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Being transcended by your Buddha? Is there a Buddha in this world?

Su Xun stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, and a faint mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wangkong folded his hands together: Buddha, in my heart.

That means there is no Buddha? The mockery on Su Xun's face became more and more obvious, and his voice became colder: Unfortunately, there are no true Buddhas in this world, but there are true gods. If you block the way of this god, you will all have to die.

The battle of religion and the battle of belief, this is a war that is even more fierce than hatred of a country and a family.

In this world, apart from himself, Su Xun is not allowed to have any beliefs.

What's more, the so-called Buddha and Dao in this world are just illusory and fooling people?

It just happened to form a grudge with these two biggest sects, so I just solved it together.

If the Lotus Temple and the Guizhen Temple are solved, then the other large and small temples and Taoist temples in the world will perish in the world without his help.

The donor is too hostile, and he will become a troll in the future. For the sake of the world, the poor monk can only kill the monk. Amitabha, the donor, the poor monk will help you live in bliss.

Wang Kong's voice fell, the momentum on his body slowly rose, and a majestic momentum burst out, and the whole person also stepped into the air to oppose Su Xun Yaoyao.

kill!

The commander of the Embroidery Division pulled out the long sword, shouted angrily, and stood up in the air to kill the other monks in Lotus Temple.

Clang-bang-

The sound of the long knife being unsheathed continued, and thousands of embroidered clothes and guards rushed towards the Lotus Temple like waves.

The four imperial consecrations and the grand master warriors in the embroidery guards each shared the elders of the Lotus Temple.

The commander of the Tenglong Army narrowed his eyes slightly and said, Li Xiaowei, take your people and rush up to help. The rest of the people are on guard, and you can't let anyone go.

Although Su Xun asked him to lead his troops to contain them below, he felt that the people he brought couldn't do nothing, so he just waited.

Yes, General.

Kill!

Thousands of Tenglong Army in heavy armor rushed directly to the Lotus Temple on horseback and stepped on the stairs. The collision between the horseshoes and the stone stairs, coupled with the sound of the armor collision, made one's blood boil.

Old bald donkey, half-step Martial Saint, it's not enough to see in front of me.

Su Xun did not pay attention to the following battle situation, because only the battle between him and Wangkong was the key.

He wasn't in a hurry, but Wang Kong couldn't be in a hurry.

Because monks are simply no match for a well-trained, combat-experienced army.

Amitabha, take your life!

Wangkong must quickly kill or repel Su Xun, otherwise even if he is alive in the end, the rest of the Lotus Temple will be almost dead.

When the Buddha number fell, he shot it out with a palm, and the golden infuriating energy condensed into a giant palm and fell to Su Xun.

The strength of a half-step Martial Saint is completely different from the peak of the Grandmaster Realm. It has changed in essence. As long as you cross this hurdle to become a Martial Saint, you will basically be out of the category of humans.

If Su Xun practiced Qi Huashen's mana alone, he would definitely not be the opponent of the Half-step Martial Saint, but who made Su Xun practice the divine way and go further in the divine way?

As soon as Wangkong made his move, Su Xun had a rough judgment on his strength.

It should be around the peak of Qi Huashen or the middle stage of Spiritual Refinement, and it is not Su Xun's opponent at all.

The strength is good, but it's a pity that I met an opener like me.

Su Xun smiled indifferently, facing the mighty palm, he just stepped out, and a vast divine power surged out.

Chong-

Divine power condensed into a fire phoenix, let out a phoenix cry and rushed towards the giant palm.

boom!

Cracks appeared on the golden giant palm, and the speed was obviously slowed down.

Su Xun took another step forward and shouted coldly, Broken!

Yan—

With a dragon roar, the divine power condensed into a golden five-clawed dragon that hovered over Su Xun and rushed out.

boom!

The golden giant palm was shattered by divine power, dissipated in the air, and turned into a gust of wind.

how is this possible!

Wangkong was terrified, and even if he silently recited the Buddhist meditation mantra, he could not calm down.

Because the gap between his strength and Su Xun's strength is seriously beyond his imagination.

This kind of despair he only felt in the old ancestor who had been closed in the Lotus Temple.

Wu Sheng!

This Su Xun is definitely a Martial Saint!

Such a young Wusheng, what will be his future achievements? Will it break Wu Sheng's obstacle avoidance?

Moreover, he felt that Su Xun's true qi seemed to be somewhat different from the true qi of their warriors.

Of course it was different, because what Su Xun was using was divine power, not infuriating energy at all.

impossible?

Su Xun was joking at first, then his eyes became domineering and arrogant:

As I said, I am a god, and for a god, I should be omnipotent!

The voice fell, and the void held a grip: Sword.

Divine power condensed into a long sword and fell into his hand.

Die!

Su Xun held the sword, and his figure instantly disappeared on the spot. The next second, he appeared in front of Wang Kong, and he slashed when he raised the sword.

Wangkong took off the beads on his neck to fight against it.

Crash-

Just a sword, the rope broke, and the beads fell from the air one by one.

Wangkong's eyes showed panic, his Buddha beads were strung with special gold threads, and then he blessed with infuriating energy, but he didn't expect it to be cut off by a sword like this.

Wu Sheng, it really makes people feel hopeless.

Su Xun pressed hard step by step, he could only retreat while fighting.

Old bald donkey, where is your Buddha, hurry up and let him come out to save you.

Su Xun's robe moved lightly, his black hair was flying, and his long sword was waving.

Wangkong didn't say a word, because he didn't dare to be distracted at this time, he had already been hit with several swords, and once he opened his mouth, he couldn't help spurting blood.

It seems that your Buddha is not very useful. Why don't your Lotus Temple be changed to the Temple of the Nine Heavens God Emperor from now on. How about this God Son consider to spare your life.

Su Xun was extremely arrogant and kept pressing Wangkong to fight, neither killing him quickly nor giving him a chance to fight back.

It's as if a cat has caught a mouse and is playing and playing with each other.

Wangkong still didn't say a word, and kept swallowing the gushing blood back into his stomach, trying his best to resist Su Xun.

The boring one-man show made Su Xun feel a little tired, and he said with cold eyes, Don't talk? Are you looking down on this God?

Then go to hell!

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum rose again, the long sword was like a rainbow, the air penetrated the sky, and the sword light flashed so that everyone who was fighting on the ground lost their sight.

Thorn-

The long sword passed through Wangkong's heart.

Pfft-

Wangkong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his body quickly fell to the ground.

Master! Brother! Uncle! Master!

The people in the Lotus Temple below saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly, and their faces showed sadness.

No one expected Su Xun to be so strong.

At first, they were planning to leave Su Xun's life in Lotus Temple.

kill!

The people from the Embroidery Division will not give them time to feel sad, they are all chasing after the victory, cutting to the bone.

Su Xun quickly solved Wangkong, the half-step Martial Saint, making everyone shocked and excited.

After all, they revere the strong.