Several young monks who were meditating and practicing in the lecture hall felt the sword intent in the courtyard, and immediately got up one after another, looking at the woman who walked into the garden, a little surprised, but they were not flustered, let alone afraid.

Seven or eight people quietly pinched the law decision, ready to form a law seal at any time, thinking indifferently, this woman actually dared to come to the door, it was really a death.

These people were outside the Lingyin Temple that day, and they didn't see Yang Liu sword out, but they just heard about it, thinking that the first one was seriously injured and killed by her.

I don't know how to be Yang Liu's opponent with their realm cultivation.

Watanari knew what happened that day, and the person who was able to kill the first seat was definitely not a weak woman.

Therefore, Du Cheng was tense all over, and he didn't dare to be careless, staring at the other party without saying a word.

Yang Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You said you want to beat me into the Buddha cave?"

Looking at the tall monk in front of him, who was a little unangry and arrogant, Yang Liu didn't know why, and an inexplicable boredom rose in his heart.

It's like being born to look down on those monks.

Watari stood up, he didn't know why this woman came out of prison, but since she came, there was naturally more reason to act.

"Okay, the old monk thinks that you are hiding in the precept hall, it is not easy to do it, since you want to find death, then go to death."

The words fell, and Du Cheng bent down and took a step forward.

Only a boom was heard.

A tornado suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

The tornado made long trails on the flat ground and slammed forward.

The woman in front of her was also unrelenting.

I saw Yang Liu rush forward, and a pale white phalanx appeared on the long sword.

Bang!

The two collided in the middle of the courtyard, and the strong impact caused the surrounding flower beds and trees to shatter in an instant, and they were launched in all directions.

Yang Liu's figure disappeared strangely, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Ducheng, and slashed down with another sword.

Du Cheng blocked in front of him with both hands, and he was going to resist this sword.

A violent wave of explosive gas erupted in the air, and his body quickly moved forward, and then suddenly levitated in the air, and his right hand drew a mysterious mark in the air.

Bang!

The sigil collided with the willow sword in a crushing stance.

This time, Yang Liu was beaten back a few steps.

Du Cheng looked at the woman in front of him and said disdainfully: "This seat is very curious, Senior Brother Du Zhen has been in the Upper Three Realms for hundreds of years, if there is someone in the world who can kill him with a sword, except for the head of your Dao Sect and the city lord of the Blue Emperor City, no one can do it, and it is even more impossible to cultivate in your realm at this time."

Yang Liu was silent.

After she came out of Lingshan, everyone said that she killed the first lecture hall of Lingyin Temple, and even Hui Ke thought so.

And Shen Yu, who knew the truth of the matter, disappeared again, and Yang Liu was reluctant to explain.

Kill and kill, there's nothing to say.

Du Cheng saw that she didn't speak, her face was gloomy, the reincarnation of Patriarch Miaohua, but she was not a disciple of Buddhism.

But none of this matters.

Lingyin Temple needs a reason.

"Sword Nine, the Wind Rises Dragon Snake." A faint murmur rang out from the ground.

Ducheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

A black dragon that was dozens of feet long appeared out of thin air and surged towards Ducheng.

Watari changed his expression slightly, his hands swayed horizontally in front of his chest in mid-air, and his two arms were covered by golden light.

Then he slapped his palm.

The palm gesture was unremarkable, with only a breeze in it.

The black dragon collided with his palms, and countless brilliant rays of light bloomed in the sky.

"Hmph, a little girl who hasn't even stepped into the Three Realms, where did she get the courage to break into my lecture hall, if it weren't for my Buddha's compassion, how could I have allowed you to live until now."

Watari Senran said.

Bang! The black dragon was shattered by his palms for several years, and then vanished.

The next moment, the woman slashed down from the sky with a majestic sword intent.

Bite!

Watarari's figure shook suddenly, and a corner of Zen clothes was instantly cut off by the sword qi.

"Presumptuous!" Du Cheng roared violently, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed forward.

Like a dragon startled.

The sword shadows in the sky instantly dispersed under the impact of this punch, and the momentum of the punch did not stop at all, and hit the woman's shoulder.

Burst!

The willow flew upside down, and then smashed the courtyard wall. Ь.

She struggled to her feet, leaning against the wall, her right hand over her shoulder, the corners of her mouth stained her clothes red with blood.

The realm gap is too big.

There is a fugue realm and a bodhisattva realm between the two, and the years of cultivation are far apart, and Yang Liu can't think of any way to hurt him.

Du Cheng didn't make a move, he quietly looked at the woman in front of him, and his eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement.

Why hasn't Miaohua's divine thoughts appeared yet, from beginning to end, what Ducheng was looking for was Miaohua, because he knew the truth of the day, and only Miaohua had the ability to kill the first one with one sword.

And the woman in front of her is just her boarding body.

But now, Watari knew very well that as long as he threw another punch, the woman would definitely die.

In this kind of life and death situation, Miaohua did not appear, which made Du Cheng a little confused.

Dozens of monks in the lecture hall were thrilled when they saw this scene.

Those low-level disciples who knew the woman's identity were even more shocked.

Resisting the Divine Journey Realm with a punch and not dying, in their minds, this is something that only a cultivator with outstanding talent can do.

Not to mention the body of a woman.

