Chapter One Hundred and Four: Throbbing!

"Everything about the Buddha today is replaced by this scar, what if you add a few more?" Wuhua said hideously.

It's not so much hideousness as persistence.

In his eyes, there was not the slightest distraction, there was only a desire for this battle.

As for the blood feud, he was also shocked at this time, and above his heart, the looseness was getting bigger and bigger.

He didn't expect that there was no flower...... It turned out to be an injury.

Moreover, in this situation, he fought hard against his one hundred and eight brothers, leaving his hands everywhere and not killing a single person.

Nothing else is acceptable, just this courage, just this persistence, it is worth moving.

"Sure enough, it's a man, so, you go, I can give you a chance, wait for your wounds to heal, and then fight, at any time, as long as you can suppress me and wait, we will surrender to you." Blood Thousand Feud said.

At this time, he was already shocked by Wuhua's performance, and his heart was loose, and he wanted to confirm it, whether it was possible for Wuhua to do what he said about the ability to enter that world.

Wuhua smiled faintly, and her handsome face was alluded to by blood: "No need, in my Huahua's dictionary, there is no word back." ”

"Well, what a young frivolity! Wuhua, if you can defeat my brother, you and I will fight, no matter whether you win or lose, I will follow you as you wish! Blood Thousand Feud said.

"Hehe, since I want you to follow, how can I not defeat you in a battle. Otherwise, what face do I have for you to follow. ”

After Wuhua finished speaking, there was no longer the slightest hesitation, and endless power burst out from the tight skin, but at this time, the effect of the Arhat's golden body disappeared completely, and all the golden spots disappeared.

"Kill!" Wuhua shouted and rushed into the crowd, fighting alone.

The shadow of the sword and the sword, alluding to the sky.

The air was full of murderous intent.

……

Thousands of miles away, Wuhua fought bloodily, at this time, in the Tianlong Temple, Lin Yun was waiting, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if it was a whim.

"How so?"

Lin Yun's face was painful, and this pain appeared directly in his heart, as if he was suffering from a loved one.

"What's wrong?" The puja asked.

"It's fine!" Lin Yun suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and his gaze recovered from the battle group in the square, at this time, the battle between the disciples between Puren and Dongye was still wrapped in the light of the spiritual platform, and the earth was full of rocks and smoke. If you want to see through the results, it is not a matter of time.

And even Guangcheng's gaze also changed at this moment, because he never thought that this Puren would have such a great opportunity to condense the Yuan Shen Law in an instant, and even be able to fight with Dongye to this extent.

However, there was no worry on his face, but a light smile, as if he didn't care at all, as if there was any accident in Dongye.

And on the side of the Festival, although I am worried in my heart, I also know that all I can do at this time is wait.

Therefore, Lin Yun's abnormality will only be noticed at this moment.

"I don't know, all of a sudden, my heart is sad. It felt as if something bad was going to happen. Lin Yun said truthfully, without the slightest concealment.

"On a whim?" The face of the puja changed at this moment.

"Among my Buddhas, although I am a Buddha, I am unexpected, but I am dedicated to the Buddha. In the underworld, there will naturally be Buddha power to hold each other, and there will be my Buddha to protect each other. Your feelings must not be for no reason, maybe something has happened in your life that has something to do with you. It's just that the ...... puja that has a lot to do with you now is deep in thought.

"Senior brother!" Lin Yun's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, if what the Fa would say was true, then all he could think of, the one who was implicated with him must only be his senior brother.

But the puja was silent at the moment, and what he just said was just a kind of what the ancestors of Buddhism said

Perception, he didn't believe it at first, but what Lin Yun said was the same as what he said back then.

The puja was relieved: "Maybe it's just your momentary throbbing, but what the truth is, it must be as I said." ”

Lin Yun forced himself to calm down, but in his eyes, there was an indescribable anger. looked at Fa Zhi and the others again, but they were opposite!

……

At the same time, above the border of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, inside the city of Buddha.

The monsters are raging, and the two armies are facing each other.

On the war horse, the two people standing in the front were at this moment, looking at each other at the same time, covering their hearts in pain.

"Senior brother, do you feel it too?"

The one who speaks is lifeless, and the other side is fruitless.

"Also? Senior brother, you mean, you also feel a tingling in your heart, a kind of sadness? Fruitless said.

"It seems that between you and my brothers, someone must be in some predicament. At this time, he is suffering immensely. Wusheng analyzed.

"No, senior brother, how can you have this kind of thought, you and I are safe and sound now, and the little junior brother is in Tianlong Temple, there should be no mistakes. And with the ability of the lifeless senior brother, and the style of acting in the wind, how could there be an accident! He said fruitlessly, but his tone was a little weak, and it was getting lower and lower, and in the end, a tear appeared in his eye.

"Calm down, you have to believe your second senior brother. Wuhua is the one who thinks the most of the four of us, as you said, this character dictates that even if he faces any danger, he will turn it into a disaster. ”

Wusheng said firmly, between his two clenches, he shot out, and a demon beast that came to the door was directly pierced through his chest, and the beast was drenched in blood!

……

As for the flowerlessness of the person they feel in their hearts at the moment, they are still in endless fighting at this time.

"Sixth!" Wuhua opened his mouth miserably, and there were new wounds on his body, knife wounds, sword wounds, and gunshot wounds...... Scarred!

The dense wounds were bloody at this moment, and without the blessing of the Arhat's golden body, all the injuries at this moment were borne by the strength of the body.

The copper skin and iron bones can only show that the physical body is far beyond ordinary people, and it does not mean that it is invulnerable. What's more, at this time, all they used were soldiers who were soaked in the blood of the enemy, and the bloody aura itself was extremely full.

In addition, the cultivation of more than a dozen people is not bad, and under the encirclement, like a battle formation, more than a dozen people, you retreat and I advance, you disturb me to attack!

There was almost no gap in Wuhua, not even a chance to breathe.

But even in this case, he was still killed by no peanuts, more than a dozen people, and then six people.

And the injuries suffered by these six people are not light, although they have not been injured to the root, but it is no longer possible to get up.

The blood on the other side changed again, and between the deep groaning, he no longer knew what words to use to express the emotions in his heart.