Three days later.

The ocean is blue, the sky is high and the sea is wide.

As a ray of pale golden morning light rose from the end of the sky and sea, it was like a god standing outside the heaven and earth, holding a golden divine sword, slashing towards the four poles of heaven and earth, distinguishing yin and yang, and distinguishing day and night.

The gloom between heaven and earth receded.

On the golden waves, a standing figure was reflected.

A layer of gold was immediately attached to the white cheeks, as if coated with a layer of copper lacquer and gold powder, and it looked like an eternal statue of a god.

Now, that dark crisis seems to have climbed to an unprecedented level, and there seems to be a fierce intent in all directions, and murderous intent is diffused everywhere.

Heaven-haired.

Chen Zhuo sighed lightly, not knowing whether he was sighing for himself, or for those who were about to fall under his feet.

Feeling the killing intent coming from all directions, he turned around, his body was like a breeze, and the person had disappeared in place.

Tokyo.

At this moment, Japan's most prosperous city is now difficult to see the pomp and circumstance of the past, with depressed markets, deserted streets, and high-rise buildings on the top floors, each with a powerful figure sitting cross-legged.

The street is also killing machine step by step, many masters from all over the world have been waiting for a long time, just waiting for Chen Zhuo to step on, it is a thunderous blow.

In addition, there are many modern weapons, and the elites of various countries are only here for Chen Zhuo.

At dawn, the light of day began to appear.

The Fire Cloud Evil God had been waiting for a long time, and he was still in the footsteps of the Japanese head of state, and he had already died.

In today's war, there is no advance or retreat.

At this moment, a golden streamer suddenly pierced the sky and came into the air, attracting countless people to look sideways, as if facing a great enemy.

But when they saw what it was, they were stunned.

That thing is like a sword not a sword, four feet long, although it is a sword shape, but the sword body has no blade, the whole body exudes a faint golden brilliance, it is inlaid with a lot of Sanskrit mantras, the Buddha light bursts, the sword handle golden dragon coiled body, it is a supreme Buddha soldier.

This thing fell from the sky and plunged diagonally into the ground, and no one dared to come near to pick it up.

The Huoyun Evil God practiced the "Yijin Sutra", and when he saw this thing for the first time, he couldn't help but be moved, and blurted out: "Golden Dragon Snatch!" ”

Yes, this thing is the Buddha soldier cast by the Buddha when he enlightened the Tao in the past, known as the evil demon to ward off the easy, and cut all things "Wanhua Golden Dragon Snatch".

The reappearance of this object not only frightened the evil god of Huoyun, but also showed a shocked face on the empty space that had been waiting for a long time on the Tokyo Tower.

This is the divine weapon held by the Bodhidharma Patriarch during his lifetime, if it is controlled by the internal force of Buddhism, it is enough to deter all the outer ways and subdue the demons, and the Buddha is supreme.

But now that this long-lost Buddhist soldier has reappeared in the world, does that indicate that the owner of this thing will also reappear in the world?

Compared to the many strange things that have happened in recent times, it seems that it is not uncommon to come back from the dead.

With fiery eyes, I silently recited the Buddha's name, and then looked at the figure on the top of a tall building.

The man was dressed in a white suit, with a white beard and white eyebrows, although his face was old, he was plump, and a narrow scar extended from his right eyebrow to his left cheek, making his whole body exude a sense of tranquility.

The old man's broad shoulders supported his clothes, the placket was half open, revealing his tempered chest, and there was a three-foot divine blade hovering behind him, which was shaking for no reason, trembling and trembling.

This is a swordsman, and he is the best swordsman here.

Since the empty self crossed the ocean and walked to Japan, and met this person, the two have fought more than a dozen times, and they have always won or lost, although they have not reached the point of fighting to the death, but they can be compared with him, and the existence of equal strength is really rare in the world.

This person is the strongest in the world, but also a terrifying existence, is the top powerhouse of the Daomen, with a hand of "imperial sword flight" to break the world's magic skills, known as "invincible in the world" and "little sword fairy" commensurate with the domineering goods, the world's pride, Lian Bin.

