In the desert, the wind was raging, and King Ye Yin was planted in the sand, and there was no movement for a long time.

Ye Fan stood high in the sky, like a city wall, sheltering the sky.

His true martial arts were fully displayed, and the words formed a series of textures, covering half of the sky. The Buddha's body and divine consciousness are fused, ruling the Nine Heavens, indestructible!

Everyone looked at him, and then looked at the desert, the people of Dongying looked forward to King Ye Yin rising to the sky again, and the people of China were looking forward to King Ye Yin was dead.

Finally, a gust of wind blew, and the Nara desert was eerily calm.

Countless sand and dust subsided, and Ye Yin's killing intent suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Where King Hagakure fell, a katana flew out and hung high in the air, showing off its countless cracks.

The katana was already on the verge of shattering. But no matter how it was destroyed, it never broke.

The Toei people breathed a sigh of relief, and they all gritted their teeth and looked at the katana.

The sand dunes silently disappeared, and under the katana, King Hagain climbed up.

He was no longer a Shura king, but a farmer.

Wan Dao's eyes focused on him, and they were all stunned. Even Ye Fan showed a look of surprise, this Ye Yin King didn't seem to have a trace of cultivation.

In the distance, the Dongying people were shocked again, and some high-ranking people exclaimed: "What's the matter? Was King Ye Yin deposed and cultivated? ”

"Oh my God, he's defeated? Zhenwu is too domineering! ”

The high monks of the Six Sects of Nara also groaned, staring at King Ye Yin tightly.

King Ye Yin slowly raised his head, and a strange smile appeared on his face, it was the evil ghost laugh of Asura.

It doesn't make any sense, it's just like a sculpture of an asura, simply putting on such a smile.

Everyone was cold, and many people were so frightened that they sat down on the ground.

"What is this...... It's horrible......"

"King Ye Yin has incarnated as a real Shura? He is the king of Shura! ”

In the midst of countless exclamations, King Hagain grabbed the katana and put it into its sheath, and then he smiled like this and stepped into the sky.

As if walking on steps, he stepped into the sky step by step, approaching Ye Fan.

"As long as it's heaven, the asura can be broken! Ye Fan, no matter how domineering your true martial arts are, you can't stop me! ”

King Ye Yin spoke, fanatical and distorted, his eyes only had battle, but his breath was unexpectedly calm.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the Nine Heavenly Powers fell again.

King Ye Yin didn't take out the sword, he pointed out, and he directly broke the Nine Heavenly Might, and continued to step on the sky.

"I said, I am the peak of the innate nature, you are only in the early stage of the innate stage, vainly trying to suppress my Asura with the sky, ridiculous!"

King Ye Yin's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and with each step he fell, the sky trembled, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"This is my realization, my Shura, can break ten thousand heavens, how can you defeat me!"

King Ye Yin did not have a trace of evil energy, but the power of his Shura was even stronger, and it was as vast as an ocean.

Ye Fan was silent, he recited the Great Compassion Mantra, the Nine Heavenly Powers fell again and again, and the True Martial Arts ravaged the heavens and the earth, bombarding King Ye Yin.

King Ye Yin broke open one by one, getting closer and closer to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan seemed at a loss.

The crowd below watched with passion, and the Dongying people even cried with excitement.

"King Ye Yin is too powerful, kill Ye Fan, I will use the martial arts to suppress him!"

"Ye Fan doesn't know Asura at all, Asura was born to fight the sky, he is the god of war who entered the Heavenly Palace, he Ye Fan used the sky as a blade to deal with King Ye Yin, wouldn't he kill himself?"

"It's a shame that he knows the Dharma, he doesn't even understand the Eight Divisions of Buddhism, and no matter how many spells there are, none of them are useful!"

Dongying people are smiling and taunting.

Huaxiaren's face was gloomy, and he trembled as he looked at King Ye Yin, who was constantly approaching Ye Fan.

King Ye Yin was already standing within ten meters of Ye Fan, and he slowly drew his sword, which was the posture of a standard samurai drawing his sword.

The katana, which was full of cracks, was like an indestructible divine object in the sky, and it was slowly aimed at Ye Fan.

The Nine Heavenly Powers and True Martial Arts were still bombarded, but King Ye Yin completely ignored them.

He pointed his katana at Ye Fan, as if he was practicing in the dojo, without a trace of killing intent.

"In our bushido, the loser should die, you should be seppuku, and I will make the mistake." King Ye Yin said calmly and continued to walk towards Ye Fan, "Or, according to the rules of Huaxia, the point will stop, but you have to kowtow and admit defeat." ”

King Ye Yin smiled strangely and walked in front of Ye Fan.

The people below showed a smile of victory, and many people began to cheer and celebrate the victory.

Ye Fan suddenly raised his head and faced King Ye Yin's katana.

