Chapter 888: The intrigue is the Bodhisattva

"Hmm? Ksitigarbha, what do you mean?

Although I am indeed not your opponent, why do you trap me and not attack?

Are you just trying to lock up Marshal? Could it be that you are afraid of the Nantian Court behind me?"

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was just talking but there was no sign of taking action, Tianpeng couldn't help it for a while and asked a few questions.

When facing his question, Ksitigarbha smiled kindly without being arrogant and impetuous, and then raised his hand to draw a circle of light into the air.

Then, in the round mirror, the thunderous battle of Huaguo Mountain outside was revealed in Tianpeng's eyes.

Wenshu raised his hand casually and blocked it. With a palm touching Ye Chen, an indescribable force suddenly slapped the finger of Manshu to instantly fly blood.

Immediately, the raised right hand was beaten inward by Ye Chen and the bones were broken and twisted continuously, as if they had been folded into several pieces of cotton, and blood and bones were splattering everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Tianpeng was in the middle of hell, and he was stunned for a moment, staring at Ye Chen with his eyes fixed on him.

He kept muttering, "I Cao, I Cao, I Cao, is this really Taiyi Jinxian? I'm so embarrassed."

As if it was a little difficult and felt it, Tianpeng moved his footsteps lightly and ran directly to Ksitigarbha's side, pulled his sleeve and asked in a hurry.

“Hey, did you see it?

That's my elder brother? Is it really my elder brother who is just Taiyi Jinxian?

Is this the marshal right? My elder brother really beat the Manjushri Bodhisattva to the point of flying? Then, that's the Daluo Golden Immortal. Could it be that Daluo monk from the Lingshan Mountain in the West? "

As he said that, Tianpeng immediately looked at Ksitigarbha with enthusiasm, and then his hands were itchy, and he called out the Nine-Toothed Rake and swept across the Ksitigarbha's thigh.

Because of Ye Chen's powerful expression, Tianpeng's self-confidence was also extremely unattractive. He immediately wanted to try to fight Ksitigarbha King by himself, and whether he could defeat the Lord of Hell like his elder brother.

However, Tianpeng’s idea is very good, but reality is too cruel.

When the rake was raked down on the day, a look of displeasure appeared on Ksitigarbha's face, and then he raised his hand and moved slightly.

A huge and lightning-fast mouth suddenly hit Tianpeng's thick face with a bang.

Then, as the huge force soared, the canopy that was waving the rake, and the whole person was instantly lifted thousands of meters away by the mouth.

Before he had reincarnation, his big head was already swollen like a pork-packed pig's head, which was extremely terrible.

"Why, why?

Ksitigarbha, did your Manjushri let go of water?

Otherwise, how could you be the enemy of this Marshal?

It makes no sense, it makes no sense at all.

Oh, it hurts so much.”

Tian Peng, who was slapped in the face, lay on the ground and covered his face and started shouting before he could finish his words.

But the problem is that they were beaten so badly, but Tianpeng's face still showed a look of doubt and dissatisfaction.

All my mind is that my elder brother's cultivation is much weaker than mine, and he can fight one of the four great bodhisattvas. Why can't this marshal?

Just as Tianpeng was full of questions, Ksitigarbha King in the distance rubbed his painful palm slightly and replied to his question coldly.

"That Ye Chen, the eldest brother of Marshal, is not simple.

It is not as weak as it seems on the surface, and it is hidden in many hidden talents. Therefore, Manjushri did not miss it, so he was caught off guard by it.

And Marshal, you are... very ordinary, very ordinary Taiyi Jinxian."

Ksitigarbha's explanation instantly made Tianpeng rub his face in the distance, and he was stunned.

Is he very ordinary? He is the Grand Marshal of Tianhe.

But, compared to the elder brother who dares to challenge the four great Bodhisattvas of the West, his Tianpeng seems to be too ordinary.

"Woooo, no wonder, my elder brother is so brave, he dares to fight against Daluo Jinxian in Taiyi's posture. It turns out that I am the clown."

After crying a few times in his heart, Tianpeng turned around and looked at Ksitigarbha King who was still not planning to take action in the distance, and asked in a low voice with confusion.

"Oh, that, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, aren't you also a Bodhisattva from the Lingshan Mountain in the West? Why is it just so simple to trap me?

If you don’t take action, you don’t seem to be so willing to help the other Bodhisattvas?

Why is this? Can you tell me?"

Looking at the Ksitigarbha King who said nothing, Tianpeng suddenly felt that it was too quiet.

Outside the Huaguo Mountain, Guanyin and Samantabhadra were joining forces to fight Jin Chanzi, and Manjushri was also gaining power by his elder brother for a while and was defeated step by step.

Logically speaking, it is too strange that Ksitigarbha, the strongest Bodhisattva in secret, does not go out to help after trapping himself.

However, Tianpeng's doubts seemed to have no answer at all.

Ksitigarbha did not say another word, but just glanced at Tianpeng slightly, and then stared at the battlefield where Ye Chen and Manjushri fought.

Immediately, waves of light and flying glow slowly emerged from its gray pupils, as if they were touched by something.

At the same time, in the sky above Huaguo Mountain, Jin Chanzi, whose injuries were almost healed, had a virtual three-pointed and two-edged sword slashed on his chest, and he burst out all his Buddha energy with a desperate attempt, constantly bombarding Guanyin and Samantabhadra.

The Buddha's power was like not having money, and it was extremely unrestrained, condensing various powerful and powerful attacks one after another.

Guanyinjie, who was determined to preserve her strength, retreated step by step, and Samantabhadra beside her was even more miserable and impermanent.

His own strength was only enough to be beaten by Sun Wukong. Now, facing Jin Chanzi's life-long attack, he felt extremely difficult before he could hold on for a while.

But Jin Chanzi's offensive had no intention of stopping. Even though there was signs of insufficient supply of Buddha power in his body, Jin Chanzi's face was still full of fierce murderous intent, and his eyes were staring at the two people ahead, as if he wanted to kill Guanyin and Samantabhadra even if both jades were burned.

Seeing this, Samantabhadra, who was struggling to defend herself, was immediately hit in the chest by a demon-subduing pestle.

In an instant, Samantabhadra's chest suddenly became sunken, and the blood in his mouth was even more expensive, and it couldn't stop overflowing.

On the contrary, facing the continuous bombardment of Jin Chanzi, Guanyin on the side was at ease to defend.

Just now, the demon-subduing pestle was rushing towards her, but Guanyin just twisted her lower body flexibly and avoided the demon-subduing pestle's attack.

Then, there was a scene where Samantabhadra vomited blood continuously.

"Damn it, damn it, this stinky girl, obviously has the power to fight, but she always keeps dodging.

I was afraid that after the Buddha's power was exhausted, the big monster monkey would return and kill him with one blow.

Damn, since you, a stinky girl, are you a seriously injured Bodhisattva, so why are you still persevering here?"

As he thought about it, Samantabhadra, who was severely injured, suddenly became bolder.

Then, he took advantage of the remaining power of the vajra and flew directly to the ground, without any intention of fighting again.
Chapter completed!