battle master

Chapter 953 Sweep!

"Wu Yangyu!"

Zen Xin narrowed his eyes, glowing with a faint golden awn, his voice spread across the room, and it actually brought a feeling like a yellow bell, resounding through the room, and in the ten directions, there was a vast sacred power can.

In the mighty space, it seems that dragons and tigers are intertwined, and it seems that there is a divine voice descending, which makes people's hearts and minds feel intimidated!
As a leader, a core member of the Pure Land Sect, and even a pillar of the Pure Land Sect in the future, Zen Mind has always been proud.

The way of the Buddha.

This is an extremely unique one among all the sects. The generation of the Buddha is powerful, even though there are many sects, there is a close connection between them.

Therefore, although the Zen people seem to be independent, they have a posture of crushing all sects. It is in such a special situation that when the Zen mind walks outside, the courtesy it receives is beyond ordinary people. want.

but.

In this mysterious realm of gods, Zen Xin encountered Wu Yangyu.

He was even seriously injured by Wu Yangyu's blow.

Such a thing, what a humiliation, especially being injured in front of so many people, this is unforgettable for Zen Xin!

Therefore, after he entered the triple ladder of Zangtian City and seized his own good fortune, he continued to search all the way, in order to find Wu Yangyu's trace, to avenge his original hatred and break the demon barrier in his heart!

"Brother Zen Xin, the Bodhi relic is in his hands!"

The disciple following behind Chan Xin groaned in a low voice.

Obviously.

The so-called Bodhi relic was the golden bead thrown to him by the black thief turtle.

"Wu Yangyu, you are so courageous, you even dare to snatch people from our Zen sect!"

really.

Zen Xin's voice rose sharply, and between shouts, a terrifying power began to descend.

"What if I say, I don't know that guy..."

Wu Yangyu groaned slowly, during this period of time, Wu Yangyu was very unhappy, after all, no one would be happy if he knew the prophecy that he would die.

However, even if he is not afraid of people like Zen Mind, he doesn't want to communicate with this group of Zen people who are called lunatics, so he still made an explanation.

"Hand over the bodhi relic, seal the power, and hand over the inheritance of the Great Thunder Sound Sect that you didn't dare to touch at the beginning, and then follow us to pursue the thief turtle. There is still more discussion on this matter!"

On Zen Xin's face, there was a hint of savagery, and in the eyes looking at Wu Yangyu, there was an unconcealable complacency and complacency.

In his opinion, Wu Yangyu's answer was to give in.

"So...that is to say, things can't get better!"

Wu Yangyu's eyes shot out two cold lights.

"Take him!"

really.

As his words fell, Zen heart was already furious, and the sound of roaring spread instantly.

"boom!"

at the same time.

Opposite him, a mighty power suddenly descended.

Wu Yangyu was already extremely upset, sealing his power?This is simply to bully him home.

Shenxi flowed, mighty power burst forth!
Above the earth, a wave of supreme majesty was instantly set off!

"Wu Yangyu...you still dare to resist, you really have an ulterior motive towards us Zen disciples, if that's the case, then I will replace you God Fighting Sect's masters, and educate you well!"

The voice of the Zen heart, with a sacred breath, flows like a substance.

His strength, compared to the beginning, seems to have undergone a reborn progress. His cultivation is surging, and the golden light is shining, covering the surrounding fields, like an immortal ascetic. On that body, a vision of a majestic Buddha is rapidly rising. , crushed towards Wu Yangyu.

Pom Pom Pom!
Such a force, thus the confrontation.

The power between each other suddenly sent out bursts of sound that resounded through the sky. This kind of confrontation is no less than a fierce collision of volcanoes. When the earth boils and cracks, countless energies rush out of the sky.

Behind that Zen mind.

All the disciples of the Pure Land Sect kept chanting the ancient voice, fist seals burst out, finger marks loomed, Sanskrit chanting continued, and countless golden rays of light turned into long rivers, moving toward Wu Yangyu without hesitation to suppress and go.

In an instant.

A group of figures directly fought dozens of times.

"Pong!"

But soon.

Then there were more than a dozen figures, which were blown away heavily.

Their chests cracked for a while, their faces changed drastically, the golden light on their bodies became extremely dim, and as they staggered back, their vitality and blood were reversed.

Wu Yangyu was alone in the sky, running around like a divine moon. From time to time, visions of ancient beasts descended, and they roared endlessly. On top of the visions, the aura that came from the oldest source made their hearts start to tremble.

[Five Ominous Techniques], with Wu Yangyu's continuous polishing and comprehension, he has grasped the true meaning of it, and even evolved the most terrifying side of the divine beast from the ancient times.

Although the evolution of this trace of truth cannot be compared with their real ferocious power, it is more than enough for the group in front of them.

