I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Buddhism has Dharmakaya, and martial art has emperors.

The martial arts powerhouse above the realm of the ninth realm king is called the martial arts emperor.

The first state of Wu Huang is also known as the tenth state of martial arts practice.

Contenders regard the whole world as a deer.

Yu Zi is naturally even more insignificant.

The unparalleled kingly dominance further condenses and rises, turning into the emperor's aura, directly treating the practitioners of the first to nine levels as nothing.

Faced with opponents whose cultivation base is lower than his own, he is truly unstoppable and unstoppable.

Martial arts compete with Buddhism, one attack and one defense. Among the various paths of practice beyond the ninth realm, they can be called the two most restrained types of practitioners from the first to ninth realms.

The collision between the two now depends on their respective cultivation attainments.

In the distance, on the wall of Chang'an Fourth Outer City, Shen Herong hides his figure and looks here.

She has blue eyes hidden in the hood above her head.

"Previously, I thought that Wu Yun would become the Taoist soul first, but I didn't expect Wu Dao to take the first step and become the first to become the Emperor Wu." Shen Herong didn't pay much attention to Master Faning, but more than half of his attention was on Mr. Wu Yun.

"You look wrong."

Zhang Dongyun's calm voice came from Qingtian's eyes.

Shen Herong raised his eyebrows: "Don't be the big brother, can you help him secretly?"

"I'm not that boring." Zhang Dongyun's voice was calm.

On the city wall, the girl looked suspicious.

In the distance, Master Faning, who was protected by the Buddhism Dharma body, finally looked a little dignified.

He looked at each other with Mr. Wu Yun and folded his palms together: "My Buddha is merciful, is your Excellency the Lord of Chang'an City?"

Mr. Wu Yun looked indifferent: "How can the old man compare with your majesty? Why do you dare to think that you can work my majesty to do it yourself?"

Faning didn't get angry, but his expression was more solemn than before.

The old man in black who was already the emperor of martial arts in front of him was not yet the city lord of Chang'an.

That shows that the strength of Chang'an City Master's cultivation base is even higher than this black-clothed old man.

Master Faning, who was born in a famous Buddhist monastery in Central China, was not very impressed with the weak seven kingdoms of Eastern Xinjiang.

Chang'an subverted the Eastern Tang Dynasty and swallowed the Western Chu. In his opinion, it was no more than the battle between the secular dynasties.

But now realizing that Chang'an has at least two powerhouses above the ninth stage, Master Faning immediately put away his contempt.

"The poor monk is here, just to see your majesty, to resolve the conflict between you and us, please forgive the poor monk from the same family."

Grand Master Faning continued: "Please also ask your Excellency to provide information on your behalf."

Mr. Wu Yun said coldly: "You stole in first and rushed in behind, and you still have the face to see your majesty? Your only ending is to be taken down, just like your fellow sect, to atone for Chang'an."

Master Faning put his palms together again: "Then please forgive the poor monk to say goodbye this time. When your anger is gone, the poor monk will visit again next time."

After all, the seemingly huge Dharma body floated, avoiding Mr. Wuyun and leaving west.

A sneer appeared on Mr. Wuyun's face, and his figure flashed before he came to Master Faning's Law Body.

Compared with speed, Wu Huang's advantage is too great, coming and going like electricity, Buddhism Dharma body is a lotus step by step, and can't beat the opponent in speed.

Master Faning had anticipated this and didn't expect to leave safely with one step.

Under his palms together, there is boundless light, and compression is contained between his palms.

In the next moment, the boundless light will be released.

Under the Great Bright Mantra of Lingguang Temple, the Buddha's light flooded all directions.

Master Faning's Dharma Body has also become larger as a result.

The law body, which was originally only three feet high, was as high as thirty feet or more at this moment.

The Buddha's palm stretched out, as if covering the sky from the sun.

But there is no darkness, only immeasurable light, so that Mr. Wu Yun's eyes are so white that no other sights can be seen.

After Master Faning had previously slapped his enemies, he knew that he was extraordinary. If he fought again at this moment, it was the great magical power of the Great Bright Curse, and he wanted to overwhelm Mr. Wuyun.

Chang'an City Lord, who is stronger than his current opponent, may show up at any time, and Master Faning has no intention of fighting with him to the end.

Therefore, after repelling the opponent with the Great Bright Curse, the next step Master Faning was ready to wipe the soles of his feet.

Quickly report back to the temple and ask more colleagues and elders to come and help.

With him alone, it is absolutely impossible to subdue Chang'an and rescue the Master and Disciple of Faxin.

But just when Faning was about to take a step, his 100-meter-high Law Bodies actually shook as a whole.

The next moment, it was faltering.

Faced with the boundless light in front of him, Mr. Wu Yun was unceremonious, and he punched out.

The explosiveness of terror is exploding in the center of the Buddha's palm.

There was light in front of him, and a void suddenly appeared.

The blazing energy erupted first, and then continued uninterrupted. It turned into a terrifying fire, which could even burn the light!

The Buddha's palm condensed with immeasurable light began to be consumed by the fire.

The powerful force made Master Faning's 100-meter Dharma body shake, and at the same time felt a burning pain in the spirit.

However, at such a critical juncture, Master Fanning was slightly stunned.

In the next moment, he exclaimed: "Yandi Fist! Evil Emperor's Yandi Fist!"

