Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"Jiansu!"

After several flashes of swords and shadows, flying swords exploded into fireworks and disappeared, and the sky returned to its original emptiness.

At this time, Yideng Chan had already adjusted his breath and recovered some physical strength. He also sent the letter to the Mahayana Lingyun Temple. Seeing that there was no movement after the flying sword dissipated, he brought someone back to see the situation.

Among the ruins, only Yi Qixing was meditating and regulating his breath, and Maha Sin had long since disappeared.

"Where's that Maha Sin?"

Jing Canglang looked around and asked Yi Qixing, who was meditating with his eyes closed, about the traces of Maha Ni.

"……Ran."

Yi Qixing opened his eyes and ended the state of exercise and breath control.

"..."

Hearing this, Jing Canglang pondered for a moment.

"Escaped from Jiansu's hands?"

Looking at the overwhelming sword formation, it basically sealed off the battle circle around the two of them. If the other party wanted to escape, they would have to rely on Yi Qixing's offensive to still have enough energy to break through this barrier of ten thousand swords.

It seems that this Maha Sin is really strong.

"Red Furnace Light Snow...didn't hit him."

Yi Qixing looked down at his hands, and anyone could see the confusion between his brows.

"There's something very strange about this person."

In fact, if Yi Qixing said it himself, it was more like Maha Sin evading his Red Furnace Snow Dumping move than it was that the Red Furnace Dumping Snow had no effect on this person at all. This is really weird. .

"If I were to evaluate this person, rather than being an innate master, this person's cultivation level is probably closer to the realm of a god."

"Near God?!" x2

The phrase "near the realm of gods" successfully shocked both Jing Canglang and Yideng Chan. This was the first time they had lost their composure, not even when they were fighting Lingyu.

As for Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, even if they don't know the specific meaning of "near-god realm", just hearing the word "near-god" and the innate reactions of the other two are enough to prove a lot of things.

"A near-god person from Mahayana Lingyun Temple."

Yideng Chan thought that Maha Sin's identity was not simple, but he did not expect that it would involve the realm of a near god.

"It's troublesome..."

Shaoshi Mountain, Shaolin Temple.

"Zen Master Heye."

The novice sweeping the floor bowed respectfully to the strange monk who walked over. He was also a monk in the temple, but his clothes were completely different from those of the monks in Shaolin Temple.

It was obviously late autumn, but this person was holding a large green lotus leaf in his hand, showing a vibrant appearance. He is not wearing an ordinary monk's robe. There is a huge stand-up collar on the shoulders of the white robe. In fact, it is spliced ​​with beautiful jade. He has slanted eyebrows on his temples, eyes like stars, and a complete Buddha statue tattoo on the back of his smooth head.

"Good."

Zen Master Heye returned the greeting and carefully informed every monk on the outskirts of the Shaolin Temple.

"Buddha friends, if you don't have anything important to do, please go back first."

"This...thank you Zen Master for informing me!"

Since the last battle, Emperor Tathagata first took charge of the Shaolin Temple to make corrections, and then Zen Master He Ye stationed in the Shaolin Temple for a long time. Some words do not need to be said explicitly by the other party, and everyone in the Shaolin Temple can understand the meaning behind the words.

Zen Master Heye asked the ordinary monks to go back to the depths of the temple as much as possible, but he kept walking outside, fearing that a storm was coming.

After settling all the Shaolin Temple monks, Zen Master He Ye traveled outside the Shaolin Temple. After systematic repairs, there were no traces of the Ming Dynasty scrolls that had been opened outside.

"Everyone, show up."

Zen Master Heye put his hands together and closed his eyes, chanting Tathagata. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were bright and powerful, as if he was a different person.

"Zongheng Wujie is the master, but Wentian dares to be the enemy."

There were heavy footsteps, strange breaths, black fog gradually rose, black clouds pressed down on the area, and the natural enemies in brown shirts gradually surrounded the Shaolin Temple with evil spirits.

"Oh, click on reincarnation."

Seeing Zen Master Heye, Wen Enemy sneered.

"Is today's Buddhism so depleted of manpower?"

"In the Age of Dharma Ending, isn't everyone like this?"

Faced with the ridicule of his natural enemy, Zen Master He Ye was not angry, but just replied lightly.

"Xumi Prajna exists and has no emptiness, the yin and yang Tao transforms into the true and empty unity; wash away the original kindness of the past and return it to the nine levels below my face."

Before Zen Master He Ye finished speaking, a majestic and upright poem chant came from the direction of Shaolin Temple, and five solemn figures came with the golden light.

When the five people stood still, the one holding the sword broke the box and prayed for Zen, the one holding the sword was Yuan Pin Wuming, the one holding the pestle was Yuan Chu Yi Nian, the one holding the ring was Ganges Sha Jie, and the one holding the spear was Zong Hui, the Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms. The five great kings of Ming Dynasty among the leaders of Lu Yuan Yicheng.

Along with them, the rest of the monks from Luyuan came, and they surrounded the temple gate, forming an indestructible protective wall.

"It's time to put an end to the evil spirits."

Broken Box Qiuzhan's face was serious, and the strange sword in his hand had no edge or sheath, and the blade was dark and heavy. However, when he started to use his skills to penetrate the Buddhist inner strength for the weapon, the sword body immediately showed dots of green light and jasper, exuding holiness. The glow.

"End it? That depends on your ability. Kill!"

With an order, the heaven and earth were shaken, and a war broke out. The evil spirits behind him rushed past the person who issued the order, and rushed straight towards the Buddhas in front.

"Drink-"

Zen Master He Ye holds a long sword and fights against evil spirits with other Buddhas. Wherever the sword passes, no enemy can guarantee that they are intact.

In the melee, the only one left, Po Xia Qiu Chan, did not take action to kill the oncoming evil spirits. He took a few steps forward and separated from everyone.

What Breaking the Box and Asking Zen has to deal with is asking about natural enemies.

"ah--"

Understand the opponent's intention, ask the natural enemy to take a preemptive strike, stand two fingers together, the strange green energy in the hand gathers, forming a huge energy body, and shoots towards the broken box to pray for Zen.

"drink!"

He saw Po Xie Qiuzhen take another step, and thrust out the sword in the direction of the attack.

"boom--"

A scripture in the form of a tool flowed out from the sword of Po Xia Qiu Zen, and collided with the attack from Wen Tian Enemy in the air.

For a moment, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the green energy was shattered by the Buddha. Among the flying sand and rocks, he broke the box and prayed for meditation to adjust the sword's edge. He crossed the chaotic scene and pointed directly at the natural enemy.

"Ah."

Seeing the opponent approaching fiercely, he asked whether his natural enemy was arrogant or impetuous, and stood with his arms folded. Faced with the sword moves of the Broken Box Qiuzhen, Wen Tiandi just turned sideways and easily dodged the sword of Broken Box Qiuzhen.

"King Ming is worth killing."

Seeing the residual power of the Buddhist power caused by the sword strike, Wen Tian Enemy then praised him.

The golden light circulates, facing the former world-destroying demon, breaking the box and seeking meditation to exert his power, raising his hands and feet, and the secrets of Buddhism appear one after another.

"The Six Swords of the Ming Dynasty!"

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, he dropped his weapon and turned his hands in front of his chest. The long sword that came out of his hand rotated with the runes and hit the natural enemy directly.

At the same time, Broken Box Qiuzhen also used himself as the second attack after this attack.

"Humph."

Asking for the natural enemy, he stepped forward and raised his palm, with his five fingers forming claws, and directly blocked the Six Swords of the Ming Dynasty with one palm.