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Chapter 1485: Give this seat a face

No matter how you say it, the Kind-browed Buddha Saint is also a strong person in the saint realm.

At this moment, he waved his big hand, and in an instant, golden light filled the heaven and earth like clouds.

"field!"

Mo Wenjian's eyes showed a solemn look. At this time, he felt heavy all over and had difficulty breathing.

It's like being stuck in mud and unable to extricate yourself.

Boom!

A ten-meter-sized golden hand suddenly condensed out.

The five fingers support the sky and the earth, lifelike, and even the palm prints on them are clearly visible.

The golden hand shrouded down, trying to capture Mo Wenjian and Xiao Changfeng together.

It's like the Tathagata's Five Fingers Mountain trying to suppress Monkey King.

"The thief is a bald donkey. If you want to capture me, you are not qualified. Let me break your bullshit!"

Mo Wenjian shouted angrily and stood up.

I saw him take out the copper coin sword from the storage ring, and then pour all his spiritual energy into it.

"Tianbao has a spirit, open the sky with money!"

Mo Wenjian muttered something, and suddenly the copper coin sword bloomed with a bright red light.

The red glow is like clouds, competing with the golden light.

"Hey, a top-grade holy weapon!"

Xiao Changfeng let out a light sigh, the power displayed by this copper coin sword at this time.

It is actually comparable to a top-grade holy weapon.

But it still doesn't have the power of time, and it's not a magic weapon.

Don't know what the origin is.

Mo Wenjian's face was pale at this time, but he was still instilling spiritual energy.

Suddenly the red light on the copper coin sword became stronger and stronger.

I almost want to break through the sky and break through this world.

"Why should the donor struggle anymore and follow me into the temple? I will naturally give them justice!"

The kind-browed Buddha saint still lowered his head and hummed, seemingly determined to defeat Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian.

"Fuck your shit."

Mo Wenjian shouted angrily, and then didn't wait for the golden light to fall.

The copper coin sword soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

I saw a red sword rainbow rising into the sky and splitting the heaven and the earth.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, he was chopped into Jin Guang's hand.

when!

A deafening sound of gold and iron mingled.

At this moment, the copper coin sword was cut into the golden hand.

Just like cutting through cowhide with a knife, although it is difficult, it still keeps cutting.

In the end, the golden hand was completely cut in half.

"Ancient treasure? It's a pity that the benefactor's realm is not high enough to exert the power of this treasure. You two should stop struggling. I have no ill intentions. I just want to invite you to stay in our temple for a few days."

The Kind-browed Buddha's eyes were filled with surprise, obviously he didn't expect the copper coin sword to be so powerful.

But he didn't care either.

No matter how powerful the weapon is, it all depends on whose hands it is.

Mo Wenjian has just broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm, even if he holds a copper coin sword.

He is far from his opponent.

"You bastard, don't talk nonsense, use whatever means you have, I want to learn the secrets of Buddhism today."

Mo Wenjian's face was pale, but his smile was even brighter.

The loser does not lose the formation!

What's more, I am the eldest brother, so how can I let my younger brother see the joke?

"Brother, go quickly!"

Mo Wenjian urged Xiao Changfeng in a low voice.

But before Xiao Changfeng could speak.

The Merciful Buddha took action again, no, he spoke out!

"Amitabha!"

These four words are full of treasure and solemnity, and carry boundless coercion.

In an instant, Mo Wenjian's face turned even paler.

He even showed a look of pain.

This is not a martial skill, but mental coercion.

Buddhist exercises also involve the cultivation of spiritual power.

Although he has not yet gathered his spiritual consciousness, he is still far more powerful than ordinary warriors.

At this time, spiritual power was shrouded, and invisible pressure was like a mountain, pressing on Mo Wenjian and Xiao Changfeng.

"Damn thief and bald ass."

Mo Wenjian had a splitting headache and could only curse.

However, this mental pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

Although Mo Wenjian is not weak in strength, his mental strength has not been cultivated.

At this time, he was so pressed that it was difficult to move, and his body was creaking.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't take long for him to collapse from the pressure.

"The Sword of Divine Consciousness!"

At this time, Xiao Changfeng finally took action.

Divine consciousness surged, and a sword of divine consciousness condensed in front of him.

As soon as the sword came out, the face of the Kind-browed Buddha finally changed drastically.

"Sword of spiritual power, how could you condense this sword?"

Mental strength is extremely difficult to cultivate.

Even he can only use mental power to suppress people.

However, it is far from possible to condense mental energy into objects.

But at this time, he saw it with his own eyes.

"cut!"

Xiao Changfeng did not answer, but had a thought in his mind.

In an instant, the sword of divine consciousness roared out, easily cutting through the spiritual power of the Ci-Brow Buddha.

Rub rub rub rub!

His spiritual power was broken, and the kind-browed Buddha fell back more than ten meters, his face turned pale, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Obviously he was injured!

"Master!"

Saint Zhitong's eyes widened in disbelief.

The master is a strong man in the saint realm, but he was injured?

This...this is simply unbelievable.

"This benefactor has a deep connection with Buddhism and has an incomprehensible relationship with my Buddha. Although I am only the abbot of a temple, I still want to invite the two benefactors to the temple to discuss Buddhism and Dharma. The two benefactors must not refuse."

The Merciful Buddha Sage was no longer looking at Mo Wenjian, but turned to look at Xiao Changfeng.

His eyes were as bright as stars.

The Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique on Mo Wenjian already surprised him.

And the sword of spiritual power that Xiao Changfeng showed just now made him even more greedy.

At this time, he wanted to take both Mo Wenjian and Xiao Changfeng back and master these two supreme secrets.

"Hypocritical monks also want to corrupt our teachings?"

Xiao Changfeng sneered, he had already guessed the thoughts of the Kind-browed Buddha.

Sure enough, how is Buddhism’s hypocrisy different from that hypocrite?

He originally wanted to see the difference between the abbot of a temple and a person like Saint Zhitong.

Now it seems that they are all the same.

Hypocrisy, greed, selfish desires!

The so-called retreat into Buddhism and letting go of everything are just words. When it comes to one's own interests, no one will let go.

But that’s okay, if they are really compassionate monks.

I still feel uncomfortable asking about the whereabouts of the ghost monk.

If you have desires, fears, and human flaws like this, it's best to take action.

"The donor's anger is too strong and needs to be resolved with Buddhist teachings. Since both donors are like this, I have no choice but to break the precept for the sake of all living beings!"

The kind-browed Buddha clasped his hands together and chanted in a low voice.

Immediately, the power of the saint suddenly surged out.

"Earth-level advanced martial arts: Arhat Fist!"

The Kind-browed Buddha suddenly punched out.

In an instant, the light of Buddha flourished in the sky and the earth, and the sound of Zen filled my ears, and the sound of bells continued.

A golden Arhat seemed to appear between heaven and earth, and they all punched together.

To put an end to the evil spirits in this mortal world.

This punch is extremely powerful and unpretentious.

The air was directly blasted, and a white wave of air could be seen surging with the naked eye.

With this punch, the Lord Merciful Eyebrows no longer held back.

He planned to injure Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian first, and then capture them and take them back to the temple.

Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly and stretched out his right hand.

Now that the Merciful Buddha has taken action, he doesn't mind a big battle.

But just when the Hydra was about to fly out.

A strange pressure from the saint appeared from the southwest.

Immediately, a female voice sounded in the sky above Baoxiangju:

"Sage, Kind-browed Buddha, give me some face, how about letting them two go?"


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