"Swoosh!"

A figure rushed out in the flash of lightning. It was Guling, who had already put away his steps, who suddenly appeared, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared on the same time. The murderous aura erupted out of his body.

Everyone exclaimed, some people showed joy on their faces. The magic sword Zhang Kaifeng appeared in the world for only a few years. His personal combat power has made those young heroes feel unprecedented pressure. Now someone is naturally happy to take action on their behalf, staring wide and waiting for Zhang Kaifeng to die.

"It's Yuan Ji from Changshan Sect, why did he take action!" Someone was surprised and didn't understand why this person suddenly showed murderous intent.

"Don't you know?" someone explained: "The Qizi of Changshan went to stop Zhang Kaifeng from being killed in the Demon Sword."

"No wonder!"

As his eyes turned into the venue, Yuan Ji's fist of Changshan Sect burst out, less than a few inches away from Zhang Kaifeng. Guling at Ziyang Gate was approaching quickly, and orange flames burst out from his palms, and the air around him seemed to be burning. The hot breath made everyone present feel dry mouth.

"It is the Ziyang Seven Poles in the Ziyang Skills of Ziyang Sect. This person has already mastered it. It is said that as long as the Ziyang Sect people practice one level, their skills and power will be improved to the next level. It is rumored that Wu Tian, ​​the leader of Ziyang Sect, has mastered it into Ziyang Seven Poles." Someone threw out this bombshell.

"How is that possible? Why haven't I seen this person take action!" Someone questioned.

"Hmph!" the man snorted coldly and said, "Because those who have seen him take action have turned into ashes."

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped and looked at the orange flames on Guling's palms.

"Dare you!" Two voices shouted angrily.

A figure jumped out, and Linchengdao and Wushu. One of them drew their swords and slashed behind Guling with one sword. The other person pushed his palms, gathering his palms and slapped Yuan Ji behind him.

"Don't think of success!" Two voices came out at the same time, one of whom was full of hot breath, and the other was full of cold breath. It was the Ziyang Sect's voice insulting Zhang Kaifeng's disciples and Yangjiabao's disciples.

"bump!"

"when!"

The two of them were elites in the sect, and their skills were similar to those of Linchengdao. The sword light and palm force burst out in the Buddhist temple, and the energy was stimulating. Then the battlefield changed, and Linchengdao, Wushu and others were forced out of the Buddhist temple.

Zhang Kaifeng, who was regulating his breath on the ground, also felt two auras approaching quickly. One of them had a fierce aura, and the fist power emitted by the other's fist had already attacked his head.

"Sure enough! The right way that speaks of justice is all hypocrisy."

Zhang Kaifeng was whispering, and the blood sword suddenly vibrated in front of him. He hit the floor with a palm, and rolled it, moving horizontally to one side. With a touch, the floor of the Buddhist temple immediately shattered. The moment Zhang Kaifeng moved horizontally, Guling turned his steps, and the orange flames on his palm flew out of his palm and attacked Zhang Kaifeng.

The orange flames flew, and the air was twisted wherever they passed. His eyes were certain, and Zhang Kaifeng did not choose to take action. He walked a little, and rushed outward. The people watching the battle changed their expressions and had no time to react, and there was already a scream.

A gangster who was hit by the Orange Flame had no time to activate his ability to protect himself, so he was penetrated by the Orange Flame and died on the spot. Seeing the terrifying power of this move, everyone watching the game was extremely frightened and hurriedly stopped, and even secretly hated Zhang Kaifeng for trouble. The Orange Flame hit the Buddha statue outside the Buddha Hall, and the Buddha statue suddenly collapsed and splashed in troubled times, which shows the power of this move.

Everyone walked out of the Buddhist temple and continued to watch the battle

The long black hair drifted away, his eyes were like swords, and he was extremely sharp, but Zhang Kaifeng, who was less than a few feet tall, suddenly closed his eyes, not afraid of the orange flames that were coming. Is this confidence or arrogant?

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die!" Someone sneered.

"arrogant!"

"Dare to underestimate the Ziyang Seven Poles of Ziyang Sect, the Demon Sword is too rampant."

Seeing Zhang Kaifeng avoiding the orange flame, Guling's eyes were fierce. He jumped out of the Buddhist temple and activated it again in his palm, and the orange flame broke out again. Facing the opponent's extreme move, Zhang Kaifeng held the sword instantly, endured the trauma, and activated the magic sword-dominated sword move again.

"Ba Jian Wuji!"

With a low shout, Zhang Kaifeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and cold light shot out from his eyes. The sword of the Domineering Sword Walked Wuji, endured the wound in his body, and activated another sword move to the Demon Sword. In an instant, the gangster's sword force rushed out of Zhang Kaifeng's body, and the majestic sword force was like the supreme among the sword.

As soon as he held the sword, a dazzling sword light burst out from the blood sword, and the blood-red sword light surrounded it. Looking at the orange flame, his body was still, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward casually.

"Do you just want to block my orange flame with this broken sword? Childish." Gu Ling sneered, but his smile immediately froze.

The sword that Zhang Kaifeng slashed down casually, the sword energy was the first to wrap the orange flame. When the sword body turned, a soft light emitted from the sword. The orange flame was turned behind him, and the flames flew to the side.

With such exquisite control, is this person a natural swordsman? Everyone was shocked. In fact, the people watching the battle did not know Zhang Kaifeng's dangerous situation at this time. The seemingly exquisite control actually made him frightened. From this orange flame, he felt the threat of death, and his internal energy was quickly consumed.

