Immortal Dragon Lord

Chapter 245 Judgment [Second Update]

"hateful!"

"Genius, kill him!"

"This kind of evildoer, the world will not tolerate it!"

Among the crowd, there was also a roar like a stormy sea.

Originally, they were forced by Xie Ying's strength and Miao Ye's strength, so they never dared to speak out, but Miao Ye's various behaviors have already touched a warrior's martial arts, and even the bottom line of human ethics, which aroused strong resentment .

Even some disciples of Miao Ye sect were frightened and trembling when they saw this "Arhat tree" exuding the bloody aura of the human race, and their three views were shaken.

"Hehe, what's the use of your anger? In the world of martial arts, power is the truth! Under absolute power, evil can also be justice. Genius, you are certainly a genius, but you are not the opponent of the old monk. Let your master Get out, I will send you all on the road to the underworld together, and never be reborn!"

Master Miao Ye is not ashamed of his evil cultivation method, but proud of it, and said with a sneer.

Consuming an "Arhat Fruit", his strength increased dramatically, and his self-confidence also improved.

behind him!
The martial arts of the five hundred arhats that were originally shattered by Chu Yan condensed together again, constantly changing and distorting, and finally evolved into a demon monk riding a tiger.

With a blue face and fangs, disheveled hair, a skull prayer beads hanging around his neck, and a human skin cassock on his body, the evil power soared into the sky.

Live from the heart!

Miao Ye uses evil methods to practice "Arhat Divine Art", and what he condenses is naturally an evil martial art form. At the same time, he also reveals his evil heart and evil methods like the tip of an iceberg!

"Roar!"

The tiger-riding demon monk let out a roar, which was no longer a burst of Sanskrit sounds, but a sound of a heavenly demon, representing demons, darkness, and evil. His hands were like giant hooks, and he imprinted the golden "卍" character condensed by Chu Yan. Tear, crack Chu Yan's martial arts, and gain the upper hand!

"The combat power has reached [-] holy points, but it's useless!"

Chu Yan has no fear, a petal of "Buddha Heart Wrath Lotus" and a "Golden Bodhi Fruit", which are also super holy medicines comparable to "Arhat Fruit", swallow them directly, the power of "Arhat Magic", be enhanced.

In the imprint of the word "卍", the phantoms of lotus and bodhi appeared. Five hundred arhats clasped their hands together and chanted in unison. The Sanskrit sounds in it condensed into lotus flowers or bodhi fruits, which fell from the void , Wherever you go, remove all evil things and become a pure land.

"not good!"

Miao Ye's body was trembling slightly, he swallowed several "Arhat Fruits" again, trying to reverse the decline.

But Chu Yan's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he doesn't give him any chance to breathe.

Whistle-

The high-speed rotation of the "卍" imprint distorted time and space, and even rolled up a sea of ​​surging Yuanli clouds, easily melting the giant hooked hand of the tiger-riding demon monk.

Not only that!

The swastika imprint finally condensed into a little golden light, which directly pierced the tiger-riding demon monk's eyebrows, constantly driving away the demonic nature in his heart. Gradually, the tiger-riding demon monk's Dharma appearance is constantly changing, abandoning the skull Buddha beads, and fading away the human body. The leather cassock, in the end, turned into a plainly dressed monk, clasping his hands together, taking refuge in the swastika.

Martial arts, mutual generation and mutual restraint, the subtle changes in it also represent the outcome of the battle.

The conversion of the tiger-riding demon monk also represents the complete destruction of the martial arts method of "Arhat Divine Art" displayed by Miao Ye, and the power cannot compete with Chu Yan at all.

Boom!

"what!"

The next moment, Miao Ye let out a muffled groan, vomited blood from her mouth, and fell from the sky into the crowd.

The leader of a generation of evil shadow organizations!

Overlord of the Dalie Kingdom for more than 200 years!
An executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent humans!

In this way, he was defeated by Chu Yan and became a lost dog!
"Kill this demon monk!"

