bite!

A crisp sound.

Master Yijian Cailin only felt that the sword in his hand was not stabbing a person's forehead, but a piece of elixir.

At this moment, the sword showed a collision between a spear and a shield in everyone's eyes.

The sword energy collapsed.

The sword body even showed a curved posture under the confrontation of the two forces.

"This is!!!"

The slender sword eyebrows raised, and the narrow eyes narrowed into a slit at this moment, and the extremely ugly face was filled with surprise.

With his sword master's swordsmanship, he was blocked by someone's forehead.

No!

To be precise, it was blocked by the three-inch qi force wrapped around the body. However, this qi force is extremely tough and tight. When it collides with the long sword, it actually produces a sound of iron-like collision. Under the influence of the sword intent, Bai Shaotang, who was bound by the four people, showed a brilliant golden color.

It seemed like a golden sun appeared under this dim rain curtain.

"The Buddha's Vajra Indestructible Body!"

Turn around.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the four people. Fu Cailin didn't say anything, but his eyes clearly expressed his surprise.

But the remaining three great saint monks and the four masters of Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui, were not surprised at all when they saw this.

Especially after the Cihang Sword Book was learned by the other party at a glance, it would not be surprising that such a scene appeared.

“…”

"Master Yijian, Fu Cailin."

Bai Shaotang, who pressed his forehead against the opponent's long sword and used his Buddhist Vajra Indestructible body to resist the opponent's sword energy, looked at the man in front of him who looked extremely ugly and dressed in an ancient manner, and said, "If you don't guard your country's border in Goguryeo, why did you come to the Central Plains to take this muddy water?"

"Fu Cailin, do you know that your business will completely lose your last chance."

"Even the ending of trapping the lonely city will not be possible."

"It's a big mistake to find a perfect solution."

The heart-killing words were expressed from the mouth. Bai Shaotang was at this time and expressed his future goals directly in front of the person with the highest status of Goguryeo.

That is to attack Goguryeo.

"The world is impermanent, and there is no perfection in the end."

"Of course I know."

"The perfection you pursue is the greatest imperfection."

"The geographical location of Goguryeo destined to make her future roads rugged and difficult."

"As long as there is a slight possibility, I will fight."

"What's more, when Buddhism invited me, I gave me a beautiful expectation." Fu Cailin's face was neither sad nor happy. At this moment, a divine light appeared on his ugly face. Under the dense rain curtain, it still gave people a radiant feeling: "Even though I know the danger, I will naturally come for a while."

The spirit and spirit condensed and ascended, and Fu Cailin showed an indomitable momentum on his body.

What have you done in Buddhism?

What was promised?

The words of Master Yijian Cailin surprised Bai Shaotang. He turned his head and glanced at the Lord of Cihang Jingzhai Fan Qinghui. She lowered her head slightly, making people unable to see her face. Such an obvious small action obviously told Bai Shaotang that Buddhism promised something that should not have promised in the previous actions.

Yu Guang swept over the three great monks. Bai Shaotang couldn't see any guilt on their faces. Instead, Fan Qinghui gave him a feeling of shame and embarrassment.

Obviously.

Chairman Fan, who has experienced the world of memory, is no longer Master Fan Zhai.

Think about it, too.

In religion, the importance of the dispute over ideas is already above national hatred and family hatred for them.

Nothing to do will surprise you.

"Hahaha!"

Bai Shaotang smiled.

What Master Yijian Cailin wants to do is self-evident.

He wanted to be a hero in Goguryeo.

It’s a pity that the land is small and the country is weak. What can I do if I rely solely on one person and just a few masters and apprentices?

In Goguryeo, I am afraid that the people who are truly in power will hate the existence of such a person on their heads in the depths of their hearts. They wish Fu Cailin would die in the Central Plains like this.

That hero, my enemy.

How difficult should it be to live like this? How tiring should it be?

In response to this, Bai Shaotang just suddenly sighed: "Master Yijian, do you know?"

"Your swordsmanship, what kind of existence is you like in my eyes?"

Without waiting for the other party to ask, Bai Shaotang just paused for a moment and directly expressed his opinion: "You who pursue perfect swordsmanship is just a moth flapping its wings and yearning for butterflies."

"And I am the burning flame."

"The moth to the flame is talking about you!"

After the words fell, Bai Shaotang heard a loud shout, and the Buddhist thunderous lion roar came out of his mouth, and violent sound waves swept across the world.

Rumble!

The ground cracked and the rain curtain broke.

A white mist roared out.

Scan the holes directly in the middle.

Four figures flew out of the water vapor, and then each used their strongest martial arts to attack their common enemies.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Sword energy.

Qi and strong.

All kinds of body movements.

The three great monks used their unique Buddhist skills one by one. The moves were all the vajra's eyes, and the styles were all used to subdue demons.

In the hands of the three great saints, the Buddhist martial arts showed the most ruthless form, without the slightest compassion.

Bai Shaotang, who was besieged, fundamentally gave up defense, and his moves were also unique skills in Buddhism.

He welcomed the three of them in the most violent form of Buddhist teachings he had learned in the Jingnian Zen Temple.

Fist to fist.

Feet to feet.

Even the brain to the brain.

Iron head skills are just as good as reckless.

Few people in the world know how bloody and violent the death struggle of the top masters in Buddhism is.

The angrily Vajra and the demon-subduing Arhat have always been not merciful people.

Their attack was that the flat-headed brother was fighting against the rebellious.

Such a crazy tactic directly opened the eyes of the fearful bystanders around.

Not to mention those with low vision, even those with high martial arts are stunned and frightened when they see this scene.

Different from the three great saints monks who had a close-knit fight with Bai Shaotang from the flesh, Fan Qinghui wandered around, and the sword moves in the sword scripture in his hand were triggered in response to the momentum. The sword energy pointed directly at the key points around Bai Shaotang's body - eyes, under the yin, etc., thus involving Bai Shaotang's energy.

Only Master Yi Jian picked Lin's long sword and returned to the sheath, and stood there motionless with the sword in his hand.

His eyes stared at the scene in front of him, observing the flaws.

All five people know that if you don’t destroy the Buddhist Vajra body, then there is no possibility of killing the other party.

If you can destroy the golden light and not destroy the body, you can only rely on the long sword in his hand.

People, don't move.

The sword trembles in the sheath.

The hidden sword intent made the long sword begin to sound the sound of sword sound.

Not far away.

The people affected by the range of the fight have withdrawn by dozens of feet.

Even if some of the people who were cleared by Bai Shaotang with the formless magical power before, the ground was covered with blood, and the air was filled with blood, comparable to the realm of Shura Purgatory.
To be continued...