Chapter 50 Killing the Buddha

On the official road, a rough voice came, but with a hint of undisguised surprise.

The ox cart gradually stopped, Lin Ren and Xing'er looked at each other slightly, and then slowly lifted the curtain.

Outside the ox cart, a young monk dressed in a sloppy monk's robe and riding on the back of a thin ox was staring at Lin Ren curiously with a pair of innocent eyes.

Looking at the other party's grease, almost unrecognizable monk's robe of its original color, and a dirty face full of dirt, Lin Ren felt that the other party's bright and innocent big eyes were even more commendable.

"Great, the master is riding on the back of the thin cow, but what's the matter?" Seeing the other party behaving like this, Lin Ren was also a little stunned.

However, in the face of Lin Ren's questioning, the young monk pinched his chin with his hand in an old-fashioned manner, and looked Lin Ren in the car up and down with a pair of bright eyes, and only after a long time did he doubt:

"You, you're the elder of the Heavenly Star Sect?"

Seeing that the other party treated his sweetheart so rudely, Xing'er was angry, his apricot eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted: "Hey, who are you?

Xing'er's words were obviously full of anger, but what he didn't expect was that in the face of Xing'er, who was slightly angry, the young monk was not affected at all, because he didn't even look at Xing'er at all.

Staring at Lin Ren, the young monk suddenly jumped up from the back of the ox, and landed steadily outside Zhangyu Kai, there was already a rusty Zen staff in his hand, and he saluted with one hand, his voice was calm, but his words were amazing:

"Donor, kill life for benevolence, you can be a Buddha! Little monk kills Buddha, I want to ask the donor to fight with me!"

At this moment, Xing'er had already jumped out of the ox cart, her hands on her waist, and her handsome face was full of anger: "Do we know you?

"Donor, please fight with the little monk!" The eyes of the young monk who claimed to be the Killing Buddha were full of burning expectation, and he still saluted Lin Ren with one hand, and he did not give up until he reached his goal.

"Hey, I said you little monk, how can you ......" Seeing that the other party was so stubborn, Xing'er was even more angry, and was about to continue to count a few words, but saw Lin Ren beside him stretch out his hand slightly, so he had to pout, muttering with hatred and hatred, presumably greeting this strange little monk in all directions.

Seeing Xing'er's appearance, Lin Ren also smiled bitterly to himself, and then hugged his fist at the Killing Buddha, and said with a light smile: "Master, since you have never known the master, why do you use a knife or a gun to hurt the harmony?"

The donor's words are wrong, the so-called confidant is hard to find, but everyone knows that a good opponent is even more difficult to meet. The donor is young, and he is already an elder of the Heavenly Star Sect, such an opponent, whatever he says today, he is also going to fight with the donor. ”

Feeling that the other party was less than twenty years old, but he was already a Dacheng Spirit Demon Cultivator, Lin Ren secretly applauded, and then said: "But, fists and feet have no eyes, since you and I have no grievances, if we hurt each other, it will be bad after all, according to the foolish opinion, you and I should not fight!"

"Peng!"

Lin Ren didn't finish speaking, but he saw that the Killing Buddha suddenly struck out and hit the front hooves of the thin cow with one palm, which actually broke a leg of the cow, causing the thin cow to suddenly come with a wail.

In front of the mutation, Lin Ren raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask why the other party injured an innocent livestock at will, but when he saw that the killing Buddha was like lightning, he couldn't help but instantly stop the blood on the broken leg of the thin cow, and even tied it with a wooden plank to connect the bones to the broken leg.

After doing all this, it only took more than ten breaths to kill the Buddha, and then after a Buddha call, he said to Lin Ren:

The little monk knew that the donor must already have anger in his heart at the moment, which was also what the little monk needed. The Buddha said that the Eight Bitter Love and Hate Society, now, since you and I have karma in our hearts, we can already give it a go!"

Looking at the thin cow who was still mourning, a trace of strangeness flashed in Lin Ren's eyes, and then he sighed slightly, and said to the Killing Buddha:

"It seems that the master and the next battle have been decided, so in the next case, I will also follow the Buddha's move of cutting meat and feeding eagles, and come to accompany the master to fight!"

"Haha, good, good, donor, please! However, if the donor's cultivation is temporarily low for the junior monk, the junior monk will let you have a hand to show fairness!" Seeing that Lin Ren agreed to fight with him, the whole person of the killing Buddha released a ray of joyful light, and the unique golden spiritual power of the Buddhist family surged, and it was also amazingly powerful!

"Good time!"

The other party was so powerful, and it immediately aroused the pride in Lin Ren's chest, and he saw him shouting, and the majestic spiritual power of his whole body was surging like a tide, making his whole person shrouded in a cyan light.

The next moment, two genius teenagers fought beside this official road, and in the continuous roar, countless flying stones and broken branches on the side of the road were stirred.

During the battle, Lin Ren found that the opponent's little monk fought with one hand, although he tried his best to make moves and hardly left behind, but he obviously felt that the opponent's goal was not to hurt people, but to improve himself in the unreserved battle. Come to think of it, this little monk who behaves strangely is obviously a martial arts idiot.

