"Crash!"

Xiao Fan, Shang Chenmu, Sect Master Qiu, Master Lu Gu and others also followed suit and supported He Mengxue from behind.

A few of them were still secretly circulating their true energy, as if they were about to take action when they saw that the situation was not going well.

At this time, there was a crunch.

The red-painted wooden door suddenly opened, and a young monk walked out.

The monk was dressed in white, with bare feet, a touch of red cinnabar between his brows, and a very handsome appearance.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the gods are as rich as jade.

"Why do you come to my Zen monastery?"

He glanced at everyone and smiled faintly.

Everyone was also looking at him, and the more they looked at him, the more frightened they became, and the more they looked at him, the uglier their expressions became.

This monk looks young and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Even if no real energy is mobilized, it still gives them an unparalleled sense of oppression.

At least they are all in the middle stage of the universe, and may even be at the peak of the middle stage!

Because the gap is so big, they can't see through the Buddha's cultivation at all.

"Is my Purple Sky Divine Sword in your hand? Monks don't lie, so don't lie to me."

He Mengxue stared at Fozi closely.

When the Buddha heard this, he smiled faintly, nodded and said, "Yes, I took the Purple Sky Divine Sword hanging on the Bodhi tree."

"give me back!"

He Mengxue reached out her hand.

"I'm interested in the Purple Sky Divine Sword. You can ask Master Ciguang to get a spiritual treasure of the same grade." Fozi said with a smile.

"I only want my Zixiao Divine Sword!" He Mengxue said firmly.

"Sorry, I can't give it to you."

Buddha shook his head and put his hands together.

"Why? That's my thing. What's the difference between your behavior and stealing? Can the majestic Bodhi Temple, a pure place of Buddhism, tolerate such dirt?" He Mengxue asked loudly.

But instead of listening, the Buddha sneered.

Then, with a flash of light on his palm, he took out the Purple Sky Divine Sword.

Looking at the sword body, Fozi nodded with satisfaction, "Although this sword is good, its quality is slightly lower."

After saying that, he pulled out the sword blade, placed it across his chest, and clamped the sword blade between his fingers.

"What are you going to do?"

Everyone didn't understand why at first, but soon their eyes widened and their eyes almost popped out.

He Mengxue's pretty face was as cold as frost!

I saw the Buddha clamping the blade of the sword with two fingers, and then exerted force suddenly!

"Crack!"

When his fingers intertwined, a crack appeared on the sword body.

And, as Buddha continued to exert his strength, the cracks became wider and wider.

Just as a crisp sound was heard, the slender blade of the Zixiao Divine Sword broke out of thin air. Half of it was held by the Buddha, and the other half fell to the ground.

"Oh My God!"

Xiao Fan and others' pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the Buddha.

Even if they witnessed it with their own eyes, they were extremely doubtful whether this scene was an illusion.

The Purple Sky Divine Sword is a spiritual treasure, and it is the best among low-level spiritual treasures!

It goes without saying how strong Lingbao is.

The monk in front of him actually clipped the Zixiao Divine Sword directly with his two fingers. Doesn't that mean...

His physical body is already comparable to a spiritual treasure?

Sect Leader Qiu's expression suddenly changed: "He, he didn't use real energy just now, he used pure physical power. It's terrifying, simply terrifying!"

"My Zixiao Divine Sword!"

He Mengxue let out a low cry, killing intent rising from her body, her eyes filled with mental energy, and streaks of extremely sharp sword light suddenly shot out and turned into swords.

Like a dragon, it headed towards the Buddha.

Such momentum is already not weak.

I saw that the void was torn apart and riddled with holes, and the brilliant sword energy was as numerous as cow hairs and as cold as frost.

But in the eyes of Buddhists, this is just like children playing house.

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, a golden light shot out, ruthlessly and cruelly smashing the sword light into pieces.

Even more powerful, it struck He Mengxue in the chest.

"boom!"

He Mengxue flew backwards, like a kite with broken strings, and finally hit the courtyard wall. Her pretty face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth, staining the skirt of her clothes red.

"Snow!"

Su Yuwei and Ouyang Xue's expressions suddenly changed, and in a flash, they came to He Mengxue and helped her up carefully.

At the same time, he looked at the Buddha angrily, "Is this the Buddha from Bodhi Temple?"

"You've gone too far!"

But Buddha ignored these words, and instead squeezed the remaining half of the Zixiao Divine Sword.

At this moment, in his eyes, the half of the Zixiao Divine Sword seemed to have turned into Xu Dong.

As his palms exerted force, a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The Zixiao Divine Sword gradually twisted and turned into a twist.

Seeing this, the three daughters of He Mengxue could no longer hold back, and their true energy circulated, but they were stopped by Sect Leader Qiu.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Sect Leader Qiu stopped He Mengxue and the others, turned to look at Buddha, his eyes darkened, and said, "Fo, I ask myself, since I came to Bodhi Temple, I have been keeping my peace and have not offended you, right?"

"Why are you targeting us like this?"

Hearing this, Fozi raised his eyelids, glanced at Sect Master Qiu, and said calmly, "You didn't offend me, but a man named Xu robbed me of the Nine Death Grass!"

"

What?!"

Everyone was in an uproar!

The surname is Xu?

Could it be referring to Xu Dong?

But didn’t Xu Dong enter the eighteenth level of hell?

Could it be that...this Buddha also just came up from hell?

In hell, the two had some friction?

"Buddha, is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Sect Master Qiu took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

"Misunderstand?"

Fozi sneered, and two balls of golden light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

Everyone lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at him, because the golden light was too dazzling, just like the light of the sun.

"Crack!"

Then, Fozi squeezed it hard, and the remaining half of the Zixiao Divine Sword turned into powder in his palm, falling down freely.

"He robbed me of the Nine Death Grass and injured me, Master Pudu and others, so he is regarded as my enemy of Bodhi Temple!"

"As long as anyone is involved, I at Bodhi Temple will not let go."

When this scene came out, the faces of Sect Leader Qiu and others changed drastically.

They didn't expect that Xu Dong would offend this Buddhist!

But things have happened, and fear is useless, so everyone quickly recovered their emotions and faced it all calmly.

Sect Master Qiu took a step forward and said, "We don't know what happened in hell, but your defeat at the hands of Xu Xiaozi shows that your skills are inferior to others. If you haven't improved your cultivation, what's the point of showing off your prestige with us?"

He Mengxue also took a step forward, "You destroyed my Zixiao Divine Sword, and I will form a life-and-death feud with you until we die!"

Hearing this, Fuzi looked over with interest and glanced at He Mengxue, "Would you rather die? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

"Afraid? There is no word fear in my He Mengxue dictionary!"
Chapter completed!