Yang Guang's figure is like electricity, his hands are turned into palms, and the golden light is shining. Every time he hits, there are Buddha's sounds lingering, and everyone who is hit will let out a scream.
Fan Qing Huifeng's eyes were flashing with angry flames. He thrust out the sword in his hand and curled up the sword energy, but it did nothing to Yang Guang. He didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. He could only watch as one figure after another was knocked away.
"Foolish Lord, don't run away if you can." Fan Qinghui slashed out the sharp sword in his hand and roared loudly.
"Fan Qinghui, wait a moment."
The breeze swept under Yang Guang's feet. He pointed out and killed a traitor in front of him. He ignored Fan Qinghui behind him and said with a smile.
"Hunjun, please get out of the way and let me kill Hunjun." Fan Qinghui let out a long roar, his face was stern, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he stabbed Yang Guang in the back with a sword.
"Eh! The sword's heart is transparent? That's not right." Yang Guang felt the sword energy stabbing his lower back. He was anxious and quickly used the phantom magic technique. There were several more Yang Guang figures in the air, but the opponent's sword energy seemed to be recognized.
Just like myself, I was surprised to find myself among many phantoms.
"Dang!" There was a soft sound, and the index finger hit the sword. The sword made a soft sound, and then he was out of danger.
"Such a deep inner strength. How can you have such a profound inner strength?" Fan Qinghui was very surprised. He didn't expect that he was about the same age as himself. The depth of his inner strength was shocking.
"You know too much." Yang Guang's face was stern. He was a stubborn guy who could never become his own leek. The index finger of his right hand turned into a sword, and the Gang Qi came out of the finger, hitting the sword in the middle.
Fan Qinghui groaned and turned pale. She felt that her right arm was numb and she could hardly hold the sword. She retreated quickly for fear of being caught up by Yang Guang.
"Amitabha." At this moment, a Buddhist sound was heard in the distance, and four monks were seen running towards Yang Guang.
These are the four great diamonds of Jing Nian Zen Monastery.
"Just in time." Yang Guang laughed loudly, beckoned with his right hand, and saw a sharp sword coming out of the air and falling into Yang Guang's hand.
"The Sword Technique of the Other Shore." Fan Qinghui, who was in the distance, saw Yang Guang's starting move, and his beauty suddenly turned pale.
"Fan Qinghui, let me show you what the real Cihang Sword Code is." The sharp sword in Yang Guang's hand flashed, and the sword energy came through the air, directly involving the four diamonds.
Monk Buha swung out the Jie Dao in his hand and let out a sharp roar. There was a little panic between his brows. The opponent's sword came too fast.
"Dang!" There was a soft sound, and a golden Zen staff stood in front of the sword.
The two monks were knocked several feet away by the huge force.
Not angry, not crazy, not greedy, not afraid. The four monks showed surprise on their faces.
"Come on the Four Great Vajras of Jing Nian Zen Monastery." Yang Guang pointed the sharp sword in his hand at Fan Qinghui and sneered: "Fan Qinghui, you can come too! Let me see what the five of you are capable of."
"You should be killed if you are a fool." Fan Qinghui ignored him and slashed at Yang Guang with the sharp sword in his hand.
The sharp sword in Yang Guang's hand thrust out, which was the flaw in Fan Qinghui's sword move, forcing Fan Qinghui to withdraw the sword move in his hand, which was very frustrating.
"Amitabha, let's deal with the Hunjun, let's all fight together!" A complicated look appeared on Monk Bu's face, and he slashed out the sword in his hand. The four Vajras also took action one after another. Five people surrounded Yang Guang and started fighting.
Yang Guang's face was indifferent, and the sword in his hand could block, stab, or cut. Every move must be a sure way to save everyone. The five people's bodies were rolling with internal energy, covering their entire bodies, but they were in a rare defensive state.
"The sword's heart is clear, this is clearly the state of the sword's heart being clear." Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed with anger.
The surrounding martial arts masters were stunned by the situation in front of them. Yang Guang used one against five, but he did not fall behind and was in an offensive state.
After a while, white mist shrouded the heads of the five people. Sweat flowed from their foreheads, and their inner energy had already burst out. However, Yang Guang's face was calm, and nothing strange could be seen.
Yang Guang's eyes were empty, and the sword energy in his hand swept wildly, enveloping the five people without any abnormalities.
"Monk Lukong, if you don't come out, I will kill the five people in front of you." Yang Guang's voice came from a long distance, making a rumble that resounded throughout the Jing Nian Temple.
The sound rumbled, but there was no memory.
"What a pity." The sword in Yang Guang's hand came out and stabbed Monk Buhui.