Thinking of this, Lin Ren was naturally not polite, and the spiritual tricks he had learned all over his body were slowly displayed, in addition to the majestic spiritual power, he also attacked the other party without reservation in his moves.

As a result, the other party's killing Buddha became more and more frightened.

Previously, in the face of Lin Ren, who was a half-step spirit control demon cultivator, the little monk also offered to use only one hand because he was a Dacheng spirit control demon cultivator. And now, the power of the other party's spiritual trick is amazing, and he makes himself controlled everywhere. What's even more terrifying is that the other party is actually suppressing himself in terms of spiritual power at this moment, which makes him a little frightened.

"Peng!"

Sure enough, not long after the battle, Lin Ren suddenly hit a palm on the back of the little monk with the ghost of the chaotic shadow technique, although he did not exert all his strength, but he also made the Killing Buddha suddenly rush out a few steps, his face was full of surprise, and he hurriedly saluted with one hand:

"The donor's move just now is really unpredictable, and the little monk is not as good. However, the little monk didn't expect that the donor's cultivation was so high, and he even said that he was one-handed, which was really ashamed! Now that the little monk has known the strength of the donor, he will no longer offer ugliness. ”

Before the words fell, Lin Ren, who originally thought that the Killing Buddha would stop there, didn't want him to attack again suddenly, but he had already used his hands.

As a last resort, Lin Ren had to smile bitterly and continue to fight with that martial idiot. This time, Lin Ren no longer used the Chaos Technique, but used the Huanghuang Ba Fist Technique to fight against it, and it seemed that he also had the idea of sharpening the spirit technique.

After a while, the two sides fought more than 100 times, and the Killing Buddha, who had already been fighting with both hands, became more and more frightened the more he fought, and the heavy pressure of the hegemony fist technique made him feel breathless.

Finally, there was another thud, and the Killing Buddha was a middle fist, although it was not a big deal under Lin Ren's deliberate stay, but it was also Tengteng who took a few steps back before he stabilized his body.

It stands to reason that if you are defeated by a person whose cultivation is lower than your own, no matter who you are, you should retreat in the face of difficulties. However, not only did the killing Buddha not have a trace of embarrassment on his face, but a look of surprise, and said loudly:

"The donor's cultivation is really extraordinary, and the little monk is far from being an opponent. For the sake of fairness, please ask the donor to give up one arm and fight with the monk with one hand. ”

"You, you ......"

As soon as the words of the Killing Buddha came out, Xing'er on the side laughed angrily, pointing at the other party and wanting to count a few words, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Lin Ren shook his head and smiled bitterly, the Killing Buddha didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his words and deeds, so he rubbed his body and fought with Lin Ren again.

This time, Lin Ren, who was fighting with one hand, picked up a dead branch on the side of the road, and what he displayed in his hand was actually the newly learned Luo Tian Sword Formation.

For a while, I saw the shadow of the impermeable withered branches and swords everywhere, as if there were thousands of long swords at the same time, which made people feel like a mountain.

In this way, although the killing Buddha is a Zen staff dance, but under the opponent's strange sword array, it is like a small boat in the sea, not to mention attacking the enemy, even his own body cannot be controlled.

And if it weren't for Lin Ren's siege and not attacking, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to hold on, and he would be defeated by Lin Ren's withered branches.

Sure enough, at the moment when there was no room for it, I only heard a few popping sounds, but I saw that the chest of the Killing Buddha was stabbed by the dead branches one after another, and he suddenly danced in embarrassment.

"Haha, little monk, now you know that my tough brother is amazing, right?

On the side, seeing Lin Ren winning one after another, Xing'er laughed and laughed, and couldn't help but count a few words of killing Buddha.

However, the killing Buddha was really Buddha-natured, and he ignored the number of stars again, but stared at the withered branch in Lin Ren's hand with a curious face, and said enviously:

"The donor is really a genius, the little monk is unattainable, for the sake of fairness, please ask the donor to give up his hands, this, this with both feet and the little monk to fight. ”

As soon as she heard this, Xing'er couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted: "What, give up your hands, little monk, you are very sick." We're better than you, but we're not stupid ......."

Finally, the Killing Buddha no longer turned a blind eye this time, bowed to Xing'er as well, and said: "The female donor's words are wrong, the little monk just hopes that the donor will not use his hands, but he doesn't want the donor not to use his head, what does this have to do with whether he is stupid?"

Looking at this greasy little monk who was obsessed with martial arts, Xing'er was angry and funny, and his little feet stomped again and again, and he didn't know what to say.

However, at this moment, Lin Ren really put his hands behind his back and looked at the Killing Buddha with a smile on his face.

Without further ado, the Killing Buddha suddenly waved his rusty Zen staff and rushed towards Lin Ren.

The Zen staff is like the wind, stirring up the wind and waves like a knife, and the power is amazing. However, this time, the Killing Buddha was even more embarrassed, and before his body got close, a pain like an awl suddenly appeared in his mind, causing his whole body to tremble and fall to the ground uncontrollably, let alone fight.

Stop & Stop

This time, he was directly crushed by Lin Ren, who was one level lower than his own cultivation, and the Killing Buddha finally tasted the bitterness, and he was busy shaking his hand again and again, with a shocked look on his face, and the stars on the side were fascinated and laughed.