The angry crowd rushed forward, punching and kicking Miao Ye to vent the pain of being shrouded in the huge shadow of the "evil shadow" for these years.

"Everyone, calm down. Miao Ye has committed many crimes. Killing him is taking advantage of him. He should be handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and all his crimes will be judged!"

Chu Yan retracted his Yuanli wings and slowly fell from the sky.

"The genius is right!"

Everyone stopped their hands together as if they had heard the imperial decree from the emperor.

Chu Yan's current status and prestige have risen to an incomparable height. Even Emperor Dalie may not have such appeal as him.

"National Teacher, Lingzun, Master Miaokong, you are the veterans of the Dalie Kingdom. It is most appropriate to entrust this person to you to deal with."

Chu Yan grabbed Miao Ye with a silk thread of Yuanli, and threw it in front of Zhong Cangliu, Master of the Great Country, Yinyuetian Boma, Master of Protecting the Country, and Master Miaokong.

at this time!

The Great Master, Guardian Spirit, Miao Kong, Princess Xuetang, Qin Rui, Xie Linglan, Mo Chen and others are still immersed in Chu Yan's earth-shattering battle and have not fully recovered.

Chu Yan's words made them wake up like a dream.

"Don't worry, Miao Ye will be handed over to us for trial."

Yinyue Tianboma, Zhong Cangliu, and Miao Kong nodded while wiping the cold sweat from their heads.

The battle at this level just now was not something they could participate in at all. The only thing they could do was to worry about Chu Yan's life on the sidelines, so they broke out in cold sweat.

"Who of you dares to judge me?"

"Keep your eyes open, I am the guard of the royal family of the Indo-Arab Kingdom, and the one behind me represents the Indo-Arab royal family!"

"To judge me is to be an enemy of the Indian-Arab royal family!"

Suddenly, Miao Ye struggled to stand up, straightened her body, and kept roaring.

puff!
On his neck, there was a strange tattoo. At this moment, a ray of light suddenly radiated, and gradually evolved into a small Dharma image. It turned out to be the head of the emperor of the Kingdom of India and Afghanistan!
"I am now a citizen of the Kingdom of India and Afghanistan, and I am a royal bodyguard. I have a noble status. You Dalie Kingdom has to pay tribute to the Kingdom of India and Afghanistan every year. It is a small tribute country. If you keep judging me, you will not be afraid of me." The country behind it is asking the teacher for the crime?"

"I will show you a path, and that is to let me go!"

"After I return to the Kingdom of India and Algeria, I promise that I will never set foot in the Kingdom of Dalie again. From then on, I will not interfere with the river, how about it?"

Miao Ye turned out to be relying on the "Dharma image" of Emperor Yin'a on her body to threaten her in various ways.

"This dharma image...seems to be indeed a symbol of the royal family of the Indo-Arab Kingdom..."

The Great Master, Guardian Spirit Venerable, Miao Kong and others looked at the face of the Emperor Yin'a Kingdom behind Miao Ye with serious expressions and were in a dilemma.

In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.

On the barren rain continent, among countries, strong countries are also respected.

The Kingdom of India and Algeria is a second-rate martial arts power, while the Great Lie Kingdom is only a small third-rate country.

and!

In terms of affiliation, the Kingdom of Dalie is indeed a tribute country of the Kingdom of India and Afghanistan, and it pays tribute to products every year.

Miao Ye has now joined the nationality of the Indo Kingdom. The tattoo on her neck and the image of the Emperor of the Indo Kingdom are enough to prove Miao Ye's identity as a royal guard, which is also equivalent to a talisman.

If Miao Ye is to be tried now, it will involve the diplomacy of the two countries.

This thing can be big or small.

The evil and domineering of the Indo Kingdom has long been notorious. If there is a big trouble, and the royal family of the Indo Kingdom traces it down, it will be a catastrophe for the already precarious royal family.

"Is it?"

Everyone was jealous, but Chu Yan didn't care at all.

A simple smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand and slapped the Emperor Yin'a's "Faxiang" to pieces!

(End of this chapter)