lot.
"bass!"
An Jing stepped forward, and the next moment he appeared in front of Puhui Bodhisattva like a ghost.
quick!
too fast!
Even the Bodhisattva Puhui was slightly surprised at this moment.
The ghost swordsman's speed was much faster than before, and the sword in his hand was even sharper, which was even more chilling.
Like a downhill tiger breaking out of its confinement.
In just the blink of an eye, the sword light rushed in front of him like thunder.
"not good!"
Puhui Bodhisattva was shocked. This sword seemed to be as good as Lin Yiyang's sword. Unexpectedly, in just a moment, the ghost swordsman's strength increased by leaps and bounds.
At that moment, the internal force in the body was circulating, and then a layer of golden light bathed the body.
"Boom!"
The evil-suppressing sword was swept forward, and finally hit the body-protecting golden light, and then made a loud noise like muffled thunder.
"It's so scary..."
Fawu's face turned pale, and he quickly used his inner strength to protect his ears.
The moment the Suppressing Evil Sword and the golden light met, a huge force came from the sword body of the Suppressing Evil Sword, and An Jing was forced back by this force.
Puhui Bodhisattva on the other side was not feeling well either. He felt his chest surge. His injuries were more serious. His footsteps left a long mark on the ground.
"call......"
Puhui Bodhisattva took a long breath and frowned.
If the Ghost Swordsman's momentum just now was like a trickling stream, then now it is like the waves of a vast ocean, giving him a great pressure.
This pressure is stronger than Lin Yiyang's before.
It's not that the ghost swordsman's strength has surpassed that of Lin Yiyang at this moment, but when facing Lin Yiyang, Puhui Bodhisattva was in its prime, but now that he has old injuries and has persisted for so long, the energy in his body has also declined.
Disturbed by Lin Yiyang's sword energy.
Under such circumstances, facing the ghost swordsman whose strength suddenly increased suddenly, it was naturally not easy.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
An Jing's eyes were like a torch, and there was a black air behind him, like a ghost standing behind him, and the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand seemed to be trembling with excitement.
In his ghost-human state, his strength has improved by several levels.
Especially what is burning is the soul of the thousand-year-old black anaconda.
Puhui Bodhisattva also looked ahead with concentration and became very solemn.
Both of them were silent, but the world did not become quiet.
The majestic energy swept through the two of them like a hurricane, vaguely, as if it carried the sound of Zen and the sound of swords.
An Jing held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, his eyes locked on the Puhui Bodhisattva in front of him, and the energy on his body was constantly flowing.
next moment.
The body of Puhui Bodhisattva jumped up, and dazzling golden light erupted all over his body at this time, and a somewhat terrifying energy fluctuation erupted like a tide.
Whoosh!
His forward figure disappeared out of thin air at this moment.
An Jing's expression suddenly changed at this time, because he knew that Puhui Bodhisattva did not disappear, but because of his speed, he escaped his sight.
Although An Jing could no longer feel the presence of the Bodhisattva Puhui, his instinct told him to fly away into the distance.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the wind whined loudly in my ears, which was obviously the Bodhisattva Puhui approaching.
An Jing's figure was also like a ghost, his eyes suddenly condensed, he turned around without hesitation, and with a surge of cold air in his hand, the Suppressing Evil Sword stabbed behind him as fast as lightning.
Bang! Bang!
The air roared under An Jing's sword, leaving faint traces in the void.
Sword marks!
Only when the speed reaches a certain level will sword marks be left in the air.
"Boom!"
The Suppressing Evil Sword pierced through as fast as lightning, and a deafening sound suddenly resounded. Behind him, Puhui Bodhisattva could see the tip of the Suppressing Evil Sword with one hand and one finger.
The golden light surged, and it actually blocked An Jing's sharp sword, making it impossible for him to make any progress.
Swish! Swish!
An Jing's eyes were sharp, his arms were shaking, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand seemed to roar. The overwhelming sword shadow was like a heavy rain, carrying a terrifying offensive, and attacked without reservation.
