"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Looking at the white jade divine sword hanging in the night sky, the four holy monks who were originally ancient and waveless couldn't help but change their faces slightly, and whispered a Buddha call.

As the top masters of Buddhism, each of them has been famous in the rivers and lakes for more than 60 years. Although he eats fasting and recites Buddha and meditates on meditation, he has been fighting against the Demon Gate for many years, and his martial arts knowledge can be said to be very extensive.

In the short fight just now, they were already keenly aware that Meng Xiuyuan was quite different from all the martial arts masters they had come into contact with before.

Seeing this flying sword hanging in the void at this moment, they also had to admit that the martial arts of the young man in front of them had made them a little incomprehensible to some extent.

It's a pity that the reason has been exhausted, and the time has come when we have to fight. Although the four of them were already impressed by Meng Xiuyuan's words, and they also admired the martial arts of the young man in front of them, as the leader of Buddhism, it was difficult for him to surrender without a fight and give up the reputation of Buddhism for hundreds of years.

"I lived to be 100 years old, but I didn't expect to be able to broaden my horizons today, which is really a blessing.

Meng Shi's natural resources, martial arts break the conventional world, making people elusive.

In that case, then the four of us will try to recruit for Childe......"

Master Jiaxiang sighed deeply, then took half a step back and stood beside the remaining three monks.

In just this moment, the four monks' qi machines merged into one, regardless of each other. Compared with the time when the three monks of Daoxin, Wisdom, and Emperor Heart joined forces just now, the momentum suddenly more than doubled.

Obviously, this thin, kind-looking Master Jiaxiang is the strongest of the four holy monks.

"Four masters, please......"

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, and simply said lightly, but then he didn't make a move, but closed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, the four old monks couldn't help but feel a little confused for a while, although they had rich experience in facing the enemy.

It wasn't until a moment later that the four of them subconsciously looked at the white jade flying sword above their heads, and suddenly felt like a mang on their backs, and they were extremely frightened.

Just because of the flying sword hanging in the night sky, the light suddenly increased several times at some point, and the blazing white light was already very dazzling.

"Attack!"

Seeing this, the four monks all felt bad, and only felt that when this flying sword fell, the four of them might be unable to resist. So with a low shout, the four of them didn't care about the demeanor of their predecessors, and hurriedly rushed to Meng Xiuyuan.

The two sides were a few feet apart, and in terms of the light skills of the four holy monks, it was only a moment's journey. But at this moment, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Holy monk beware......"

Meng Xiuyuan said lightly, and at the same time, the sword finger was already rushing out.

Unlike before, he didn't have a strong qi sword stretched out in his hand at the moment, and there was no true qi surging on his body, only the white jade divine sword in the sky suddenly turned into a streamer, cutting through the night sky and falling straight down.

The speed of the sword light was completely beyond the expectations of the four monks, and even if the spiritual sense in their hearts warned in advance, it would be difficult for the four of them to have a chance to dodge.

However, after all, the four holy monks are the top masters in the world, and in a moment, they still made the most ingenious and reasonable response.

I saw that the three monks of Jiaxiang, Daoxin, and Wisdom suddenly flashed behind the Emperor Heart Venerable, and their hands were printed on his back, and then, I saw the Zen staff in the hands of the Emperor Heart Venerable suddenly come out of his hand, carrying the incomparably majestic Buddhist true qi of the four people, and went straight to the sword light above the heads of the four people.

The next moment, listen to "Dang!" There was a sound on the ground, and the fine iron Zen staff full of the true qi of Buddhism collapsed at the touch of a button, and was simply cut into two pieces in the air.

And Meng Xiuyuan's sword light was slightly missed by the huge force carried by the Zen staff, and it swept past the four monks in a thrilling way, and the aftermath shot straight through the thick bridge deck of the stone bridge and fell straight into Luoshui.

Gravel splashed, and a loud bang spread across both sides of the Luoshui River.

All of a sudden, whether it was the four holy monks who were the parties involved, or the concubines and Dugu Lords who were bystanders, they were all deeply shocked by the power of this sword, and it was difficult to say for a long time.

After a while, Venerable Emperor Xin suddenly turned his head to look at Meng Xiuyuan, folded his hands and bowed, and said softly:

"Master Meng, thank you for showing mercy to your subordinates just now and sparing the lives of the four of me......"

As the executor of the combined strike, Venerable Emperor Xin can be said to have felt the most profound pressure of this sword, and also has the most clear understanding of Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword technique.

He understood that the reason why Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword could so easily cut off the Zen staff thrown by the four of them was because there was some kind of mysterious connection between Meng Xiuyuan and this white jade long sword, which could continuously transmit spirit and true qi to the sword, and it was stronger than the death force that had already come out of his hand.

And it was precisely because of this that Meng Xiuyuan, the sword just now, only needed to correct the trajectory a little in the end, then at least one of the four of him would be seriously injured and die at this moment, and there was no reason to be spared.

Obviously, it was Meng Xiuyuan who deliberately kept his hand, so that the sword light fell on the stone bridge.

Thinking of this, Venerable Emperor Xin was very grateful to Meng Xiuyuan, so he had a faint desire to admit defeat in his heart.

However, after hearing this, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head and replied seriously:

"Your Holiness doesn't need to be like this, let's say that it is good to learn martial arts, and it is the rule of the competition not to hurt people's lives.

It's me who overestimated myself, and I thought that my spiritual cultivation had made repeated breakthroughs recently, and I should have mastered this flying sword technique.

Unexpectedly, this trick is not very mature, it can be sent but not received, and it cannot be manipulated as expected, hurting people without killing.