Looking at the "Golden Dragon Snatch", all the masters of the rivers and lakes were all stunned and looked at each other after knowing the origin of this thing and the identity of the holder.

These people are strong, not to mention the skyrocketing in their skills in a very short period of time, and they have also gained a lot of miraculous skills that have disappeared through the ages, but no matter how powerful they are, with the holder of this Buddha soldier in the lead, they are destined to be overshadowed.

"Huh? Look, he's coming. ”

Just as the crowd was in a commotion, an exclamation suddenly attracted everyone's hearts back.

Everyone took advantage of the situation.

At the end of the field of vision covered with morning light, a figure was slowly coming, the green shirt rolled, and the nine huge and terrifying arc blades around him slowly rotated, hanging in the air.

"Goo-toot!"

I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and in the next second, several figures have come out of the crowd and swooped to meet them.

Some people come out with their legs, and their legs are domineering and ruthless, sharp and fast, and fierce and unmatched; Some people push their palms, their palms are vigorous, and their palms are soft; Someone punched, and the punch was like a thunderbolt, shocking the lungs.

Seeing that someone took the lead, the other people who originally wanted to wait and see couldn't sit down, and they all raised their weapons and wanted to make a move.

But these people are quick to shoot and die faster.

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, he walked slowly, and said to the several people who surrounded him: "Headache, stomach pain, heart pain, lung pain!" ”

After saying it in one breath, several people's faces turned pale in an instant, and they fell to the ground in pain.

Chen Zhuo raised his hand again, pointed at a person with his index finger, and said quietly: "Pour!" ”

Immediately the man fell to the ground and died.

He pointed again and said, "Definitely!" ”

The other man was stiff and motionless, and his hands and feet could no longer move, except for his eyes.

Chen Zhuo paced slowly, only as soon as he walked by, his eyebrows lit up and darkened, and the essence of several people was pulled away, and the skin and flesh quickly dried up, becoming thin as firewood, and died on the spot.

This is the "one drink of divine power" limited by the thirteenth yuan yuan, which hurts people with divine thoughts, but now Chen Zhuo's spiritual thoughts have been almost transformed from the ability of virtual reality, and every word and sentence has the blessing of mental power, which can give birth to great power, and almost have the power to turn decay into magic, which is not trivial.

He came all the way, his index finger connected the dots, and he didn't have the slightest strength, just spit out words at will, but everywhere along the way, those people were just like weeds under the knife, how could there be an enemy, and those who were hit by the point either fell to the ground and died instantly, or they were immobilized and unable to move, and were stripped of their vitality.

A group of people have the help of the heaven and earth consciousness here, just thinking that they have taken the lead, but they would not expect to encounter such a terrible method, which is sensational.

When it comes to skill, Chen Zhuo may not be far from the top of the world, and even inferior to some people, but if he competes with his divine thoughts, he can get a glimpse of the existence of world consciousness, which is enough to show that he has the qualifications to look down on the common people and is not afraid of anyone.

If it weren't for their comprehension of the "Heartless Heart Sutra", which is wonderful, they may still have some scruples in this battle, but since their spiritual cultivation has made great progress, they can follow their thoughts, unrestrained, and lawless.

In this way, I have to do my best to show my ability, and I will be a group of heroes for a while.

"Kill!"

He said again about killing, pointing a finger at it, and even pointing people.

Those people trembled, only when death was imminent, but in the next second, their eyes changed suddenly, and they had seen a tragic killing machine, swinging a knife to kill the people next to them, and they didn't distinguish between friend and foe, like crazy demons.

The more I looked at it, the more surprised I became, and after a few days, Chen Zhuo's control of spiritual thoughts became more and more handy, as if he had opened another layer of world, compared to the mirage illusion of the day, although the momentum was not as good, but this casual gesture seemed more easy and easy.

Chen Zhuo walked slowly, while raising his finger, pointing to whoever died, it was simply the king of Hades asking for his life, impermanence hooking the soul.

Those people let their miraculous feats be unlearned, but they didn't even have a chance to make a move, and they fell down in one look, and they really didn't blink an eye.

"Die!"

"Pour!"

"Definitely!"

"Kill!"

……

(End of chapter)