This is one of the Buddhist skills that Fan Lang learned from Jingxuan, and it is also the strongest of several Buddhist skills, with the power of Arhat to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, which is a pure combat skill. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This blow consumed most of Fan Lang's Buddha power, and in exchange for a very violent effect, it was like a bombshell, which exploded in the midst of the demons, directly killing several demon masters, and a large number of experience points were recorded, and more were injured by the explosion.

Fan Lang consumed a lot of energy, panting like a cow, and his lungs were like bellows. He grabbed the gap in the battle, took out a round pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

This is a great return pill, which can supplement Xuan Li, and in the same kind of pills, the effect is good, but it is still beyond its means.

Xuanwu fights, the amount of Xuanli consumed is destined to be greater than the amount of replenishment, and if you want to use the pill to replenish the Xuanli at once, unless it is that kind of extremely precious elixir, that level of elixir, Fan Lang is far from being able to reach it.

The medicinal power was released, turned into a mysterious force, and injected into Fan Lang's dantian, and it was better to make up for it than nothing.

A third of the demon masters who were sent to besiege Fan Lang before had already died at his hands, and the demons were terrified.

Although the number of enemies was less, the pressure on Fan Lang's body did not decrease, because his consumption was very large, and he suffered a lot of injuries, and even the obsidian suit was about to be shattered.

In the other mid-air, Jing Xuan was restraining Mo Yongnian, and he was distracted by the earth-shattering blow that Fan Lang had just cast when he cast the Silence Swastika Ride, and he was amazed in his heart.

In just a few days, Fan Lang has learned the high-level Buddhist secret book of the Silence Swastika and displayed it perfectly, without a bit of jerky, as if he had spent several years of hard work on it.

This kind of talent, this kind of understanding, is rare in the world, and it is really related to the Buddha. If such a genius can be allowed to worship Buddhism, it can be described as immeasurable.

"Amitabha!"

"Good, good, Fan Shi cultivates the secret books of Buddhism for thousands of miles a day, and he is really related to the Buddha, it would be a pity to let such a person die here. Abandoning the small self and achieving the greater self is the spirit that Buddhism has always preached, and the poor monk must protect him and let him leave alive. ”

Pure declaration of the Buddha's heart is good, made a great wish, made a sacrifice, waved his hand and cut his chest. Blood poured out of the wound, but not red, but golden!

The body of the Buddha is cast with golden blood!

The golden blood spread rapidly, enveloping Jingxuan's entire person, as if a layer of gold paint had been applied to the Buddha's body and turned into a golden Buddha statue.

This is a kind of Buddha gate control technique, and the cost of performing it is very large, ranging from life loss to death.

Jing Xuan left in order to save Fan Lang, a person with deep Buddha fate, and was even willing to sacrifice himself.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Rumble!

The golden light on Jingxuan's body is shining, this golden light is different from the golden light on Jin Huanghuang's body before, this is the golden light of Buddha power, which can restrain all demons and evils, vast and upright, and sacred and transcendent.

Even a big devil like Mo Yongnian was stabbed by the golden light on Jing Xuan's body, and he only felt uncomfortable, and instinctively retreated a distance.

"My Buddha is coming, and my disciple is going to kill again today!"

Jing Xuan's eyes froze, and the anger of the Arhat broke out, without the usual compassion, his eyebrows were raised left and right, his whole body was full of Buddha power, and the white robe on his body was hunting and dancing.

He took off the Buddha beads hanging around his neck, poured Buddha power into it, this string of Buddha beads has a mother plant, one hundred and eight prayer beads, one hundred and eight samadhi, cut off one hundred and eight kinds of troubles, each Buddha bead has a unique name, after injecting Buddha power, one name flashes out, each has its own meaning.

Shoulengyan, Baoyin, Lion Game, Wonderful Moon, Moon Phase......

One hundred and eight beads, one hundred and eight names.

Jingxuan waved the Buddha beads, used them as a whip, and whipped at Mo Yongnian, and heard a crisp sound, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and actually whipped Mo Yongnian out and hit the mountain hard.

Burst!

Mo Yongnian spat blood from his mouth, his face was shocked, he had a slight upper hand before, but now he was beaten away by Jing Xuan's move. Gilding with that layer of golden body, Jingxuan's strength has greatly improved, far exceeding before.

This monk is going crazy!

Jing Xuan stepped on the void, continued to wave the Buddha beads, and walked towards Fan Lang step by step, pumping left and right, the attack seemed simple, but it was unstoppable, killing and wounding many demons, and killing a bloody way out.

"Amitabha, Lord Fan Shi, even if the poor monk dies here today, you will be allowed to leave alive. Poor monks can die, but you can't. I'll be in charge alone, you can quickly escape with Lord Yuwen and the others!" Jingxuan persuaded him to retreat and was ready to sacrifice.

"Master, I understand this kindness, but I won't leave, because I'm killing right now! You can go and drag Mo Yongnian, or you can help Yuwen Chengfeng and them, don't care about me, I know it myself!" When Fan Lang spoke, he was still fighting with the demons, and he didn't have the slightest intention of escaping.

Escape?

Are you kidding!

He's about to kill and upgrade!

If you continue to kill, it is not certain who will suffer on both sides!

During the battle, how could there be too much time to speak, Jingxuan waved the Buddha beads, blocked the attacks of many demons, and could no longer continue to persuade him to retreat, so he could only listen to Fan Lang's advice and return to his head to continue to deal with Mo Yongnian.

Fan Lang started killing, covered in blood, gradually red-eyed, and entered a state of self-forgetfulness, with only one word left in his heart - kill!

There are no distracting thoughts other than this thought.

Swinging the sword again and again, attacking again and again, a prototype was brewed in Fan Lang's heart, just like a hundred tempered into steel, and through refining again and again, the essence of the essence was extracted.

After more battles and the accumulation of experience, something will eventually be summed up.

Fighting, killing, is actually an art, an art that requires creativity and imagination.

At first, Fan Lang only felt a feeling, but as he continued to fight, this feeling became clearer and clearer, gradually taking shape, and then becoming clearer, until it was completely perfected, turning into an impulse that was in a hurry to release.

Fan Lang's eyes lit up suddenly, and the offensive in his hand suddenly changed, and he performed a new move that he had never used before, which was not a move he had learned, but a new one.

He erected the dragon scale sword in front of him, and both Xuan Li and Buddha power were poured into it, and the sword body Buddha was full of light, turning from gold to red, and turning into a scorching golden red color. Before the sword was released, an extremely surging aura had already been transmitted, which made many demon masters around feel the danger.

Between heaven and earth, only this one person and a sword are the most eye-catching, and everything around seems to have lost its color.

Fan Lang held the sword, and the anger in his heart was transformed into a calm heart like water, and a balance was formed between anger and quietness, and he entered that mysterious state.

At this moment, he only has a sword in his heart, but there is no sword in his hand, and some are the slashes of Buddhism, cutting people and me, and cutting off all kinds of karma.

With a sword slash, the Buddha lotus bloomed, and the sword qi with the power of the Buddha turned into lotus petals, beautiful and dangerous.

The surroundings were silent, except for the sound of lotus petals blooming.

There is also a system prompt.

[The player has an epiphany of the 8-star swordsmanship skill Buddha Lotus Slash. 】

Said the steam egg

The first update.