An Jing obviously did not hold back at all. As soon as he made a move, he unleashed the power of the sword in the fifth realm, and with the help of the power of the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, such a torrential attack, even a half-step master,
We can only avoid its sharp edges and dare not confront it head-on.
However, An Jing's opponent this time was not an ordinary half-step master, but a master who had suffered severe injuries.
Facing his fierce offensive, the Universal Bodhisattva showed no signs of evading.
Kassapa points!
The fingerlight met the sword light like drizzle falling to the ground, and then was completely annihilated in silence.
Ding! Ding!
The shadow of the sword continued to be annihilated, An Jing's eyes became more and more fierce, and his palms holding the Suppressing Evil Sword were trembling slightly.
Every time there was a fierce confrontation, there would be an extremely arrogant force. If the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand was not a peerless sword, and if he had not used the ghost-human transformation, I am afraid that it would have turned into a monster at this moment.
There was a puddle of meat.
The Grandmaster is worthy of being a Grandmaster!
The ghost shadow and the golden light collided in the dark night, and then disappeared.
Ding!
The sword shadows all over the sky suddenly dissipated, and the Suppressing Evil Sword shot out of the air. Puhui Bodhisattva also raised his finger in the air to greet him, and they collided with each other precisely like needle-point wheat awns in mid-air.
boom!
A terrible strong wind swept across, and waves of Qi could be seen surging towards both sides.
"The strength of this ghost swordsman is really strange. If he was so strong in Sanmiao Mountain last time, why did he have to work so hard?"
Fa Wu looked at the battle in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The battle before him was no less exciting than the battle between Puhui Bodhisattva and Lin Yiyang.
Especially the ghost swordsman, whose mysterious and eerie shadow makes people feel chilling inexplicably.
It's a pity that he was the only one present to witness such a wonderful battle.
If it were downstairs in Huanglong during the day, the sensation it would cause might not be small.
The golden light in Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes flickered suddenly, and then turned into golden afterimages. Then he slapped An Jing's chest heavily with his palm, and the air seemed to ripple lightly under his palm.
As a palm emerged, circles of golden ripples suddenly appeared.
There was a slight tremor in the ground.
The most powerful thing about a grandmaster is that the internal force in his body has been transformed into true qi. The martial arts displayed by that true qi is the reason why the masters under the grandmaster are incomparable.
An Jing felt the amazing strength, and his heart suddenly trembled.
Although Puhui Bodhisattva was severely damaged and could not even display 100% or 30% of his cultivation level, he was still so terrifying.
From this, we can feel the power of Lin Yiyang, who even used the cultivation level of a half-step master to inflict damage on the Bodhisattva Puhui in his heyday.
An Jing could not avoid the thunderous palm of Puhui Bodhisattva.
An Jing took one look and knew he couldn't dodge, so he took a deep breath.
boom!
The majestic energy spread from An Jing's hands.
Draw the sword!
The Suppressing Evil Sword in An Jing's hand trembled, and he slashed straight at Puhui Bodhisattva.
The golden light in Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes flashed, and he slapped him hard with his palm.
Boom!
A dull sound resounded, and a storm swept across the place where they collided. The fierce and unparalleled sword light only lasted for a moment before it completely shattered.
The remaining fist force hit An Jing's chest hard.
boom!
A deep sound sounded, and An Jing's body was directly shaken by a palm and flew backwards.
An Jing's feet landed heavily, his footsteps stuck to the ground, and he quickly retreated towards the back.
"Crack!"
Then he saw the evil-suppressing sword in his hand being stabbed into the ground. The evil-suppressing sword drew a deep mark of several feet on the ground, and then he stabilized himself a little.
An Jing hasn't wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth yet, and his body tilts forward again.
His body was like a ghost, walking in the dark night, and then the evil-suppressing sword in his hand came out.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
Whoosh!
The Suppressing Evil Sword suddenly appeared behind Puhui Bodhisattva, carrying a chilling aura. The sharp sword tip stabbed Puhui Bodhisattva in the back of the heart with a cunning and ruthless arc.
Puhui Bodhisattva seemed to have sensed it a long time ago. As soon as his body moved, he disappeared on the spot, and the evil-suppressing sword that came from the sky flew directly into the air.
