Chapter 67: Zilong

The fierce battle between Yang Guang and the Buddha Faxiang caused a radius of dozens of miles to change, and many masters sensed the movement here, but few dared to come to see the excitement, and the battle of this level was not something they could participate in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A few miles away from the battlefield, Zhang Daoyi and Yuwen Tuo were concentrating on observing the battle between the two, whether it was the Buddha's Dharma Phase's Rulai Divine Palm or Yang Guang's Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, they had faintly surpassed the level of the Supreme Grand Master, and observing the battle between Yang Guang and the Buddha's Dharma was beneficial to both of them.

Yang Guang's knife technique is wide open and closed, although there is no order, but there is a momentum of nothing and no slash, in his heart, his knife is the sharpest, so he can cut nothing, this is a kind of paranoia, but it is precisely because of this paranoia that his knife is extremely terrifying.

"Because of paranoia, he is a demon, and the Primordial Heavenly Demon does not seem to be all the evil thoughts of the Primordial Tianzun, there should be the paranoia of the Primordial Tianzun!" Sensing the charm of Yang Guang's knife technique, Zhang Daoyi's mind turned.

As the battle between the two of them heats up, the Jinshan Temple below has become a ruin at this time, the sound of wailing comes and goes, the immortals fight mortals suffer, in the battle between Yang Guang and the Buddha, these mortals are like ants.

Whether it is Zhang Daoyi or Yuwen Tuo, there is no idea of saving these mortals, these people below are all close to Buddhism according to reason, and many of them are monks of Jinshan Temple, they can all be regarded as enemies, maybe some of them are innocent, but Zhang Daoyi and Yuwen Tuo are not soft-hearted people.

Although Yuwen Tuo is compassionate, he still has the decision to sit in his current position, and if he really counts it, the blood in his hands is more than Zhang Daoyi's four lives combined.

On a hill more than ten miles away, a white-robed young general stood with a gun, he was Zhao Yun of Liu Que.

Mr. Wolong sent him to Chang'an to find out Yang Guang's reality, and now he had just felt that Chang'an had discovered the fierce battle here.

"That person is Yang Guang?" Zhao Yun looked at Yang Guang who was fighting against the Buddha's Dharma, he had not seen Yang Guang, once when Yang Guang took a boat to the south of the Yangtze River, he had seen Yang Guang.

At that time, Yang Guang was just a mortal with a weak body, and his limbs were hollowed out by wine, but now he has an invincible momentum in his gestures, his eyes are shining, and the galloping qi and blood in his body make Zhao Yun a little surprised.

"What kind of chance can make this faint king transform into what he is now?"

"Is it really as the Buddha said, being taken away by the extraterritorial heavenly demons?"

Zhao Yun used to believe in Buddhism at all, thinking that some things in Buddhism were only used to fool mortals, but now he believes in it.

Immediately, Zhao Yun looked at the Buddha Faxiang who was fighting with Yang Guang, and his heart was a little uneasy: "The Rulai Divine Palm of Jinshan Temple has been cultivated again, and it is really deep!" ā€

It is rumored that no one has cultivated this set of martial arts for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect that Jinshan Temple has now cultivated this martial arts, but it is just hidden very deep, not for outsiders.

Legend has it that when the Buddha attained enlightenment, he saw the suffering of all beings in heaven and earth, so he combined the wisdom and wisdom of his own enlightenment, enlightenment, and enlightenment with the incomparable power of heaven and earth.

This set of mastery is divided into ten types, each of which has an unpredictable power, according to legend, on the day of the Buddha's enlightenment, there are ten thousand demons attacking, wanting to devour the flesh and blood of the Buddha, the Buddha's light of the Buddha first appeared, with the light of the Buddha of enlightenment shining in thousands of dimensions to destroy the demons, the Buddha's light of this type of initial appearance is the foundation of the Buddha's palm.

"The host watches the battle of the two supreme grandmasters, and the experience points increase by three thousand points!"

Just as Zhao Yun was watching the battle between Yang Guang and the Buddha's Faxiang, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and a smile appeared on Zhao Yun's face when he heard this voice.

This voice came from a strange treasure called "The Strongest Martial Arts System", this strange treasure was when he saw a meteorite outside the sky when he was a child, and when he found the fallen meteorite, the meteorite disappeared directly, and there was an extra treasure in his mind.

After decades of exploration, Zhao Yun has found a way to use this system, he needs to fight or watch the battle of the strong to get something that is clearly experience points, and these experience points can help him practice the exercises, or cultivate martial arts.

Not only that, but if you have enough experience points, you can also exchange martial arts in the system.

Now he has such cultivation, most of it is because of the help of this strange treasure.

"These two people are really powerful, just after observing for a while, they actually provided me with three thousand experience points!" Zhao Yun muttered to himself in a low voice.

As his cultivation improves, it becomes more and more difficult to gain experience points, and observing battles at the same level as himself will not provide him with any experience points at all, only those who are stronger than himself are useful.

He had observed the battle between Mr. Wolong of Liu Que and Mr. Sima of Cao Que, both of whom were supreme grandmasters, but a battle provided him with 2,000 points of experience, which shows the strength of Yang Guang and the Buddha's Dharma.

At this moment, Yang Guang, who was in contact with the Buddha, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Zhao Yun was, he felt a peeping dare, and at this moment Zhao Yun's hair stood on end all over his body, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped him.

"He found me!"

Fortunately, Yang Guang was entangled by the Buddha's Dharma and had no time to take care of Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, although it was just a casual glance at Yang Guang, but he felt the crisis of death.

"You can't stay here for long!"

Zhao Yun took one last look at the battlefield and left here, Yang Guang gave him a terrible feeling.

"Boom!"

Yang Guang brandished the magic knife, and there was a violent collision with the Buddha's Dharma Phase, and a knife slashed out with a hundred zhang knife gang, and slashed at the Buddha's Dharma Minister's arm.

Compared with the six-zhang tall Buddha Dharma, Yang Guang is extremely small, but in his tiny body, it seems to contain infinite power, and the Buddha Dharma Phase, which is stabbed one after another, keeps retreating.

The golden Buddha light and the black demonic qi were entangled, and the situation began to stalemate for a while, but this situation was very beneficial to Yang Guang.

Although the Buddha's Dharma is powerful, it is difficult to last, the consumption of every breath is massive, even though the Jinshan Temple has accumulated for thousands of years, it is still difficult to hold on for long, and the balance of victory is tilting towards Yang Guang's side.

"Yang Guang shouldn't have gone all out yet, I don't know what he's calculating?" Zhang Daoyi pondered Yang Guang's moves, and felt that Yang Guang seemed to be hiding clumsily this time.

Not only his own strength, but even the power of the magic knife Yang Guang was not completely stimulated.