Cherry blossoms flying, pieces of flowers, sprinkled all over the world, gorgeous, in this flying cherry blossoms, Li Chong's figure slowly appeared, stepping on the void, surrounded by cherry blossoms, like a heavenly immortal, the gods came to the world, the powerful momentum on the body poured out like a storm, endless, vast as the sea. Resisting the momentum of the old monk, the pressure of the swordsman in the sky was suddenly relaxed.

The solemn old monk in the Buddha's light looked at Li Chong who came from the void, his expression was solemn, and he was secretly vigilant, Li Chong had the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, and this hand was extremely beautiful, and he easily rescued countless swordsmen, and also killed the demons. Let the old monk have to pay attention.

Looking at Li Chong's upright figure like a mountain, the Taiyi Sword Immortal with a sword aura in the depths of Shu Mountain gradually appeared, with white hair and white clothes, holding a seven-star sword, and said to Li Chong Yaoyao with a sword salute,

"Jing Ke, the head of Shushan, thanked his predecessors for saving him. ”

Li Chong, who was standing with his hands in his hands, moved slightly when he heard this name, and couldn't help but look at the head of Shushan, and then shook his hand lightly and said,

"The head is polite, he is a friend of Yan Chixia below, so let this person be handed over to him. ”

"That's Lao senior!"

Speaking of this, Jing Ke looked at the earth-shattering thunderstorm in the depths of Shu Mountain, with a trace of solemnity and expectation in his eyes, and with a roar, he turned around and merged into the huge sword array. Push the sword array to the extreme and slay countless demons.

"Amitabha, why should the donor intervene in this matter, the old man still advises the donor not to provoke cause and effect. Otherwise, you will regret it if you die. ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said lightly to Li Chong, but the threat in his words was overflowing.

"Old monk, retreat, no matter what, you won't succeed. ”

Li Chong said coldly, pushing the momentum of his whole body to the extreme. Facing the master of Da Luo's double, Li Chong didn't dare to slack off in his heart, above the realm of Da Luo, the first heavy is the gap between heaven and earth, and he doesn't know what means this old monk will have.

"It seems that the donor has fallen into the devil, so let the old man read a scripture for the donor to help the donor sober up!"

The old monk suddenly chanted in a low voice, the scriptures were low and deep, but the recitation became louder and louder, and gradually became bursts of Sanskrit sounds, resounding throughout the world and constantly echoing. Just like the Buddha is coming to the world, thousands of Buddhas are singing. It looks sacred and solemn.

When Li Chong was puzzled, suddenly this burst of Sanskrit sound turned into a strange energy that constantly bewitched his mind, allowing himself to take refuge in my Buddha, eroding his mind, refining Li Chong's will, and becoming a puppet-like existence.

The moment he felt this power, Li Chong's expression froze violently, and the martial arts fist intent soared into the sky, and the essence and wolf smoke were as thick as mountains, like the surging sea, and easily dispersed the strange power that this burst of Sanskrit sound turned into.

When this power was dispersed, Li Chong looked at the old monk with some surprise in his eyes, and glanced around, many swordsmen were also affected by Sanskrit, and their expressions gradually became sluggish, and even the sword immortals who were fighting resisted with uncertain expressions, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Seeing this situation, Li Chong understood why those demons were so crazy, and he felt contempt for these monks for a while, and even used this method to borrow a knife to kill people.

Looking at the old monk with a solemn expression and chanting sutras, Li Chong's heart flashed with a cold killing intent, this old monk actually wanted to temper himself, it was simply looking for death.

The lips opened violently, the chest and lungs bulged obviously, the eyebrows and the earth-shattering relics flashed a trace of thunder, and the big mouth spat out.

"Roar!"

A huge sound wave came out of the mouth, mixed with monstrous thunder, forming a series of sound waves like substance spewed away violently, and suddenly the thunder in the heaven and earth exploded, covering all sounds, like the thunder of the heavenly drum, shocking all things in the heavens and the earth.

Thunder roar, this is Li Chong's martial arts roar formed by thunder, the old monk's Sanskrit chant was dispersed, and as soon as the thunder sound came out, the demagogic sacred Buddha sound suddenly dissipated invisibly. The swordsmen who were addicted to bewitchment came to their senses, and their fighting intent was even higher under the shock of thunder.

The old monk who was originally chanting in a low voice suddenly changed his expression when he heard this thunderous roar, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he burst into bursts of horror and incredulity, and muttered in a low voice,

"Big thunder!?"

Looking at Li Chong's eyes, there was a trace of horror and doubt, the Buddha said that the Buddha said that it was recited with thunder sound, and it spread all over the ten directions of heaven and earth, and it was amazingly provincial, how could this unknown monk have a big thunder sound? Is it related to my Buddha?

Thinking of this, he said loudly,

"Donor**, the old man admires, dare to ask the donor's surname, is it related to my Buddha?

