Agui smiled coldly and pushed out with a light palm.
It seemed like there was no effort, but a wave of air flow was invisibly stirred up.
The air flow picked up the dust on the ground, forming a gray shock wave that spread in all directions.
The monks who rushed up felt a huge force rushing towards them.
My body felt unsteady, my steps staggered, and I almost fell backwards.
After finally regaining their balance, the monks looked at the one-armed man with a sneer in shock.
I remembered that unpredictable finger when he killed the abbot just now.
Now, another palm forced the Eighteen Arhats to retreat.
Looking at the one-armed man's cultivation, he looked like a master who had stepped into the legendary martial arts realm.
Is there really such a thing as martial arts in the world?
Otherwise, how to explain the one-armed man's finger that caused the air to vibrate just now?
After Agui forced the monks back with one palm, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue them.
For him, when his cultivation has reached his level, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to attract his attention.
Just as the monks guessed, after witnessing Monk Fahai becoming a Buddha in one step, Agui's cultivation suddenly entered a realm that was both mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.
Today, in the words of the young master, he is a person who has escaped from the lower realm.
Like a proud dragon, when faced with provocations from mortal beings, it only gives out slight punishments and has no interest in going on a killing spree.
Agui smiled faintly and looked away from the frightened faces of these monks.
Then, he turned around, bowed slightly to the young master and said, "Young Master!"
Lu Heng looked at Agui with a complicated look in his eyes, which made Agui feel nervous.
To be honest, after returning from the Turkic battlefield, Lu Heng never saw Agui take action.
Agui, who came back from the grassland, was like a peerless sword that had been put into its scabbard. The sharp edge was instantly restrained.
After not seeing him for a long time, that cold light seems to exist only in legends.
Now, I see the Sword God taking action again.
The moment of youthful beauty makes people fascinated.
However, instead of feeling surprised, Lu Heng felt a vague sense of worry in his heart.
Agui and Fahai were two people he knew who had reached the pinnacle of their respective fields.
One month ago, Fahai passed away and became a Buddha in one step.
As for Agui, when he first took action, his demeanor as a great master was revealed inadvertently.
The pinnacle of martial arts, the ultimate understanding.
With the ending of Fa Hai's fantasy novel, Lu Heng had to worry about whether Agui would also...
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Seeing the worry in the young master's eyes, Agui thought he had done something wrong and asked cautiously.
Lu Heng raised his head. He looked at Agui with burning eyes and took a deep breath.
But, just when Lu Heng opened his mouth.
Behind the golden Buddha statue of Tathagata, a lifeless voice suddenly came from behind.
"Amitabha, the donor is so arrogant and domineering. If he kills my Buddhist disciples in front of the Lord Buddha, won't he be afraid of retribution?"
A lifeless voice suddenly sounded.
The compassion and kindness of Buddhism disappeared completely in an instant, and a cold and gloomy feeling like the Nine Netherworld instantly enveloped everyone present.
"Uncle Master!"
The monks who had been defeated by Agui before suddenly showed joy.
Looking around the corner, his eyes were full of joy,
Amid the endless calls, an old monk with a haggard appearance, cloudy eyes, and the aura of a dying man, wearing a gray patched monk's robe, walked out slowly with his arms around his body.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't changed his clothes for a long time. Every time he took a step, layers of dust would fall off the patched robes on the monk's body.
After this man came out, the eighteen Arhats put their hands together and saluted the old monk.
The old monk did not look at the Eighteen Arhats, but raised his head and stared at Lu Heng with his cloudy eyes.
"Donor, although you have a high and powerful position, you must know that the law of heaven circulates and retribution never ends! You are so bold to kill my Buddhist disciples. Are you really not afraid of retribution?"
The monk's old eyelids trembled, and a cold look flashed through his turbid eyes, and he stared at Lu Heng and said seriously.
The old monk's voice seemed to have a magical power.
It filled the ears, and then penetrated into the ears like needles.
After hearing this, Lu Heng felt uncontrollably and fell into a trance.
The look of contempt and sneer in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
On the side, Agui was frightened when he saw this, and quickly stepped forward to block Lu Heng.
"court death!!"
A Gui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he gave a sharp shout, put his two fingers together, and pointed out with one finger.
There was a tingling sound and a blue light flashed.
It instantly illuminated the dark room.
A chi-long sword is like the core of a poisonous snake, swallowing at the fingertips, exuding endless murderous aura and coercion.
Agui snorted coldly and pointed out.
The sword shot out, tore through the space, and arrived in front of the old monk in an instant.
The old monk's expression changed slightly.
Holding the rosary in one hand, he quickly made a finger gesture.
The seal of the Fudo Ming King.
The moment the finger gesture is completed.
Everyone present seemed to see a Buddha statue covered in golden light appear in front of the old monk in an instant.
