A monk, on this Shura killing field, actually broke into a monk?

also single-handedly blocked in front of the potter, looking at this posture, it seemed to protect him.

Who is he, who has so much guts?

The moment the monk appeared, the surrounding Great Wei soldiers were all stunned, and they were all dumbfounded.

Even Gao Changgong seemed to be taken aback, subconsciously restrained the war horse, stopped advancing, and looked at the monk with an inexplicable gaze.

The potter looked at the monk's majestic back, his thoughts flew in his mind, and he suddenly remembered something, and his heroic face couldn't help but sneer with a hint of relief.

"You're really too late...... the potter put down the Qinglong knife in his hand, and there was no trace of jealousy in his eagle eyes.

In front of him, Gao Changgong, who was on the horse, pointed at the monk with a silver spear, and shouted: "Where did you come from, are you impatient, why don't you get out of the way!"

The monk did not have a trace of annoyance, but said in a compassionate tone: "The poor monk Lu Zhishen is also, General Gao, the poor monk advises you, don't be a sinner in the world, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

"Lu Zhishen, it's really you, you're finally here, it's really hard to wait, it's time for you to come." The potter let out a secret breath, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The real chivalrous representative of the Liangshan Legion, the flower monk Lu Zhishen, finally appeared.

This righteous man who truly practiced "seeing unevenness on the road and drawing a sword to help" had been summoned as early as when the pottery merchants were crusading against Song Jiang's rebellion, and now it has been almost a year.

This Lu Zhishen, like many summoned generals, has not come to join for a long time, and the potters are about to remember that there is such a number one person, but they don't want to, he will appear at this time.

Moreover, it is still in such a coquettish and eye-catching way, shining debut.

As soon as Lu Zhishen arrived, the pottery merchant was no longer afraid of Gao Changgong, and the Qinglong knife dragged down obliquely, watching Lu Zhishen clean up the arrogant Lanling King in front of him.

Gao Changgong was blinded by Lu Zhishen's words, and before he could react for a while, he became a sinner in the world for some reason.

Stunned for a moment, Gao Changgong suddenly realized, and couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about a dead thief, this pottery thief is a traitor who usurped the Han Dynasty, a tyrant who brutalized the people, he was killed to save the world from fire and water, and it was the traitor who should put down the butcher's knife!" ”

"What about Han? What about Wei? The world is still the world, the common people are still the common people, all the people need is peace, is the Han or the Wei, will they care? Lu Zhishen asked rhetorically, and his words seemed to contain a deep philosophy.

Gao Changgong was stunned for a moment, but he waved the silver spear and shouted impatiently: "The people in the world are ants, what do they think about me, I only know that if I kill this traitor, I can be the general of the Han Dynasty, and I will become a hero who has been recited through the ages, whoever dares to stand in my way, I will block and kill God, Buddha block **!" ”

The arrogant words came out, and Gao Changgong's spear was already pointed at Lu Zhishen, and in the eyes under the demon face, a fierce and cold killing intent burst out, and the meaning could not be more obvious:

Dare to prevent Lao Tzu from being promoted to official wealth and becoming a hero, even if you are the Buddha and Lao Tzu, you will not be killed!

Bang!

Lu Zhishen's dark eyebrows condensed, the Zen staff was horizontal, and he said resolutely: "Since the high donor has taken off his righteous and awe-inspiring mask and revealed his true face, the poor monk has nothing to say, the Great Wei Emperor is in danger of the world's people, and he must not be lost, if the high donor insists on killing him, then please run over the poor monk."

"The stubborn death thief is bald, I am looking for death!" Gao Changgong was furious, roared sharply, and slaughtered with a horse and a gun.

In an instant, Gao Changgong attacked like a silver streamer, and the silver spear in his hand rolled up the power of the waves, bombarded out, and took Lu Zhishen as his chest.

The two horses were close, and Lu Zhishen's compassionate gaze inevitably saw Gao Changgong's hideous beast-like mask.

The power of the Demon Face!

Lu Zhishen's huge head suddenly shook slightly, and he instantly felt an invisible magic force invade his brain, like an invisible shackle, fiercely restraining his spirit.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zhishen felt his insight, his reaction decreased sharply, and the strength of his arm muscles was also greatly reduced.

Even, the water mill Zen staff, which originally felt as light as a feather in his hand, actually became heavy.

"The Law of the Evil Outer Path!" Lu Zhishen's thick eyebrows froze deeply, and he snorted.

Although he felt that his martial arts had been greatly reduced, Lu Zhishen did not have a trace of fear, took a deep breath, and swept out the water mill Zen staff in his hand, rolling up the whistling dust, and attacking head-on.

In the next second, the silver spear collided with the Zen staff!

Throat!

There was a loud sound of mountain collapse, and a huge spherical air flow exploded sharply, cutting out countless trenches on the ground around five feet.

In the dust in the sky, Lu Zhishen's majestic figure was violently shaken, the qi and blood in his chest tumbled, and he suddenly felt that his breath was stagnant.

