“Duh!”

A sharp shout came from Qi Nian. His abdomen was shaking and his throat was shaking, but his lips were still tightly closed, and he just shouted a sharp shout.

In front of him, a Buddha light gathered together instantly, like smoke, light yellow and soft. Then, the fire light on the wooden sword was extinguished, and the Tianxiaxi God on the wooden sword fingers faded away.

It was at this moment that the Buddha's light condensed into a large hand seal, like a mountain swelling, and a terrifying and invisible force tearing and surging in the air, making a series of "booming" buzzing sounds.

The black boots under Ye Qi's feet turned into countless pieces of cloth. As the yellow sand stormed, the ground exposed the stones buried under the yellow sand. The stones shattered and the gravel also rose.

The wooden sword retreated under the big handprint, and Ye Qi's arms were slowly bent.

...

Qi Nian's body took this opportunity to retreat several feet, swinging his arms, leaving a steady handprint in the virtual space, like the Buddha's changes, the extremely pure Buddhist aura emanated from it, like countless rivers converging towards the vast and turbulent sea of ​​anger.

When Buddhism is compassionate, there are times when it gets angry, and when it is angry, it will make people feel angry, and it will calm the unfairness in its heart.

Qi Nian's eyes no longer showed compassion and tranquility. His eyes were protruding, and his eyebrows and eyes turned into metal and iron at this moment. His face was as fierce as a Vajra. His palms once again closed and pushed out together. The Buddha light in front of him spread out dozens of feet, covering the blue sky.

With a "boom", it seemed that thousands of thunders were roaring, and dozens of feet of Buddha's light turned into a sea of ​​anger, sweeping straight towards Ye Qi.

Facing Qi Nian's angrily Vajra Handprint, even Liu Bai would be solemnly facing it. Ye Qi looked calm and stepped forward. The exposed rocks under his feet turned into shatters like sand at this moment. The power of Qi Nian's previous mantra suddenly turned into invisible.

His sword style changed as soon as he changed, and it was still a thorn, but it was not like a trickle, but a big river that could move mountains and seas.

...

The sky became extremely dazzling under the Buddha's light like an angry sea. The seven thoughts after the Buddha's light turned into Buddha, and the sky pit was very far away from here. But against the backdrop of the Buddha's light, the serfs still saw him. They thought that a true Buddha had come to the world, so they stopped their work, knelt on the loess and recited the scriptures praising the Buddha.

In the praises of the serfs, the Buddha's light became more and more powerful. Ye Qi's sword's figure looked like a small boat shaking in the sea of ​​rage.

The small boat in the panic was never overturned by the sea of ​​anger. When Ye Qi's sword pierced into the Buddha's light, the sky darkened in an instant, but the sky was still blue and the Buddha's light was still dazzling.

The wooden sword was slowly delivered, but it actually stabbed very quickly and deeply. The power and rules contained on the sword tip were like a flat land that was constantly disintegrating and filling the Buddha's light like a sea of ​​anger.

A few moments, Ye Qi stabbed into the depths of the angry sea with his sword. Then, the desert under the two men began to shake, and the yellow sand rolled like a sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff behind the two-story building, and flew between the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, Qi Nian's eyes bulging, closed their eyes and returned to their original appearance, but his expression was still the same as before, his face was full of anger, his eyebrows were raised like a sword, his lips moved slightly, and he silently recited the mantra, and a aperture was exposed outside his body, forming a vicious Dharma appearance.

It was at this moment that the Buddha's Angry Sea was still dying, but Ye Qi suddenly appeared in front of him and thrust his sword straight.

There is no light on the sword, but it has the sword intent that pierces the world. As the sword body pierces, the space is twisted and folded by the sword intent above the sword tip.

A "clang" sound came, as if the sixth brother from the back mountain was carrying a sledgehammer and smashed the red iron sheet with force. The Dharma image in front of Qi Nian's body trembled, and the dazzling Mars sprinkled on the ground like quicksand.

Qi Nian opened his eyes and his face turned pale. He looked at Ye Qi, wondering what he thought.

