Chapter 117 Master Wutai: For the sake of Buddhism, gentlemen, I’m sorry

But with just one six-character mantra, Lin Mosheng almost killed most of the Fulian Gang's ambushers.

This is something that a simple swordsman or a simple sorcerer cannot do.

Even if a simple swordsman has such a fast sword, he does not have the means to sense danger in advance, see the enemy's position, or quickly conceal his approach.

As for a simple warlock, even if he senses an ambush and wants to fight back, he still needs to be fully prepared.

But Lin Mosheng is different. The advantage of the Hexagonal Warrior is that anyone whose strength is lower than him will be completely crushed by him and killed like a chicken or a dog, with no ability to resist at all.

"demon!"

Commander Kim Jae-hyun was drawn into Lin Mosheng's sword realm at his first breath, and then turned into a headless corpse.

Although the members of the Fulian Gang without a command were ferocious, they had never seen such a scene before.

Washed away by the pouring rain, bright red blood and the smell of blood covered a hundred meters radius, and the bright golden king of Ming became brighter and brighter among the dark green trees.

Intelligence capabilities, speed, perception, control, and killing, he seems to have no weaknesses.

One is domineering, using force to defeat the law; the other is unparalleled, using force to defeat others.

The black dragon was forced to raise his body and gather powerful water power with both claws to grab the sword light.

But what Master Wutai never expected was that even if Lin Mosheng's spirit was trapped on the spiritual platform by himself, he would still have enough energy to deal with the siege of Miyamoto Yan and others.

Then.

If he were the Black Dragon, he would never let these three people break through so easily.

Master Wutai raised his white eyebrows, a look of surprise and ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and cast the spell without any nonsense.

As a samurai who is determined to die, the moment he sees the opponent's general stand, he jumps high into the air.

How can this be?

He looked at Lin Mosheng, and his eyes were not full of hatred, but joy, relief and hidden excitement.

Although he no longer has a physical body, he has Lin Mosheng's 27 points of spiritual attributes, and the dual blessings of [Buddha Subduing the Tiger] and [Pure Body Divine Curse], and his strength is far from what he could originally compare to.

He has understood that it is impossible to transform Lin Mosheng by himself alone. The best way is to plant "good causes" on Lin Mosheng's spiritual platform, and wait until the powerful enlightenment of Buddhism in the future to produce "good causes".

fruit'.

He has followed Lin Mosheng for the longest time and has always been attached to Lin Mosheng. Now he has mastered two boxing techniques.

After collecting the ghosts, Hei Biao walked up to Lin Mosheng with satisfaction, bowed his huge head against Lin Mosheng, and then growled in the direction of Master Wutai.

It is estimated that within three or two days, the human body will be completely transformed into a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

If you can use your own Buddhist teachings to transform, then Rangguo Temple and even Neon Buddhism will usher in prosperity.

He rubbed his chin and thought, this time when he went back, he should get two more secret books of Tianji magic from Lai Liobu. Anyway, his prerequisites [Yu Bu] and [Yi Yan] were both met.

The more powerful Lin Mosheng appears, the less likely they are to let each other leave alive today!

Just like in front of you, the opponent has pulled the entire environment into a narrow gap between Yin and Yang, and since there is no threat to you, [Shui Guan Jie Disaster] naturally cannot give advance warning.

How can it be?

Miyamoto nodded seriously.

The ghost of Kuda Kazuma left the body, and it seemed that he had not yet awakened from the decisive battle just now. He gritted his teeth and looked at Hei Biao, "You are despicable!"

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In the yellow court, Lin Mosheng waved the [Domineering] and [Unparalleled] meanings in his hands, turning them into sharp spiritual blades, cutting off a Buddhist dharma in front of him.

The next moment, streams of Buddhist teachings emerged from Master Wutai's spiritual body, constantly washing over Lin Mosheng's Huangting.

With two completely different attributes, coquettish and sacred, the huge yin and yang narrow room was opened directly, and the blood wrapped Lin Mosheng and them together in it.

Hei Biao looked at the three swordsmen besieging Heilong from a distance.

So although he is the most unruly, in a sense, he is also the most subjective.

There was a tragic wail amidst the sound of wind and rain, and the wail was mixed with the sound of human bones being bitten into pieces.

One of the four images, Xuanwu.

On the one hand, he wanted to use the power of water to eliminate the sword energy.

but.

Human beings, now three against three, very fair!

The sword light changed its direction midway, and two sharp blades circled behind it, forming a four-way force, making it impossible for Hei Biao and Hei Long in front of them to take care of both.

Instead, the back door was opened by the Buddhist skills in his body, and he automatically accepted the power of enlightenment.

