Daming I am Jin Yiwei

The only regret is that Jinlun Fawang doesn't drop justice points, so killing him won't do any good.

Lu Xuan pressed the embroidered spring knife in his hand: "Ming Wang, you and I have obtained the information we want, but we don't know if we are going to prepare to attack the city?"

Jinlun Dharma King said: "Amitabha, Master Lu has deep thoughts of killing, and needs to be careful of falling into the boundless sea of ​​blood."

"Lu upholds justice and acts for the heavens, why should he be afraid?" Lu Xuan shook his head, "To be honest, if King Ming is like Jiumozhi, Lu Xuan would have already drawn his sword."

Jinlun Fawang smiled slightly: "Benefactor Lu, why did you say that?"

"Jumozhi's hands are stained with a lot of innocent blood. When Lu Xuan sees such a person, he will naturally have a heavy heart to kill."

"Looking at King Ming's army again, the innate masters sitting in the army, how many people are not full of innocent blood, and how many people really have a chivalrous heart."

"If such a large army enters our Daming City, I am afraid that none of the people in the city will be able to survive. Even if they can survive, it will be the pain of hell!"

"Understood, let me ask you, if you have cultivated Buddhism to such a level, do you really want to create such a killing kalpa?"

"If so, in order to save the people of Liming behind me, Lu Xuan will use all his true energy and will definitely kill King Ming!"

"If it's not, please ask Ming Wang to leave these innate talents in the world and withdraw the troops on his own. The two countries can rebuild the trade in the border market, each can get what it needs, and each can take care of its people."

Hearing what Lu Xuan said, a trace of pain appeared on Jinlun Fawang's face.

It can be seen that after hundreds of years of practice, Jinlun Fawang has already passed the age when his temper would explode at the slightest touch.

"Amitabha, what Donor Lu said is polite!" Jinlun Dharma King opened his eyes, "However, everything that Donor Lu said is for the sake of this old man!"

Lu Xuan smiled: "That's right, when King Ming dies, the kingdoms of the grasslands will no longer be ruled by a supernatural being like King Ming, and the country will surely be destroyed!"

King Jinlun Fa asked, "Is Benefactor Lu absolutely sure of killing this old monk?"

"You can only know after you have tried it." Lu Xuan said, "So, please also ask King Ming to receive Lu Xuan's knife!"

The Xiuchun sword comes out, with an unparalleled sword intent, and splits the sky!

[The sea is overturned! 】

Chapter 95 Breaking into the Enemy Camp Alone

"Amitabha!"

As soon as Jinlun Fawang's voice fell, the true energy in his body swelled, and the majestic and huge Dharma image of King Ming unfolded behind him.

When the Buddha's light shines, it is as if the king of the Ming Dynasty is here in person, and the Buddha's light illuminates the immeasurable three thousand realms.

The mighty Sanskrit sound sang, resounding through the battlefield!

Surprised by this scene, the tidy Wala army half knelt down in unison.

Even the Ming army on the city wall, seeing such a scene, couldn't help being captivated by it, and couldn't help but want to kneel down!

The Dharma Xiang of King Ming, who was tens of feet high, stretched out his palm, and the roar of the dragon and elephant shook the heaven and the earth.

Meet the sword momentum of the sea!

Boom!

The terrifying vigor was centered on the two of them, extending straight to the east-west boundary.

In an instant, the earth was destroyed and the mountains sank, and everything died!

Whether it is the 15 Wala army or the [-] Ming army guarding the Great Wall, they are all unstable at this moment.

As far as I can see, there is only a vast chaos in the center of the battlefield!

Wait until the dust settles.

I saw that between the Oala army and the border of Daming, at some point there was a gully that was insurmountable for ordinary people.

The deepest part is more than thirty feet, and the widest part is more than 30 meters!

Lu Xuan is standing on this side of the ravine!

Jinlun Fawang was fighting on the other side of the ravine.

Jiumozhi was completely speechless at this moment!

I roughly understood the danger of the confrontation between King Jinlun Fawang and Grandmaster Fusi of Jinyiwei Beizhen that day!

It should be that the great master was concerned about the safety of the Ming army in the border, so he couldn't do it with all his strength!

Even so, the national teacher Jinlun Fawang suffered a lot of internal injuries.

At that time, Jiumozhi didn't understand.

Now, he completely understands!

Lu Xuan's knife really showed his strength.

If it was the Great Master of Jinyiwei that day, if the two sides made a full-scale attack, the pass here might not be able to exist.

On the tower, Gu Changfeng, Lian Xing and other experts were dumbfounded.

They were completely frightened by the battle in front of them.

to be exact.

This is already an inhuman battle!

But more is to see the future realm of martial arts, the hope of the future.

In the center of the battlefield, Lu Xuan looked at Jinlun Fawang across the ravine.

Look at the Xiuchun knife in his hand.

I am very sorry.

It's still a little bit worse!

Even if a senior planted a sword force in Jinlun Fawang's body, with his current strength, he still couldn't detonate it!

However, after Jinlun Fawang received his knife, he definitely didn't feel good.

"Amitabha, thank you Master Lu for your mercy!"

"It is King Ming's profound Dharma!"

"From now on, Wala retreats!"