Pretty Sister's Super Bodyguard

Chapter 1188

An old man appeared, but he didn't have the usual old man's sense of demeanor.On the contrary, the body is fat and healthy, like a tiger's body.

When Huben and his party saw him, they immediately kowtowed and bowed, "The grandchildren welcome the ancestor!"

The old man was Hu Benyang, the patriarch of the Hu family. He was in the Mahayana realm, and he was so imposing on the field that he made all the soldiers below kneel down and look up.

Qin Feng smiled at him, "Senior, since there is an expert coming with you, why not let him show up to meet you!"

Hu Benyang sneered, "I'm about to meet you!"

The space beside him trembled, and a gentle middle-aged man showed his figure.

Among the 72 sages of Confucianism, this man is Ziwu, one of the great sages.

All the soldiers below breathed a sigh of relief, and their backs became much stronger.

Bao Jie laughed loudly, "Little thief Qin Feng, my senior is here, today is your death day!"

Wolf Chou cursed even more, "It's a shame that we treated you as a brother back then. You are no different from a thief for stealing the beasts of the Tiger Clan. Today is the time for you to pay back the debt!"

The eagle falcon lost the tail feathers of the roc, and even yelled sullenly, "Little thief, I will never die with you!"

"..."

There were killing sounds everywhere on the field, and the soldiers were fighting like forests. Everyone was waiting to see how Qin Feng would be killed by Lao Zuge.

Qin Feng just smiled lightly, ignored them, and stretched out his hand towards Hu Benyang and Zi Wudao, "You two have come from a long way, I will entertain you at Nanling Mountain!"

"About!"

The two responded coldly, and went to the Nanling Mountains with Qin Feng.

If the fight started here, the soldiers below would definitely be implicated.

Li Qingxuan looked at the old man in the sky and scolded coquettishly, "The Confucian dog thief will bring disaster to the country and the people!"

Liu Ruyan followed, "Yes, smashed his saint's temple, let's see if they are still arrogant!"

Li Qingxuan frowned and said, "Why are these words so familiar?"

Liu Ruyan smiled and said, "On Earth, everyone does this. You need to emancipate your mind!"

Li Qingxuan nodded her head and said, "That's right, not only the Sage Confucius, but also all temples if you want to emancipate your mind. Feudal superstition, you can't do it!"

Liu Ruyan giggled, the two heartless guys didn't know how to worry about Qin Feng.

In the Nanling Mountains, the boundless peaks are one after another, full of vitality as far as the eye can see.

A group of monks soon arrived with Qin Feng and the other three, standing far away on the mountain peak waiting to watch the battle.

In the battle of masters, even just looking at it can gain a lot.

Qin Feng stood in the air with his hands behind his back, and smiled at Hu Benyang and Zilu, "Seniors, are you going up together, or are you going up together!"

Hu Benyang was furious, "Zhuzi, you are arrogant!"

The white bone sword in his hand slashed, and a white tiger appeared from behind, roaring towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled, and the appearance of a white tiger also floated up on his body.

With one palm, there was a big earthquake in the mountains, like a tiger roaring in the forest, and the white tiger pounced on the moving white tiger with a whimper.

With a muffled bang, the two white tigers collided together.

There was a thunderous explosion in midair, as if it was about to tear the entire space apart.

Hu Benyang's cultivation base of ten thousand years was suddenly shaken by this matter, and he took a few steps back.

When it comes to physical cultivation, he is far behind Qin Feng's realm.

Huben and his group frowned, their hearts fell to the extreme.

Ziwu made a move at this time, and shouted at Qin Feng, "Let me come down to learn!"

He took the path of Confucianism, mobilizing the power of faith of Confucian disciples to defeat the enemy.

The power of these beliefs, compared to the power of all sentient beings in Buddhism, although it is only concentrated on Confucian disciples, is also a terrifying force.

Ziwu waved his hand and tossed it, a golden pen revealed light, and swiped at Qin Feng twice.

