I have an altar of luck

It seemed that Chen Yuan had the strength to kill him.

It's even more frightening.

Just like the sun is at the top of the sky, when one's cultivation base is strong, he dare not make rash assertions about who is strong and who is weak.

"This old monk is really confused. Everyone knows Brother Chen's character. If you offend Brother Chen today, it will bring disaster to Guangming Temple in a few days. It's really stupid."

Shangguan Yu snorted coldly, feeling that Yao was confused.

"Just wait. With Marquis Wu'an's character, he will not avoid fighting instead of fighting." Shangguan Tiehong clasped his hands behind his back and looked solemnly. He just took this opportunity to take a good look at Chen Yuan's strength.

Shangguan Yu can see that the world is not stable, so he can see it naturally, but he still has some hesitation about whether to bet completely on Chen Yuan. If he loses, I'm afraid the hundreds of years of foundation will be lost in his hands.

What face do you have to meet your ancestors?

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong aura instantly suppressed within a radius of several thousand meters, causing everyone to look up subconsciously. Then, they saw a young man in a black robe walking out of the void step by step.

His imposing manner is extraordinary, his eyes are like torches, and he carries a majestic aura without anger and self-prestige, which makes people feel afraid involuntarily.

The person who came was none other than Chen Yuan!

"The Marquis of Wu'an is here!"

"I'm coming!"

"Good guy, this power really deserves to be the Marquis of Wu'an."

"It seems that there is a good show today."

"Don't get too close, even if it's just the aftermath of this kind of powerhouse fighting for the front, we can't bear it." Someone saw that something was wrong and immediately backed away.

Outside the city, Monk Yaoxin, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, slowly raised his head, sensing a sharp aura, staring at a black-clothed figure directly in front of him.

coming!

Chen Yuan stepped out step by step, and finally stopped within a hundred feet away, hundreds of meters away, and at the same time was looking at the old monk with long eyebrows who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.

Strange, very strange!

Chen Yuan thought he had never seen its appearance, posture, and breath, but for some reason, he could feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity at a glance.

As if they have dealt with each other before.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this person has luck!

As soon as he reached the range of the Sky Eye Pupil Technique, he opened his Sky Eye, and then found the old monk surrounded by a rich blue luck.

With this thing, nothing else matters.

Anyway, this person has to die here today.

For him, it is definitely a good thing to take the initiative to send luck to his door. Before, he was thinking about how to kill Song Lun to take the luck, but now he sent one by coincidence.

good luck...

"Benefactor Chen, long time no see."

Monk Yaoxin greeted first, put his hands on his chest, and nodded.

"Have you... seen it?"

Chen Yuan looked carefully at the old monk in front of him, frowning slightly.

"Chen benefactor has never seen this crippled body, but benefactor Chen has seen the poor monk's distracted body."

"Who?"

"Jinshan Temple, Fahai!"

"Fahai!"

Chen Yuan focused his eyes, and finally thought of why he felt familiar with this old monk.

It turned out that Fahai turned out to be his distracted body.

As the biggest opponent he encountered when he entered the Nanling Mansion, Chen Yuan always remembered Fa Hai's aloof posture at the beginning, and when he finally killed him, he curled up like a dead dog.

That guy is really not that simple.

At the beginning, Chen Yuan discovered that Fa Hai was different. The luck on his body was not blue, but golden. He almost thought it was not luck, but he found out later that the golden light was a cover, but it was actually blue luck in essence.

It's just divided into two parts, usually on Fa Hai's body, and half on this old monk's body.

"So, you're here for revenge?"

The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up, and he didn't feel afraid or terrified because the other party's cultivation base was stronger than him. He also killed more than one person.

Not bad for this one.

In his eyes, this person's cultivation base is extremely strong, but he is a little vain and unstable. It doesn't seem like he came from gradual hard work, but instead looks like he's holding on to the light.

Such a person deserves to kill him?

