"Brother Mo, I didn't expect you and me to meet so soon"

Jun Qianyu looked at Mo Lingquan with a bitter expression and said helplessly.

"Let's make a move..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Jun Qianyu with a calm face.

"Pick me up with a hundred birds and a phoenix. ”

Jun Qianyu was a little on tiptoe, and a hundred birds in his hand burst out on the phoenix spear.

One by one, the spear flowers struck towards Mo Lingquan. In the shadows of the guns, there was a cold glow.

In everyone's eyes, Jun Qianyu's figure suddenly disappeared, and the ring was shrouded in the shadows of many guns.

"Twenty-seven styles of swords, a sword that breaks the sky. ”

Mo Lingquan's cold voice came into everyone's ears, and the heavy shadows of the guns shrouded in the ring were suddenly split in two by a sky-high sword light.

The shadow of the gun vanished, and the sword shattered. Mo Lingquan and Jun Qianyu stood opposite each other.

"Congratulations to Brother Mo..."

A bright smile appeared on the corner of Jun Qianyu's mouth, as if it was not him who was defeated, he was the winner.

"Brother Jun, concede..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Jun Qianyu indifferently.

"Disillusioned bald donkey, wait for me to take your head. ”

Mo Lingquan suddenly turned his head and looked at the disillusionment who was getting up and slowly walking to the ring.

"The little monk is waiting for Lord Mo Shi to come at any time, and he will definitely offer it with both hands at that time. I just hope that it wasn't for Lord Mo Shi to recite the Sutra of the Past Life at that time. ”

Disillusionment looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face.

"In this case, I would like to thank you for your generosity. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Disillusionment with a sneering expression.

When Mo Lingquan returned to the viewing platform, Emperor Killing Heaven and Disillusionment were already standing opposite each other in the ring.

"Emperor Benescher. Meet again. ”

Disillusionment looked at Emperor Slayer with a smile on his face, his bare skin flashing with a golden light.

"Bald donkey, do you have any last words to explain?"

Emperor Jitian looked at Disillusionment with an indifferent expression.

"Nan no Amitabha..."

Disillusionment clasped his hands together, and his body burst into a sky-high golden glow.

A Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth, and golden Sanskrit words enveloped him.

"The Pure Land of Bliss, the realm of Buddhahood. ”

There was a look of surprise on Emperor Killing Heaven's unchanged face.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. ”

A sound resounded throughout the audience, and those who had a little concentration had already put down the blades in their hands, folded their hands, and prayed in a low voice, with a pious face.

"Bald donkey, don't look fake. ”

The emperor roared angrily, and the people who were immersed in the sound of the disillusioned Heavenly Buddha came to their senses, and looked at the scene with a look of horror, a picture of harmony and joy, and the disillusionment of great mercy and compassion.

"Miss Yu, I heard that the immortal sound of Daozong Dao is not under the sound of the Buddha Sect Heavenly Buddha. ”

Mo Lingquan turned his head and looked at Yu Zixi not far away with a smile on his face.

"Hey... Buddhism entered the WTO, and Taoism escaped from the world. Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect, and cultivates the afterlife. Taoism emphasizes literacy and self-cultivation. ”

Yu Zixi sighed faintly and said slowly.

"It's a pity that people in the world are pinning their hopes on the ethereal afterlife, but they are unwilling to cultivate themselves. As a result, Buddhism flourished and Taoism declined. ”

Mo Lingquan sighed lightly and said thoughtfully.

"Brother Mo is a good opinion, one day there will be no place for you in the world, and the Taoist Sect welcomes you. ”

A bright smile appeared on the corner of Yu Zixi's mouth, and he looked at Mo Lingquan and said.

"Sister Zixi..."

Meng Yanran looked at Yu Zixi with a coquettish face.

"Senior Sister Dream wants to come, welcome at any time. ”

Yu Zixi blinked and looked at Meng Yanran with a playful expression.

"It's done..."

