From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Chapter 447

Accompanied by the sound of falling pieces of iron, the figure that had been sealed in the iron box finally reappeared.

Wearing a brocade cassock, with a dignified treasure appearance, and hidden Buddha rhyme, isn't it just the abbot of the Da Ci'en Temple?

"Do you know this method?"

Shen Yi smiled and raised his hand, the aura of the Heavenly Demon turned into claws, hanging an inch above Xu Wen's head.

Do you think this seat will have a fair and square duel with you?This seat comes directly to hostage threats.

I don't believe that you, like that old bald donkey, dare to ignore false rumors and act forcefully.

"You..."

The monk Baijing was trembling with vanity and anger, his face turned red with anger, "Despicable!"

Devil cubs don't talk about martial arts, come to threaten, come to Yin, just dare not fight with me and others.

Not only him, but the rest of the monks also raised their brows in anger, even the Buddha was angry.

"Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, meanness is not meanness, threat means no threat."

Shen Yiyu said earnestly: "This is the most reasonable saying of your Jingzong, and I will pass it on to you. Monk, don't be fooled."

All the cannon fodder: "Holy Lord of the Heavenly Demon, with profound Dharma wisdom, wonderful proverbs, and a bald donkey."

A group of monks were furious when they heard this, and they wished to send all these demons and heretics who distorted the Buddhist principles to Avici Hell.

"Okay," Shen Yi raised his hand, motioning for quietness, and then said, "Now make a choice. Either you can honestly get out of the way and let me go to meet the scriptures for a while, or you can just step through the virtual world Corpse, come to subdue the demons and defend the way."

As if echoing his words, the devil's claws pressed down again, and the devil's energy rubbed against the sandalwood Buddha's energy of the brocade cassock, spewing out puffs of black smoke.

The Jinlan cassock was spontaneously protecting Xuwen, and constantly attenuated the damage from external forces, but the demon energy was constantly circulating, and the exhausted black smoke flowed back into the devil's claws to make up for itself, and at the same time, the devil's claws continued to press down.

Make way, or let Xu Wen die.

Although they had great confidence in the Jinlan cassock, the monks did not dare to gamble on the power of the Devil's Claw, betting that it would not be able to break through the defense.

Duan Jiangshen was keenly aware of the hesitation of the monks, and silently pulled out a Jiedao from behind.

That Jie Dao looks completely different from ordinary Jie Dao.Generally, Jie Dao is a single sword, even shorter and smaller than a single sword, because the existence of Jie Dao is not for hurting people, but for tailoring clothes.

And this Jie Dao is a thick-backed saber, the blade even flashed a cold light under the light, showing a sinister tiger shape, it is full of lethality at first glance.

Except for the Sanskrit engraved on the handle, it is really hard to see what this has to do with Jiedao.

"Xuye, what are you going to do?" Seeing Duan Jiangchen's behavior, Xucheng grabbed his arm and asked.

"Save the abbot, kill the enemy."

Duan Jiang said lightly: "If no one dares to take action, then the poor monk will do it. The poor monk will bear all the charges of infamy."

In terms of Buddhism, Duan Jiangshen's half-way monk is far inferior to monks such as Xu Cheng. In terms of compassion, although he has changed his mind, the kindness in his heart is still limited, and he will not have any great compassion to help the world.

But in terms of determination, these monks can't keep up with Duan Jiangchen even if they flatter them.

"You want to do it?" Shen Yi pressed his claws completely on Xuwen's Tianling, and said.

"Yes." Duan Jiang stepped forward.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill him?"

"Afraid, but not afraid."

Duan Jiangchen's body was golden, he moved forward, and swung his knife, "32 facial features, the poor monk only cultivates the golden complexion of the body, and all Buddhist methods, the poor monk only cultivates the method of diamond."

King Kong glared and surrendered to heretics.Duan Jiangchen, a half-way monk, did not study what he was not good at. Even if he entered Buddhism, he only studied the method of fighting and fighting, and practiced the supernatural powers of diamonds and demons.

The momentum rises, outlines the face of King Kong's angry eyes, and the sword is swung to chop, and the power of collapsing mountains and mountains becomes a sharp and fierce attacking knife.

No, it should be that even false news should be included in the scope of the attack.

The sword slashed straight at Shen Yi who was in the air, but if Shen Yi was cut off or avoided, he would fall to the devil's claws and Xu Wen standing below.

'The monks in the Daci'en Temple don't talk about threats to the Basic Law. '

Seeing this, Shen Yi also murmured in his heart.

First, there was a fat monk who made a bold move, regardless of the safety of false information, and now there is a fierce man who beheaded the abbot.

This Russian-style rescue method really makes the threat actor feel that he has failed.

"Okay, I will help you."

The devil's claws pressed down to press Sui Xuwen's head, and his right hand moved upwards, and the golden body of the demon was already running to meet the fierce and sharp knife.

Doing things up and down, the demonic energy is mighty, and when the fleshy palm touches the blade, countless sparks burst out immediately.

After absorbing a huge amount of vitality, the strength of the demon's golden body rose again, even the "tiger" Duan Jiangchen's sword could resist it.

But the claws that were pressed down failed to accomplish anything.

At this moment, the colorful cassock burst into colorful brilliance, and a Buddha shadow appeared vaguely, covering Xuwen's whole body, and the devil's claws were caught on Xuwen Tianling, rubbing out sparks, failing to enter the first half.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you have miscalculated."

A voice similar to that of the fat monk came from the figure of the Buddha, and soft strength spread from the inside out, resisting the demon's claws.

"The splendid cassock has also been trained into a clone by you..."

Shen Yi shouted.

Jingzong practiced the magic weapon into the avatar, so as to carry the five phases that he had differentiated.

Mind, desire, sex, mind, and body, these five phases are the five instincts that must be subdued in the practice of the Consciousness-Only School. Shen Yi, who has also received the inheritance of the Consciousness-Only School, naturally does not know it.

Like that fat monk, if Shen Yi's guess is correct, he is Jingzong's clone of desire.

It's just that others may never have imagined that Jingzong would be so bold that he turned the cassock of the patriarch passed down from generation to generation into clones.

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"This seat has already guessed."

Shen Yi suddenly let out a long laugh, clutching Xu Wen's head tightly with his claws, and said: "Old bald donkey, in the end, I'm the one who is better at it. Give me a note—"

"Heavenly Demon Bliss!"

Reversing yin and yang, reversing life and death, pouring demonic energy straight down, not to kill the enemy, but to devour the enemy, a jet-black color appeared above Xu Wen's head, and also appeared on the Buddha shadow.

"Even if you need to fight Dao Gang with one hand, this seat is not something you, an old bald donkey, can calculate."

With the magic energy empowered, a sense of evil and strangeness appeared naturally, and the abbot of the Daci'en Temple, with its majestic treasure, seemed to have become an evil Buddha at this moment, with indescribable weirdness.

Seeing this, all the cannon fodder shouted in unison: "Holy Lord of the Heavenly Demon, who is wise through the ages, strategizes and is invincible in the world."

"Shut up, you also come to this seat."

With a wave of Shen Yi's hand, the cannon fodder fell down together, and the mighty devilish energy wrapped their souls and gathered together, and the stronger breath than before went straight to Xuwen's head.

　Can't think of a chapter name.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)