Sword intent broke through?

The second-grade realm comprehended the sword intent, which was undoubtedly enough to shock Ye Wuwu's heart.

But he was not in the mood to care about this sword intent now, but looked at him with a solemn gaze.

Four burly figures appeared on both sides of the Buddha Palace and slowly walked out.

Ye Wuwu had no doubt that if it weren't for the empowerment at a critical juncture, the angry Ngawang Luo inside would definitely rush out and slap himself to death.

The four burly monks in front of him wrapped in prayer beads are all in the realm of blowing snow.

And Awangluo in the Buddha Palace is the realm of Dengfeng.

Ye Wuwu's scalp was a little numb, no matter what, this was not something he could beat.

His first-grade sword qi had been exhausted at this moment, and there were still two sword immortal sword qi left on his body.

There is a sword immortal sword qi that has been quietly condensed, ready to be thrown out at any time.

Ye Wuwu didn't think that he would be able to defeat or kill the other party with these two sword qi, but he could at least delay for a moment and let himself get out alive.

He shouted into the temple.

"Cangyangcuo, Maggie Ami asked me to bring you a message."

"She wants to hear you read a poem again."

After saying these two sentences, Ye Wuwu turned his head and fled down the mountain, his speed was so fast that even the flying sword did not let it go.

The words have been brought, and under that sword, even if the other party has closed his five senses, he should have woken up.

Ye Wuwu thought that he had done his best, if he stayed here any longer, facing four first-class powerhouses would be like looking for death.

The countless monks present were all stunned, obviously having some doubts about Ye Wuwu's words.

Maggie Ami? So who is that?

Only a very small number of eminent monks had complicated expressions at the moment, and then their eyes looked at the lotus pond in unison.

At the beginning, this woman's affairs were handled by the other party.

Until now, this woman has not died.

The golden filaments that filled the hall suddenly stopped at this moment, and Ngawang Luo took a few steps back, looking at him with gloomy eyes.

He looked at the red-clothed monk in front of him.

Cang Yangcuo slowly opened his eyes at this moment, his face was calm, but it was he who terminated this empowerment on his own.

It was not an easy task to forcibly suspend the empowerment of hundreds of eminent monks, and at this moment, blood slowly overflowed from the seven orifices of Cangyangcuo, and the blood faintly turned from red to gold.

But his eyes were still full of calm, and he just looked at the disappeared figure outside the Buddha Palace, and then looked at the gloomy Ngawangluo in front of him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Ngawang Luo's eyes showed a trace of complicated emotion, and he spoke.

"You shouldn't give up on this Buddhahood."

Cang Yangcuo clasped his hands together, bowed to the Buddhist sect master in front of him, and then said slowly.

"The little monk never gave up saving her."

When Ngawang Lo said about giving up, he meant that Cangyangcuo gave up this great opportunity to become a Buddha.

And the abandonment in Cangyangcuo's mouth is that he never gave up saving the woman named Maggie Ami.

When he knew that he was the chosen Buddha, he said nothing to Maji Ami.

He returned to the Buddha Gate with the lotus pond, and he thought that in this way, everything would be calm and everything would return to normal.

But a few months later, he learned that Maggie Ami had died of a serious illness.

He didn't care if it was true or not, and he couldn't care anymore.

Whether the other party was sick or not, he could never see the woman again.

But that's what he thinks.

The Buddha asked in the palace, and asked the heart on the snow mountain, and Cang Yangcuo had realized it in his heart.

If there was no news brought by Ye Wuwu, Cangyangcuo would have really chosen to become a Buddha, even if he didn't know who it would be in the future, but he would have no regrets.

Cang Yangcuo got up lightly, and slapped the red robe on his body lightly with both hands, as if he wanted to slap something down.

Then he bowed to the hundreds of monks around him.

Ngawang Luo looked at Cangyangcuo, who was walking by him gently at this moment, and there was a rare trace of anger in his eyes, and he turned around and drank.

"Cangyangcuo, where are you going?"

Cang Yangcuo did not stop, and walked straight out.

He left a word, his voice was calm, but it resounded throughout the Buddha Palace.

"Go write a poem for her."

Ngawang Luo couldn't hold back his emotions anymore at this moment, and said angrily.

"Stop him."

Immediately, Ngawang Luo made a bold move and slapped his palm towards the other party, and a golden body appeared faintly behind him.

When the strong people of Buddhism reach the realm of one grade, they will choose a living Buddha to condense their own dharma appearance.

One shot is equivalent to two, and one palm is equivalent to two palms.

Cang Yangcuo's expression showed a touch of sadness.

A golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind him, but at this moment it seemed that a lot was missing, it was not real, and it could not be completely condensed.

But it was enough to horrify those present.

The difference between the law and the Buddha statue is a thousand miles.

The Dharma is just nothing, even if Ngawang Luo embodied it between heaven and earth with strong cultivation, but after all, it is nothing, just a method against the enemy.

But the Buddha statue is a real thing between heaven and earth, even if this Buddha statue is not in the world.

The palm of the golden-bodied Dharma Xiang smashed hard behind the Buddha statue of Cangyangcuo, and the golden-bodied Buddha statue was suddenly shattered.

Cang Yangcuo spat out a mouthful of blood, but his figure suddenly swept up, and with the power of this palm, he flew directly down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Ye Wuwu, who was running away, looked to the side with a confused expression at the moment.

He had just run down from the mountain, and the four King Kongs didn't know if they had kindness or something, but they only symbolically attacked themselves and didn't pursue them.

When Ye Wuwu just ran away, he noticed the changes in the Buddha Palace, and he couldn't help but say that Ye Wuwu thought that it was the movement caused by Cangyangcuo.

Having done this, Ye Wuwu was very satisfied, and used the farewell sword technique to run all the way down.

As a result, not long after running out of the heavenly road, Ye Wuwu saw a figure flying down the mountain spitting blood.

It really flew down.

Five hundred steps were easily crossed by Cang Yangcuo, and then he fell to Ye Wuwu's side with blood in his mouth.

The corners of Ye Wuwu's eyes twitched, and said.

"What's wrong? Touching porcelain? I didn't hit you. ”

Even though Cang Yangcuo spit blood, his still calm eyes were a little helpless at the moment.

He stretched out his hand and said weakly.

"Where's Maggie Ami?"

Ye Wuwu glanced at the other party, and didn't say much, just grabbed Cangyangcuo, picked it up and ran.

Behind him, a golden rainbow chased after him.

On the mountain road, the four Buddhist Gate King Kongs, which are as burly as small mountains, are also attacking down the mountain at this moment, and the speed is extremely fast.

Looking up at the Changhong again, Ye Wuwu only felt a little miserable in his heart.

There are four realms in a product, the lower section is the white rainbow and the blowing snow, and the upper section is the realm of Dengfeng and the extreme.

At this moment, Ngawang Luo, the sect master of Buddhism, has shown the strength of Dengfeng.

And it is the pinnacle of the Dengfeng realm.

Arriving at the upper section of a product, after Dengfeng, every move and style can pull the power of heaven and earth, and it can also step into the air.

In an instant, Ngawang Luo passed over Ye Wuwu's head and slammed into the ground in front of him.

Ngawang Lo no longer concealed his anger at this moment, laughed angrily, and was about to speak, but his voice stopped abruptly.

He was greeted by a sword that was bright enough to cut through everything in the place.

The sword qi as high as hundreds of zhang stood in the void, and on the snow-capped mountains not far away, countless flying snow blew up.

The second sword immortal sword qi was unleashed with all his strength at this moment.