"As expected of a master." An Jing stood up and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.
If the hundred-step flying sword just now was an ordinary master, it would have been pierced through the body, but it could not even touch the corner of Puhui Bodhisattva's clothes.
"Donor, it's time for the old monk to take action."
Puhui Bodhisattva's eyes were still shining with golden light. He knew that if he continued to fight, the wounds in his body would gradually tear apart, and he might really be defeated by this ghost swordsman.
call out!
The figure of Universal Bodhisattva has turned into a golden light and flew towards it.
Boom! Boom!
Puhui Bodhisattva did not take action, and once he did, he did not hold back at all. The huge golden fingerprint fell, like a huge golden stone pillar falling hard towards Anjing, even the bright moonlight was blocked.
An Jing frowned and released the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.
Swordsmanship!
The sharp sword energy roared between heaven and earth, like a ray of light piercing out.
The evil-suppressing sword was attached with surging and exciting energy, as if it burst out of the underworld.
"Chi!"
The Suppressing Evil Sword met the golden light pillar coldly, and then pierced it directly.
"not good!"
Puhui Bodhisattva secretly thought, and saw the evil-suppressing sword already rushing toward his eyebrows.
coax!
The surrounding world suddenly rioted, and streaks of golden light emerged.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
The golden light within the body of Puhui Bodhisattva surges, majestic, and the vast aura fills the sky.
Indestructible Vajra!
Boom! Boom!
The Suppressing Evil Sword struck hard, hitting the vibrating golden light, and then erupted with a harsh and roaring sound.
Time seems to have stood still.
The tip of the Suppressing Evil Sword was struck by golden light, but it was difficult to penetrate even a little bit.
On one side is the black sword energy, and on the other is the vast and majestic Buddha's light.
They fight against each other, each occupying half of the night sky.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
As the vitality of the two gradually declined, Puhui Bodhisattva's body trembled, and both of them retreated towards the rear.
The sole of Puhui Bodhisattva stepped on the ground and was injured, and the golden energy rolled in like a tidal wave.
He stood in the middle of the golden wave, looking down at the world like a lofty Buddha.
boom!
Pointing out a finger, a frightening golden light filled the air.
When An Jing saw the golden fingerlight coming towards him, his body trembled, his body turned into a ghost, and he stabbed again with his sword.
Sonorous!
An almost explosive sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, and then the storm of energy crazily spread toward the distance.
Under the heavy impact of swords and fingers, An Jing felt his arms go numb, and his body subconsciously retreated backwards.
boom!
After Puhui Bodhisattva exchanged a blow, there seemed to be no difference at all, and another palm came forward.
An Jing retreated quickly, blood surging in his body.
And the impact of this palm has the potential to annihilate mountains and rivers.
Buzz! Buzz!
The Suppressing Evil Sword erupted with a soft groaning sound, as if it transformed into countless sword shadows and stabbed forward.
Bang bang bang!
Countless sword shadows were directly shattered by the golden fingerlight, and the remaining strong wind roared in, almost tearing him apart.
"Tap tap tap tap..."
An Jing's footsteps retreated backwards.
"Gurgling~!"
After being knocked back by this palm, An Jing suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and there was almost a mouthful of strong blood in his mouth.
Sanmiao Mountain, under the moonlight.
The two masters started to fight today, and the interplay of energy caused the entire Sanmiao Mountain to tremble slightly.
"Donor, I'm offended!"
Puhui Bodhisattva suppressed the injuries in his body, and all his internal power came together.
boom!
The next moment, golden light surged above Sanmiao Mountain, and a shadow seemed to emerge from the vast mist.
Observe the world with two points, and observe yourself with eight points.
A golden Buddha shadow cast like glass stands behind the Bodhisattva Puhui.
Then the Buddha's shadow seemed to merge into one with the Bodhisattva Universal Wisdom.
"Boom!"
Puhui Bodhisattva stretched out his palm, and the Buddha's shadow behind him also crushed it down with his palm.