Previously, he wanted to control the Grizzly Vajra Great Hand Seal, and killed the second floor disciple who dared to humiliate and have just entered the Buddhist temple in one fell swoop. He thought that the academy would be domineering and would say more about this matter in the future. However, when the second floor disciple entered the Great Hand Seal, his six senses came from a strong sense of vigilance. He decisively abandoned the Great Hand Seal and ignored it and hurriedly condensed the Ming King's Dharma image as a defense.

Immediately, the disciples on the second floor came to him with a sword. He was able to escape from the scope of the Grizzly Vajra Great Hand Seal with no intention of the academy!

He had only entered the second floor for two years, and he had practiced this technique to such a profound level. If he had hesitated for a moment, he would have been afraid that he would have died under the other party's sword.

The academy does not have the intention, and the so-called "no instrument" is the appearance of the outside world, which means that there is no way to find its traces. It is like snow mud, which is suddenly in the east and west. It is impossible to know where the snow is trembling slightly. When the mind moves, it moves at will without intention. Who can find the whereabouts?

If it weren’t for Buddhist practice, the heaven and earth would fully accept their hearts, and Qi Nian practiced Buddhism in the temple since childhood, where could he find Ye Qijian’s whereabouts?

"If you don't move the Dharma body of the Ming King, you have to see how many swords you can bear." Ye Qi looked at the seven thoughts that silently recited the truth, holding the sword and stabbing again.

He stabbed the wooden sword out of thousands of swords in an instant. Because of its extremely fast speed, the shadow of the wooden sword in one style was connected and condensed in one place. If the sword had not moved, the immovable Pluto's Dharma body in front of Qi Nian was constantly decreasing and dimming.

Inside the Dharma body, Qi Nian's face became even pale. The kapok robe was shaken away by the force from the outside world. The cotton wool was revealed, but it did not fly around. It gradually covered the yellow sand under his feet. That place was like Qi Nian's face, pale as snow.

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The Dharma Body of the Unmoved King is the most powerful defensive technique in the world. Rumor has been hanged in the temple. The first lecturer practices this method to the highest depths. The Vajra is indestructible and will let you fall into thousands of disasters and will never suffer disasters.

The seven-minded state is not as good as the first to preach the sutra, but the Ming King's Dharma body has also been trained to a very deep level. Although he has reached the end of his strength in the Dharma body, his Dharma body has not been broken after all.

No one in the world can use the energy of heaven and earth for a long time except for the Demon Sect. As long as the Dharma body is not broken and the other party is exhausted, he will be the winner.

In the previous battle, he had never noticed any signs of the Demon Sect's martial arts under Ye Qi's sword. Regarding the reason why the Taoist sect claimed that the other party had arbitrarily entered the academy, he also thought it was just a rumor, so even though Ye Qi used ten thousand swords to exhaust his strength, he had not yet fought back.

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After countless swords, countless swords fell at the throat of the Unmoved King. Ye Qiding's sword and the sword shadows in the sky spread out from him, as if the cycle of spring and autumn was revealed in the world in a few breaths, and countless sword shadows were revealed like flowers.

Looking at the white marks appearing in front of the throat of the Dharma body, when the last sword shadow was about to dissipate, he raised his sword and stabbed it right. This time, the wooden sword was not isolated from the Dharma body of the Immortal King, but went straight into the sword at the throat of the Dharma body of the Ming King.

"南" is like the best glass cup falling onto the iron tool, the Ming King's Dharma body shattered and turned into countless crystal fine dots and sprinkled on the ground, igniting the cotton wool and igniting the fire.

Qi Nian looked at Ye Qi incredibly. He was obviously not a demon, so why could he make so many swords? Could this be the Haoran sword of the legendary madman in the back mountain of the Academy?

Looking at the invincible wooden sword, his throat surging, his lips no longer opened slightly, and the size of his mouth was as big as someone's words, revealing the root of his tongue that had been bitten.

Faced with such a sword, he wanted to survive and could only break the silent meditation he had been practicing for several years.
Chapter completed!