One after another scriptures came out of thin air, shining with golden light, like sharp arrows cutting towards Qin Feng in an instant.

"Sage Pen!"

Hu Ben and his party were all shocked. With this magic weapon, Qin Feng is not afraid of causing big waves.

This sage brush is a magic weapon refined by sages, and it is a Confucian treasure.

Qin Feng squeezed the tactic with both hands and pointed it out, like a lion coming out of a mountain, roaring wildly, opening his mouth to swallow the Confucian scriptures.

He used the Buddha's fearless lion seal, just like Ziwu, and used the spiritual power of Buddhism to fight against Confucianism.

Bang, bang, bang.

One by one scripture fonts exploded in the air, emitting light like fireworks.

The huge prestige remained undiminished, and the golden giant lion rushed towards Ziwu, as if to tear him apart.

Zilu threw out a scripture in a hurry, and it emitted a dazzling light in the air, evoking scriptures to protect him.

The dharma form of the fearless lion crashed into the scripture with a bang.

With a flash of golden light from the scriptures, all the strength was immediately dispelled.

The monks from all directions clicked their tongues and exclaimed, "The scriptures are written by the saints!"

"Yes, the treasure of Confucianism, "The Analects of Confucius"!"

"This is an absolute magic weapon for defense!"

"..."

The situation on the field, Qin Feng fought twice, was already in an overwhelming position.

No one dared to say that he would be easily killed.

Now, it is not certain who will kill who.

The shock waves rolled up by the impact caused the surrounding mountain peaks to collapse and collapse, and the dust splashed everywhere, turning into ruins in a radius of more than ten miles.

Qin Feng smiled at the two of them, "Seniors, the world is mighty and powerful, and no one can stop it. I think you have seen through some of the secrets of heaven, and you understand better than me. If you follow the way of heaven now, there is still time. Otherwise In the future, if the entire family or the entire Confucianism is involved in the murder, it will be too late to regret!"

"Are you threatening us?"

Hu Benyang was furious.

Qin Feng said, "It's not a threat, it's just a fact."

"Little thief with dirty hands and feet, it's not your turn to teach us a lesson!"

Hu Benyang let out a loud roar, rolled the Bone Sword, and rushed to fight Qin Feng.

Qin Feng sighed, "Why bother!"

The four images of Dharma floated up from his body and turned into a small world to guard his body.

Xuanyuan Sword was sacrificed, and Pupu and Bone Sword wrestled together.

All of a sudden, the sword energy was flying horizontally and horizontally, and the ground that hit the ground was booming and splashing with the explosion.

Ziwu shot at the same time, and the sage pen in his hand continued to draw out scriptures one after another, hitting Qin Feng.

Qin Feng gave a long shout, "Break!"

A small world floated up on the Xuanyuan Sword, like a falling star, and slashed on the Bone Sword with a pop, cutting the Bone Sword in half.

The huge coercion cut down, like a small world pressing down.

Even though his physical body was like a tiger galloping to the sun, he was chopped into pieces by Xuanyuan Sword in an instant.

The Sixiang beast rushed out, opened its mouth and swallowed him in.

The monks around all turned pale with shock, and Huben even knelt on the ground and roared, "Old Ancestor..."

Ziwu's face changed, because he was protected by the Analects of Confucius.

He dodged, cut through the space and fled quickly.

The juniors of the five races on the field cursed in their hearts, only blaming him for not showing loyalty and not pulling the tiger to the sun at the critical moment.

Qin Feng looked at Hu Ben from afar and shook his head, then he flashed back to Lingnan Pass to digest Hu Benyang's primordial spirit.

If you don't eat free sacrifices, don't eat for nothing.

His current cultivation was no longer something people like Hu Benyang could challenge.

Hu Ben vomited blood angrily, and the people immediately summoned all the soldiers to gather and prepare to attack Lingnan Pass to avenge the ancestor.

He was angry and startled. Qin Feng, who was at the same level as them back then, is now unattainable.

(End of this chapter)