"The enmity of blocking the way must be avenged. The poor monk was cut off because of Chen benefactor's way, and now he is about to reincarnate in reincarnation, so here comes the karma.

There is no need to distinguish between life and death, the poor monk just wants to ask Mr. Chen for advice. "

Yaoxin said solemnly.

Chen Yuan laughed, looked at Yao Xin and said in a deep voice:

"In the past, I had no intention of arguing with you, but the hatred of obstructing the way is irrelevant, how can we just ask for advice and let it go? Since you are here today, then you and I will never stop. We will decide whether we are superior or not, and we will decide life and death! "

Yao Xin frowned, he didn't expect this person's killing intent to be so serious, he would divide life and death at every turn, he hesitated for a moment:

"The benefactor is an official ordered by the imperial court. If the poor monk kills him, Guangming Temple will suffer, unless...the benefactor speaks out and does not implicate others."

"You old monk has a lot of thoughts, but why should I agree to you? Today, you can either kill me or I will kill you, but no matter what the result is, Guangming Temple will be destroyed. This... is what I give you." s answer."

Chen Yuan was not interested in arguing with him about anything. His purpose was not only to compete for luck, but also to use the hands of Guangming Temple to establish his prestige in the south.

"The benefactor has a demon in his heart, and he is too murderous." Hearing this, Yao Xin got up slowly, holding a string of Buddhist beads, her gaze was slightly cold.

"What is a Buddha? What is a demon? Do you need to determine this? Yaoxin, I was able to kill your distraction back then, and I can kill you now.

You took the initiative to come to your door to seek death, so you can't blame others! "

Chen Yuan took a step forward, his momentum soaring to the sky.

Yao Xin frowned, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes:

"Chen Benefactor, there are not only compassionate Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, but also wrathful Vajras. If you anger the poor monk, it will only harm you and not benefit you."

"Hehe, that's fine. You don't need to hide anything at this point. Buddhism is a group of things. I can see it more clearly than you. If you want to make a move, just come."

"People have seven emotions and six desires. The poor monk has practiced for hundreds of years, and I have already refined my distracting thoughts, but the poor monk is indeed angry at this moment. This is the purest and primitive anger in my heart.

Benefactor Chen's devilish nature is hard to tame, the poor monk... offended! "

Yaoxin had been silent for decades, and the only thing that got angry was that his hope was ruined by Chen Yuan. He wanted to suppress it before, but Chen Yuan kept saying that he wanted the entire Guangming Temple to be buried with him.

It's no wonder he is there, this person must be saved in order to resolve this grievance.

"A lot of nonsense."

Chen Yuan snorted coldly, unwilling to talk nonsense with this dying man anymore, the Emperor Butcher's Saber was unsheathed, and the next moment, the dragon's chant exploded, and the Baizhang Saber slashed out.

As soon as you start, it's all in!

"Amitabha!"

Monk Yaoxin clasped his hands together, and behind him was an avatar of Arhat, stretching out a hand to suppress the sword light that Chen Yuan cut out, grand and powerful.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The confrontation is imminent.

Yao Xin wanted to settle the cause and effect, and Chen Yuan wanted to win luck. The two sides didn't try, and they fought with all their strength almost as soon as they made a move, trying to put the other party to death.

With a collision, the aftermath was dispersed, the rumbling sound was like a lightning strike, the ground seemed to be shaking, and in the void, the sky was full of black clouds and Buddha's light.

If you don't know it, you may think it's a Buddhist eminent monk who is subduing demons.

But who can tell the difference between good and evil?

Yaoxin was not wrong, he wanted to prevent his state of mind from leaving any gaps, so as to avoid hidden dangers after reincarnation, so he had to come this time to settle the karma.

Chen Yuan was not wrong either. Fahai and Jinshan Temple were the first to put pressure on him. Was it wrong for him to kill someone?Now it was Yaoxin who hit the door first to settle the karma, was it wrong to kill him?

No one is wrong, they are only talking about the Tao in their hearts.