Yang Liu held the long sword in his right hand and slowly got up.

"I thought that the Bodhisattva realm was equivalent to the realm of Dao Xuan Shibo, but it seems that I still think highly of you."

Yang Liu's face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he said calmly: "There is also a gap between the same realm, although your realm is high, but your combat power is too weak."

"And I'm not weak."

Yang Liu silently said,

The next moment, a dark yellow light completely erupted from all over his body, and his aura instantly changed and broke through the Divine Journey Realm.

There is a combination of yin and yang.

After that, the heavens and the earth erupted into violent shocks.

Like a cicada metamorphosing, like a cocoon turning into a butterfly, there are golden flowers falling from the sky, and there are golden lotuses surging on the ground.

Go to the three realms and cross the realm of tribulation.

Du Cheng looked at the extraordinary scene in front of him, his face full of disbelief.

He had heard of someone breaking through the realm overnight, but he had never heard of someone who could break through several realms in a single breath.

And it's a couple of big realms.

Although the other monks were born in holy places, it was even more difficult to understand such a thing that broke common sense.

Why is there such a thing in the world?

...

In a large hall in the distance, the delirious monk could naturally know more things, and looking at this scene, he also said in admiration: "Patriarch Miaohua, it actually exists in this way, and that woman's physique is indeed worthy of the body of an earth immortal."

Hui Ke's expression was calm, and he said, "When you are strong, you are strong, and when you are weak, you are weak, that woman is a disciple of the Dao Sect, and she is from the Yuan Temple, I heard that a hundred years ago, Dao Yan Zhenren got a mountain peak in the extreme west, think about it, that woman is the spirit of the mountain."

The delirious monk nodded slightly, and sighed: "The prosperity of the Taoist sect is not a good thing for my Buddhist sect, just look at this woman, except for you, who can match my Buddhist sect among the younger generation."

Hui Ke thought for a while and said seriously, "Uncle Shi, it's time for the battle between the size of my Buddhism to end."

Hearing this, the eyes of the delusional monk burst out with a fine light, and his gaze swept over countless green mountains, all the way to the east.

Buddhism is not only Lingyin Temple, countless years ago, it was the largest force in Linghuang.

Even if it is the Demon Domain and the Demon Domain, the Buddha Gate is not far behind.

But in the heyday, the Taoist ancestor went out of Xiaguan in the west, leaving a disciple, and since then the luck of Buddhism has been divided into two.

Xizhou Lingshan cultivates the Mahayana method.

The land of the East Ancestral Continent is repaired

Hinayana method.

Buddhism is divided, people are also different, in the East Ancestral Continent, there is also a Buddhist holy place is not worse than Lingyin Temple.

At this time, the younger generation of disciples of the Daomen sprung up after the rain, and the Buddhism Sect is now out of Huike, and there is no one to compete with them.

That's why Hui Ke mentioned it.

It's time to end the battle over the size of Buddhism. Xiu Shu

The breeze blew and blew the robe of the delusional monk, as if there was a Buddha sound in the Lingshan.

The current first person of the Lingyin Temple slowly got up and said lightly, "When the matter here is over, you will go east to the Ancestral Continent and deliver a letter for me."

Hui Ke nodded.

...

The spiritual power in the courtyard has changed from raging at the beginning to being stable now.

Watari has regained his calm.

This monk, who has been practicing in Lingshan since he was a child, has seen too many strange and strange things in his life, and has even walked through Zhongzhou with his senior brother.

When he was young, he had the impression that there were two people like this.

First, in Qingdi City, that guy named Song Nu was born.

The other is in the Taoist sect.

There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and there are so many geniuses.

But so what, is it because the other party is a genius who is afraid, and the realm is higher than his own, he retreats.

Practitioners go against the sky.

An invisible momentum emanated from Du Cheng's body, and the gravel on the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Now that you've stepped into the Upper Three Realms, I won't stay any longer."

Du Cheng's hands formed a complex mark, and he said in a deep voice, "No matter how you killed my senior brother that day, today, I will return it to you for my senior brother."

Yang Liu didn't speak, and stepped out directly.

Su Mo once said that in the world, there are many people she can beat, and there are many people who can't beat.

It doesn't depend on the opponent's realm.

It depends on her mood.

And now, Yang Liu feels very angry for the first time.

Just like when she was in Cuizhu Peak, her natal sword was destroyed.

The sky was originally cloudless, but at this moment, countless clouds suddenly converged.

The entire Lingshan was shrouded in darkness, and the next moment, the torrential rain was pouring in.

In the wind and rain, the figures of the two disappeared in place at the same time.

Two rays of light in the sky flickered, collided with each other, and then parted with a single touch.

Bang bang bang!

Countless brilliant sparks accompanied by the sound of collision.

The disciples of the Lingyin Temple, whose realm was weak, could only see the powerful thin lines and spiritual power fluctuations that flashed in the air.

With the collision and separation of the two lights in the air, all kinds of supernatural sword moves emerged one after another, and the countless monks in the lecture hall were excited.

"Uncle Shi's one-finger Zen magic power is really profound, and every finger points out the weak point of the sword's strength."

"That woman's sword moves seem to be familiar."

"But it's amazing that woman has been able to persist until now under Uncle Shi's magical powers."

During the session, the disciples argued.

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