The hair was tied to Qianjun, only in an instant, Chen Zhuo's hands were closed, and the strange sword was already between the two palms.

"Huh?"

What's even more strange is that this sword is not a substance, but is shaped by the spirit out of thin air, shining with the golden light of the Buddha.

This is the Buddha soldier.

Grabbing the sword in his hand, Chen Zhuo's face was steep, but he felt that there seemed to be a huge wave in front of him, and it was difficult to stabilize the center of gravity under his feet for a while.

"Boom!"

"Crush me!"

As soon as his right foot sank, the big waves above the blue waves of the ocean were lifted, and several water columns were blown up, Chen Zhuo's eyes were ruthless, his hands were tight, and the sword shadow in his palm had already shattered into a golden glow.

He naturally lowered his arms, looked down at the blood-stained sword wound on his chest, and there was no expression on his face.

With this sword alone, this person is invincible in the East, which is by no means ordinary and extremely terrifying.

"Who is it?"

Chen Zhuo's mind was racing, and he could already feel that there were two more powerful qi machines between heaven and earth.

In addition to the empty self who claims to be the "successor of Bodhidharma", there are still top masters in Buddhism in the world?

"The supreme master with the supreme Buddha soldier, could it be ......" Chen Zhuomeng took a deep breath, "That's the case, it's lively." ”

After he subdued the Fire Cloud Evil God before, he had learned a lot of hidden rumors on the rivers and lakes.

It is said that when Shakyamuni understood the Buddha's principles and realized the Tao under the Bodhi tree, he used Buddhism to refine a demonic and evil Buddha soldier, "Wanhua Golden Dragon Snatch", and comprehended a peerless magic skill, called "Rulai Divine Palm"; It's just that this thing was later obtained by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and sighed that the power of the divine palm was too amazing, so it was recreated into "Bodhidharma Divine Sword", plus "Bodhidharma Divine Palm", "Bodhidharma Divine Leg", which was collectively called "Bodhidharma Three Uniques" by the people in the rivers and lakes, shaking the past and the present.

Although this Buddha soldier is only spiritually shaped, but the divine will is complete, the power is not good, if Chen Zhuo expected to be good, this Buddhism is the top, I think it is the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism that only exists in the legend, Bodhidharma.

He felt it carefully, and the other qi machine seemed to be peaceful and waveless, like a pool of still water, but it also gave people an unfathomable feeling, as if there was a thunder and fire brewing inside, just to the yang, to the strong and fierce, as if it was also extraordinary.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill? The top of the Dao Gate? ”

Looking at the past and present, the top master of this method is only the creator of "Jiuyang Divine Skill" in the past, the true patriarch, Wang Chongyang.

It didn't take Chen Zhuo more than three or two seconds to come up with these two names in his mind, but when he was really sure, he was silent.

Who are these two people, the first ancestor of the founding sect of Buddhism, the ancestor of the founding sect of Taoism, any one of them, I am afraid that they are all domineering goods who gallop through the ancient and modern, invincible in the world, and now they are reappearing in the world, and they are all coming for him, unimaginable.

Feeling that the monk was going away one by one, one west and one east, Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled rapidly, his fists clenched, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, okay, there are really heroes here, so it's interesting." ”

His mood changed, suppressing the strong crisis, it seemed that it was impossible to stay here for a long time, and he could only solve it quickly.

But hiding in Tibet is not Chen Zhuo's style.

Now that the whole world is facing enemies and a big war is coming, he should have prepared early.

Chen Zhuo turned around and swept straight into the depths of the sea.

Since the situation is so desperate, it is simply more desperate and more straightforward.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

He had already seen it at the top of the world's martial arts, and now it was time to try the so-called technological weapons.

Half a month later.

On this day, on the west coast of the United States, many swimmers suddenly had their eyes lit up, and then exclaimed, looking at the sea with a line of water and sky.

I saw that above the endless blue waves, a figure stood still.

The crowd rioted, and everyone's eyes widened, staring closely at the mysterious figure that was not sinking.

Soon, someone discovered that this mysterious person was actually the person who was wanted by the United States with a large bounty and even the world, Chen Zhuo.

The news spread, and not long after, huge submarines suddenly appeared on the blue sea.

I couldn't help but say that two torpedoes had been fired at Chen Zhuo.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two deafening explosions, one after the other, were separated by a short interval, and the huge shock wave turned into a terrifying hurricane that swept in all directions.

The explosion dissipated, and Chen Zhuo stood on the sea, the water vapor outside his body tumbling, turning into a wall of water, enveloping his body without any damage.

"Okay." He grabbed the volley of the fast-diving submarine with his right hand, and his five fingers were falsely buckled, and a huge handprint appeared on the surface of the submarine, and the finger marks were clearly visible, "Since this is the case, then Chen is not welcome." ”

He folded his hands and his fingers clenched, as if he was rubbing something, and the submarine was twisting and deforming with his movements, tightening and curling, like a crumpled mass of paper, torpedoes exploded one after another, and the submarine was torn apart.

Chen Zhuo raised his hand and beckoned again, and several huge pieces of submarine wreckage simply left the sea water and hung in the air, turning into a huge iron ball.

On the coast, many police officers have arrived one after another, waiting for them; There are also fighter jets whizzing in the sky; On the distant seashore, a behemoth is coming to support, and it is an aircraft carrier.

Chen Zhuo's face was expressionless, he walked on the waves, walked to the iron ball, and gently pressed the five fingers of his right hand on it.

In front of everyone's eyes, the iron ball turned red at an extremely fast speed, and then melted, turning into a circulating mass of molten iron, refining the impurities, and then twisting and changing beside Chen Zhuo's body.

The molten iron was divided into nine, and with the control of Chen Zhuo's thoughts, the nine balls of molten iron began to reshape, stretch and stretch; It's just that the flying circle circled a few times, and when I looked at it again, there were nine more huge curved blades between heaven and earth, like nine rounds of arc moon, the edge of the blade was outward, and the snow was bright and cold.

This is a very amazing scene, looking at it from a distance, every curved blade is no less than thousands of catties, the big one is amazing, surrounding Chen Zhuo's relatively thin physique, like the stars and the moon, flying in the air, making people's scalp numb.

Chen Zhuo didn't say a word, raised his hand and pointed in the air, and a curved blade beside his body had swirled out in a heart-pounding buzz, turning an arc-shaped trajectory in the waves, splitting the wind and waves, turning into a cold shadow, rushing to the shore, swimming around, and turning back again.

On the shore, all the parked cars and buildings were split in half, and exploded one after another in the thick smoke, and the bodies of one person that were still alive one second were broken the next second, and died on the spot.

The huge arc blade exuded a bone-chilling glow, stained with blood, and harvested all life.

Some of the remaining arc blades flew into the sky, and some submerged into the sea, and they castrated extremely quickly.

And these arc blades fly out fast and fly back faster.

The clouds were detonated and deafening, the waves in the sea were rolling, and within four or five minutes, as the wreckage of the plane fell from the sky, countless submarine wrecks surfaced from the sea, and nine terrifying arc blades had returned to Chen Zhuo's side.

The green shirt was hunting in the wind, Chen Zhuo carried his hands behind his back, and his long black and white hair was lifted in the sea breeze, he finally spoke, and said lightly to a reporter who had already been paralyzed in fright, but was still holding the camera for live broadcast: "From now on, from this moment on, as you wish, this seat officially declares war on you, and anyone who has murderous intent towards this seat ...... No mercy! ”

(End of chapter)