Chen Yuan's Dao bravely moves forward and cuts through all obstacles. No matter who is standing on the opposite side of him, he will swing the knife in his hand and punch in his hand.

Now, too.

The two people were like two shooting stars, bombarding together recklessly, bursting into a roar.

The blade pierces through the air and cuts everything.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, saving all living beings.

The golden Buddha light illuminated the world, and Yaoxin sacrificed the avatar of Arhat to suppress Chen Yuan, but it was still a little bit worse. He did recover to his heyday, but it was all with the help of incense.

It wasn't as good as Chen Yuan's "hard training" cultivation base, his face changed slightly in the first day of junior high school, and he knew where Chen Yuan's confidence came from.

The saber intent was hundreds of feet away, and he felt his skin prickling, and he couldn't help but want to retreat.

At this moment, he knew that he could not suppress this son.

And this time, Chen Yuan didn't hold back like the last time he fought with the Demon Sword Guan Hai, and polished his cultivation. Now, under the eyes of everyone, he wants to let everyone know his strength and strength!

The light of the sword and the strength of the physical body are fully integrated and vividly displayed.

The void was vibrating under his means, bombarding Yaoxin non-stop, and in just a few tens of breaths, he was at a disadvantage.

"So strong!"

The Jianghu warriors watching the battle in Shuzhou City were all shocked.

The Primordial Spirit can forcefully challenge the Lianshen, and even put him at a disadvantage. This is not something that can be easily done. They only have shock and admiration in their hearts.

"The Marquis of Wu'an is invincible!"

"It really shouldn't be underestimated..." Shangguan Tiehong looked at the fight that was getting farther and farther away in the void, his expression became more and more serious, he realized after substituting himself into Yaoxin.

If he fought Chen Yuan, it would be even more unbearable.

Chen Yuan's strength is too strong, the control of the vitality of the heaven and earth, the use of his own soul, the understanding of the true meaning of martial arts, and the tyranny of the physical body are all stronger than him!

What Chen Yuan is missing now is only the realm. If he reaches the realm of refining gods, Shangguan Tiehong feels that he will be invincible under the real king.

Shangguan Yu's eyes showed joy, and he admired Chen Yuan very much.

The gap between them is getting bigger and bigger. Back then in Guangling Mansion, he was still equal to Chen Yuan, at most weaker, but now, just over a year has passed.

He has just stabilized the level of the virtual core, and the opponent has the ability to suppress the strong god.

It's a world apart.

Shangguan Hong's eyes were filled with admiration and worry, admiring Chen Yuan's figure and strength, and worrying about his safety, after all, no matter what, his opponent was also a very strong Arhat.

Maybe there is something behind...

Shangguan Hong's worry was right. After fighting for a hundred breaths, Yao Xin, who was suppressed to the extreme, forcibly shook off Chen Yuan's offensive, supporting the sky with his palm, his face expressionless.

"Arhat lifts up the sky!"

Behind him, the arhat's face became bigger instantly, covering the world and looking down at Chen Yuan.

Point with one finger.

Buddhist arhat, hold the sky with one finger!

"town!"

In an instant, a suppressive force was enveloped within a radius of one thousand feet, and it rushed down with the force of heaven and earth.

Chen Yuan's expression was neither sad nor happy. When his divine sense moved, the sound of dragon chant resounded throughout the world. Countless warriors only felt their hearts throbbing, as if they had sensed something extraordinary.

In an instant, a black real dragon whizzed out, its body reached hundreds of feet, covered in clouds and mist, the dragon scales were clearly visible, and the suppressed world with a radius of thousands of feet began to loosen rapidly.

Countless vitality of heaven and earth entered towards the dragon's body.

Chen Yuan stepped on the real dragon and held the emperor's slaughter in his hand. With dazzing light, he soared into the sky, the power of his body merged into one body, and blasted together with the arhat's real body.

"boom!!!"

The roar of the explosion spread throughout the entire area, the void trembled, the vitality was violent, and the dazzling light made people dare not look directly at it. At this moment, it seemed that the world had stopped.