The people who were still alive hurriedly sprayed gunfire at the terrifying Mingwang statue, but rather than resisting, they were simply venting the fear in their hearts.

The four sharp sword energies were like flying snow.

Kazuma Kuda's [Suigetsu] slashed at the ghost of Miyamoto Ichiryu. Finally, he stopped the sword, and the sharp sword light swayed away the soul of Miyamoto Ichiryu.

These wonderful signs turned into an army in the hands of Master Wutai, constantly attacking Lin Mosheng's Huangting, hoping to imprint Buddhist thoughts here.

A playful smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

If Lin Mosheng wants to protect himself, he must accept his own Buddhist practice. He will surely be able to wake up and understand the truth that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and that turning back is the end.

After breaking free from the shackles of the six-character mantra, he saw that Lin Mosheng was still trapped in the same place.

Two invisible sound waves intertwined, forming thousands of troops in the blood mist. The two parties that were originally facing each other stopped for a second or two.

Boxing?

Precisely because this was an enlightenment, my [Purification Charm], a skill that was supposed to automatically resist spiritual attacks, did not show its original power.

The three men's siege has already added a lot of wounds to Heilong's body. The chance of victory is right in front of him, but if Hei Biao frees his hands to turn back...

"You two, please subdue the demon!"

The sickle storm rolled up by Miyamoto Yan directly blew away the water mist condensed by the black dragon, revealing Lin Mosheng's body. His old face was distorted, and the look of ecstasy turned into a ferocious evil ghost with murderous intent.

In ordinary Yin and Yang narrow rooms, even if there is Yin evil ghost mist, ordinary people can survive for a long time, but here, just the surrounding blood mist will continue to erode the bodies of ordinary people.

The other two swordsmen understood Hei Biao's taunt, and shouted to Miyamoto Yan and Momoi Gou in a low voice, "We have entangled these two shikigami, and you must not let him survive!"

Lin Mosheng looked at the white-browed monk who was the only one he was afraid of. He didn't have the red light of sin on his body. He was really a loser!

In the mandala barrier, Miyamoto Yan watched this scene with cold heart. When King Ming descended from the sky, he knew the result.

Lin Mosheng naturally also saw the Wutai mages without the protection of the barrier.

On the other hand, he wanted to cover Lin Mosheng's figure and prevent him from being attacked.

"Everyone, please!"

"Moo!"

I roared disdainfully in my heart.

Two majestic and sacred beast roars sounded, and the black dragon surrounded Lin Mosheng. The power of Feng Shui turned into a round shield in the roar, easily erasing the sharp sword energy.

He just wanted to use [Shui Guan Jiejie] and [Yi Yan] to calculate the skills of the person in front of him.

But right now, Lin Mosheng's performance is too terrifying.

Miyamoto Yan felt that this was the most enjoyable sword he had ever wielded, and it was also the strongest sword.

Before going down the mountain, I had learned both talismans and divine incantations, and I was only slightly proficient in the magic of heavenly secrets, and was not as good as a magical stick like Lai Libu.

So from the very beginning, Master Wutai made up his mind to infuse Lin Mosheng with all his Buddhist teachings, and at the same time used Miyamoto Yan and others to intimidate him from the outside.

The moment Master Wutai took action, Lin Mosheng shouted out a six-character mantra again.

Although there is no high or low among the four elephants, each has its own strengths, but if we have to judge the level, Xuanwu must be the best among the four elephants in defense.

By that time, Lin Mosheng's cultivation level will increase greatly, and even if he faces the siege from Miyamoto Yan and others, he will be able to easily resolve it.

Ordinary people don't even have the chance to ambush or stop him in front of him.

Even a swordsman can only drink his hatred on the spot.

Hei Biao gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He appeared and pounced forward, directly biting the remains of Kazuma Kuda and pulling out a ghost from his body.

"That's it, that's it. It's true that we, the Buddha, are merciful!"

His body instantly broke away from gravity, without the bright golden target body of King Ming. Under the wind and rain, not a single bullet could hit him.

As the sword's power showed a flaw, the fierce wind suddenly solidified beside Kuda Kazuma, turning into a thick and colorful black tiger arm.

He waved the two swords in his hands wildly, but the sword energy hitting the black-yellow barrier could only cause ripples. The little turtle was still swimming leisurely beside Lin Mosheng, not even looking at it.

This cut is a sure kill!

While Master Wutai used the law to restrain Lin Mosheng's actions.

Hei Biao, who was riding high in the wind, looked at the swordsman Go Momoi.

He roared in a Zen tone, "Amitabha, donor, you have violated the precept of killing!"
To be continued...