Master Zhenhui said together, "Master Yu, I've given up!"
Yu Wuhao's face looked a little ugly, and he slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and retreated back.
He glanced at the magic sword in Meng Xing's hand, and was really unwilling to accept it.
Lu Bijian, Mei Wuxue and Lang Kun also reacted at this moment, staring at Feng Yixiao of Lei Zong. The zombie was dead. They were the strongest masters and didn't have to worry about their own safety.
Lu Bijian said: "Feng Yixiao, hand over the book! You are a Taoist immortal cultivator, so it's useless to ask for this secret book."
For the Jue Shen Sect, the secrets of unique knowledge are more important than anything else, and this is also the foundation for the rise of the Jue Shen Sect.
Feng Yixiao shook his head and said, "Although we immortals do not know how to practice, we immortals also have great reference significance. Maybe we may be able to understand the secret of becoming an immortal."
Lu Bijian snorted, but knew that the other party was making excuses. The Taoist sect has a long history of development, even longer than Buddhism. How could it be possible that the martial arts system should be learned from?
Lei Sect must be afraid that Jue Shen Sect would obtain secret books and that their family would dominate, so they tried their best to prevent Jue Shen Sect from obtaining secret books.
However, Feng Yixiao's Taoist technique is also a headache. It has various means, which consumes less energy than martial arts practice. It is good at fighting protracted battles, but the martial arts practice system can only use unique secrets to burst out with stronger power.
Faster speed, win with one blow.
Of course, if you have the help of magic weapons, it will be more powerful and easier to kill enemies.
Thinking of this, Lu Bijian moved his body and then rushed straight towards Meng Xing. As long as he grabbed the magic weapon in his hand, it would be easier to kill Feng Yixiao.
However, when he moved, Mao Wuxu, Lang Kun and others also moved. The three of them rushed into the front hall together, all trying to steal the magic weapon from Meng Xing's hand.
Whoever has magic weapons will be stronger, breaking this stalemate and becoming the strongest master.
A monk was also very fast, instantly blocking the three people, clasping them and saying, "Three donors, please stop!"
He also emitted a powerful aura, and he was also a master of fifth-level cultivation, but different from the martial arts cultivation system, it is called the Sea of Tribulation.
Starting from the fifth grade, the name of the Buddhist system is different from the martial arts system, and the difference between the two is getting bigger and bigger.
Lu Bijian and the other two stopped instantly and stared at the thin and inconspicuous monk. If it weren't for the fearful aura that burst out from his body, no one would have thought he was a fifth-grade master.
Obviously, this monk also had a treasure that suppressed his strength to enter this ancient tomb, but he had been hiding it all, and he didn't even take action when the zombie appeared just now. Now he showed his true strength.
"Who are you?" Lu Bijian said. He did not have the impression of this monk in his memory.
But it can be seen that any monk who swept the floor may be a powerful master.
This is also the reason why Jue Shen Sect is extremely afraid, because no one knows how many powerful masters there are in Chanlin Temple with a profound heritage. The monks in the temple are all very low-key and rarely come out of the world.
"I am a monk who has passed away." said the thin monk.
"Master Dukong, do you want to come and meddle in other people's business?" Lu Bijian said with an unhappy expression.
"This donor Meng is the life-saving benefactor of my Chanlin Temple and has a Buddhist relationship with my Chanlin Temple. My Chanlin Temple should do my best to protect him. You are all masters of fifth-grade cultivation. Do you also have to go from a ninth-grade open meridian realm to open meridians with only nine-grade meridians. The young man seized the magic weapon from him?" Master Dukong said slowly.
"Hmph! A powerful weapon will be able to hold on to it. A weak person will take such treasures and be taken away by others." Lu Bijian said.
Mo Xiuyuan stood in front of Meng Xing and said, "Although I, Mo, have weak strength, you masters are really too bullying others. They bullied me, Zhenwu Sect, no one. If you want to deal with my disciples, you must Kill me first!”
Chen Baidao also stood beside him and said in a buzzing voice: "None of the people from Jue Shen Sect are good things, they only bully the weak and fear the strong."
Liu Shiyun, Xiao Yuluo and others also stood beside Meng Xing, with a determined look on their faces.
Lu Bijian snorted, not caring about the people of Zhenwu Sect. The one he feared the most was Master Dukong.
Mo Wuxue said: "What are you talking nonsense with these people? Let's join forces to kill this Dukong bald donkey, and then use its strength to seize the magic sword."
"I agree!" Lang Kun said.
"Yes!" Lu Bijian nodded.
"Take it!" Mo Xuewu's body moved at a rapid speed, and rushed towards Master Dukong with a punch. A black aura followed his fist and broke through the air.
"Amitabha!" Master Dukong clasped his hands together, and a powerful aura surged out of his hands, colliding with the black aura. Then, he took a step forward, his palms slashed towards his bloodless chest like a knife. .
With a bang, the grinding of blood was like being hit by lightning. My body took more than ten steps back before I stabilized my body.
Lang Kun also rushed forward, but he was almost killed by zombies several times, and his strength was severely damaged. As soon as he punched out, Master Dukong's other palm had already slashed over at a very fast speed.
The powerful force hit him and directly slashed him out.
At this time, Lu Bijian also came with a sword, and the strong aura carried flames and rushed in.
Master Dukong pointed out, and a stream of air was like a sharp sword, penetrated the flames and the air, and banged on his sword. With a bang, the sword in his hand exploded and turned into pieces, falling one after another.
Master Dukong came in and said, "Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore!"
The Buddha's words turned into invisible forces, covering Lu Bijian. Lu Bijian suddenly felt like he was trapped in an endless ocean and could not struggle out. The power in his body seemed to be bound and could not explode. , can only rely on the other party to deal with it.
This is the suffering realm of Buddhism. There are all kinds of magical wonders. With the words of the Buddha, people can surrender and turn back to the shore.
Bang!
Master Dukong slapped him with a palm, and Lu Bijian threw it out like a cannonball, and fell heavily on the ground, causing the hard granite on the ground to become broken.
Lu Bijian spurted out a mouthful of blood, his expression depressed.
At this time, Mo Wuxue rushed over again, and burst out with endless demonic energy, hitting Master Dukong's back.
"The donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore!" Master Dukong said again.
An invisible force suddenly tweaked his bloodless arm, causing the fist he had hit to turn suddenly and pounded towards his stomach, as if someone was about to commit suicide was stabbing with a knife.
Bang!
The bloodless belly was punched hard by himself, and endless demonic energy burst out between the fists, making his face twisted, his mouth opened involuntarily, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone was extremely surprised when they saw this. The Buddhist teachings of this Buddhist system are really powerful. Just a few words of Buddha can change the attack and killing skills and hurt themselves.
However, this kind of Buddhism can only be used by masters above the fifth level of suffering.
Meng Xing was also extremely surprised. This was the first time he had seen such an attacking and killing technique, which could stir up the rules of heaven and earth through words.