Seeing this, Monk Buhui swayed and hid aside.
"Ah!" A scream came, and the monk Bu Greed covered his neck with his right hand, and saw a sword hitting the opponent's neck, killing him.
"Come back." Yang Guang's face was indifferent, and he moved his right hand. The sword that stabbed Monk Buhu flashed with cold light and fell into Yang Guang's hand. While everyone was surprised, the sword seemed to be controlled by a force and moved towards him.
The non-greedy monk on one side killed him.
Monk Bu Greed never expected that the sword could turn. He couldn't dodge, and the sword struck his arm fiercely. His right hand and the Zen staff fell to the ground.
"Fan Qinghui, does this mean that the sword's heart is transparent? It's really ignorant." Yang Guang's eyes flashed with a hint of fatigue.
This is indeed not the sword's heart being clear, but the sword control technique. According to Yang Guang's ability, he can only use the sword control technique within a few feet. Every time he uses the sword control technique, all the spiritual power in his body will be consumed.
"Shameless." Fan Qinghui's delicate body trembled, and he let out a sharp roar, with a bright sword light and a desperate posture. The other two Buddhist Vajras also roared fiercely.
"Sure enough, it's a bald donkey." Yang Guang's eyes suddenly lit up, his figure flew up, raised several feet, and struck forward with his right hand.
A powerful force knocked everyone around him away.
Everyone looked over and saw that a thin monk had appeared in the sky. The monk had a look of mercy on his face and was wearing a golden cassock. The monk's golden light flashed and he was coiled in the void.
"Grandmaster! Master Lokong."
Everyone around them exclaimed. Walking in the air is one of the signs of a master. Unexpectedly, Monk Luokong of Jing Nian Zen Monastery turned out to be a master.
"Monk Kong, you finally showed up and handed over the Heshi Bi. This is something you can't control." Yang Guang stood tall and tall in the sky.
"Grandmaster, another grandmaster."
"Hunjun is actually a master."
Someone in the crowd exclaimed loudly.
"Your Majesty, why should you go too far to deceive others? The He's Bi is an ancient treasure, and it is the home of the virtuous. Your Majesty, it is the best thing for you to stay in our Jing Nian Monastery." Monk Lokong spoke.
"You, Jing Nian Monastery, actually dare to take the Jade Seal of the State as your own. How brave are you? You still want to choose a wise king for the world, a bunch of rebels." Yang Guang sneered: "Monks, the six impure roots are also called
A monk? He deserves to be killed!"
Yang Guang's eyes were like lightning. He simply gave up the sharp sword in his hand, whizzed down with his palms, and came towards Monk Kong to kill him. Everything was nonsense, just kill him directly.
Monk Lokong's expression changed. He sat in the Jing Nian Monastery and looked after the He's Bi. To a certain extent, he was actually borrowing the He's Bi to cultivate.
Putting his palms together, Monk Lukong's figure swayed, and a golden light flashed across his face.
"Your foundation is unstable. You have just broken through, and there is still an unknown aura in your body. You broke through with the Imperial Jade Seal, which collided with the Buddhist inner power in your body." Yang Guang opened and closed his palms widely.
One palm followed another, without any moves at all. They just relied on their strong internal strength to collide with Monk Liao Kong.
Monk Lokong looked gloomy. He knew that Yang Guang was known as the number one subordinate of the Grandmaster, so he used the power of He's Bi to forcefully break through to the Grandmaster realm in the past two days.
I thought I could easily defeat a strong enemy, but now I know that I am making progress, and the enemy is also making progress. Powerful power is coming from my hands. This is not the innate realm, it is clearly the master realm.
Fan Qinghui looked at the two people in the air and was shocked. Hun Jun actually became a master. Even Monk Liao Kong was no match for him. He seemed to be at a disadvantage.
She wanted to go up to help, but unfortunately, she couldn't go up when faced with the Grandmaster's attack. The aura surrounding her could kill her.
"Liao Kong, it's too late for you to surrender to me in the Sui Dynasty." Yang Guang looked at Monk Liao Kong, whose complexion was as pale as gold. The master who was summoned with He's Jade was destined to have an unstable foundation.
Liao Kong was speechless. His arms were shaking. The enemy's internal energy was like the Yangtze River, rolling in, rushing through his hands and into his meridians.
"Your Majesty's bravery is admirable, but the situation is such that Your Majesty cannot resist it. If Your Majesty stays in our Jing Nian Chan Monastery, our Jing Nian Chan Monastery is willing to save your Majesty's life." Monk Luokong's voice boomed.
Yang Guang was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what he was talking about. He laughed and said: "So you have helpers. Also, Jing Nian Chan Monastery has been around for hundreds of years. It would be impossible without some knowledge.