Although the old monk bathed in the Buddha's light had a compassionate expression, the cold look on the corner of his mouth looked a bit ferocious and sinister in the golden Buddha's light.
Agui didn't seem worried when he saw the old monk offering the Fudo Myoyo Seal. Instead, he smiled mockingly.
The foot-long one has blue sword light, which travels through space like lightning and flint.
In an instant, he collided with the Immovable King Seal.
There was a loud bang and the ground shook.
The entire Main Hall seemed to be half collapsed and crumbling.
Even the golden body of Lord Buddha, which was several feet high in the center, suffered from mottled cracks in the violent collision.
At the moment of impact, the Fudo Ming King Seal instantly collapsed. Dots of golden light fell down like half of falling rain.
But the blue sword energy that Agui shot out with one finger was so powerful that it passed directly through the old monk's chest.
There was a squeak and blood spurted out.
The sword energy that passed through the title remained unabated and directly penetrated the statue of the protector behind the old monk with a hole as big as a fist. Then it disappeared.
After the old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was already crumbling.
There was a trace of black blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. His face was gray, and he was holding on to the pillar. He looked at Agui in horror.
"Could it be that there is really such a person in the world who has reached that level?"
The old monk looked at Agui in confusion, with surprise and uneasiness in his eyes. More importantly, there was outright fear and panic.
Agui seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He sneered and nodded slightly.
What is Zhixuan? It is the state of breaking the Xuan with one finger.
The old monk was panic-stricken, thinking that he had spent his entire life cultivating and was still unable to see through that threshold.
However, the one-armed man in front of him, who was no more than thirty years old, was already a member of that sect.
Thinking of this, the old monk couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment and jealousy in his heart.
After taking a deep breath and using all the strength in his body.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at Lu Heng and the other two, and shouted loudly to the Eighteen Arhats: "Arhat Formation, slay the demons!"
Since I can't reach the Zhixuan realm, then I will kill all the people in the Zhixuan realm.
Even if the jade and the stone are both destroyed, this will still be the case.
After hearing this, the eighteen monks instantly woke up from their panic.
After operating the magic stick, Lu Heng and the two of them were instantly surrounded.
"Kill the devil!"
One of the leading monks yelled, raised his magic stick, and struck Lu Heng on the head.
Whoosh...
At this moment, a ray of silver light, like lightning flashing across the dark clouds in the sky, shot in from outside the Main Hall.
There was a stabbing sound.
The monk holding the demon-conquering stick was instantly pierced by the silver light.
After the silver light passed through the monk's body, it circled around the hall and flew towards the door.
The next moment, a woman in a white dress, as beautiful as a fairy, came through the waves and floated in.
The woman slowly stretched out her hand and grasped the silver light.
When the light dissipated, it turned out to be an autumn sword.
"If you dare to touch my husband, ask me about the sword in my hand. Do you agree?"
Bai Suyan's pretty face was cold, staring at the seventeen bewildered monks, and sneered.
The next moment, a group of warriors in green cloth uniforms filed in. They dispersed in an instant, blocking Lu Heng and Agui behind them.
The elite and powerful crossbows in his hands were all ready to be fired.
The cold cluster of arrows aimed at all the monks present.
Sang Biao held the latest repeating firearm produced by the Principality of the Blue Sea in one hand, and held the handle of the knife at his waist with the other hand. With an evil smile on his face, he stared at the monks whose expressions changed greatly, and sneered: "You are very courageous.
Ah, you bunch of bald donkeys dare to openly attack the imperial master, you are so audacious!"
Imperial Master?
After the monks heard this, they were shocked.
The seventeen monks' faces turned pale and their bodies were trembling. They could hardly hold the demon-conquering sticks in their hands and dropped them to the ground.
These monks spend their days enjoying themselves.
If you don’t go out through the main door, you won’t take steps towards the second door.
Every day, he pays full respect to himself in the temple and never goes out.
Although they also learned from the pilgrims who came to offer incense that there was a talented and powerful official in the Zhou Dynasty who was the emperor's teacher.
At the age of just over 20 years old, he has become an important minister beneath one person and above ten thousand people.
However, they have heard about it, but they have never seen it.
Unexpectedly, the person who came here to deliver Buddha treasures tonight was actually the emperor's master.
The man who slaughtered 300,000 Turkic troops with his own hands was called the executioner of human slaughter by the compassionate people in the world.
"Don't listen to them!" The old monk, who was about to lose his vitality, saw that his monks were timid before fighting. He suddenly became anxious, roared crazily, waved his hands and shouted: "They are lying, Huiming, kill them."
Got them!"
After giving the order, the seventeen monks were still hesitant.
They are not idiots.
They heard clearly just now that their uncle once said that this person has a high position and an extraordinary status...
At this time, Master Shishu denied it.
How can you convince people?
Just when the monks were hesitant, a clear voice suddenly came from outside the mountain gate.
"Your Majesty is here!"
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