Seeing Zhang Kaifeng shifting the flames, how could he get what he wanted? He rushed forward with a sharp palm. Zhang Kaifeng, who finally moved the flames away, shrank his eyes and turned around instinctively. The sword energy shot out a sword energy and rushed out in the moment. The sword energy came fiercely, tearing the void. Faced with such sword energy, Guling stopped his body, and his palms faced with his palms horizontally. Suddenly, an orange flame appeared in his palms. With his arms turned, the orange fire blocked the sword energy. His power urged again, and the orange flame suddenly surged, turning the sword energy into nothingness.

However, Zhang Kaifeng blinked like a crescent, and his sword fell down immediately. With his arms crossed, Guling's feet immediately sank. With a sound, Guling's feet immediately sank. The sword force rushed into his body, and the powerful force stirred into his internal organs through Guling's protective energy, feeling the wound in his body. When Zhang Kaifeng was about to kill Guling with one sword, a fist wind appeared. Yuan Ji of Changshan School caught the opportunity and waited for Zhang Kaifeng to exhaust his energy.

He turned his body and slapped it out with a palm. He suddenly felt a huge force coming. He paused, and a mouthful of blood was about to rush out, and he forced him to swallow it.

"Hmph, go and die!" Yuan Ji sneered, jumped out, and his fist suddenly smashed out again, hitting his sky spirit cover.

"Old man, in order to make Changshan Sect famous, you sent your disciples to die and find an excuse to kill me. It's really a scheming thing. Your disciples died so miserably. With you, a master like you." Zhang Kaifeng's cold light flashed, his body shook, and he resisted the heavy fist with his shoulders. He stabbed him with a sword, and actually chose to exchange his wounds for death. He stabbed Yuan Ji's heart with one sword.

"Don't be rampant, you kill innocent people. I will avenge my disciples today." Faced with this move, although Yuan Ji spoke ruthlessly, he finally cherished his life. His fist turned, his arm blocked the tip of the sword. His other hand turned into a palm and rushed towards Zhang Kaifeng's chest that had been injured.

"Hmph! Hypocritical justice." Zhang Kaifeng sneered. When he saw that the palm was carrying strong power, his cuffs slid out of the hilt of the sword, and he held it behind him.

"Die! End your sins." Yuan Ji saw that Zhang Kaifeng was silent. Although he was doubtful, he still rushed forward step by step.

The palm was urging, and just as he was about to hit Zhang Kaifeng's heart. With a sound, Zhang Kaifeng's feet suddenly sank, and a white dress sounded, and several cracks appeared on his heels dispersed around. When Yuan Ji was stabbed, his blood sword turned around and slashed at Yuan Ji's waist. Unexpected change, Yuan Ji was slashed on the spot. The crystal clear sword was Han Guangsword. His internal strength was suddenly increased, and Han Guangsword burst out with a magnificent sword flower. Yuan Ji, who felt deeply dangerous, retreated backwards, trying to avoid this sudden sword.

Yuan Ji, who was retreating backwards, had a dark look in front of him. The dazzling sword flowers emitted from the light swords were dimmed, and he stepped on his lunge and rushed out of his body with a glorious brilliance.

"Ba Jian Wuji!"

"Sword-Demon Flame!"

The two swords used the sword moves together, and a brilliant light suddenly appeared on the blood sword. A stream of light emitted from the Han Light Sword, which was extremely calm, but everyone present who watched the game felt a depressing force.

"Collapse the sword!" With a soft shout, a blue shirt rushed out.

The little witch appeared, and his true energy came out of his palm, hitting behind Zhang Kaifeng, preventing his injuries from deteriorating. His fingertips flashed by, sealing his acupoints and sealing his true energy, making his two swords pause immediately, and then he was unable to draw his sword.

Yan Zhen and others also rushed out and protected Zhang Kaifeng. In the Buddhist Hall, Lincheng Road and the Tuan Wu repelled Ziyang Gate and Yangjiabao, and rushed out.

And at this moment, I don’t know who exclaimed, and everyone turned their heads one after another. His expression was shocked, and a terrifying scene appeared in the Buddha Hall. The solemn Buddha statue in the Buddha Hall had changed at some point, and it was a hideous Buddha statue.

"Demon Buddha! How is that possible?" Someone was surprised.

This Buddha statue has a terrifying face, and there is no trace of Buddha's compassion between its eyebrows. This temperament has the aura of killing gods and devouring Buddhas, and despising the masters of the world. How could this Buddha statue appear?

"The Demon Buddha has appeared, Tantric Buddhism has changed its faith, you have seen it." Linchengdao shouted: "The previous case of framed my brother is obviously because Tantric Buddhism has planned it."

Huaikong and others changed their expressions, and they were all attracted by the fierce fighting outside the Buddha hall and followed them. But who could quietly approach the Buddha statue at the moment, and who knew that there was a demon Buddha image behind the Buddha statue and turned over. This demon Buddha image was placed in front of them, which was an irrefutable fact.

"Why are there stone statues of Demon Buddha in Tantric Buddhism and they are also enshrined here?"

"Did Tantra really betray the Buddha and believe in the Demon Buddha?"

"President Huaikong, please give us an explanation."

"Yes, when the Demon Buddha was in trouble with the martial arts world and killed our brothers and relatives, you were actually believing in the Demon Buddha and the fallen Buddhist scum."

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Chapter completed!