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At the critical moment, Dong Zhipeng in the distance couldn't help but close his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

And Su Yingqing screamed, "No." ”

At this time, Tianming was very unwilling, at the moment of life and death, he still hoped that a miracle would be born and that he and Sun Yuntian would survive.

At this moment, I heard a Buddha horn sound.

"Amitabha, which ghost who doesn't open his eyes is committing murder in front of me, don't die!"

Dong Zhipeng couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard this, but he didn't know when there was a young monk standing in front of Sun Yuntian and Tianming, and when he looked at it, it was a monk without a phase.

Su Yingqing was pleasantly surprised: "Master Wuxiang." ”

But it was the monk Wuxiang who appeared in front of Sun Yuntian and Tianming in time, his hands were folded, and a golden bell was covered by Wuxiang, and the black palm wind from the ghost slammed into the golden bell, but the result was that the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and it dispersed in an instant, if it were not for the traces on the snow, it would be as if there had never been.

The ghost said sharply: "Monk, you dare to spoil my good deeds." ”

The monk Wuxiang smiled when he heard this: "The poor monk is a person, you are a ghost, you are not afraid of the poor monk, do you still make the poor monk afraid of you, the poor monk has not been afraid of anyone since he came out of the temple, and now he meets you, how can the poor monk be afraid, not to mention the increase in confidence, but also not afraid." ”

Seeing that the monk had humiliated himself, the ghost said angrily: "Monk, let me ask you, as a monk, why do you dare to speak wildly, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?" ”

The monk Wuxiang smiled slightly: "You really don't know this ghost, the poor monk kindly taught you, do you say that the Buddha will blame the poor monk?"

The ghost said: "I'm all dead, what are you here to teach me to do, why don't you teach the people who killed me." ”

The faceless monk said: "Although you are dead, your soul is still there, and now you have turned into a demon and committed murder, do you say that I should teach you a lesson." ”

The ghost said: "You don't care about the person who killed me, why did you come to trouble me first." ”

Wuxiang monk said: "There is always a priority in things, first come and then come, now the poor monk sees you first, naturally he will teach you first, if he sees you one day and says that person is wrong, he will only discipline him." ”

The ghost yelled, "I'm not convinced. ”

The Wuxiang monk said: "I know that you are not convinced, if it weren't for your resentment, but there is still a trace of kindness, the poor way would have gotten rid of you a long time ago." ”

When the ghost heard this, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and said sharply: "Monk, you really think that I am afraid of you, since you don't make me feel good, I will definitely make you uncomfortable." But this ghost sees that the realm of Wuxiang is not good, and it is very likely that he can't beat the other party by fighting hard, and then it is a little more than worth the loss, but when the Wuxiang monk threatened to teach himself a lesson many times, this ghost was ignited by anger, and decided not to say more with this Wuxiang monk, and rose into the air, opened the bow left and right with both palms, and quickly swung towards the Wuxiang monk, and the strength was released, and two black yin winds were born in an instant to attack the Wuxiang monk, but it was all out as soon as it came up.

The monk of Wuxiang smiled, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly the golden bell was once again on the monk of Wuxiang.

When the two black yin winds collided with the golden bell again, as expected, the golden bell did not change, but the black yin wind dissipated in this heaven and earth.

The Wuxiang monk smiled: "You can't fight me, come and sit down, let me resolve the resentment on you." ”

The ghost roared, "Stinky monk, you are looking for death." The attack was even more ruthless, and his palms quickly swung eighteen times in a row, because the action was too fast, resulting in a double image, and suddenly a black qi that was several times larger than before hit the Wuxiang monk.

The monk smiled slightly, and said endlessly: "You can't help the poor monk, or don't waste your efforts there, come down quickly, aren't you tired floating in the sky?" ”

When the strong black energy is about to hit the golden bell, the monk is solemn, and there are words in his mouth, at this time, the golden bell suddenly brightened, emitting a dazzling light, and gradually the huge black energy was exhausted again, and the dazzling light on the golden bell was also closed.

Seeing this, the ghost yelled, "Impossible. ”

At the beginning, everyone saw the ghost hit a huge black energy to the monk of Wuxiang, and unconsciously held their breath and watched, for fear that the monk of Wuxiang would be defeated, and then saw that the monk of Wuxiang was not afraid, and taught the ghost with a verbal offensive, and everyone once again found in their hearts that this monk of Wuxiang seemed to be very different from other monks, and then they did not see any action of this monk of Wuxiang, but there were words in their mouths, and they blessed the golden bell, making it bloom with dazzling light, and easily resisted the huge energy of the ghost attack, and they couldn't help but feel deeply admired, except for Tianming, the other three only felt that this monk seemed to be more powerful than all the martial arts masters they had met, a thought suddenly came out of everyone's hearts, this unphased monk must be a person who cultivates Buddhism.

To say that in the Kyushu continent, monks in the eyes of people are just a group of people who believe in the Buddha in the world, and the people who practice Buddha refer to the people who are expected to become Buddhas.

Wuxiang smiled: "What's the matter, the poor monk is not wrong, you are still shallow, you can't fight me, don't come down quickly." ”

The ghost said angrily: "Monk, you are a monk, can you not keep smiling at me, what do you look like like this." ”

Wuxiang looked angrily and said: "You feel so good like this, poor monk! Toast without eating and punishing wine, and eat my punch." As he spoke, his right hand turned into a fist and slammed it out, and a golden fist quickly blasted towards the ghost in the sky.

Seeing that the fist of the monk Wuxiang was not only powerful but also quite Buddha-like, the ghost suddenly avoided it, and floated lightly, but it just happened to hide in the sky above Su Yingqing, seeing that Su Yingqing was standing and watching himself fight with the monk, the sullen in his heart couldn't help but find a place to vent, and immediately opened his mouth and said: "Monk, aren't you very arrogant, cut to see who this is." As he spoke, he waved his palm at Su Yingqing from top to bottom.

Su Yingqing was watching the battle cautiously on the side, who would have thought that this ghost would do something to herself without saying a word, but when she wanted to hide, she found that she was locked by an eerie aura and couldn't move at all.

The monk Wuxiang was unmoved, and while smiling, his unique footwork instantly came to Su Yingqing's side, and there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, a golden bell shrouded the two of them.

The ghost never thought that his palm would be slapped on the golden bell, only to hear the sound of the bell "hum", the ghost only felt that a wave of Buddha qi eroded his right palm, and immediately flew back, and continued to resist the erosion of Buddha qi.