"It seems that the news coming from West China is true. Is this guy really a reincarnated living Buddha?"
Liao Yunsheng's face became increasingly ugly and his expression was serious.
Now Monk Ba Zhe is like a living Buddha. When he waves his hand, golden light splashes out. He is more powerful than Peng Lang without any fear. The golden light and the shadow of his fist are intertwined. Monk Ba Zhe's courage becomes more and more unstoppable.
Monk Bazhe and Peng Lang were fighting each other, and they were evenly matched. Han Yan fought one against three, with no victory or defeat. The fight between the two shook the sky again. Every scene was filled with golden light, fist shadows intertwined, and the Bazhe
The monk's power was once again revealed.
"I heard that the monk came from the West Pole China. Could he be the overlord monk who made all the top ten temples in the West Pole China go numb?"
"Nine times out of ten, this guy and Jiang Chen are worthy of being brothers. Neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp. Jiang Chen is messing up the Zhongzhou Divine Land, and that overlord monk is shaking up the entire West Pole Divine Land. They are both troublesome masters."
"Yeah, who would have thought that Jiang Chen is so capable. Now even half of the forces in the Zhongzhou Divine Land are involved. In this battle, I don't know who will have the last laugh."
"You have ignored the man who looks like a demonic shadow. He is also a very powerful character. I heard that not long ago, at the junction of the Zhongzhou Divine Land and the Nantong Divine Land, the spirit of an unparalleled demon king appeared. Maybe it is him!
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Some people lamented that Jiang Chen, the three brothers, all possess unique skills and powerful methods. Although Jiang Chen has no strength to fight anymore, the tyrant monk and Han Yan cannot be defeated by anyone.
"There are many shadows!"
Han Yan held the soul-controlling demon-sealing sword in his hand and slashed down horizontally. Heavy demonic shadows flew across the void, covering everyone.
"Nine turns of piano music!"
"Gentleman's Sword!"
"Tian Shuang Fist!"
The three of them can be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, but facing Han Yan's irreversible demonic shadows, they were all repelled in the end, looking very embarrassed. A cold and stern look flashed at the corner of Han Yan's mouth. He has no charity.
Heart, the best way at this time is to go all out and kill these damn guys directly to avoid future troubles.
"Go to hell!"
Han Yan screamed at the top of his lungs, and the demonic shadow fell from the sky, making Yun Geyao, Jun Tianchou and others look ugly and extremely pale.
"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, almsgiver, there is no end to the sea of suffering, and we will find a safe place when we turn around!"
A Buddhist hand seal struck with force, directly dispersing Han Yan's many demonic shadows, causing the clouds to clear and the moon to shine brightly.
Han Yan's face was gloomy. This man in coarse linen clothes had a stern expression, clasped his palms together, and said with an indifferent expression. He stood in front of Yun Geyao and others, blocking Han Yan's offensive.
"Old bald donkey, you are really haunted."
Monk Tyrant's pupils were constricted and his face was as gloomy as water. He knew this person. He had narrowly escaped death in his hands and escaped from the West Pole China. Of course, he was not the only one.
"Overlord, you are a disciple of the Buddha Sect, but you have repeatedly hurt people in my sect, so you can be captured without mercy. I will never kill you."
The monk in linen cassock said in a deep voice, his voice was stern and his appearance was solemn, as if he was trying to dissuade the overlord monk from turning around.
"Old bald donkey, do you think I don't know about the wishful thinking of Kasyapa Temple? Isn't it just for the relics in my hand? If I follow you, I'm afraid I won't even know how I died. You are a bunch of sanctimonious people.
, after the destruction of the Great Leiyin Temple and the collapse of the Buddhist sect, how many real monks are there in your Western China?"
Monk Bazhe said through gritted teeth. He had been holding grudges in his heart for a long time. While retreating from Peng Lang, he argued with the old monk from Nagasyapa Temple.
"Amitabha, if you don't want to, then don't blame me."
As the head of the Discipline Academy of Kasyapa Temple, Wu Yan is so powerful that he is almost as powerful as Monk Tyrant, and he will definitely not come alone.
"Wu Yan, please stop being pretentious. In order to chase me, you have used so many tricks behind my back, and you still have to look upright and upright in front of the world. The Buddha will not forgive people like you."
Monk Bazhe said disdainfully. Wuyan's face gradually turned cold. At this moment, he was also full of anger. However, as a monk, he did not continue to entangle with Monk Bazhe. Instead, he used practical actions to
, said it all, with the stick in hand and the sword standing on the horse, ready to fight at any time.
"Senior Brother Wuyan, we at Tianluo Temple are doing our part to capture Tyrant. However, it seems that Tyrant is not the only person we want to arrest. Jiang Chen is equally hateful. Many of our talented disciples died because of him.
In the hands of Da Leiyin Temple, it can be said that we suffered heavy losses. I, Zhilian, will never forget this account."
In the first seat of the Bodhidharma Temple in Tianluo Temple, the monk Zhilian said with an indifferent expression. Finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Chen. This is killing two birds with one stone. Jiang Chen is at the end of his battle. As long as he takes down the tyrant monk, then it will be a real success.
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"Amitabha! Two senior brothers, Shi Yun arrived late. Don't blame me. We, Hongyan Temple, dare not fall behind others in order to capture the overlord."
Shi Yun smiled lightly and said, "The three powerful great monks have all set their sights on Monk Overlord and Jiang Chen. This time, they have come all the way from the West Extreme Divine State. They are incomparable."
The hardships, and the purpose is naturally to catch the Monk Tyrant. He has too many things that the temples in the West China State value very much. It may even be the secret of changing the Buddha. No one can let Qiyu Temple have it exclusively.
Its made.
Peng Lang and others all narrowed their eyes. Originally, he thought that these old monks were the accomplices of Monk Overlord, but now it seems that Jiang Chen and Monk Overlord have combined Tianluo Temple, Hongyan Temple, and Kayaba Temple.
All the people have been offended, and this is the best news for them.
"I am Peng Lang, the master of the Baji Sect. You masters have come at the right time. As long as you can capture this monk, then Jiang Chen will be handed over to us."
Peng Lang said with a faint smile.
"Amitabha, Master Peng is determined. We will definitely not let this heinous monk defile the pure land of the Zhongzhou Divine Land. The affairs of the West Ji Divine Land do not require too much attention from Master Peng and others."
Wuyan said calmly, and the three of them looked at each other. They knew that at this time they could only join forces to fight Monk Tyrant. They let this guy run away before, and they absolutely cannot let him leave now. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
They also know the relationship between him and Jiang Chen. As long as Jiang Chen is still there, Monk Bazhe will never leave, so this time he kills two birds with one stone.