The palm of the Buddha's shadow fell down, like a mountain falling heavily. An Jing below was like an ant in front of the huge palm print.
The air made a trembling sound, extremely harsh.
Fa Wu was slightly relieved when he saw this. The evenly matched battle just now made him think that the ghost swordsman still had a chance of winning. However, at this moment, the palm of the Vajra Indestructible Body of the Bodhisattva Puhui fell, and all the ghost swordsman's chances of winning were wiped out.
bubble.
Could this ghost swordsman be stronger than Lin Yiyang?
This is obviously impossible.
All the moonlight above Anjing was blocked, turning everything into a golden light.
The Suppressing Evil Sword made a trembling sound, and then the trembling sound became more intense as if it was infused with internal power.
"call out!!"
Then he escaped from An Jing's hand and rushed towards the sky.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
Sword control is one move, there is no change.
But the Hundred Steps Flying Sword is different. His sword can be controlled and has changes.
How could the Tianwu-level swordsmanship be in vain?
The Suppressing Evil Sword flew in mid-air, and then the sword body began to decompose.
split into two.
Two divided into four.
Divide four into eight.
.......
In an instant, the evil-suppressing sword seemed to turn into countless flying swords, densely packed, covering the entire sky, forming a black rain of swords, heading towards the golden palm print.
An Jing's body jumped up, like a ghost, and rushed into the rain of swords.
He grabbed the Suppressing Evil Sword in the center.
"Um!?"
When Puhui Bodhisattva saw this, his expression changed slightly.
The next moment, a dense rain of swords met the golden palm print.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Waves of qi suddenly erupted between the heaven and the earth, rushing towards the surroundings crazily.
Anjing also felt the oppression of Puhui Bodhisattva, and his whole body was tense to the extreme.
Then all the black energy in his body burned out, and the evil-suppressing sword in his hand released a horrifying sword light.
Dang! Dang!
The golden Buddha shadow was directly torn apart, and the sword light of the Suppressing Evil Sword went towards the Universal Bodhisattva behind the golden wave without restraint.
Wow! Wow!
How could Puhui Bodhisattva block this sword at this moment? His body shook, and the sword light directly pierced the Vajra Indestructible Body.
...........
In Yuzhou City, whether it is a teahouse or a restaurant, there is a lot of hustle and bustle.
Everyone was talking about the battle that took place during the day, and everyone looked extremely excited, because they were all witnesses of this battle, which would also be their bragging rights in the future.
"Headmaster Lin is really awesome, a half-step master versus a grandmaster."
"If you ask me, this grandmaster is worthy of being a grandmaster. He even defeated Master Lin who was holding the Phoenix Sword. Who in the world can defeat the grandmaster with a half-step master?"
"Didn't Bodhisattva Puhui say that Master Lin will reach the Sixth Mirror within three years? Master Lin will definitely be firmly established as the best swordsman in the world."
"I gained a lot from your battle today. My swordsmanship has improved greatly. Master Lin is indeed a master of swordsmanship."
"The strength of the Pure Land of the Western Regions should not be underestimated. I heard that this Bodhisattva of Universal Wisdom has only been a Bodhisattva for three years."
"I don't know how many masters there are in Buddhism. It's really scary."
"Buddhism held a forum today to teach the Dharma. Everything went well. It seems that no one in the world can do it. Buddhism has returned."
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At this moment, a golden light shone outside Yuzhou City, followed by an astonishing surge of sword energy.
This light seemed to light up the night sky.
"Look! There is Buddha's light outside Yuzhou City." Someone looked out the window and exclaimed.
"It seems to be in the direction of Faxi Temple. How can there be such a powerful qi machine?"
"There is also sword power. This sword power is so incredible that it can only be displayed by a top swordsman in the fifth realm." A swordsman lost his voice.
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There was a panic in Yuzhou City, everyone was attracted by the golden Buddha light and sword light.
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At this moment, we are on the mountainside of Sanmiao Mountain.
The fierce battle between Anjing and Puhui Bodhisattva has reached the final moment.
The evil-suppressing sword was shining on the golden light, while hundreds of swords rained down from around it.
