While talking, two figures quickly came to Xiao Changfeng.
Astonishingly, they are the Holy Son Zhitong and Huizhen!
"Brother, he was the one who robbed the scriptures and injured me."
The scars on Huizhen's face were still there, and now she pointed at Xiao Changfeng and cried to Holy Son Zhitong.
"Holy Son of Zhitong!"
Xiao Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not expect that the Holy Son of Nandala Temple would actually come to him.
But he wasn't afraid, it was just a holy son.
Not to mention that he is already at the peak of the early stages of integration.
Even when you are in the stage of becoming a god, you are not afraid.
During the battle at Beiman Mountain, Ouyang Wuliang even broke through to the Imperial Martial Realm.
He was also killed by himself.
It's just that killing people here can easily arouse hostility among the people.
This is what makes Xiao Changfeng afraid.
"Donor, the Buddha treasure is the most precious treasure of my Buddhism. Please return it to this poor monk. As for your bullying of my brother, as long as you realize your own sins, I, the Buddha, will naturally be merciful."
Holy Son Zhitong did not angrily reprimand Xiao Changfeng as soon as he came up.
At this time, he put his hands together and talked.
However, his words also made Xiao Changfeng understand the purpose of Holy Son Zhitong.
Obviously the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique is real, and avenging Huizhen is just incidental.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have mentioned that broken scripture one after another.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Holy Son Zhitong's eyes flashed and he looked at Room No. 9.
As a disciple of Buddhism, he felt the breath of the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.
Although it is very weak, it does not seem to be false.
"You've already started practicing?"
Holy Son Zhitong narrowed his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes rose sharply.
The profound Buddhist teachings are not recorded in words, but in the light of Buddha.
Moreover, Huizhen said that the scripture was very damaged.
If it is cultivated by others, then I am afraid that I will no longer be able to see the truth.
Thinking of this, Holy Son Zhitong also became anxious.
Whoosh!
The figure of Holy Son Zhitong flashed and turned into a rainbow, heading straight for Room No. 9 of Tianzi.
He wanted to break in and seize the scriptures.
"Who gave you the courage to take action in front of me?"
At this moment, Xiao Changfeng's voice sounded in his ears.
Immediately, Holy Son Zhitong felt a strong crisis.
He crossed his hands and his arms glowed with golden light.
when!
A fist hit his arm.
He was knocked upside down, broke three neem trees, and finally fell into the flower bed.
"elder brother!"
Huizhen's eyes were shocked, and she looked at the Holy Son Zhitong lying in the flower bed in disbelief.
In his mind, his brother is an invincible existence.
He was actually punched and sent flying.
This...this is simply incredible!
"Nie Zhan, how dare you take action against me?"
At this moment, Holy Son Zhitong suddenly jumped up from the flower bed and looked at Xiao Changfeng from a distance, with anger boiling in his eyes.
Buddhism has a very high status in Xizhou.
And as the holy son of Nandala Temple, he is even more noble.
Except for the talented and powerful men from other temples, he has never been bullied like this before.
Coupled with the hatred between Lei Yinjin Shenfa and his younger brother.
The anger in his heart that had been suppressed by the Dharma instantly ignited.
"With a hypocritical heart, no matter how you approach the Buddha, it will all be false!"
Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.
He could see through the flaws of the Holy Son Zhitong at a glance.
Although he is not a great Buddhist master.
But he was the Immortal Emperor of Creation in his previous life.
The entire Buddhist sect was under his jurisdiction, and countless gods and Buddhas bowed at his feet.
It can be said that in addition to the ideal true Buddha, Xiao Changfeng's Buddhist attainments are enough to overlook the entire Buddhism.
"Hmph, the devil dares to show off his evil ways? The poor monk doesn't know what kind of evildoer you are, but you actually come to my Nandala Temple to show off your evil ways. Today, the poor monk will subjugate the demon!"
Holy Son Zhitong stood up in anger.
He knew that he had to deal with the young man in front of him first before he could break in and seize the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.
Although the young man in front of him seems to be at the first level of the Imperial Martial Realm.
But he has confidence in himself.
After practicing Buddhism for many years, his strength has also improved greatly.
Moreover, the Nandara Temple devoted all its efforts to training him, making him far superior to warriors of the same level.
He would not hesitate to fight for the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique!
"It seems this battle is inevitable!"
Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly.
All people in Xizhou believe in Buddhism, especially this is the city of Nanda.
If there is a real battle, there may be consequences.
"The poor monk will definitely save you today."
Saint Zhitong shouted angrily, then clenched his fist with his right hand and punched out.
Boom!
The golden light fist is extremely bright, accompanied by the echo of Zen sound.
It was as if this punch condensed the will of thousands of monks.
"It's your own fault and you won't live!"
Seeing that this battle is inevitable.
Xiao Changfeng also put aside distracting thoughts and chopped with one finger.
Mo Wenjian is still making breakthroughs, and Saint Son Zhitong must not be allowed to disturb him at this time.
As for whether it will arouse public hostility.
Xiao Changfeng no longer thought about it.
Even if I become the enemy of the whole world, I can't back down!
Tear!
The sword light roared out, carrying a sharp aura, and collided with the golden light fist light in mid-air.
Boom!
A loud roar suddenly resounded, like thunder exploding.
Terrifying waves swept across suddenly, blowing up many datura flowers on the ground.
The fluctuations in the battle here gradually attracted the attention of other people in Baoxiang Residence.
"Nie Zhan, take my punch!"
Holy Son Zhitong rushed out and turned into a rainbow, crossing the sky and killing Xiao Changfeng.
His fists were glowing with golden light.
There is also a strong, hard, and immortal breath flowing out.
"Earth-level low-level martial arts: Maha Fist!"
Saint Zhitong shouted, and the surging spiritual energy flowed like water and gathered on his fist.
The aura of Saint Son Zhitong is different from that of ordinary warriors.
It contains Buddha's light, which has the power to be upright and destroy evil spirits.
And with this punch, a golden Buddha appeared faintly.
It's as if the golden Buddha descended to earth and evolved this boxing.
Buzz!
The fist wind blew up, directly piercing the air, and a harsh sound broke out.
The mandala flowers around were blown to the point of collapse.
Even though Huizhen was far away, her cheeks felt sore from being scratched.
"My brother is so strong, this punch will definitely defeat him."
Huizhen was shocked, but even more excited.
He believed that his brother's punch would definitely win.
After all, his brother is the Holy Son!
"It's only superficial and flashy."
Xiao Changfeng glanced at it and commented casually.
He raised his right hand.
When the White Tiger Diamond Body is used, a faint white-gold light shines on the fist.
With a fierce and unrivaled power that destroys everything.
boom!
The White Tiger Divine Fist struck out, and Huizhen was dazzled for an instant.
It was as if I saw a white tiger fighting against the sky and the earth, rushing towards the Golden Buddha.
Soon, the two fists collided together.
The golden Buddha is brilliant, but it can't hold on at this time.
It collapsed quickly, but looking back at the white tiger's phantom, it was full of fighting spirit and would never be extinguished.
Bang!
In Huizhen's disbelieving eyes.
Holy Son Zhitong was knocked away by a punch and hit a nearby room. The room immediately collapsed and was submerged.