[PS: Today's second update is delivered.] The change of the update time, I think everyone knows, Xiao Gou will explain it again, the update time is: around 12 o'clock at noon, around 11 o'clock in the evening. Erupts from time to time, the help of the Xiexie brothers!]

Master Fangzheng vs. the Sword Emperor, these two people are in the list of the strongest people on Shijie, they have a feud between them decades ago, there will definitely be a war, but this battle is decades, the Sword Emperor came to the ancient martial arts world of China alone this time, that is, he wants to defeat Master Fangzheng and destroy the entire Shaolin Temple, in order to relieve the hatred in his heart back then, he also knows the power of the ancient martial arts world, if he comes with other people, it will just be sent to death, and it will drag him back, so he came alone.

The four black dragons descended, and the overwhelming coercion was suppressed, and the entire Shaolin Temple was trembling, and Ye Tianchen was trapped in the Buddha's light sprinkled by the Buddha beads, and he was engrossed in the "Yijin Sutra", as for the Dongfang Dream, she couldn't intervene at all, the Sword Emperor and her combat power were not in a straight line at all, and if she made a shot, she would just find death.

The willow leaves flew up one after another, swept towards the four black dragons, and the sky was full of willow leaves that flew away, and for a time the four black dragons that landed and suppressed were wrapped, and many willow leaves were shattered by the energy of the black dragon and turned into powder.

"Fang Zheng, I think you have any other means now?" said the Sword Emperor coldly and confidently.

"Amitabha, good and good......"

Master Fangzheng clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name, and in an instant, the willow leaves flying all over the sky turned into Buddha's palms, and slapped towards the four domineering black dragons.

Bang, bang. Boom...... When all the willow leaves fell to the ground again, the Sword Emperor used his black dragon scale broadsword to split out the four sword qi, all of which were disintegrated, and Master Fangzheng turned the willow leaves in the sky into an offensive Buddha handprint, which disintegrated the sword emperor's violent sword qi lightly, this scene made Dongfang Meng stunned, she asked herself that even her master, the head of the previous generation of the Tomb Sect, the silent old man, did not have such means.

"The highest level of great compassion and compassion of Chiba hands. Fang Zheng, I still underestimate you!" said the Sword Emperor through gritted teeth.

"Amitabha, there is no blood feud between you and me, and the strength is also between the best, you better leave!" Master Fang Zheng glanced at the Sword Emperor in mid-air and said.

"Is it? Fangzheng, your cultivation is indeed profound, but you are too stupid, you want to delay time for Ye Tianchen, so that he can get the inheritance of the Shaolin Temple Yijin Sutra, do you think I can't see it? I'll tell you the truth. Ye Tianchen killed my own brother, I originally wanted to kill you and kill Ye Tianchen again, but now the two of you are gathered together. This is God's help to me, so let me send you to see the Buddha together!"

As he spoke, the Sword Emperor had already grasped the handle of the black dragon scale dagger with his right hand, and grasped the blade with his left hand. I don't know what he wanted to do, but when he had such an action, Master Fang Zheng slowly stood up. Glancing at Dongfang Meng, and gently pushing with his hand, Dongfang Meng entered the Buddha light that shrouded Ye Tianchen, Master Fang Zheng also protected Dongfang Meng, he seemed to have realized the danger.

"Master......" Dongfang Meng shouted anxiously.

"Don't mess around, you are still very young, there are still a lot of things to do in the future, surpassing me, surpassing the Sword Emperor is only a matter of time, there is no need to be careful!" Master Fang Zheng said.

"Fang Zheng, have you finished your last words, after you have finished speaking, then prepare to die!" The Sword Emperor's left hand was clenched tightly, his left hand was cut by the black dragon scale broadsword, and blood flowed out, not the color of bright red, it turned out to be black, dripping down the blade of the knife, looking a little hideous and terrifying.

"It's time to make a break, come on!" After Master Fang Zheng finished speaking, the whole person also fluttered on the ground, for the masters of the ancient martial arts world, flying with imperial qi is a very simple thing, not as magical and incredible as ordinary people imagine, to put it bluntly, it is not two shijie people, of course it is difficult to understand.

The Sword Emperor frowned, when he fought with Fang Zheng, he represented Beichen Yidaoliu, the youngest master in Beichen Yidaoliu, and also a person who was expected by everyone, and Master Fangzheng, although he was only a small novice in Shaolin Temple at that time, but the Buddhism he studied was very profound, and he already had some alternative perceptions, and even the other monks in the temple were very much in favor, which shows that Master Fangzheng's wisdom roots at that time were very deep.

In that battle, Master Fangzheng and the Sword Emperor fought for three days and three nights, and they did not distinguish the winner or loser, and they all ended up losing both sides to Zuihou, and both sides were naturally very familiar with each other's moves and mastery, in order to be able to defeat the opponent, they naturally did their best.