Neither of them retreated, and the golden light and sword energy were at a stalemate again.
"boom!"
At this moment, the energy behind An Jing exploded, and all the black air surged like the blade of the Suppressing Evil Sword.
With the blessing of this qi machine, the evil-suppressing sword shined brightly, and it stabbed forward without hesitation.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!"
The next shocking scene emerged. The indestructible Vajra Indestructible Body suddenly had cracks, and then they became bigger and bigger. It seemed that it could no longer bear it, and it exploded with a 'boom' sound.
"Wow!"
As the Vajra Indestructible Body ruptured, Puhui Bodhisattva stepped back continuously, his face turned red, and then as if he couldn't bear it anymore, a blood arrow sprayed out.
"Master!"
When Fawu saw this, his eyes were horrified, and then he walked quickly forward.
"I'm fine..."
The body of Puhui Bodhisattva is swaying.
He already had old injuries, and now that sword just pierced his indestructible body, his injuries became even more serious.
Defeated!
Puhui Bodhisattva lost!
The master who defeated Lin Yiyang was defeated by An Jing.
And An Jing was not feeling well at the moment, his face was pale, and his whole body was covered with wounds. In addition to being injured by the Bodhisattva Puhui, there were also huge sequelae left by the ghost-human transformation.
But the sequelae hadn't completely broken out yet, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground long ago.
"Donor, your swordsmanship is superb and your strength is profound. The old monk is convinced by defeat."
Puhui Bodhisattva took a deep breath before speaking slowly.
"Today was just a fluke."
An Jing waved his hand.
The most important thing that can defeat Puhui Bodhisattva today is that he has been injured by Lin Yiyang, and the soul of the black anaconda that has been burning for thousands of years has used the secret technique of ghost transformation. Otherwise, with his earth flower cultivation, he may not be Puhui at all.
The Bodhisattva defeats the enemy with one move.
"Fawu, please give the relic to this donor."
Puhui Bodhisattva said.
"Master..."
When Fawu heard this, he suddenly looked troubled.
This is the relic left behind by his senior brother, Dharma Chi, after he passed away.
"It's nothing more than an external possession."
The peaceful path of Universal Bodhisattva.
"yes."
When Fawu heard this, he took out the golden and shining relic from his arms, gritted his teeth and threw it towards An Jing.
"Thank you very much."
An Jing caught the relic and felt moved in his heart.
With this relic, his golden bones can be perfected and his strength can be upgraded to a higher level.
"I'm not borrowing this relic in vain."
An Jing pondered for a long time, and then said: "In five days, I will send this half volume of Qi Condensation Technique to Faxi Temple."
"Thank you, donor."
Hearing An Jing's words, Puhui Bodhisattva couldn't help but smile softly.
"Then I'll say goodbye today."
An Jing put away the relics and then landed on the thousand-year-old black anaconda's head.
It's time to go home for dinner.
"donor."
At this moment, Puhui Bodhisattva suddenly said.
"What's the matter?"
An Jing asked with a raised brow.
Puhui Bodhisattva asked: "Since this relic is borrowed, do you know when it will be returned?"
Hearing the words of Puhui Bodhisattva, Anjing looked at him inexplicably, and then drove the thousand-year-old black anaconda towards the distance.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
The body of the thousand-year-old black anaconda was seen sliding under the rocky cliffs, running straight down the mountain at an undetectable speed. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sight of Puhui Bodhisattva and Dharma Enlightenment.
"This ghost swordsman is indeed a ghost swordsman. His swordsmanship is uncanny, as is his strength."
Puhui Bodhisattva looked at Anjing's disappearing back and couldn't help but said: "Fawu, support me as a teacher, let's go back to Faxi Temple."
Fawu asked curiously: "Master, didn't you say it's okay...?"
"That's for the Ghost Swordsman..."
Puhui Bodhisattva gave a bitter smile, "If he showed such serious injuries just now, it would be troublesome if the ghost swordsman had murderous intentions. Don't forget that there is a strange beast waiting to attack next to him...
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When Fawu heard this, he quickly supported Puhui Bodhisattva and walked towards the mountain.