Although his force value is 98 high, under the effect of the demon face talent, the force value has dropped sharply, to 89 points, falling to a whole realm, and how can he withstand the blow of Gao Changgong's 95 force value.

easily suppressed Lu Zhishen with one blow, Gao Changgong tried out the truth, and he was even more afraid of the monk in front of him who dared to meddle.

"Dead thief bald, I will send you to see your Buddha today, let me die, hahaha-" Gao Changgong laughed disdainfully, and the silver spear in his hand swept out again.

The spear came out like a dragon, setting off a mighty force like a raging wave, tearing through the air, and rolling head-on.

He thought that with this shot, he would be able to suppress Lu Zhishen even more, and in less than twenty moves, he would be able to kill this dead monk who was full of food and had nothing to do, and came to block his official path.

It's a pity that he doesn't know Lu Zhishen's reality and reality.

In the face of Gao Changgong's arrogant blow, Lu Zhishen still had a compassionate and calm face, and the dancing staff blocked his mouth, and he recited in a low voice: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, high donor, enlightenment." ”

Syllable!

There was another thud of metal striking, and the sparks that splashed out were better than the light of the remnant sun.

This time, Lu Zhishen's body was still shocked, and his breath was agitated, but when he responded, he was obviously not as difficult as Fang Cai.

It seems that Gao Changgong's attack power has weakened.

No, it's Lu Zhishen's attack power that has become stronger!

Gao Changgong, who passed by by mistake, was taken aback in his heart, and secretly wondered: "What's the matter, this thief's bald martial arts suddenly seems to have become stronger again, and it has returned to the top realm, how is this possible?" ”

When Gao Changgong was shocked and puzzled, a knowing sneer appeared on the pottery merchant's heroic face.

This is Lu Zhishen's god-level talent:

Buddha and Demon.

Lu Zhishen not only believes in Buddhism, but also holds a butcher's knife, does not taboo killing, when fighting, every time he has compassion in his heart, he recites a sentence of 'Amitabha Buddha' in his mouth, and the force value will rise by 1 point.

On the one hand, there is the Buddha of compassion, and on the other hand, there is the demon of murder, the Buddha is the devil, the demon is the Buddha, and the demon is for the Buddha!

When Lu Zhishen fought against Gao Changgong's second blow, he recited the name of "Amitabha Buddha", and the force value rose by 1 point, from 89 to 9o, but the force did not only rise by 1 point, but rose a whole realm, returning to the top realm.

Although the force value of 9o is still 8 points short of his original 98 force value, after all, he is already at the same level, and when he fights against Gao Changgong's 95 force value, he is no longer as difficult as the first move.

"Coincidentally, this must be a coincidence, it is impossible for the martial arts of the dead thief to recover, impossible!" Gao Changgong didn't believe it, let out a wild roar, and the silver spear in his hand attacked again.

That flowing rainbow swayed out in a resounding voice, hitting Lu Zhishen like a storm.

"Amitabha, high benefactor, if you ignore the world for your own selfishness, aren't you afraid that you will go to hell after death and never be born?"

Lu Zhishen recited the Buddha's name again, his twin green tendons surged, and the water mill Zen staff rolled up the power of the storm, and he came out in a mighty way.

Force value, 91!

The sound of gold and iron resonated again, this time Lu Zhishen was just a wave of breath, and the momentum that should be picked up was a little more calm than Fang Cai's move.

"Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it!" Gao Changgong, who was shocked, was finally forced to be anxious, and the silver spear in his hand bombarded out from all directions, desperately wanting to defeat Lu Zhishen.

Lu Zhishen had a compassionate and calm expression from beginning to end, and there was no trace of anger in his eyes, as if he was not fighting against the enemy, but to cross the ignorant young man Gao Changgong.

The iron water grinding Zen staff in his hand, accompanied by his chanting of "Amitabha Buddha", is a powerful and powerful coercive move, calmly roaring out.

Force value 93 -

Force value 94 -

Force value 95 -

Another majestic staff was struck, and in the sound of the compassionate Buddha's trumpet, the surging force had reached the point of 96 points.

Syllable!

The metal hum of hunting echoed between heaven and earth, piercing people's eardrums, and a huge spherical shock wave exploded, sinking the ground under their feet by inches.

In the dust that covered the sky, Lu Zhishen's robed body was as majestic as a mountain like a giant statue of the Buddha, without a trace of shaking.

Gao Changgong's body shook violently, the qi and blood in his chest were agitated, and his five intestines ached faintly.

"His martial arts actually overshadowed me-" Gao Changgong was horrified in his heart, and the arrogant eyes under the demon face were finally replaced by deep shock and consternation.

The soldiers of the Wei army around saw this incredible scene, and their expressions changed in shock, and they were all amazed.

None of them thought that Gao Changgong, who was unstoppable and invincible all the way, cut stones and opened up, and defeated Zhang Fei, was suppressed for the first time.

Moreover, this person is also a monk who unexpectedly appeared on the battlefield!

There was no trace of surprise on Tao Shangyingwu's face, as if there was a scene in front of him, as early as he expected it, he only sneered: "The demon is one foot high, the Tao is one foot high, Gao Changgong, it seems that your demon face is destined to be restrained by Lu Zhishen, the Buddha and demon, and your arrogance has come to an end." ”

(三七 Chinese.)