Jun Qianyu's seemingly unintentional reminder focused everyone's attention on the ring.

"The first type of the heavenly knife, draw the knife and cut off the water. ”

I saw that the momentum of the emperor's killing of the sky suddenly condensed, and the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, slashing towards disillusionment.

"Pick up a leaf!"

There was a smile on the corner of Disillusionment's mouth, and a brilliant golden glow erupted on his body, and his right hand became an orchid finger, which was lightly pointed.

"Zheng..."

A crisp sound of gold and iron resonated. An invisible wave of qi spread out in all directions centered on the two of them.

"The second form of the heavenly sword, the torrent is reversed. ”

The long knife in the emperor's hand turned from the bottom to the top.

"Ground Surge Golden Lotus!"

Disillusionment tiptoed, and his figure rose into the air with the sword style of the Emperor Killing Heaven, and golden streamers poured out from below, sweeping towards the Emperor Killing Heaven.

"The third type of the heavenly sword, the sunset of the long river. ”

The figure of the Emperor Killing Heaven suddenly froze, and a sky-high sword intent erupted from his body.

"Heavenly Sword Fourth Style..."

“……”

"The ninth form of the heavenly sword, the rotation of yin and yang. ”

With the use of the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles one after another, the momentum on the Emperor's body rose to a peak.

"It's terrible "Heavenly Sword Nine Styles"..."

Jun Qianyu looked at the two people fighting in the field with a shocked expression.

"Senior Sister Meng, you can have comprehension. ”

Mo Lingquan turned his head and looked at Meng Yanran with a smile on his face.

""Haoyue Fanghua Decision" has no moves, but this "Heavenly Sword Nine Styles" has fixed moves, and it can't be said which is stronger or weaker. ”

Meng Yanran looked at the two people competing in the field with a bitter face, and said slowly.

"Each of the two has its own advantages, "Heavenly Sword Nine Styles" is too domineering, but "Haoyue Fanghua Duel" is more suitable for junior sisters. The so-called move is just a method. If the junior sister is willing, "Haoyue Fanghua Duel" can also use fixed moves, but then it will lose its essence. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, and he said slowly.

""Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword" is to overwhelm people with force. "Haoyue Fanghua Decision" is different, it is to disrupt the rhythm of the other party, so as to bring the other party into its own rhythm. ”

Mo Lingquan glanced at Meng Yanran and said slowly.

"Senior Brother Mo Gao believes that the difference between these two exercises is determined by the characteristics of the knife and the sword. ”

Yu Zixi smiled slightly and said slowly.

"I didn't expect Miss Yu to have such an opinion on these two exercises. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Yu Zixi with a smile on his face, and the other party's words hit the nail on the head.

"I also learned about it from the classics of the master's school. The founders of Daolu and Sword Pavilion were once a pair of immortal couples who were envied by everyone on the rivers and lakes, and later, for some reason, one of the two created Daolu and one created Sword Pavilion. ”

Yu Zixi smiled lightly and said slowly.

"The tenth form of the heavenly sword, the sun and the moon shine together. ”

The momentum of the Emperor Killing Heaven rising to the apex increased again, and suddenly burst out.

The faces of several royal worshippers suddenly changed, and the qi in their bodies gushed out.

"Boom..."

The field that several people held up together was shattered by the aftermath of the attack in just a few breaths, and their bodies flew upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

The Yin and Yang realm flowed, and Mo Lingquan suddenly enveloped the people behind him.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw the long knife in the emperor's hand on the ground, standing in the ruins with a rebellious face, and the ring under him had already been razed to the ground.

Disillusionment sat cross-legged on the ground, ragged and embarrassed. The bronzed skin was covered with knife marks.

"Ten Heavenly Swords, good and domineering. If it weren't for the immortal body of the little monk Vajra, I am afraid that it would fall into the hands of the emperor today. ”

Disillusionment opened his eyes, slowly stood up from the ground, and looked at Emperor Killing Heaven with a calm face.

(End of chapter)