Buddhism has a dharma body, and martial arts has an emperor.

The martial arts powerhouse who is above the realm of the ninth realm monarch is known as the martial arts emperor.

The first realm of the Martial Emperor, also known as the tenth realm of martial arts cultivation, is called the deer.

Those who chase deer regard the whole world as a deer.

Yu Zi is naturally even more insignificant.

The incomparable royal road domineering qi was further condensed and ascended, turning into the emperor's qi, directly treating the cultivators of the first to nine realms as nothing.

In the face of an opponent who is lower than his own cultivation, he is really invincible and irresistible.

Martial arts are chasing deer, not moving with the Buddhas, attacking and defending, among the various cultivation paths beyond the ninth realm, they can be called the two most restrained types of cultivators from the first to the ninth realm.

The collision between the two now depends on the respective cultivation attainments of both sides.

In the distance, on the city wall of the fourth outer city of Chang'an, Shen Herong hid his figure and looked here.

On the hood on her head, she hides the blue sky eye.

"I thought that the dark clouds would achieve the Taoist Yuan Shen first, but I didn't expect that it was the martial arts that took the first step and achieved the body of the martial emperor first. Shen Herong didn't pay much attention to Master Fa Ning, and his attention was more than half on Mr. Wuyun.

"You're out of sight. ”

In Qingtian's eyes, Zhang Dongyun's calm voice came out.

Shen Herong raised his eyebrows: "Don't be the eldest brother, you secretly help him, right?"

"I'm not that bored. Zhang Dongyun's voice was calm.

At the top of the city wall, the girl looked suspicious.

In the distance, Master Faning, who was supported by the Dharma Body of Buddhism, finally looked a little solemn.

He looked at Mr. Wuyun and clasped his palms together: "My Buddha is merciful, is Your Excellency the Lord of Chang'an City?"

Mr. Wuyun's face was indifferent: "How can the old man be compared with His Majesty? Why do you dare to think that you can work for Your Majesty to do it yourself?"

Faning was not angry when he heard this, but his expression was more solemn than before.

The black-clothed old man in front of him, who was already the Emperor of the Martial Dao, was not the city lord of Chang'an.

That shows that the cultivation strength of the Chang'an City Lord is even higher than that of this old man in black.

Master Faning, who was born in a famous Buddhist temple in Middle Earth, originally didn't look down on the seven kingdoms of Eastern Xinjiang, which had always been weak.

Chang'an subverted the Eastern Tang Dynasty and annexed Western Chu, and in his opinion, it was just a battle between secular dynasties.

But now that he realized that Chang'an had at least two powerhouses above the Ninth Realm, Master Faning immediately put away his contempt.

"The poor monk is here, just to ask to see your majesty, resolve the contradiction between you and me, and ask the city lord of Chang'an to forgive the poor monk. ”

Master Fanin continued, "Please also ask Your Excellency to do the same. ”

Mr. Wuyun said coldly: "You steal in first, Ming Chuang is behind, and you still have the face to see Your Majesty? Your only ending is to be taken down, and like your fellow disciples, you will serve Chang'an to atone for your sins." ”

Master Faning clasped his palms together again: "Then please forgive the poor monk for saying goodbye this time, and when your anger is gone, the poor monk will visit again next time." ”

With that, the seemingly huge Dharma Body fluttered, avoiding Mr. Dark Cloud and leaving westward.

A sneer appeared on Mr. Wuyun's face, and his figure flashed, and he arrived in front of Master Faning's Dharma Body.

Compared with speed, the advantage of the Martial Emperor is too great, coming and going like electricity, the Dharma body of Buddhism is a lotus step by step, and it cannot beat the other party in terms of speed.

Master Faning had expected this, and he didn't expect to leave safely with one step.

Under his palms together, there was immeasurable light, compressed and contained between the two palms.

The next moment, the immeasurable light is in full bloom.

Under the Great Light Mantra of Lingguang Temple's Buddhism, the Buddha's light filled all directions.

Master Faning's Dharma Body has also become further enlarged because of this.

Originally, the Dharma Body was only three zhang high, but at this moment, it was more than thirty zhang high.

The Buddha's palm stretched out, as if it were covering the sky and the sun.

But there was no darkness, only immeasurable light, so that Mr. Dark Cloud's eyes were white, and he could not see any other scenes.

After Master Faning's previous enemy slapped him, he knew that it was extraordinary, and if he fought again at this moment, it would directly be the great magic power of the Great Light Mantra to subdue Mr. Wuyun.

The city lord of Chang'an, who is stronger than his current opponent, may appear at any time, and Master Faning has no intention of fighting him to the end.

After repelling the opponent with the Great Light Mantra, the next step Master Faning prepared to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

It is only right to return to the temple quickly and invite more fellow disciples and elders to come to help.

With him alone, it is impossible to subdue Chang'an and rescue the master and apprentice of the Law Heart.

But just as Faning was about to take a step, his 100-meter-high Dharma Body shook as a whole.

The next moment, it was even more crumbling.

Mr. Wuyun faced the immeasurable light in front of him, and unceremoniously, he punched out.

The explosiveness of terror exploded in the center of the Buddha's palm.

There was light in front of him, and suddenly a hole appeared.

The blazing energy first erupted, and then it continued continuously, turning into a terrifying fire that could burn the light!

The Buddha's palm, which was condensed by immeasurable light, began to be engulfed by the flames.

The strong strength shook Master Faning's 100-meter Dharma body, and at the same time, he felt a burning pain in his spirit.

However, at such a critical juncture, Master Faning was slightly stunned.

In the next moment, he exclaimed: "Yan Emperor Fist! Evil Emperor's Yan Emperor Fist!"

