Shi Chen's face was a little helpless, the sword intent was worthy of the sword intent, and then his face was solemn, and his mind suddenly moved.

Rumble!

A huge roar rang out, and the Buddha statue exploded.

Mo floated away from his body and then retreated, and the golden light bloomed on Shi Chen's body, sitting upright on the high platform.

The Spirit Devouring Sword trembled slightly, and Mo Li looked at Shi Chen calmly: "Brother Shi thinks that it is not enough for you to use all your strength, why don't you fight back?"

Since Mo Li's shot, Shi Chen has been in a passive state, that is, he has been defending and not fighting back, even after the Buddha statue of the Buddha King of Fudo Ming was broken by Mo Li's sword intent, Shi Chen did not fight back, but just used the King of Fudo Ming to protect himself and shook Mo Li.

Shi Chen's face was a little helpless, and he sighed slightly: "It's not that the little monk doesn't fight back, it's that he can't pay back." ”

Mo Li was a little stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of Shi Chen.

Shi Chen said softly: "My Buddha is compassionate, the little monk doesn't want to hurt people, and he doesn't want to be killed because of something, and then he will kill in vain." ”

Mo Li was stunned: "So you have never practiced offensive methods?"

Shi Chen nodded slightly: "That's right." ”

Mo Li was stunned, and then admiration couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Mo Li believed that Shi Chen, as the inheritor of the Buddhist temple, would definitely have the opportunity to practice the hundreds of thousands of great supernatural powers of the Buddhist family, and among them even had powerful means that were not inferior to the heaven-level martial arts.

However, in order to prevent hurting people, Shi Chen actually gave up practicing offensive methods and chose a path to the end of the cultivation defensive means, which can be described as a huge alternative in the cultivation world. If he were to be Mo Li, he would never be able to do this.

Mo Li had a look of admiration on his face: "Brother Shi is really admirable." ”

Shi Chen said a little embarrassed: "The main reason is that the little monk is stupid, and he has some understanding of various self-protection methods, but for those offensive methods, the progress is extremely slow." ”

Mo Lizhong's admiration was even stronger, he knew that this was because Shi Chen's heart really had no intention of learning offensive methods, which caused his progress in this aspect to be extremely slow.

But then Mo Li was a little worried, if Shi Chen really didn't know how to attack at all, then if he made another move, wouldn't it be ......

As if seeing the sorrow on Mo Li's face, Shi Chen sighed lightly: "Mo Li's donor is the dragon and phoenix among people, and the little monk knows that he is not Mo Li's opponent, but the little monk is the inheritor of the Buddhist temple, yes."

Something had to be done. ”

His face became solemn, and he folded his hands: "Don't leave the donor, this is the means of self-protection given to me by the predecessors of the Buddhist temple, and it is my only means of attack." ”

His lips moved slightly, and esoteric Buddhist words spat out from his mouth, and a huge and solemn aura slowly emanated from his body.

Mo Li's face was solemn, and a trace of oppression gradually rose in his heart.

Suddenly, Shi Chen's eyes suddenly opened.

Bellow!

A low cry came from Shi Chen's throat, and then a golden bead slowly floated out of his mouth.

At this moment, as soon as the golden beads appeared, one illusory Buddha statue after another appeared around Shi Chen's body, and they surrounded Shi Chen's body, constantly whispering the Buddhist scriptures.

It was as if there were countless Buddhist monks chanting Buddhist scriptures at the same time, and the murmuring voice slowly echoed in the space.

"Relic!"

Mo Li's pupils shrank, and he looked at the golden bead with some shock.

He is far from the ignorant boy he was back then, and he clearly knows the power of this bead.

The relics are transformed by the Buddhist monks after sitting, and the power is unfathomable, and the more powerful the monks, the stronger the relics.

"I didn't expect this little bald head to have such a means. ”

Yan Feng frowned, he had already known Shi Chen's difficulty after fighting against Shi Chen, but he didn't expect Shi Chen to have such a hidden method.

Shi Chen looked at Mo Li apologetically: "Don't leave the donor, I'm sorry." ”

His face suddenly straightened: "Relic Golden Lotus!"

The relics shone brightly, and suddenly shot towards Mo Li, and a golden lotus appeared around the relics, wrapping the relics in it.

And in Mo Li's eyes, he seemed to see a peerless Buddhist Dao master slap at him.

When the crisis came, Mo Li's face calmed down.

Airplanes!

The golden lotus wrapped the relics and suddenly came to Mo Li's body, and the golden light permeated the entire high platform, making people can't help but squint their eyes.

What happened to Mo Li, who was completely shrouded in golden light, everyone didn't know.

The terrifying power of the relics, whether Mo Li can stop it, everyone doesn't know.

One breath and two breaths.

After a few breaths, the golden light finally weakened

Get down.

Shi Chen's complexion changed slightly, looking at Mo Li, who was gradually revealing his figure in the golden light.

He smiled bitterly: "The little monk is defeated." ”

The golden relic stood in front of Mo Li, and a spirit sword as black as ink blocked its way.

Shi Chen's right hand waved lightly, and the relics returned to his mouth.

Immediately, he looked at the ink-black spirit sword in Mo Li's hand with some curiosity, and said softly: "Dare to ask Mo Li's donor, this is the supreme treasure of the Sword Pavilion, the sword of benevolence, the Zhanlu Sword?"

Mo Li stroked the sword body and nodded slightly: "Exactly." ”

Mo Li, who was in the Creation Realm, was already barely able to exert the power of the Zhanlu Sword.

Shi Chen stepped down from the high platform, and he was unjustly defeated.

However, everyone around them all set their eyes on the Zhanlu Sword in Mo Li's hand, with different expressions. However, everyone was not much shocked, after all, Mo Li was the inheritor of the Sword Pavilion, and it was not surprising that he could get the Zhanlu Sword.

Just like Yan Feng's red lotus karmic fire, the icy Taiyin Xuanshui, and the dust-releasing relics, everyone also takes it for granted.

It's just that everyone still can't help but sigh, the things that appear today are all treasures in heaven and earth, and they are all treasures that they will never see in the past.

A fiery gaze fell on him, and Mo Li turned his head to look.

Swish!

A red light flashed, and Yan Feng had already come from the high platform on the opposite side to a place not far from Mo Li.

His eyes were a little hot: "Zhanlu sword with sword intent, it's really enviable!"

Mo Li smiled slightly: "Brother Yan has the Red Lotus Karma Fire, one of the nine source fires, but it also makes me envious. ”

Yan Feng raised his right index finger: "One move." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Li's pupils: "Okay." ”

Rumble!

The powerful aura of the two Creation Realms rose to the sky, and the red lotus karmic fire on Yan Feng's body slowly jumped, and the sword intent in Mo Li's hand was flourishing.

"Red Lotus, go!"

Yan Feng pinched the seal with both hands and screamed.

All the red lotus karmic fire on his body suddenly rose into the air, condensed into a huge fire lotus, and shot towards Mo Li.

Zhan Lu's sword trembled slightly, and slashed lightly in space.

"Dry up and dry down!"

Mo Xuan silently chanted, and the sword intent bloomed wildly.

Endless thunder erupted, colliding with the huge fire lotus.

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