Tantric Mahamudra? Bluffing stuff. ”

Looking at the huge hand that held up the sky, Fan Ren snorted coldly, and a slowly rotating Taiji diagram appeared under his feet.

The black and white air currents rose from the Taiji diagram.

Fan Ren stretched out his hands, palms facing down, the two colors of air flowed direction, Fan Ren's palms converged, and soon turned into two dark air masses.

"Walk you!"

Fan Ren pushed his palms flat, and the two clouds of dark air gathered together to form an equally huge gray palm.

Almost instantly, it collided with Fan Ren's large gray handprint.

……

"Hello?! Master Jen?! ”

"Huh?!"

Fan Ren heard a familiar voice in his ears, was slightly stunned, shook his head, and came back to his senses.

The scene in front of him changed for a while, and after Fan Ren saw it clearly. But I found that there was no shadow of a tantric monk anywhere.

I'm not in any alley at all.

Instead, he was sitting at a round plastic table in the open air. looked at a string of big waists that seemed to be undercooked in a daze.

"Young Master Ren, do you know that you are very excessive, and you don't listen to me."

A young girl sitting across from Fan Ren. He looked at Fan Ren with an unhappy look on his lips, and his big eyes flickered, which was very moving.

It's Xie Miao.

The woman with whom he had an intricate relationship.

"Humph! Isn't it normal for him to ignore you?! ”

On the side, Chen Ting, who had always maintained a healthy competitive relationship with Xie Miao, suddenly said coldly.

"Someone like you...... It should be ...... I killed you, and then you fell into the eighteen layers of hell. ”

What the hell!?

Fan Ren, who was a little dazed, was very shocked to find that Chen Ting seemed to have taken the wrong script of the TV series of the second middle disease. said a very inexplicable line.

Before Fan Ren could react, Chen Ting instantly took out a shiny katana out of nowhere and slashed at Xie Miao's neck.

"Huh."

With a clear sound, a head rose into the sky, and [Xie Miao] was in a different place in an instant, from the headless body in front of Fan Ren. In an instant, streams of viscous red liquid erupted and splashed onto Fan Ren's face.

I said...... Even if you're going to attack me with illusions, can you make it a little more realistic? Your family's blood is as thick as ketchup. ”

Fan Ren stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the artificial plasma-like liquid on his face, which was very insincere. With a look of indifference, he watched the woman in front of him kill each other. is still complaining about something.

Suddenly, a bright katana stabbed through the darkness on Fan Ren's right side, aiming directly at Fan Ren's waist. Attempted Fan Ren to come with a fierce kidney blow.

"Really...... Can you guys be a little more creative? ”

Fan Ren didn't look at it, and the tip of his right finger stretched out. Two fingers instantly clamped the bright katana.

Immediately after, Fan Ren's fingers lit up with a brilliant blue thunderbolt, and he kept jumping on the blade of the katana.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Fan Ren's brows furrowed slightly, revealing an incredible expression, and then, an icy cold current surged out from Fan Ren's right arm.

The blue thunder that jumped from Fan Ren's fingertips instantly turned black, and then Fan Ren twisted slightly, and the blade of the seemingly very strong katana instantly broke into two knots.

"Yo! You ninjas, you're already poor with toy katanas? ”

The corners of Fan Ren's mouth turned up slightly. With a sneering arc, he turned and looked to his right.

I saw a tall, thin man in a black tights, wrapping himself like a rice dumpling, revealing only a pair of ugly triangular eyes, holding a broken katana, standing there like this.

"In that case, you should die."

Fan Ren waved his finger lightly, and the half-cut katana that Fan Ren forcibly unscrewed off flashed with black thunder, shooting straight towards the big black zongzi.

"Phew!"

Somehow, the big black tall man seemed to be stunned there, not dodging or dodging, and was pierced by the half-cut blade with thunder light.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the tall, thin ninja who had been pierced turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, on the ground where Fan Ren was standing, two hands suddenly came out and clasped Fan Ren's ankles.

Then, the two women and a corpse that had been sitting on the edge of the table and had long been ignored turned into clouds of green smoke and disappeared into the air in an instant.

The next moment, Fan Ren felt that there were gusts of wind on the left and right sides of his body and above his head.

Three bright katanas, divided into three directions, stabbed at Fan Ren at the same time.

"Boring."

Fan Ren snorted coldly, and a pattern of Taiji diagram appeared under his feet, and then spun rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the pair of arms that held Fan Ren's ankles were quickly consumed and shattered as if they had entered a meat grinder, and then quickly absorbed by the Taiji diagram at Fan Ren's feet.

"Guardian of the Thunder."

Fan Ren stretched out his hands and palms facing outward, and shouted softly in a low voice.

A blue hemispherical lightning light curtain instantly formed around Fan Ren's body, firmly blocking the three katana from the outside.

"With this level of illusion, it's better not to be embarrassed."

Fan Ren snorted coldly, and with a fierce blow of both fists, the thunder and lightning light curtain disappeared instantly, and then the blue electricity scurried around, and soon the owners of the three katanas, three female ninjas in tights. Get involved.

After the three female ninjas were caught in the lightning, they also turned into clouds of green smoke and disappeared into the air.

"It's kind of interesting."

After the three female ninjas turned into green smoke, Fan Ren was stunned again. Then he suddenly raised his head, and suddenly saw a pure gold giant Buddha with a height of more than 100 feet, squinting his eyes, just looking at himself.

And Fan Ren, from the very beginning, stood in the middle of his palm.

"Yo...... I'd like to see how heavy this illusion is. ”

Fan Ren smiled slightly. knew in his heart that since he saw the so-called one-minded monk, he had actually fallen into a serial illusion.

It's just that this serial fantasy looks a little special, and in the two very forced illusions, a mess is mixed in.

However, the portrait of this big Buddha is made a little bit like that.

"I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost here."

Fan Ren's voice just fell. Dots of golden particles suddenly floated out of his body.

It was the gold dust of the ashes of the skull of the Dharma Ring.

Although he said that the Dharma precept was on his deathbed, because of Fan Ren's words, he truly realized that he had abandoned the shackles imposed on him by Buddhism, and it seemed that he had broken away from Buddhism.

But the great merit of suppressing thousands of evil spirits is by no means comparable to this one fake.

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