When someone gives you a thumbs up, you have to be wary.

Because he may not be complimenting you, but more likely aiming at you, ready to shoot at you!

"Vulcan Cannon!!"

This artillery, Yu Heng had seen it from afar in a large camp of the Yuan clan, and was regarded as the first killing weapon of the Great Yuan.

The power of a single shell is enough to change the face of the terrain.

If he was hit head-on by a cannonball at such a close distance, Yu Heng didn't dare to imagine if he would still be alive.

In a moment of surprise in his heart, a scorching fire erupted from the cannon mouth of the black hole, which made Yu Heng's whole body chill for a while, and he screamed and wanted to dodge backwards.

However, the gift that Zhao Ke had prepared early on, of course, had to be sent into Yu Heng's arms steadily, how could Yu Heng leave so easily.

I saw that countless trees and vines around the ground were rolling, forming a net of heaven and earth, and quickly converged around Yuheng.

"This guy!"

Sensing that something was wrong, Yu Heng subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhao Ke, and found that Zhao Ke's figure had already dodged, standing not far away, waving to him.

"Bye-bye!"

Zhao Ke had a smile on his face, and Yu Heng wanted to rush up and tear this face that made him hate.

"Boom!"

It was too late, but it was too fast, and with a loud rumbling sound, the firelight was vented from the cracks in the vines, forming a huge fireball that rose from the ground to the sky.

For a moment, the whole valley shook.

The three-precept monk coolie parried the great shaman who came to kill,

At this time, the violent vibration and firelight reflected on his face, and the golden Buddha light overflowed from the eyes of the Sanjie monk, and his eyes swept away against the firelight, and his expression suddenly made it difficult to see the pole for a while.

His heart sank slightly, and after a brief moment of entanglement in the eyes of the Sanjie monk, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

The left hand is the vajra seal, and the right hand is the arhat finger.

Under the urging of the Dharma seal, the eyebrows of the monk of the three precepts saw a golden relic quietly born, and as soon as the relic came out, the surrounding space suddenly froze, as if time was slowing down.

In the face of the attacking bone staff, the Sanjie monk looked sad and helpless.

However, he only raised his arm and slammed it on the Great Shaman's bone staff.

Suddenly, I only heard "Bang! After that, the time between the two seemed to pause for a moment under this scream.

Immediately, in the horrified eyes of everyone, I saw a black crack forming a visible ripple between the two, and where the crack passed, the surrounding space seemed to be silently torn apart.

"Ahh

After a brief pause, he heard the great shaman let out a scream and his body flew out suddenly.

Both of them are the most powerful masters in the world.

The monk of the three precepts inherited a body of Buddha power from Dajue, plus his own penance, which is equivalent to the merit of two lifetimes.

Although shamanism has declined, it has never been passed down through the generations.

Now the strength of the great shaman is no less than him, with the ancestral bones that have been handed down from generation to generation in his hands, it is enough to press the Sanjie monk in strength.

At this time, the battle between the two was fierce, but it ended with the great shaman flying out.

It was a surprise.

I saw that the figure of the great shaman quickly regained its balance in mid-air, and after landing steadily on the fortress wall, a mouthful of blood spat out of its mouth.

Immediately, he looked at the Sanjie monk in surprise for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.

took off the wine gourd on his waist, didn't care about the serious injuries on his body, and took a sip: "Hurry! ”

It was a quick sound, but I saw the big shaman put away the ancestral bones in his hand and sat on the ground casually, as if he had no intention of continuing to fight with Sanjie.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Sanjie's expression was complicated, and he looked inside the fortress.

Even though they were far away, their eyes were locked on Zhao Ke's body in an instant.

It was far away, at least a thousand kilometers away, but Zhao Ke seemed to feel that Sanjie was in front of him.

The sharp eyes made Zhao Ke feel like a needle prick all over his body, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at the Sanjie monk in the distance.

"How did this guy's strength suddenly become so strong?"

Zhao Ke could clearly feel that the aura on the Sanjie monk had changed dramatically from before.

"Monk, I can't beat you, but you can only take one of the two people."

The big shaman held a wine gourd in his hand, looked at the monk of the three rings with a half-squinted eye, and said casually.

The monk of the three precepts folded his hands and leaned out his palms, but he saw that the surrounding void was twisted, and a great Buddha light illuminated half of the air.

There seemed to be bursts of Buddha's chanting coming from nothingness, but when one listened carefully, it was impossible to hear it.

The three precepts are showered in the light of the Buddha, and he is really like a living Buddha, with a solemn face, and he is as sloppy as before.

His skin was as smooth as a baby, and his whole person seemed to be a teenager younger, and his eyes were as hot as a spark and as deep as the ocean.

With a sweep of his eyes, Zhao Ke's body stiffened, and a great sense of oppression struck, making Zhao Ke only feel his scalp tingle.

He knew that Sanjie had suddenly become stronger, but he didn't know that it would make him feel suffocated like this.

This guy's strength has at least reached the standard of a senior postman, and even Zhao Ke has an illusion that if Sanjie wants to kill himself at this time, he only needs to raise his finger.

