Chapter 103: The Strongest Sword VS the Strongest Defense
"Actually, the last sentence is the point!" I sat on the sidelines and joked.
She glanced at me, and said in a cold voice, "Now is not the time to talk about this, my sword qi can't trap them for long!" β
"Can you beat him?" I couldn't believe it.
"Although I am in the same Heavenly Spirit Realm as that guy, I was a true god when I was alive.
He can't compare! The woman stood up and looked at Zhao Hui on the side and shouted confidently.
At this moment, a loud bang came from the place surrounded by sword qi.
Zhao Hui slowly walked out of it, "It's not up to you to win, it's not up to you, right." Suppress the demon Arhat. β
Behind him, the Buddha nodded slightly, and then the Buddha's horn sounded.
I felt dizzy, but the Buddha's body skyrocketed to more than three meters tall under the blessing of the Buddha's name.
Under the golden light, the scriptures shone on his muscular skin. The twelve Buddhist beads around his neck surrounded his body.
The sword god's face sank when she looked at this scene, her wings spread behind her back, and she was quietly suspended in the air as if she was brewing something.
She closed her eyes, her heart was not distracted, and she flashed to the side of the Buddha with her elegant and chic footwork and waved the long sword in her hand, stabbing out one after another, and the moves were closely connected, without gaps, and a sword was as fast as a sword.
In an instant, more than a dozen sharp sword moves rained down on the Buddha's body.
The Buddha shook his head and smiled, took a step with his left foot, and the sound of the Buddha's horn sounded in his mouth.
At the same time, the twelve Buddha beads emitted golden light and attacked the woman at different angles.
The sword god raised her sword to block back, and in a hurry, she was hit in the left shoulder, and she retreated in pain, only to find that the fierce attack just now only left a faint trace on the Buddha's body.
"Thisβ" she looked at the Buddha incredulously.
When Zhao Hui saw this scene, he chuckled and said, "Did you see it?" The Demon Suppression Arhat is the existence with the highest defensive power among the four envoys of Huangquan.
He has the highest method of physical training in Buddhism back then-the Prajna Golden Body Decision, as well as the Demon Suppression Wheel Seal to restrain all evil.
Although you are not an evil spirit, you will not be able to break through the defenses of the demon suppressor with your damage. And you can't resist the attack of the twelve Dharma-strengthened glazed relics around him. β
"That's it!" The woman smiled faintly, not showing the panic that Zhao Hui expected.
"Actually, as long as those annoying orbs break his defenses before they are activated, we can defeat you!" The sword god smiled.
"But you can't break your attack!" Zhao Hui smiled playfully.
"And what if you gather all your strength and only attack a little?" The sword god raised the sword in his hand as he spoke, pointing to the sky.
Watching her movements, Zhao Hui was a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down, "Then it's good to gamble." β
"Demon Suppression Arhat, use the Vajra Heavenly Canopy!" He shouted at the demon arhat in front of him.
The arhat nodded, and with the change of the Buddha name in his mouth, twelve relics beads crossed in front of him in a strange form, and the twelve relics beads together emitted a dazzling light and connected with each other.
A huge square transparent shield as sharp as glass appeared in front of the Buddha.
"Is this a complete defense? In this case, the twelve Buddha beads he set in the giant shield are weak points. She thought to herself as she gathered her strength.
In the next moment, the three-foot-long sword was wrapped in a steady stream of spiritual energy, and the silver light shone, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred-foot giant sword. Half the sky was covered. The sword god stood in mid-air, holding a giant sword.
He shouted, "This sword is called Ling Xiao!" β
"That's... What is that? Sun Wen in the field looked at the giant sword phantom, as if her breath had stagnated.
Above the giant sword phantom, a blue and a red, two colors of qi were entwined. There was a thunderous sound.
The sword god held the giant sword in his hand, and watched the Buddha slash down with a sword, and the giant sword wrapped in the monstrous waves descended on this world like a divine punishment.
The twelve Buddha beads let out a mournful roar under the sword momentum, and they continued to shatter one after another.
As the last bead dissipated, the strongest defensive array completely collapsed. The sword continued to rush directly towards the Buddha.
The sword qi stretched for hundreds of miles and almost stretched across the entire city, and the originally flat ground was cut out of a flat ravine that was five meters deep.
This sword is peerless!