The incident happened suddenly, no one in the audience reacted, a wisp of sword qi passed through the brain, and the head of the young man in the green shirt suddenly exploded, but there was no blood as imagined - the head of the young man in the green shirt exploded, and most of the explosions from it were some mechanical elements, the sound of electricity was continuous, and the broken cables and artificial meridians were dancing in the air at a loss.

However, the upper half of the young man's head in the green shirt was all blown off, and he still looked terrifying.

But the young man in the green shirt staggered a few steps forward, and actually stood up straight again, his mouth with half of the mechanical bionic gums exposed opened and closed, and there was milky white liquid oozing out of it as a blood filler, and he moved his body like a machine, turned around, and faced the old man in Mai.

After being so seriously injured, the young man in the green shirt was still not dead, and the voice coming from his voice system was still very calm.

"Miyamoto, you think in your heart that in addition to one of my incarnations here, Zhuxian is definitely in your bag, even if you go out of this Sumeru Mountain, you are not afraid of me?"

The young man in the green shirt, who only had the lower half of his head left, stood up straight, but he didn't try to resist again, and the lower half of his face formed an arc of a smile.

"Then you're going to have to hurry."

The old man in Mai did not shake his face at all, and stretched out his hand and took out another sword, this time hitting the chest of the young man in green shirts, nailing him to the wall, and the sword qi stirred, completely destroying the young man in green shirts little by little in an instant.

The young man in the green shirt smiled, as if he didn't mind it at all, and his figure disappeared in the sword light little by little.

The walker sat cross-legged at this end of the corridor, facing such a scene, his heart did not fluctuate at all, but he clasped his hands together and sang the Buddha horn again.

"Immeasurable Bit Van Viva."

The old man in sackcloth turned his head and looked at the walker.

"Walker." This time, the old man in Mai was not polite: "Offended." ”

The ancient method is cultivated, and the sword qi is like a tide.

Shikong sat in front of the door, and the Buddha's light flashed in his optoscope, but it was the Heavenly Eye of the Buddha Gate, which could achieve the effect of short-term prediction of the future by calculating the infinite changes of molecules in some areas.

Even if Shi Kong didn't push this method to the highest level, he could still catch the slightest changes in the air, and by observing the distortion of light, he could detect the sharp sword aura beside the old man.

Even if there is nothing in his hand, it is really remarkable that he can condense so much sword qi.

Without giving him much time to prepare, the old man in Mai began to approach the corridor step by step, and the sharp sword qi protected his body like a soldier bee around the hive, even if ordinary people couldn't see those sword qi, they could still see the picture of the sword qi and the surrounding walls constantly scraping, and hear the sound that made people's teeth ache.

The sword qi sharpened iron like clay, and the walls made of steel were cut one by one, and all the possible traps hidden behind the walls were also cut one by one.

Not only that, as every step of the old man in Mai fell, the momentum coiled around his body began to grow stronger and stronger, if it was just a drizzle at the beginning, then by the time he completely walked through this corridor, the sword qi around his body had already turned into the most terrifying storm on the sea.

The figure of the old man in Mai was completely hidden in the storm of sword qi, and those sword qi were wrapped in the debris of the wall that had been cut off, and now it was no longer a simple sword qi, but a real countless flying swords with fine linen.

This is the original intention of the old man in Mai, in the face of a practitioner of Wanwei Buddha, he did not dare to be careless at all, he may not be able to win with only sword qi, then use sword qi as the soul, and use those temporarily sharpened steel as bones, turning into countless flying swords with substances.

A sword qi, a flying sword, hundreds of sword qi, and finally condensed into a storm composed of hundreds of flying swords.

How can a mortal be able to hold back the storm?

Among the graphene bones behind the release of the air, two pairs of metal arms were stretched out, and the six arms were each pinched, the top pair of arms was the Dharma seal, the central arm was sealed with meditation, and the bottom pair of arms were touched by the touch, and one hand was used as a wish seal.

And the storm is ready to start, but it is not something that the old man in Mai can stop when he says stop, the sword rain roars, and in an instant it goes towards the air, when the malice of the whole storm is aimed at one person, then this terrible power is enough to destroy everything.

When the countless small flying swords were about to be released, his already thin and extremely thin figure was almost overwhelmed by the terrifying sword rain.

But in the midst of that dark storm, the golden eyes of the release did not go out, and his calm and simple chanting voice did not stop.

More and more sword qi swept across Shikong's body, and all foreign objects were stripped away, including the only remaining robe on Shikong's body, and most of the equipment on his modified body, the prosthetic body trembled, and the radioisotope thermoelectric generator also trembled, like a light in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

But the empty eyes are getting brighter and brighter, like a light that illuminates the eternal dark room, he is in shape, only the skeleton made of alloy is still there, just when the old man in Mai who is manipulating the storm decides to completely destroy this unresisting Buddhist practitioner, he is stunned to find one thing.

The storm of steel swords was breaking out of his grasp.

That Shakti is using the power of the Buddha's wish to transform his spiritual power?

How is this possible?

The old man in Mai was extremely stunned.

The ancient method of cultivating the truth, not fake foreign objects, he should be the natural enemy of a Buddhist practitioner like Shikong, so the old man in Mai decisively killed the young man in green shirt and decided to take the sword himself.

It stands to reason that Buddhism can transform machinery, even monks, AI, and magic weapons, but how can it be possible to transform the spiritual power obtained from his penance?

This simply breaks through the basic common sense of cultivation.

Before all the aura that made up the sword rain storm was released, the old man Mai decisively changed his moves, and he didn't dare to take back these aura that had been released into his body again, so he pointed his finger at his cervical vertebrae - with a sword groan, the old man Mai actually pulled out a long sword from his cervical vertebrae.

The sword was hidden in his spine!

This is also the reason why he was able to conceive so much sword qi, he used his body as the scabbard of that peerless sword, in this way, he was both a monk and a part of the flying sword, so that he could control that immeasurable sword qi.

"Clear the void!"

The face of the old man in Mai was hideous, this sword was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the aura of the old man in Mai was placed in that sword, and the whole person seemed to turn into a light and shadow, stabbing towards the air.

"Slash!"

Shikong was also fearless, and his six arms changed the seal method and pressed against the old man in Mai, and for the first time on the expressionless metal face, he also revealed the appearance of angry Vajra.

Buddhism, how can there only be the method of degree, not the art of subduing demons?

Just when the two of them were about to fight to the death in a moment, they only heard a boom, and the entire Mount Meru began to tremble, as if a giant was shaking the entire mountain outside.

The lights went out on Mount Meru, and in that instant, the personality matrix of the Buddha of All Dimensions, together with the CCTV system outside, looked out, trying to figure out what was going on.

The microcomputer association launched a bombing campaign against the location of Mount Meru.