In the final battle of the top four, Zen Benjue had a dream of a phantom sword. August 1 Chinese ≈=≤.=8=1≈Z=≠.COM

It seems to be unexpected and reasonable, Meng Fusheng lost to Zen Benjue, after all, one of the most important factors why Meng Fusheng is difficult is to attack with fake illusions, which are everywhere, making it difficult for you to concentrate on the battle at all times.

As a rookie in Buddhism, Zen Benjue deeply studied the Buddha's words and reasoning, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, so the illusion attack did not have much impact on him, the mouth spit and murmur the Buddha's words, the whole body is full of glory, and the vain is difficult to get close.

After losing the hole card in the chapter of illusion attack, Meng Fusheng's swordsmanship was comparable to Li Yunxiao, and naturally he was not Zen Benjue's opponent, and he lost the game.

Next is the duel between the four top masters of the young generation; the first to take the stage are Meng Di and Shi Jin Ao; both of them are power-type players, both of them take the road of arrogance and domineering, and they both sweep the opponent with absolute strength, but I don't know who can be better against these two.

"Heh, there's finally an interesting one, which can be used as a warm-up before the decisive battle!" The corners of Shi Jin Ao's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes flashed with excitement; this time Meng Di's strength was recognized by Shi Jin Ao, and he was not ignored like others, but it was only recognized, and it was not difficult to see from his tone that he didn't think that the other party could bring him much of a threat.

"Yes, you won't think so after a while!" Meng Di snorted coldly, and the brownish-gray True Yuan burst out like a beast, exuding a strong savage aura, making people feel as if they were in the vast ancient land.

Shi Jin Ao is not a person who likes to be verbose, he prefers to solve problems with his fists, and with a punch, the bright golden fist power is like a river and a sea.

Seeing this, Meng Di immediately released the phantom of the sting, and with the blessing of the totem power, both the strength and defense nearly doubled, and the stone tablet on the back of the stele flashed, like the stone of the Zhenhai and submerged into the fist, and the rolling waves could not turn over a little wave, and the surroundings returned to calm.

Drink!

The two of them roared at the same time, like cannonballs colliding together.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The sound of explosions was endless, all over the entire Fengyun platform, and the bursting energy entangled and devoured each other, forming a fierce wind sweeping around, if it weren't for the law of formations, I am afraid that the Fengyun platform would have been destroyed many times.

Click!

The two fists collided together, and the brownish-gray and golden-yellow qi were like two savage beasts, wildly colliding together, and the terrifying qi spread in a circle.

At the center of the battle between the two, the space twisted together, and the invisible force tore at Meng Di and Shi Jin Ao at the same time, wanting to devour them at the same time.

Oh!

Meng Di's brows furrowed, the true yuan in his body was mentioned again, and the totem behind him let out a roar, and the dragon bit the lion Jin Ao fiercely.

Roar!

Suddenly, the golden light exploded, and a golden lion jumped out of the lion Jin Ao's body, and fiercely collided towards the phantom of the totem!

Sou!

After the impact, the two of them retreated at the same time, facing each other at a distance of hundreds of meters!

"Is this the power of the Golden Lion?" Meng Di was excited, the barbarians worshiped the powerful and the strong, and praised without hesitation at this time, and the phantom behind him continued to roar like a dragon's groan.

"This is just the beginning, if you want to see the true power of the Golden Lion, it depends on whether you have the ability or not. Shi Jin Ao also had a solemn face, and the golden lion shadow behind him also roared again and again, looking at the opponent vigilantly.

The invisible momentum struck in two, dividing Fengyuntai into two, and the hurricane fell up in the center, which was the center of the collision, which could easily wring an ordinary Heaven and Earth Realm martial artist into it and tear it to pieces.

Almost at the same time, the two rushed to their opponents at the same time and fought together again.

As the two of them got closer, the air along the way exploded with a strong pressure.

"The world is barbaric!"

Everything around was suppressed into a fist by Meng Di, and it exploded violently.

"Lion Emperor Fist!"

The golden lion shadow was even taller, like an emperor ruling his territory, and the savage aura that was spreading everywhere was awe-struck, and the brutal fist strength was also cut off.

With the fist of the lion Jin Ao, the golden lion shadow rushed out vigorously, like an entity, and the bulging muscles of the body exuded strength and beauty, and the long mane added to the majesty.

Bang!

Meng Di was shocked and flew out, although he was protected by the scum, he still inevitably rolled his blood and blood.

"The Lion Emperor roars!"

Although Shi Jin Ao is arrogant, he is not stupid, adhering to the attitude of killing with all his might, Bo Rabbit also uses all his strength to step on the lunge with both feet, his tongue against his jaw, he sinks into the dantian, roaring angrily; the sound wave of substance shatters everything, and the space is stirred up into shape; I don't know how much stronger than Zhou Jian's burst wave fist.

The phantom felt the strong pressure, and its head was so pressed that it couldn't lift it, and it kept retreating, its claws drawing deep marks in the void, and the stone tablet on its back was also full of cracks, faintly about to crumble.