At that time, I am afraid that no one will be able to stop him, and he will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but quickly call out the Great Xia Ding.

But not waiting for Zhao Ke to make a move.

I saw an angry roar gushing out from the huge fireball wrapped in tree vines on the side, and then Yu Heng's figure flew out of the flames.

Fly?

To be precise, it was forcibly pulled out by a ray of Buddha light.

Yuheng can become a candidate for the Constant, and is given high hopes by the Constant, and his strength is indeed extraordinary.

Even if it is a Vulcan cannon, the power is no less than that of the railgun, and under such a close frontal explosion, this guy is still alive.

Of course, it's just a little miserable, and it seems that this guy's injuries are not light.

At this time, he was pulled by a wave of Buddha light, and he could see that Yu Heng had countless wounds on his body, and on his tired expression, only those eyes were always angry at his body.

Immediately, the Buddha's light flashed, and he saw the monk of the three precepts stretching out his hand and patting Yu Heng's shoulder, and a burst of strange scriptures echoed in Yu Heng's ears, making the anger on Yu Heng's face gradually disappear, and gradually returned to calm, and finally fell asleep deeply.

Seeing this in the distance, Zhao Ke couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face a few times, and scolded secretly: "Yes, work for nothing, this kid is cheap." ”

It turned out that Sanjie sensed the monstrous anger in Yuheng's heart.

actually did not hesitate to spend his efforts, and used the Great Compassion Sutra to dissolve the resentment in Yuheng's heart, after that, I am afraid that Yuheng will be a blessing in disguise, and his strength can go up again.

I'm afraid that Yuheng knows, and I guess I have to thank myself.

"Amitabha!"

The monk of the three precepts had a compassionate face, and after looking at Zhao Ke with a complicated expression, he made a Buddhist salute to the great shaman with one hand, and left quickly with Yuheng's figure in the other.

At this time, Zhao Ke walked to the side of the big shaman, and saw the big shaman holding the wine gourd, lying on the ground drinking, as if he didn't care about what happened before.

Zhao Ke simply sat down with him, didn't care if there was dust on the ground, took out his pipe from the postal book, and asked while padding the tobacco: "You are really big, and you are not afraid that he will really take me away." ”

In response to Zhao Ke's ridicule, the big shaman didn't even raise his eyelids, shook his head and smiled confidently: "No!" ”

"So you can stop him?"

Zhao Ke's eyes lit up and he continued to ask.

"Can't stop it!"

The great shaman was telling the truth, with the ancestral bones in his hands, he had the strength to suppress the head of the Sanjie monk.

But when the power of the Sanjie monk soared, the great shaman knew that he was not the opponent of this guy.

Zhao Ke asked what had just happened, but the great shaman only frowned sharply, and after a long while, he smiled coldly and said: "What is there to say about picking up people's teeth and wisdom, inheriting the mantle of his predecessors, even if he can ascend to the sky in one step, but it is not perfect after all." ”

It turned out that at the critical moment, Sanjie weighed left and right in his heart, and fused the Buddha bone relics left by Dajue with himself.

After two lifetimes of penance, he finally achieved good results and achieved a strong Buddha body of a monk with three precepts.

But as the great shaman said.

This approach is not satisfactory after all, because there is still one ring missing, don't underestimate this one, it is like an inconspicuous notch in a Swarovski goblet.

Even if the notch is concealed by the perfect cup shape and the translucent and flawless crystals.

But the gap will linger like a scar, rendering this perfect work of art worthless.

Sanjie is also because of this problem, he was decisive in the past, and he showed a tangled look.

This is an irreparable mistake.

When Zhao Ke heard this, he couldn't help but spit out the smoke ring in his mouth: "But you can't guarantee that this guy will not slaughter me." ”

Before that, the great shaman patted his thigh and assured himself that he would definitely keep him safe.

The Great Shaman smiled mysteriously.

Yu Guang looked at Zhao Ke's thighs, as if waiting for Zhao Ke's expression.

Zhao Ke knew very well what the old man was going to do, his eyelids jumped, and his whole face darkened by three points.

If it weren't for the strength of the great shaman being too strong, Zhao Ke would have the idea of wanting to beat this old guy.

Compared with the sambar deer and the old tree, Zhao Ke suddenly felt that it was not a good thing to have too many old men.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Ke finally said coldly: "10 seconds." ”

He was really curious as to why the Great Shaman dared to ensure his safety.

The great shaman shook his head and insisted, "A stick of incense! ”

"30 seconds, if it doesn't work, forget it!" Zhao Ke viciously put his pipe to his mouth and took a deep breath.

Seeing this, the great shaman's eyes lit up and asked, "Can you ......?"

Without waiting for the great shaman to finish speaking, Zhao Ke immediately screamed and added: "You can only watch!" ”

Although this answer was not satisfactory for the Great Shaman, it was sufficient.

Xiang Zhao Kexiao asked, "What is the reason why the Buddha is great?" ”

“？？？”

Zhao Ke looked stunned, I don't know why the great shaman suddenly asked this question at this time?