Master Fang Zheng saw the Sword Emperor sacrifice his big knife with his own blood, and he knew that the Sword Emperor was going to use that move, he also suffered a heavy loss under this trick back then, after so many years, the Sword Emperor's mastery is only afraid that the power is better than in the past, Master Fang Zheng didn't know if he could take it in his heart, he didn't worry about his life and death, but he didn't want Ye Tianchen to be disturbed when he comprehended the Yi Jin Sutra, in that case, the Yi Jin Sutra handed down by their ancestors in Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that it will really be cut off.

"Fang Zheng, do you know where your biggest stupidity is?" the Sword Emperor asked, looking at Master Fang Zheng.

"I'll give you a break, you don't have to say more!" Master Fang Zheng also said with both hands pinching the Buddha seal.

"In the ancient martial arts world, only your Shaolin Temple has left the most ancient inheritance, and there are countless unique learnings left behind, which shows how prosperous the Buddhist holy land was back then, if you can learn all the unique learning, then you will definitely become the strongest person, but unfortunately, after so many years, you have only learned the great compassion and compassion of the Shaolin Temple, and even the profound cultivation method of the Yijin Sutra has not been practiced, I feel so sad for you!"

"You're wrong. There are a lot of ancient martial arts inherited from Shaolin Temple, but don't forget, we are a holy place of Buddhism, and Buddhism is compassionate, and we have these unique skills to kill demons and save people, not to increase killing in vain, and to be self-respecting!" Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said.

"It's a pity...... Today is destined to be your death - kill the gods with a sword!"

The Sword Emperor burst into a shout, and the dragon scale broadsword that was stained with his blood. Split out a sword qi, this sword qi in one place, the entire sky was darkened, if the scene that appeared was not in the ancient martial arts realm, if it was left in the secular world, I was afraid that many people would be scared to death, because the sky was split in half, and the earth seemed to be shattered, that feeling of death. will make people collapse directly, and the coercion is not approaching, it already makes people feel death.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fang Zheng shook his head and directly shouted a Buddha horn. Then his hands were clapped out, and the surging combat power surged out, and this time Master Founder used all his combat power. He had to go all out, in fact, Master Fang Zheng never wanted to use his strength to kill. He is a monk, and he believes in the great compassion of Buddhism, saving people and saving the world, sweeping the floor for fear of hurting the lives of ants, and he does not want to take his life.

Rumble!

A huge Buddha statue appeared behind Master Fangzheng, the golden light flashed, illuminating the entire Shaolin Temple, and the Buddha broke through all the haze at once, the Sword Emperor was shocked, he didn't expect Master Fangzheng to have such a mastery, and he rushed down with a knife, he didn't have complete confidence in his biggest mastery, "killing the god with a knife".

Boom!

The loud sound that shook the sky, Shaolin Temple was built on a high mountain, this loud sound shook far away, the birds and beasts in the distance were running for their lives, as if someone was going to destroy the world, they felt the breath of extreme danger, they all wanted to escape, and the other monks of Shaolin Temple also wanted to go to the back mountain to see, but they were stopped by Master Wuzhi, Master Wuzhi knew that something big had happened there, the head of Fangzheng was already there, if they rushed there, it would only increase the trouble, they could only chant the Buddha in their hearts, praying that the thieves would retreat。

When everything calmed down, Ye Tianchen had already opened his eyes, stood under the protection of the Buddha's light, and unfolded his powerful ability perception, wanting to find the location of Master Fang Zheng as soon as possible, he didn't know what the situation was, the Sword Emperor and Master Fang Zheng had the strongest duel in less than a few rounds, it seemed that the two of them knew each other's strength very well, and if they wanted to fight quickly and fight for a long time, it would be disadvantageous to them.

"How's it going?" Master Fangzheng, he ......," Dongfang Meng asked anxiously.

"I don't know, I can't sense Master Founder's energy breath......" Ye Tianchen also said with some eagerness.

"That'...... So what do we ......do? We're going to get out!" Dongfang Meng said as he looked at the Buddha light that shrouded them.

Bang!

Ye Tianchen punched it, the Buddha light did not move, at this time the string of Buddha beads had been re-worn on Ye Tianchen's neck, the recipe of the Yi Jin Sutra, Ye Tianchen had all memorized it, but he had not yet attained enlightenment, it was too profound, he felt that he needed time, it would take a long time, and now the Buddha light that protected him and Dongfang Dream was left by Master Fangzheng, it seems that Master Fangzheng had already guessed this and thought about them very thoroughly.

"Ah...... There were two powerful liliang scurrying around in my body, colliding with each other, and I felt like I was about to explode......"

After Ye Tianchen threw a punch, he suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground, clenched the fists of his hands tightly, his expression was very painful, he felt that there was a sudden collision of two liliang in his body, evenly matched, he couldn't suppress these two liliang, and felt that he was about to explode.

"Tianchen...... Tianchen ......"

Dongfang Meng was so anxious that her beautiful eyes were red, Master Fangzheng blocked the Sword Emperor for them, life and death were uncertain, and now Ye Tianchen suddenly seemed to be in a demonic state, the whole person was extremely painful, in the face of this sudden scene, what should she do......?