"Lion Emperor's Claw!"

The right hand turned into a beast's claw, slapped out fiercely, and the space rippled, which had evolved from the initial ripples to waves.

Burst~

This time, Meng Di couldn't stop it anymore, his face turned pale, blood spurted out, and the stone tablet on the back of the phantom was completely shattered, and it retracted into Meng Di's body again without the true yuan to continue.

Although the improvement of attack and defense is very obvious, it is not suitable for long-term combat, and the consumption is very huge, which is basically equivalent to releasing tricks all the time;

"You're a respectable opponent!"

The strong are always worthy of admiration, and the same is true of the lion Jin Ao, although Meng Di lost to him, but the strength cannot be ignored; at this time, he slowly walked in front of Meng Di, who was originally random to punch and kill the opponent, in the face of Meng Di, who was basically powerless to resist, but still conjured up the lion emperor beast claw, and ended the game, which can be regarded as the venerability of the strong, and the affirmation of the opponent's strength.

Shi Jin Ao is worthy of being the top genius of the Golden Lion clan, whether it is bloodline or talent, he is far from the other younger generations, even Meng Di, who also won all, could not stop him, and successfully obtained the qualification to compete for the first place!

The next step is to decide who will have another young powerhouse competing for the first place.

Chu Ming and Chan Benjue appeared on the platform at the same time, looking at each other, one was wearing a moon-white robe, standing with a sword, his face was handsome and elegant, and the other was wearing a revealing robe, holding a Buddhist salute, and his face was gentle.

"I am a swordsman again, why would I choose a sword? I don't know that there is no sword in my hand, but there is a sword in my heart, and Fang is the highest state of the sword path?"

"Heh, you have your opinions, I have mine, you and I have different opinions, for me there is a sword in my hand, and there is also a sword in my heart, isn't the Buddha planning to use your Tao to convince my Tao?" Chu Ming shook his head slightly.

"There is no contention in Buddhism, no desire and no desire, how can it be persuaded to say; the poor monk is just a word of persuasion, when the donor comprehends, there will be four major emptiness, all of which are just a passing red dust, Nan Ke a dream. ”

"No contention, no demand, no desire, dare to ask if the master has reached such a point, if so, why is he here? Participating in this red dust matter, Ke Meng's name?" Chu Ming sneered, he didn't have much affection for the Buddhist family in the first place.

Of course, Chu Ming does not object, just like he said, everyone has different opinions, different ways, he can't ask others for anything, but in the same way, others can't impose ideas on him.

"The difference between what the donor said, the poor monk ...... this time"

"Needless to say, since you're here, let's fight!" Chu Ming didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party, so he interrupted directly, and the thunder sword came out of its sheath, and the majestic sword intent erupted, piercing the sky!

Dealing with a master of Zen Benjue's level, Chu Ming naturally would not be careless, and the sword realm shrouded in.

"Hey!"

Zen Benjue sighed lightly, but in fact he was ready to fight, although the tone was not high, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, like the whispering of the Buddha, containing helplessness and pity, and the Buddha was shining brightly.

The dazzling Buddha light pushed through the clouds and threw herself down, and a golden bell projection slowly descended, surrounded by countless Buddha pattern Sanskrit characters, which were suspended above the head of Zen Benjue.

Knock! Knock!

Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, the essence of the golden sound wave mixed with the sound of the glamour stirred out, giving people a sense of grandeur, even if even the indestructible sword intent seems to have hit the golden soup, it is difficult to enter a single bit.

If the sword realm is Chu Ming's world, then the golden light radiation range is the realm of Zen Benjue; the two collide together, and the sound of foam cracking is constantly heard in the void; although the sword intent takes the initiative, constantly tearing and destroying the golden light, it is always difficult to completely remove it.

Sou!

Tempted, Chu Ming slashed out with a sword, and countless green lotuses appeared in the air and gathered out, turning into sharp blades, and because they were in the sword world, their power was doubled.

Sting!

The sword qi crashed headlong into the golden ocean, sounding like a cracking cloth, although it was constantly worn out, but with its huge foundation, it still crashed unstoppably into Zen Benjue.

"Six-character seal!"

With the whispering, the six-character mantra of Buddhism was revealed, and as Zen Benjue burst out with a spiral, forming a circle to trap the sword qi inside, like a blender breaking ice.

"Burn the Sky Slash!"

Passive beating is not Chu Ming's style, the Thunder Tribulation Sword burned instantly, and the scorching waves of fire were licking the void, burning everything.

"King Kong is immortal!"

Zen Benjue wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but when he saw this, he could only quickly recall the six-character mantra spiral around the body, and a virtual image of King Kong was produced, not as powerful and domineering as he imagined, but very embarrassed, scarred all over his body, and his expression was gloomy.

However, his breath was not weak at all, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding and determined look.

Rumble!

The flames instantly swallowed Zen Benjue and the Vajra, and there seemed to be a faint ** sound in the void, and the face of the Vajra Phantom also became painful, but the breath was constantly rising.