Whether they were ordinary people, martial arts masters, or even Mongolian cavalry and Tibetan monks, they all looked at the scholar on the roof of Chunfeng Tower with a strange look in their eyes.
That is ridicule, pity, and ridicule!
Everyone can see clearly that the scholar upstairs in Chunfeng is very handsome, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and he is very impressive.
But killing is always done with a sword!
And this scholar was trembling all over and seemed like he couldn't even stand. How could such a person want to assassinate the living Buddha Pasiba?!
The Wudang disciple who just made such an amazing sword move was not even the enemy of Ba Siba with one finger, but this scholar who has no power to tie a chicken?!
"Sir, please leave this sword to the slave family!" A gorgeous prostitute below shouted loudly, then covered her lips and giggled.
When the spectators on the street heard this, they laughed loudly. The Mongolian general laughed and said: "Boy, come down and let me give you twenty lashes, and I will spare your life!"
No one took Lu Yuncheng seriously, everyone thought he was just a scholar who talked wildly!
Mo Li looked at the scholar at the railing with a worried look on his face. Ba Siba was even more powerful than he had imagined.
He originally thought that this old monk was just like ordinary Tibetan monks, good at spiritual cultivation and might not be much better than him in martial arts. When he was caught off guard, he stabbed him with his sword, and the other party had no time to use his spiritual magic.
The success rate, unexpectedly, this person actually practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the point of perfection!
What is perfection?!
That requires practicing all the thirteen levels. However, the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, which is known as the supreme Dharma-protecting magical skill of Tantric Buddhism, is so easy to practice?
Although anyone with any qualifications can practice the basic level, it is easy to learn but difficult to master. For ordinary people, it takes one or two years to practice the first level, three to four years for the second level, and seven or eight years for the third level. If someone has a life span,
After thousands of years, it is naturally possible to practice it, but who in the world can have such a long life?!
Mo Li asked himself about his qualifications. There were very few people in the world who could stand beside him. He worked hard and received the medicinal power of thousand-year-old snow ginseng. In addition, he was a martial arts master with deep inner strength. He only managed to reach the ninth level with great effort.
The tenth level is still far away, but in a hundred years, Pasiba has actually mastered this magical skill to perfection. How terrifying is this!
But this is consistent with his identity.
The genius of Buddhism who has not been seen in the world for thousands of years, the amazing figure who alone dominates the Taoist sects in the world. If he is just a little better in spiritual cultivation, what kind of genius is he? What qualifications does he have to invite Zhang Sanfeng to a decisive battle in the debate on scriptures?!
"Lu...Brother Lu..., you...go...quickly..." Mo Li mustered up his last strength and shouted with difficulty.
"Walk?!"
Lu Yuncheng held on to the railing and looked up at the sky. The bright moon hung high in the sky and the stars were dim, but the seven big stars in the north were clearly visible.
That's the Big Dipper.
"Daozhang Song, please remember what I told you, I have a trick!"
Lu Yuncheng shouted loudly, suddenly raised the wine bottle in his hand, and drank the wine in large gulps.
The wine dripped down his neck, and he ignored it until he drank it all. He threw the wine bottle to the ground, and the porcelain shards flew everywhere!
"Pasiba, take my sword!"
The scholar pointed his toes a little, and he was already leaping down from the railing.
The cold wind blew up his clothes and messed up his long hair, but it couldn't shake his firm eyes!
The man fell to the ground, paused for a moment, then drew his sword and moved forward, with a resolute face and a look of determination in his eyes!
Gu“Brother Lu!”
Mo Li had a look of unbearable expression on his face, but he received a finger from Pasiba and the powerful power contained in the 13th level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. Even though he had two magical powers to protect his body, his internal organs were shaken and his whole body was injured.
The right hand holding the sword was almost unconscious. It was difficult to escape, let alone rescue Lu Yuncheng?!
Everyone can see that the scholar surnamed Lu is not very good at martial arts. The same sword strike is completely different from the movement of Mo Li just now!
That long sword has no sword energy or sword intention. The only thing that is commendable is that the moves are very smooth and the sword power is powerful. It can be seen that his sword skills must have been learned from famous masters.
However, even if his master comes here, he will not be the enemy of Pasiba, let alone him?
Many people present expressed regret, regretting that the world would soon lose a scholar with extraordinary courage, and even more people looked at him like a clown.
The Mongolian general was undoubtedly the latter.
Seeing that the frightened and trembling scholar dared to draw his sword, a sneer appeared on his face, he raised his sword and ordered: "Kill this clown!"
All the cavalrymen agreed with a loud voice, and they all clenched their swords, waiting for the scholar to hit him and die.
Unlike the assassination of the heroes and Li Li just now, they all looked relaxed at this moment. The Tibetan monks and even the Living Buddha Hutu had indifferent expressions on their faces. No one took Lu Yuncheng seriously.
However, just when Lu Yuncheng was about to rush into the military formation, a sudden change occurred!
But he saw the man retract his long sword and stab forward again. An inexplicable aura suddenly emanated from his body, as if something had awakened. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and his aura was as sharp as a sword.
Sharp blade!
The world changes suddenly!
Suddenly, in the northern sky, seven big stars were falling, and their brilliance and brilliance were all gathered on that sword. At this moment, Lu Yuncheng seemed to have turned into a star king in the sky, with great power and power, dominating the world!
"Pasiba! Take Pindao's sword!"
Lu Yuncheng opened his mouth and shouted, but his voice became older. It seemed that he was a different person. The sword light spread across the sky, and there was nothing else between heaven and earth. Only the sword was left, a sword surrounded by the brilliance of stars!
That long sword is just like a falling meteor. The sword is fierce and indomitable. The sword's light is incomparably beautiful, but it also carries a thrilling and cold killing intent, which makes people intoxicated and frightened at the same time!
Naturally, this sword cannot be taken by those cavalry or monks. From the beginning to the end, its target is only one person, and only that one person is worthy of taking this sword!
"Amitabha!"
A grand Buddha's trumpet sounded in everyone's ears, but suddenly a golden Buddha statue appeared near the chariot and sedan chair. The Buddha statue was so huge that the heaven and earth seemed to be in its palm. Everyone felt that they were as small as ants.
It points one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, showing great compassion, great purity, and great liberation!
The giant Buddha made a majestic but compassionate voice:
"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"
When the Buddha preaches, his voice is like thunder, every word is heard, shaking the heavens and the earth!