Hearing the old monk's words, Li Chong's expression moved, and the old monk seemed to be frightened by his own thunder sound like the three great monks of Tantric Buddhism, but this old monk's skills are extremely strong, and he can't be reckless, so he can do what he can plan.

Thinking of this, Li Chong raised his hand slightly, summoned the cherry blossoms in the sky back, turned them into slashing knives, and said lightly,

"Why do you know that you are hiding your head and revealing your tail, and this Dharma is to be received by a different person, and it has nothing to do with your Buddha. Don't mess with relationships. ”

Hearing Li Chong's words, the old monk was not angry, but his heart was hot, stranger? Isn't it the Buddha secretly preaching the Fa, if it is really a person who is destined for my Buddha, he should tell me about the matter here, maybe a big war can be avoided, and if he hurts the person who is the Buddha preaching the Fa, he is afraid of calamity, so he immediately asked,

"Dare to ask the donor, can you describe the identity of the alien?"

Hearing the words of the old monk, Li Chong was overjoyed in his heart, just waiting for your words, facing this master, it is naturally safe, and he said with a pretended puzzled expression.

"I don't know, there is a way to pass it on, let the old monk see it, and cut off your thoughts. ”

Saying this, Li Chong raised the slashing knife lightly and said lightly,

"Shatter, Mirror!"

Suddenly, a burst of mist formed a psychedelic shape, enveloping Li Chong in it,

The old monk stared at Li Chong's moves motionlessly, and after reading it, his expression was a little disappointed, and then he immediately recovered his solemn demeanor, and said lightly,

"It seems that the old monk misunderstood, the donor should have a fate with my monk, but today's matter, the old monk has to stop, if the donor retreats, the old monk he said that he is willing to sweep the couch to greet him, if the donor is obsessed, the old man has to defend the way to get rid of the devil. ”

The old monk's faint words were full of domineering and murderous intent, and Li Chong, who listened to it, turned pale and snorted coldly,

"Today, it is said that the master has the intention of killing, and I have no choice but to prevent the master from breaking the precepts and defending the Buddha's door. ”

When the words fell, Li Chong stepped forward, his whole body momentum skyrocketed, and he shouted with high fighting spirit,

"Hercules Demon Fist!"

Swinging his fist straight up, the huge fist momentum was like a bamboo, and where the fist wind passed, the air was instantly squeezed and exploded, forming countless vacuums.

The first strike is strong, in the face of the enemy, Li Chong will not have any courtesy and gentlemanly style, the battle is to fight to one side, and the rest is all nonsense,

The solemn old monk saw this punch, his indifferent expression tightened violently, his hands were folded, and the immeasurable golden light burst out, and he quickly pushed forward, forming a huge Buddha palm in the air, and the golden light in the palm was swirling, mixed with countless Sanskrit sounds, and roared away.

"Boom,"

Two huge fist winds met in the air, and a huge roar erupted. With a punch, Li Chong's body moved again, not giving the old monk a chance to relax, and shouted in his mouth,

"Huangji Divine Fist, Double Dragon Play!" The two fists were swung out, and two huge whirlpools were formed in the air, and the two huge divine dragons in the whirlpool rushed towards the old monk with their teeth and claws, and strangled the old monk in a rage.

"Prajna Palm!"

Looking at the two divine dragons with arrogant expressions, the old monk muttered in a low voice, there was no wind on his body, one palm was facing up, the other palm was pressed down, and with a roar, Li Chong's fist was smashed to pieces.

"Hmph,"

The two moves failed, Li Chong was suddenly furious, let out a long roar, his body walked quickly, swaying from side to side, countless phantoms appeared in the void, and countless Li Chong in the sky was surrounding the old monk, and the moves were close to the old monk's various key points, the fist turned into shape, surrounded by dragons, and ten thousand beasts attacked, terrifying and abnormal,

There were countless sounds of the air being blown around, like countless muffled thunder roaring. A huge vacuum was formed, and the golden light of the old monk's protective body was also flashing chaotically, scurrying around, and was covered by countless fist shadows.

This kind of brutal fighting made the monks who were fighting fiercely around them dumbfounded, and their faces were full of horror and incredulity. There are no skills, no spells, only the power of rage, the power to suppress, to strike everything, which makes countless swordsmen enthusiastic and high-spirited.

"Whew!!"

After a long roar, Li Chong's body retreated sharply, looking at the old monk wrapped in a cloud of golden light in the distance, his expression showed a trace of helplessness, only a difference of one realm, but the strength was very different, his stormy attack only dimmed the golden light of the old monk's body, but could not hurt its roots.

Seeing Li Chong retreating, the old monk's expression was also a send-off, Li Chong's random fight just now overwhelmed him, if it weren't for his own strength being higher than him, and the golden light of the body protector was powerful, he would have been killed by the random moves. Looking at Li Chong, he was suddenly filled with a trace of fear. There are such brave people in this world.

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