Therefore, the four of them are not defeated to me, please continue to attack. ”

When the four holy monks heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, their expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but have a little more respect for the young man in front of them. The four of them exchanged glances, and then they heard a faint sigh, and Jiaxiang said:

"Amitabha...... Lord Meng Shi was lenient and generous, which really embarrassed the four of me.

It's just that today's events have long-term implications, and we have to go all out with our restricted identities.

In that case, please ask the donor to take our hand as well......"

As he spoke, the true qi of the four holy monks was agitating all over their bodies, and their aura was rising higher and higher, and in Meng Xiuyuan's spiritual sense, it suddenly doubled without warning, and they were still rising rapidly.

Obviously, these four people used some secret method of Buddhism to stimulate their potential, and they wanted to use a trick to compete with Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan already knew the skills of Buddhism, and he also hoped that he could let go of the strong enemies in a battle, so he did not stop them, but just stood quietly and waited peacefully.

After a while, I saw that the faces of the four people were already faintly golden, and their breath had also climbed to the peak, and when Jiaxiang spoke again, the Sanskrit sound fluttered and moved, as if it really came from the Far West Elysium:

"All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such.

One finger Zen, please beware of the donor......"

After saying that, Jiaxiang slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it towards Meng Xiuyuan's chest from a distance of several zhang.

Like the sword finger that Meng Xiuyuan made just now, Jiaxiang's finger also didn't show any qi and finger power, and it was vague and insignificant, as if it was a joke.

However, in Meng Xiuyuan's spiritual awareness, there was a sudden great pressure, and so far in this life, he had never received such a magnificent blow.

In a trance, Meng Xiuyuan vaguely saw an Arhat phantom more than ten zhang high on the top of the heads of the four old monks, stretched out a finger as thick as Optimus Prime, and pressed towards him from the top of his head.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was not afraid, and immediately stretched out a sword finger with the same strength, and greeted the Heavenly Arhat Phantom with an incomparable sharp qi sword.

For a while, the wind swept and scattered, blowing Meng Xiuyuan's clothes fluttering, and blowing the Luoshui under the bridge.

The fingers that gathered the lifelong spirit of the four great monks were really extraordinary, and they were on a par with Meng Xiuyuan, and for a while, the two sides were inseparable, and the situation was at a stalemate.

This kind of consumption competition was originally quite beneficial to Meng Xiuyuan, but at this critical moment, there was a sudden force that came close to the stone bridge deck and swept towards Meng Xiuyuan's lower plate.

This energy is actually from Master Daoxin, who stealthily shot at the stone pillar next to the bridge in advance before Jiaxiang made his fingers. The qi speed was slow and tenacious, and it was only at this moment that it was refracted by the stone pillar and attacked in front of Meng Xiuyuan.

Obviously, this holy monk was well-planned, and he had anticipated in advance that the four of them would not be able to take down Meng Xiuyuan with all their strength, so he deliberately left such a backhand as a move to break the game.

Meng Xiu frowned when he saw this, and under the all-out fight, although he sensed this qi in advance, he couldn't resist it. Because as long as his strength in his hand is a little weaker at the moment, I am afraid that the earth-shattering finger will fall on his head.

Suddenly, Meng Xiuyuan had a plan in his heart, and he jumped back sharply and fell into the Luoshui under the Tianjin Bridge.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the four holy monks who were the parties or the concubine Xuan who was watching the battle from the sidelines, they were all puzzled in their hearts, and they only felt that Meng Xiuyuan was no different from admitting defeat.

After all, even if Meng Xiuyuan's skills are extraordinary and he can settle on the water, he is still not as stable and powerful as on the ground. When the earth-shattering fingers of the four holy monks fall again, I am afraid that he will no longer have the strength to resist.

However, surprise is surprise, the offensive of the four holy monks did not stagnate in the slightest, and the finger of the phantom Arhat still chased towards Meng Xiuyuan, and the vigor of the Luoshui was several feet round, showing a deep dent on the water surface.

Meng Xiuyuan was pressed by this finger force, and the speed of his fall became faster and faster, as if he was about to be pressed into the water and defeated in the next moment. But at the moment when his toes were on the water, he saw a white light suddenly appear at the bottom of the river.

The next moment, he saw that the white jade long sword had broken through the water and landed in Meng Xiuyuan's hand, carrying his body to break through the fingers of the four monks, and rushed upwards instead.

Seeing this, the four holy monks knew that the situation was wrong, and under their rich experience, they did not blindly continue to oppress, but slowly withdrew their strength, gathering momentum in order to strike a stronger blow.

A moment later, Meng Xiuyuan held a white jade long sword, and his figure slowly floated up from the side of the bridge, until it was more than a foot above the bridge deck before stopping.

The four holy monks saw the wonder of Meng Xiuyuan holding a sword and hanging in the void like this, although they were extremely amazed in their hearts, they were unable to say anything more. Shouting in unison, the four of them poured all their remaining essence and spirit into one finger, and pointed out towards Meng Xiuyuan.

And the divine sword in Meng Xiuyuan's hand is more and more radiant, and the white light is dazzling, almost encompassing Meng Xiuyuan's entire body, making the person and the sword light merge into one.

Immediately, without saying more, this earth-shattering finger power and the white sword light had already collided tacitly.

The wind was turbulent, the air thunder roared, and after a while, I saw Meng Xiuyuan's fingered long sword standing indifferently on the bridge, and the four holy monks were all lying on the ground.

The confrontation between them was too brief and too dazzling, so that everyone on the ship did not see what was happening.

Only when the concubine on the side had profound skills and stood in the front position, she could barely see some of the mysteries.

In a trance, Concubine Shi only remembered that there seemed to be two full moons above Luoshui at that time. The sword light is like moonlight, bright and moving, which makes her unforgettable in this life.

This chapter was written with some input, deleted and revised back and forth, and it was sent late, so forgive me

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