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun sat in a chair, watching this scene calmly.

Mr. Wu Yun's boxing technique is exactly the fire element magical skill recorded in the "Evil Emperor Jing", and it has been improved by Zhang Dongyun to double its power.

However, this is a unique knowledge that only Emperor Wu can practice.

In contrast, there are Lei Xiang's Lei Di Sword, Tian Xiang's Tian Di Sword and so on.

Zhang Dongyun has the invincible city system, of course he can also practice.

But people cannot become the emperor of martial arts, and the power of using these martial arts may not be better than the evil fist of heaven and the sword.

Greedy to chew, City Lord Zhang simply walked forward steadily one step at a time.

Now, let's take Mr. Wuyun to have a dry addiction.

Master Faning was taken aback, as if suddenly realized something.

He was in a daze, but Mr. Wuyun didn't hesitate. After breaking the palm of the Buddha with one punch, the next punch hit the key to his chest and abdomen.

Master Faning came back to his senses and hurriedly responded, the Law Body raised his hand to block Mr. Wuyun's fist.

However, the result was only an explosive force that smashed the palm again.

The palm of the Buddha's broken hand was gradually re-condensed and formed under the shining light at this moment.

But his repair speed is not as fast as Mr. Wuyun's punching.

A haze flashed through Master Faning's eyes.

The Great Bright Mantra is still useless, aura and Bodhi finger, not to mention.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Master Faning once again spoke of the Buddha's name.

In the next moment, his huge half-meter-high Law Body burned on its own without Mr. Wuyun Yandi's boxing.

Infinite brilliance, turned into an infinite blue flame.

The flame jumped extremely slowly, in Zhang Dongyun's view, it was like a slow motion of the camera.

The violent flame at this moment actually seemed to solidify into a solid.

It is the same as colored glaze.

The memories of the evil emperor left behind, allowing Zhang Dongyun to easily distinguish the other party's methods.

Da Ri Liulihuo.

In the past years, Leiyin Temple had to cultivate a monk with the Dharma body to master the unique knowledge of Buddhism.

Turn the bright light of the sun into the colored glaze to purify the fire, offensive and defensive as one, burning everything that comes into contact, making it into extinction.

In fact, even Buddhist monks who have cultivated into the Dharmakaya, not everyone can practice into the great sun glazed fire.

Faning is truly talented.

It's just that he is just a "immobile" level of Law Bodies, and it is not easy to control the glazed fire of the sun.

While the net fire burns, it destroys the enemy while also causing damage to Faning's own law body.

But now he had to make a desperate move, relying on the great sun glazed fire to block Mr. Wuyun's offensive, and he took the opportunity to escape.

After breaking through the encirclement, the Buddha fire will be dispersed.

However, in the face of Master Faning's burning Law Bodies, Mr. Wu Yun had no plans to evade.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun himself raised his hand in the air and punched it forward.

Outside the fourth outer city, Mr. Wuyun did only one thing.

Punch.

Punch again.

A series of punches.

Keep punching!

In a blink of an eye, dozens of hundreds of Yandi's punches were superimposed on each other, condensing and not bursting.

The terrifying and heavy boxing strength, like hundreds of heavy burning meteorites falling from the sky, smashed together on Master Faning's body.

Burning the glaze flame, the tall Dharma body stood stiffly in place.

Hundreds of huge pits left behind!

It seemed like one fist after another.

The next moment, hundreds of fist prints exploded together, exploding in series.

The deafening sound shocked Baili.

The violent air current surged around.

To the east side, it was easy to say that it hit the wall of Chang'an Fourth Outer City, the wall remained motionless and steadily endured.

The air currents in the other three directions formed a hurricane, which directly knocked all the surrounding trees up and down.

People inside and outside Chang'an were too scared to move, but they didn't know why.

Outside the city wall, the huge Buddhist Dharma body, one hundred meters high, was fragmented on the spot.

The boundless colored glaze purged the fire, and all went out.

A monk, unconscious, fell down from mid-air.

Mr. Wu Yun waved his hand, and the monk fell in front of the Viper Meteorite.

"take away."

The black-clothed old man casually ordered if nothing happened.

After the snake meteor caught the person, he lowered his head deeply: "Yes, sir."

He glanced at the monk.

In the tenth realm of Buddhism, Master Faning, an eminent monk of Lingguang Temple, who had formed a Dharmakaya, was beaten on the spot by Mr. Wuyun of the same realm.

Such cultivation strength is really amazing.

Under Zhang Dongyun's control, he did not hear Master Faning's exclamation, nor did he recognize the Yandi Fist cast by Mr. Wu Yun.

But the power of this boxing technique was all in his eyes.

At this moment, besides admiration, the demon's heart is more awe.

When Mr. Wuyun returned to the city, he did not change his expression, Chong Shen and Rong slightly nodded in greeting: ‘Twelve girls, you are back. ’

"Yeah." Shen Herong smiled and said, "Big brother really values ​​you, and even Yandi's fist was passed to you."

Mr. Wu Yun said in a righteous manner: "The old slave hopes to lay the ground for his majesty in this life."

Shen Herong smiled and nodded: "It's really a blessing to have you serve as a servant."

"The old slave dare not be." The black-clothed old man said.

After Shen Herong bid farewell to each other, he returned to Daming Palace.

Zhang Dongyun watched her enter the hall and asked, "Is there Yang Li whereabouts?"