Get up! Let me see."
"Amitabha." At this time, three more figures appeared in the Jing Nian Monastery in the distance, and their whole bodies were filled with the aura of decay. The three monks all had short hair on their heads, and their cassocks were all worn out. They had not been out for who knows how many years.
Already.
"The poor monk who has crossed the calamity has seen the Emperor." As soon as the three great monks finished speaking, their bodies swayed and they charged towards Yang Guang without giving Yang Guang any chance.
"Shameless." Xu Xingzhi's voice came from the distance.
"The three masters have taken action, and the foolish king will die." Fan Qinghui watched the three masters take action, a look of pride suddenly appeared on his pink face.
As one of the two holy places of the righteous path, Jing Nian Zen Temple has a profound foundation and countless masters. The three masters of the Du generation have all reached the master level. Now the three of them will definitely be able to kill Yang Guang if they attack together.
"Grandmaster, today I will let you see what a true grandmaster is." Upon seeing this, Yang Guang burst into laughter. There was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he stepped forward and even let go of his own defense.
Let the three masters hit his body, and instantly let out a burst of sounds of gold and iron.
Yang Guang faced Sandu with a calm expression. He clapped his hands together like a mountain peak whizzing down. It was Shaolin's unique skill, the Big Sumeru Palm, which was powerful and powerful.
Monk Du Jie shook his body and his hands trembled.
Du'e and Dunan hit Yang Guang's back with both palms, causing a sound of gold and iron clashing.
The three of them all looked ugly. This was clearly the indestructible power of the Vajra. It was the most advanced body-protecting power in Buddhism. If you wanted to defeat the body-protecting power, you would have to have one's own inner strength that far exceeded the opponent's.
Is this possible? The strength of Yang Guang's inner strength can be seen from the arms of the monk Du Jie, which is shocking.
Yang Guang still ignored the people behind him, and just pointed his palms at Monk Dujie, one palm after another, shaking the void. When everyone around him saw this, they were also shocked in their hearts.
Fan Qinghui's teeth ached as he looked at it. At this moment, Fan Qinghui realized that Yang Guang's men had stayed behind just now. Otherwise, he might not be able to withstand a few palms from the opponent and would be shocked to death by the Big Sumeru Palm.
As for Monk Liao Kong on one side, his face was as golden as paper, and he stared at Yang Guang in the air. The palm after palm seemed to hit his own heart, making him feel a little helpless in his heart.
"When did he become a grandmaster? Why is there no news at all?" Fan Qinghui, who was looking aside, couldn't help but ask.
"Hunjun is sinister and cunning. He has hidden his martial arts for so many years. The world has no idea that he is a martial arts master." Fan Qinghui became even more angry when he thought that the other party could also have a clear sword mind.
"You are far different from Shi Feixuan." A chuckle came from the distance.
Fan Qinghui looked over and saw that his disciple Liu Jing was defeated by Huan Huan, and the sword in his hand flew to an unknown place, and he became even more angry.
"Witch, suffer death." Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he saw the sharp sword in his hand stabbing towards Huanhua like a stream of light.
"Fan Qinghui, you are looking for death." A loud shout came, and a black figure fell from the sky and stood in front of Hanhan. It was Zhu Yuyan, the leader of the Yingui Sect.
"Zhu Yuyan, you are so brave. You dare to show up at the Jing Nian Zen Monastery today at the Demon Extermination Conference. You are seeking death." Fan Qinghui looked wary.
There is not much difference in strength between Zhu Yuyan and herself, but if the other master and apprentice join forces, she will definitely lose.
"The Demon Extinguishing Conference is just a group of rebels. Fan Qinghui, it seems that Jing Nian Temple is nothing more than that. I'm afraid it won't last long in His Majesty's hands!" Zhu Yuyan looked at Yang Guang and San Du who were fighting in the distance, and her face suddenly changed.
Showing a proud look.
"Humph, you're not much better. Aren't your demons rebellious?" Fan Qinghui looked at the situation in the field with a trace of worry on his face.
Jing Nian Monastery is now completely exposed. If it is destroyed by Yang Guang, it will be a huge blow to the holy land headed by Cihang Jingzhai. After the Sui Emperor destroyed Jing Nian Monastery, he will not let it go.
From Cihang Jingzhai.
"We are not as crazy as you. We actually want to manipulate the replacement of imperial power and choose the emperor for the world. It is so bold." Zhu Yuyan immediately shook her head.
"Zhu Yuyan, don't sound so noble. Your demon sect is also thinking about changing dynasties. It's similar to ours. You won't have a good ending until the emperor dies." Fan Qinghui said suddenly.