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun sat in a chair and watched this scene calmly.

Mr. Wuyun's boxing technique is the fire phase magic recorded in the "Evil Emperor Sutra", and it has been improved by Zhang Dongyun to double the power.

However, this is a peerless skill that only the Martial Emperor can cultivate.

On the other hand, there are also the Thunder Emperor Sword of the Thunder Phase, the Heavenly Emperor Sword of the Celestial Phase, and so on.

Zhang Dongyun has an invincible city system, of course, he can also practice.

But people don't become martial emperors, and the power of these martial arts may not be better than that of the Heavenly Tribulation Evil Fist, Interception and Fuyao, etc.

Greedy and chewy, Zhang City Lord simply walked forward one footprint at a time.

Now, let's have a good time with Mr. Dark Cloud.

Master Fanin was taken aback, as if he had suddenly realized something.

He was in a daze, but Mr. Wuyun did not hesitate, after smashing the Buddha's palm with one punch, the next punch smashed directly into the body, chest and abdomen.

Master Faning came back to his senses and hurriedly responded, and the Dharma Body raised his hand to block Mr. Dark Cloud's fist.

However, the result was only to be smashed again by the explosive force.

The palm of the Buddha's hand, which had been shattered earlier, was now gradually condensed and formed again under the flash of light.

But his recovery speed can't match the speed of Mr. Cloud's punches.

A haze flashed in Master Faning's eyes.

The Great Light Mantra is useless, and the aura shines and the Bodhi Finger, not to mention it.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Master Faning once again shouted the Buddha's horn.

The next moment, his half-meter-tall huge Dharma Body burst into flames on its own without the punch of Mr. Wuyun Yan Emperor.

Immeasurable brilliance, turning into immeasurable blue flames.

The flames jumped extremely slowly, and in Zhang Dongyun's view, it was like a slow camera.

The originally violent flames seemed to solidify at this moment.

It's the same as glass.

The memories of the past left by the evil emperor allowed Zhang Dongyun to easily discern the other party's methods.

Great Day Glass Fire.

In the past, Leiyin Temple had to cultivate the Dharma body of the high monks in order to master the Dharma.

Turn the light of the great sun into a glass pure fire, integrate attack and defense, burn everything it touches, and make it extinguished.

In fact, even if a Buddhist monk has cultivated the Dharma body, not everyone can practice the Great Sun Glass Fire.

Faning is cultivated, and his talent is really high.

It's just that he is only an "immovable" level Dharma body at the moment, and it is not easy to control the Great Sun Glass Fire.

While the pure fire burns, it destroys the enemy and also causes damage to Faning's own Dharma Body.

But now he had no choice but to make a desperate bet, relying on the glass fire of the Great Sun to block Mr. Dark Cloud's attack, and he took the opportunity to escape.

After breaking through, the Buddha fire will be dispersed.

However, in the face of Master Faning's flaming Dharma Body, Mr. Wuyun had no intention of avoiding it.

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun himself raised his hand in the air and punched it forward.

Outside of the fourth outer city, Mr. Dark Cloud only does one thing.

Punch out.

Punch again.

Serial punches.

Keep punching!

In an instant, dozens or hundreds of Yan Emperor Fist's fist punches were superimposed, condensed but not exploded.

The terrifying and heavy fist power was like hundreds of heavy burning meteorites falling from the sky and smashing into Master Faning's Fa body together.

The glass-colored flames burned, and the tall Dharma Body froze in place.

Hundreds of huge pits left on the body!

It's like one fist print after another.

The next moment, hundreds of fist prints erupted together, and a series of explosions exploded.

The deafening sound shocked hundreds of miles.

Violent air currents surged in all directions.

To the east, it is easy to say, hitting the city wall of the fourth outer city of Chang'an, and the city wall does not move at all, and it bears steadily.

The air flow in the other three directions formed a hurricane, which directly blew down all the surrounding trees and lifted them away.

People inside and outside Chang'an were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, but they didn't know why.

Outside the city wall, the huge 100-meter-high Dharma Body of the Buddha Gate was shattered on the spot.

The boundless glass pure fire was also extinguished.

A monk, unconscious, fell downwards from mid-air.

With a wave of Mr. Cloud's hand, the monk landed in front of the Snake Meteor.

"Take it away. ”

The old man in black commanded casually as if nothing had happened.

After the snake meteor caught the person, he bowed his head deeply: "Yes, sir." ”

He glanced at the monk.

Master Faning, a senior monk of Lingguang Temple, who has formed a Dharma body in the tenth realm of Buddhism, was beaten unconscious on the spot by Mr. Wuyun in the same realm.

Such a cultivation is really amazing.

Under Zhang Dongyun's control, he didn't hear Master Faning's exclamation, nor did he recognize the Yandi Fist cast by Mr. Wuyun.

But the power of this punch, he saw it all.

At this moment, in addition to admiration, the big demon is more in awe.

When Mr. Wuyun returned to the city, he did not move, and bowed his head slightly to Shen and Rong: "Twelve girls, you are back. ’

"Hmm. Shen Herong smiled: "Big brother really values you, and even the Yan Emperor Fist has been passed on to you." ”

Mr. Wuyun said solemnly: "The old slave is only willing to smear His Majesty's liver and brain in this life." ”

Shen Herong smiled and nodded: "Big brother is really fortunate to have you to serve in front of the emperor." ”

"The old slave didn't dare to be. The old man in black said.

After Shen Herong said goodbye to each other, he returned to Daming Palace.

After Zhang Dongyun watched her enter the hall, he asked, "Is there Yang Li's whereabouts?"