When you did a game with me, you didn't give it your all. ”

"This Unifying Excalibur is really terrifying."

"If he uses all his strength, I'm afraid that Long Dan will be damaged, and I will have to enter the loop to avoid its edge." Chu Qianqiu invited two people from the princess's mansion at the beginning, and they were willing to help, but Chu Qianqiu had to take the lead.

Fortunately, he kept an extra eye and didn't want to swallow the Guiyi Divine Sword, so he went to Wanshou Temple to find a helper and let Zen Master Zuyuan serve as a meat shield.

Sure enough, even the true body of the King of Fudo Ming was pierced by this terrifying divine soldier with a sword, and if he was replaced by an ordinary martial arts master, he was afraid that he would die on the spot.

Yi Daoren used his true qi to condense weapons and stack thunder armor, and he was also killed by Wang Danyang with a sword. He now understood how terrifying the power of the divine weapon was, and he was glad for his wit.

Chu Qianqiu was watching the play outside, but Wang Danyang was in a desperate situation.

"What a Wanshou Temple, what an ancestral Zen master!" Wang Danyang burst out with an astonishing sword aura, and he pierced the martial arts of the Fudo Ming King again and again, but in exchange for one after another injuries, the Fudo Ming King recovered as before.

Such a battle is desperate. The fire phoenix attacked, and the four eminent monks around him condensed the longevity Buddha, sang Zen in Sanskrit, and laid down a large array to lock him up step by step.

"Danyang donor, why did you let the Excalibur be dusty." Zen Master Zu Yuan did not persecute to death, but took two steps back and asked earnestly.

"Zen Master Zuyuan, don't you want to use a strategy to attack your heart!" No matter how downtrod Wang Danyang is, he was also the top master of Great Xia, one of the top ten sword saints, how could he let others bully.

"Danyang donor, the old man is not using a strategy to attack the heart, but the power of your divine sword, which is too small."

"This is not the power that the Unified Divine Sword should have, maybe it surpasses the treasure soldiers, but it is a divine artifact covered with dust." Zen Master Zu Yuan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Wang Danyang's heart, making him feel a faint pain.

The biggest difference between a divine soldier and a treasure soldier is that a divine soldier has a divine charm, which is the product of a change in spiritual power, and is very similar to the law.

The Divine Sword of Unity was able to penetrate the true body of the Fudo Ming King because it possessed the charm of [Unity], which could condense all the power into one point and exert the ultimate destructive power.

And now the charm on this divine weapon has been exhausted.

"Even if Shen Yun is gone, it's enough to kill you."

"Why should the donor be obsessed, Lao Wei is not a person from Great Xia, and your hatred for Great Xia has nothing to do with Wanshou Temple." Zen Master Zu Yuan sighed softly, wanting to point out a clear path to the other party.

"Zen Master Zuyuan, poor Dao admires you as a great power of Buddhism."

"But if you want to persuade the poor Dao to take refuge in Buddhism, it's wishful thinking!" Wang Danyang faced a desperate situation, but his face did not change, he was the elite of the Daomen after all, seeing that the ancestral Yuan Zen master was pressing step by step, but he did not directly kill the killer, he understood what the other party meant.

The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back. Donor, you might as well take refuge in my Buddha. If an elder who once belonged to the sect rebelled from the Taoist sect and then joined the Buddhist sect, it would be a major political victory.

Of course, now it is not as good as back then, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism have an agreement, and they can't be so blatant, let him be a guest or something, and it is enough to make Guiyi lose face.

As for the Divine Sword of Unity, it will also become the divine sword of Buddhism. It's a pity that Wang Danyang was stubborn and cut off his last ray of life.

"God has the virtue of a good life, why is it so painful for Danyang donor?"

"The Buddhist gate is vast and can accommodate it, but Wanshou Temple is not good, and there are six doors to live in." Zen Master Zu Yuan sighed lightly, he was obviously the protector of King Kong who subdued demons and eliminated demons, but he was the kind-hearted Buddha of Pudu, and worked hard to win a talent like Wang Danyang.

