Chapter 312 Battle Wisdom, come and go

Huang Lin did not have the intention to kill before Dasu Mountain.

Not to mention whether you can beat him or not, if you really want to kill Zhihui, the Buddhist chasing him will definitely be higher than Shi Zhixuan!

Maybe even Kong will join forces with the other three saint monks.

In dealing with Buddhism, it is definitely not possible to rely solely on personal courage.

If you spend too much energy on chasing and escaping, it will be unbeautiful.

But the old monk in front of him repeatedly wanted to "transfer" him, which really touched his bottom line!

At this moment, he thought of the monkey for no reason.

Wisdom can never affect Huang Lin, and he no longer does useless work now. He puts his hands together and slightly claws on his head, and says:

"Amitabha! Huang's donor went astray. It would be better to follow me to practice Buddha to eliminate evil thoughts. I can make an exception to pass on the donor's "The Lotus Sutra" to make a donor's intelligence."

"Master, don't say much. My Xiaoyao Sect is under Zhuangzi. There is a difference between Taoism and Buddha. Huang is not here to discuss Taoism today, so don't waste everyone's time!"

Huang Lin's eyes closed slightly, his voice interrupted Zhihui's words indifferently.

He discovered that the higher the force of the world, the rougher the Buddhist methods will be and the darker it will be!

He had already made the words clear just now, but the old monk was trying to save him under the guise of "eliminating evil thoughts"!

"Amitabha~ The Buddha is originally a quiet place. Since the donor is happy, I have to accompany you with my remaining body."

Zhizhi showed a sad face, as if he was heartbroken by the fact that this beautiful jade material was on the wrong path, and he looked like he had given up his life to persuade Huang Lin to turn around.

Huang Lin sneered in his heart. He remembered that it seemed that the four great saint monks had attacked the two dragons a few years later. At the age of time, they were still alive.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no intention of taking the initiative, he wiped his right hand.

"Clang~~"

After Chihuang unsheathed and pulled a sword flower, Huang Lin put it across his chest and said loudly:

"The sword is called Chihuang, and it is made of black iron mixed with thousand-year-old volcanic iron. The sword body is on all sides, three feet and six inches long and weighs eight kilograms and three liang!"

"Master can come back after taking the weapons, Huang can wait."

The two have been invisible since they met, and each sentence hits each other while adding psychological advantages to themselves.

If Huang Lin hadn't fought with Tiandao and saw through this routine, he might have been at a disadvantage at this time.

Zhihui's face became more and more bitter. After raising his eyebrows and looking at Huang Lin, whose hair was moving without wind, his eyebrows and eyes drooped again.

"Amitabha~~ Thank you for your kindness. I only know a set of Buddha's palms, so I can accompany the donor to enjoy it."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lin stopped talking, put down his right hand, pointed his sword slanted and pointed at the ground, and his momentum was unfolding.

As if unexpectedly, the wise master on the opposite side erupted out under the traction of the qi, and then his body swayed slightly, and Huang Lin suddenly felt that he could no longer lock the other party.

Immediately, my toes were lightly tapped, and the person floated over like a terrifying sphere.

With his attitude, the speed shouldn't be too fast.

But in fact, Huang Lin had already crossed two feet apart in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of Zhihui.

Raise your hand and stretch out your sword.

prick!

A light sword, without a trace of fireworks, pointed directly at the palms of Wisdom Heshi.

Yu Wenhua and the Confucian scholar around him flashed, and he nodded slightly with praise, as if he was extremely satisfied with Huang Lin's move.

Wisdom still looked sad, and before the sword could approach him, his exposed skin felt its sharpness.

It's a magic weapon!

He gave up his plan to take the initiative, took a step right, and moved his left hand towards Chihuang in the shape of a flower, and slapped his right hand lightly with his palm.

The seemingly powerless palm force made Huang Lin feel that the air became much denser.

The meaning of ethereal instantly felt a sense of lag. Huang Lin shook his wrist and the tip of the Chihuang sword immediately swayed left and right, and at the same time, he raised his finger with his left hand and flicked it lightly.

A finger force quietly shot towards the palm force that was slapped by wisdom.

"Pok~"

The finger strength and palm power dissipated at the same time, and then the fingers with changing wisdom touched the sword tips of Chihuang swaying left and right.

"Ding~"

The fingers of the swords intersected, making a clear sound.

Huang Lin suddenly felt an obscure alien true energy coming back along the Red Phoenix, and immediately led it to allow this true energy to run through several unique meridians of physical strength.

At the same time, the movements are constantly, stepping on the Bagua, and lifting the sword and cutting it diagonally.

Break through the Sword Sutra of the Root of All Things!

Wisdom suddenly realized that this sword technique was extraordinary and extremely exquisite! No wonder the other party was called a sword immortal, and it looked like an immortal.

The right hand, which was halfway through, immediately changed his palm into fingers and moved to the tip of the sword again.

But then he found that Huang Lin had raised his left hand and called him from the air.

Palm power? Finger force?

None of them!

Before Zhihui could open the tip of the sword, she realized that what the other party had hit with his left hand was the true energy he had just hit through the long sword!

"Huh? What a wonderful leverage"

When the finger sword was about to fight again, Zhihui stepped on his feet, barely avoiding the flying true energy and long sword, and was still admiring, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, the situation between the fields changed.

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Just as he retreated, Huang Lin chased forward, and the sword light in his hand instantly turned into a sword shadow all over the sky, emitting dazzling light under the sun and swept over!

A flying immortal from the sky!

At this moment, Huang Lin in the eyes of others seemed to be in the mottled clouds, like a banished immortal.

At this time, the flying immortals from the sky no longer had the violent feeling of the past, and they were full of fairy flavor!

Only a trace of hidden deep murderous intent remained.

If Huang Lin eliminated this murderous intent, then he would be the flying immortal from heaven that truly belonged to him!

The sad look on Zhihui's face could no longer collapse, and his face was filled with solemnity.

With his eyesight, how could he not see the danger contained in the immortal sword move in front of him?

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~~"

A series of dense attacks of finger swords were heard endlessly, and wisdom was pushed back by the sword light, and it was not stopped until the steps of the Heavenly King Hall!

"Hiss~~~"

The people watching the game between the scene were gasping.

Du Fuwei even realized that Huang Lin's current strength was completely incomparable to the strong end of last year when he defeated the dragon.

Yu Wenji's face was filled with solemnity. He had tried his best to overestimate this person's strength, but he did not expect to underestimate a lot.

However, the Confucian scholar next to him stroked his long beard and his head from time to time, and he felt that Huang Lin's move had a great meaning of "Xiyi", and he thought of his old friend for a moment.

Everyone was still sighing, and the situation between the scenes changed again!

After seeing Master Zhi blocking the sword shadow all over the sky, his palms suddenly changed and he waved his palm shadows to cover Huang Lin.

It is hard to distinguish between the real and the real!

Huang Lin, who was in the heavy shadows of his palm, felt like he was bound all over, and the feeling of thick air came again!

Under normal circumstances, the palm shadow that is intertwined with virtual and real is fine, but his situation is quite bad at this time.

The eyes saw it, but the body couldn't keep up!

Huang Lin could only retreat while waving his sword to block the shadow of the palms in the sky.

Feng Shui turns, and it turns too fast!

During this period, he had been competing with Tiandao countless times during the deduction. He even forced out the Nine Questions of Tiandao, but he had never encountered such a situation.

Could this be the unique martial arts of wisdom?

Or is it the true meaning of martial arts?
Chapter completed!