"I heard that the Asura King went to war with the heavens, and instead of winning, he was captured alive by the emperor."

Ye Fan's expression was flat, as if he was telling Buddhist allusions to believers.

Everyone below was stunned, and King Ye Yin nodded: "The Asura King is indeed defeated, but you are not the Emperor Shakti, so this time it is the Asura King who wins." ”

"How do you know I'm not Shakti?"

Ye Fan's hands were separated, and the endless Buddha light rose to the sky, and all his spells dissipated, all of which turned into Dharma at this moment.

"Well!"

The second word of the six words sounded, Ye Fan opened his mouth and drank, and thousands of Buddha lights turned into heavy hammers, instantly knocking King Ye Yin back.

A crack appeared in King Hagakure's katana again, and there was a clicking sound.

"Good!" Ye Yinwang's pupils dilated, and his weird smile changed again, and his facial features became distorted.

He waved his katana, and the human sword was one, killing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was not shocked, he turned into a Buddha at this moment, and at that moment just now, he had entered the realm of Buddhism.

Taking the Buddha to Shura is the supreme principle of Buddhism.

Ye Fan flew into the sky, his hands were folded, and the six-character mantra flew in the sky, if there was substance.

King Ye Yin chased after him, and the bright sword light slashed down.

Ye Fan's palm shot out, as if the sky was pressing down, with an irresistible momentum.

"Well!"

He drank it again, and the Buddha light all over his body was suddenly retracted, and there was no evil spirit.

King Ye Yin's eyes narrowed, his footsteps stagnated, and he said in disbelief: "This is not Buddhism!" ”

"This is Shakti." Ye Fan said softly, the laws dissipated, and he incarnated as the Lord of the Heavenly Dome, calmly looking at King Ye Yin.

Shakti is the god of heaven and man, the god of Buddhism, and the twenty heavens of Indian Buddhism, the god of the sky, and there is no exact concept.

Ye Fan dealt with King Ye Yin, the laws failed, his cultivation still couldn't catch up with King Ye Yin, and the only way was to use Buddha to fight Shura.

This is what the Kyushu master told before.

Ye Fan opened the Dharma at a critical moment, and his supernatural powers came from him, and he became the Emperor Shakti!

"Impossible! How can you incarnate as Shakti? ”

King Ye Yin was shocked, and the palm of the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"You can incarnate as an asura, why can't I incarnate as Shakti?"

Ye Fan's momentum was pressed, and the Buddha's light was full of light, and in this Buddha's light, his realm also appeared.

The realm formed by the light of the Buddha, the supreme deity of ancient Indian Buddhism, the Emperor Shakti descended here.

Ye Fan stepped down, as if the sky was going down, and with every step, the space where Ye Yin King was located collapsed a point.

King Ye Yin's weird smile showed a little horror, and he raised his sword sharply, letting out a shura roar.

"I am at war with the heavens, and I am never afraid!" King Ye Yin roared, his body and body were combined into one, and he killed the heavens.

His cultivation is exhausted, and the katana is like a long rainbow, and he is going to break through the twenty heavens.

The sky is mighty, like the Milky Way falling nine days, and the sword light breaks through the sky, unstoppable, dazzling.

"I am heaven, you can't break it!" Ye Fan said a word, and the hands of the twenty heavens clapped it.

He is the heavens, and he is Shakti!

This palm is the palm of the heavens, and King Ye Yin let out a miserable howl, and was knocked down by Ye Fan's palm.

The unstoppable katana turned into two pieces, one flying into the sea, and the other was caught in the hands of King Hagakure.

King Ye Yin was once again loaded into the desert, vomiting blood.

He trembled and stared incredulously at the half-cut katana in his hand, the katana that had accompanied him for two hundred years was broken.

Everyone in the distance was stunned, the wind and sand were silent, the crowd was silent, and it was extremely dead silence.

Ye Fan walked down from the twenty heavens, and the Buddha's light had already dispersed.

The sky was blue, and the sea breeze was blowing, carrying a hot fishy smell.

Ye Fan looked at King Ye Yin quietly and shook his head gently: "You are pursuing the Shura Dao too much, I will not defeat you today, and you will be devoured by Shura sooner or later." ”

King Ye Yin's lips trembled, and he knelt weakly, his head pressed against the sand, and blood and tears flowed out.

He was defeated.

The Nara desert was silent, and Ye Fan was calm and indifferent.

But in the eyes of everyone, he is the god of the twenty heavens, the emperor Shakti!

Everyone was shocked and unconsciously retreated, and even the Huaxia people felt Ye Fan's heavenly might.

On the shore in the distance, the barefoot girl put down two hermit crabs, and her small, white and tender paws stepped on the sand, leaving a line of footprints.

"It's amazing, but I don't like stinky men."

The bell rang and the girl was gone.