Any master who can reach the realm of manifestation is an incomparable wealth, and if someone from the Buddhist sect defects to Great Xia, he can also treat him with courtesy.

Although Wang Danyang's resume has some problems, he will definitely be unforgiving, but compared to such a talent, he is willing to take such a risk, at most arrange it in the six doors, and don't let it out, so as not to embarrass everyone and make it difficult for everyone to meet.

"Although the rain is heavy, it does not moisten the grass without roots, and although the Dharma is wide, it does not cross the people who have no fate." (Note 1)

"The poor road has nothing to do with the Buddha."

"What's more, the husband must not be humiliated again." Just as at the end of the Three Kingdoms, when Shu was facing a desperate situation, Qian Zhou persuaded Liu Chan to surrender, that is, not to be humiliated again.

Originally, Wang Danyang's reputation was already rotten in Great Xia, and if he surrendered to Buddhism, that reputation would be gone.

"Zen Master Zuyuan, the poor Dao will be the Dao Gate today, and a big enemy will be removed!" Wang Danyang is determined, he was able to live forever for himself back then, steal the treasures of the sect, and today he will not be moved by the words of Zen Master Zuyuan.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and please ask the donor to help." Zen Master Zu Yuan is not afraid, even if Wang Danyang's divine sword is in hand, King Kong is not bad, and he is not afraid of any strong attack.

"Sir!" The woman who was sent away by Wang Danyang with a wave of true anger actually ran back between the master battles.

Whether it is this Buddha or the fire phoenix, as long as there is a little aftermath, it may turn her into ashes.

But she still rushed back, maybe because she didn't want to make a grudge, whether it was the senior monk of Wanshou Temple or the Lingwei Fairy, they all deliberately opened the net, maybe they had the idea of surrendering the other party.

A martial arts master, after all, still has desperate hole cards. Even if he was surrounded by six martial arts masters, he would have a chance to fight back.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Danyang said softly, and the woman who was called Li Niang replied in a low voice.

"Master, where can I go?"

"And our children."

"Anywhere, Wanshou Temple is also a famous and decent family, don't do that meaningless thing."

"You can also go to the Wang family in Great Xia, or you can remarry someone else."

"There are many people who can't live in the poor way, and you are one of them."

"Let's go." Wang Danyang didn't tell Li Niang about his origins again, so he used his true qi again to send her away.

"Zen Master Zuyuan, I'm glad to meet you." The Divine Sword of Unity emitted a dazzling light, three points brighter than the light of the Fire Phoenix.

This Taoist priest who seized the treasure Shen Yun in order to surpass the life limit finally returned Shen Yun to part of it at the last moment, making the divine sword exert its true power.

Wang Danyang turned gray in an instant and became a gloomy old man, but his life has never been so vivid.

At the last moment of his life, he actually had some gratitude.

"The work of creation and transformation has been in the past three hundred years, and the world has been flowing with the waves so far."

The immortal had no choice but to be ruthless, and asked why he should ask the heavens. (Note 2) This sword is the real Great Xia Sword Saint.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." The monks of Wanshou Temple recited the Buddha name in unison, and Fairy Lingwei's face changed, can Zen Master Zuyuan resist such a divine sword?

The dark clouds that obscured the moon were eroded by the sword intent and shattered one after another, revealing a bright moon hanging high.

"Buddha Amitayus." Zu Yuan's body exudes the same golden light. The King of Fudo Ming blocked the Excalibur with an expressionless face, so that it could not advance an inch.

Is there a limit to such a divine sword after all?

"Vajra robe?"

"It seems that the sword of the poor road is not sharp enough." Wang Danyang stood in place, closed his eyes, and his breath was cut off.

"If the old man wants to deal with the Danyang donor, he naturally has to do everything possible."

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." Zen Master Zu Yuan clasped his hands together, and the monks present recited the mantra for him.