Ferocious, ugly, crazy... all kinds of expressions emerged on Zen Xin's face.

He already knew that Wu Yangyu was not easy to control, but since the last farewell, not to mention a great opportunity for Zen Xin, he also gained great benefits on the triple ladder of Burial Sky City, and evolved his own Dharma image.

According to his estimates, it would not be too difficult to suppress Wu Yangyu. Who would have expected that Wu Yangyu's power would flow continuously like a river of gods in the next fight. It felt like a gnat shaking a tree. fear.

"What a ruthless guy, even dare to provoke this group of mad dog Zen disciples."

"Hey, the people of the Zen sect are terrible not in terms of strength, but in terms of number. Nearly [-]% of the disciples of the Zen sect can hug each other. With so many sects, who dare to provoke them. The guy is also a ruthless person."

"That seems to be Wu Yangyu!"

Such a battle sound attracted many people to stop.

but.

After recognizing Wu Yangyu's identity, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change.

Wu Yangyu!
A disciple of God Fighting Sect!

Although this identity is terrifying in this mysterious realm of God, it is not enough to make people palpitate.

however.

In this God's Mystery Realm, Wu Yangyu's battles have earned him a reputation beyond ordinary people's expectations.

"Ruthless person, Wu Yangyu is an absolute ruthless person, very vicious, no wonder he dared to contend with the Zen generation, this is a character who dared to contend with a high-ranking monarch at the low level of the monarch, this time, the Zen generation was kicked to the iron It's on the board."

Obviously.

There are many disciples who are not pleasing to the Zen people.

"Roar!"

The place of battle.

Zen Xin's mouth suddenly roared.

After not winning for a long time, the anger in his heart had reached its peak, and with a sudden roar, his hands were quickly sealed.

time.

The ancient Sanskrit sound is opened.

in the back.

A vision of an ancient Buddha then emerged.

The Buddha towered into the clouds, surrounded by obscure and dense golden runes, and the eight arms on his body slowly spread out, and the sacred and immortal breath circulated endlessly.

Beside him, the light and shadow of one golden Buddha after another lingered there, and while he was chanting silently, he seemed to be listening to the voice of a sage.

As the vision of the eight-armed Buddha evolved, the aura of Zen Xin also rose steadily, and even surpassed the ordinary for a while, and was more than ten times stronger than before.

"Is this a dharma image?!"

"It turned out to be the image of the eight-armed Buddha. It is one of the most terrifying images in Zen. I never thought that someone in Zen would comprehend such an image!"

"Roar!"

The eight-armed Buddha roared out, as if the gods and Buddhas were furious, and the arrogance was soaring. The eight arms shook together, as if they could set off the sun, the moon and the galaxy. Before they shot, the eight big hands had already swung heavily, trying to kill Wu Yangyu. Dead trapped in it.

"drink!"

the same moment.

But Wu Yangyu didn't dodge or dodge.

From behind, there is also a sacred voice sweeping up.

The Dharma is like Yama!
The three-headed and six-armed dharma elephant swung it up directly, not to be outdone, and clashed with the opponent.

However, no one noticed that even in the face of the eight-armed Buddha's vision, Wu Yangyu's Great Yama Dharma Elephant just punched him.

"Pong!"

The Buddha wailed and trembled violently!

Before everyone could react, Zen Xin's physical body let out an ear-piercing scream as if struck by lightning.

His eight-armed Buddha stepped back again and again, the eight arms were torn and exploded, and his entire body seemed to collapse.

Moreover, on that Chan Xin's body, flesh and blood shot out, white bones were exposed, seven orifices bleed, and the bombardment force of the Great Yama's Dharma Elephant not only destroyed the eight-armed Buddha Dharma Elephant, but also injured Zen Xin's physical body, directly It hit the ground heavily.

This scene.

Everyone present was shocked instantly.

What kind of phenomenon is this?The power of one punch can shake the sky!
Especially the power of the Zen mind, that is the power of understanding the dharma. Even Wu Yangyu's evolution of the dharma has long been known, but who would have expected that the destructive power in it would be so amazing!

not only that.

With such a violent blow, apart from Zen Xin being protected by his own dharma image, the rest of the Pure Land sect disciples can be said to have lost troops and generals, and there are many who have fallen.

"Humph!"

Taking a cold look at Chan Xin, Wu Yangyu stepped forward and disappeared in the same place.

Regarding these people, although he wanted to suppress them, he wanted to find the black thief turtle more. If the time delay was too long, this guy would definitely escape from his control.

"Wu Yangyu... just wait, you won't end well if you hurt someone from our Pure Land Sect, you can't bear the consequences!"

Staring fixedly at Wu Yangyu's figure, Chan Xin roared crazily, in those eyes, there was no longer the indifference and sacredness of the past, but only endless resentment...

(End of this chapter)