"If the Buddha still wants to fight again, then Mu Zixuan is bound to block the way!" Mu Zixuan described generosity, high spirits, and the momentum around him was like a peak, standing in front of him, making the people of Buddhism and Taoism suddenly feel insurmountable.

Master Kuming sang the Buddha's horn and said: "Amitabha, although the donor is young and has extraordinary cultivation, but if he wants to compete with the White Horse Temple, it is still too exaggerated, so why force this cause and effect?"

Mu Zixuan said: "Since Buddhism can get involved in the battle of will, why should I be involved in cause and effect with this body?"

Master Kuming said: "It's not a battle of will, but a move to protect the Dharma, although the Buddha is tolerant, he also makes a thunder lion roar!"

Mu Zixuan said with a smile: "That's right, anger is the fire in the heart, and it burns out the quiet body." If there is a fire that does not leak, but breeds demons, in this case, I am willing to take the lead for Lu Daochang and taste the anger of Buddhism. ”

Lu Zhixuan was originally pranayama, and when he heard this, he frowned and said, "Young man, you have received your kindness, but you don't need to be strong yet. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Zixuan interrupted: "The Taoist chief has something to say, it is better to hurry up and regulate the pranayama, since the mediation is in the next place, you must be impartial, and after blocking the anger of the White Horse Temple, you will have to lead the Daomen Star Sword Formation when you come again."

This sentence blocked Lu Zhixuan's internal breath again, and he almost lost his breath, and he was about to have a seizure, but Li Hanguang signaled to stop it, Li Hanguang asked: "In this way, the poor road is to ask for advice, how can the son be impartial?"

Mu Zixuan waved his sleeve robe and said in a chic manner: "It was a good show for the Heavenly Dragon Douming King, but because of the hindrance in the lower place, I didn't see the victory, but it's a pity, in this case, I am willing to continue to win or lose this battle." Mu Zixuan pointed to the boundary he had just drawn, and said: "Don't move in the next place, take the punch of King Ming, if you can force me back outside this boundary, you won't interfere in this matter anymore, otherwise, please ask Master Kuming to listen to me quietly." ”

This line was only three steps away from where Mu Zixuan was standing, and Master Kuming's face was moved, so he wanted to dissuade him, but he saw Mu Zixuan turn back again, and said to the people of the Shangqing faction: " I heard that the twenty-eight star sword array is created by Sima Zhenren, the formation is combined with the seven stars and four nights, and the mountains and rivers should be under the mountains, rivers and rivers, it is the best sword formation that can only be changed to the extreme, it is Sima Daochang, the person who created the formation, it is difficult to get out of the formation, and he does not dare to compare with Sima Zhenren in the next day, but it should not be difficult to be unscathed in the time of a stick of incense. ”

"That's the rule set up below, it's up to you to dare to respond?" Mu Zixuan said Here, Zhenyuan urged, and the sound was like thunder roaring in the sky, rolling through the wilderness in front of the temple, echoing back and forth, multiplying the might, and reaching the ears of the surrounding believers. The surrounding believers had already put away their previous awe, and now they all wanted to see the excitement, and they all made a noise, and finally shouted in unison: "Answer him! Answer him! Answer him!"

Li Hanguang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mu Gongzi, acting like this forced the Shangqing faction to respond." ”

Master Kuming also said helplessly: "Since the Shangqing faction has responded, the White Horse Temple should naturally follow, but the Ming Wang's law is in line with the wishes of all sentient beings, which is not trivial, and I hope that the donor will be cautious."

"Thank you Master for your concern. Mu Zixuan clasped his hands together and saluted, then straightened his body, raised his palms, and made a "please move" posture to the giant statue of King Ming in the sky.

King Ming is the embodiment of the Buddha's wrath, although the Buddha is merciful, but when encountering evil obstacles, he will still turn into the image of the Ming King, revealing the means of subduing demons. The king of Ming on the cloud was missing an arm, and now with the Buddha power of the white horse monk urging again, the cloud qi squirmed at the place where the broken arm was broken, and an arm was born in a blink of an eye.

Master Kuming sighed, although Mu Zixuan broke the Tianlong and Ming King in one fell swoop, in fact, he only used a subtle method of borrowing strength to create that amazing power, and if it is one-on-one, there is no room for tricks, and if it is really speaking, the power of Tianlong and King Ming is above Mu Zixuan, even Master Kuming himself does not dare to ignore it, and leads the Duanfa monk to withdraw ten steps away.

"Be careful. With a declaration, the muscles and tendons of King Ming's body began to expand and expand again with a mysterious trajectory, and suddenly it seemed to be a little bigger, and the muscles bulged, showing a terrible explosive force, and the next moment, the fist fell like an ancient meteorite, with an indescribable artistic conception, and it was shot down like a devastating and decaying one.

Before the fist could be heard, the air around it exploded, as if the air could not withstand the punch, and a hurricane spread along with the raging sound waves. The young disciples who were a little closer all felt that their steps were vain at this time, and they almost wanted to be blown away.

And Mu Zixuan, who bore the brunt of the attack, stood upright, every strand of his hair and every piece of clothing was flying after hunting, but his eyes were shining brightly, like a god, his hands flew and sealed, and the purple qi behind him condensed into a phantom figure wearing an imperial crown. He is ten zhang tall, like an ancient emperor, and his face is hidden behind the shadow of the jade pendant of the crown, but his two pairs of eyes are as mysterious and profound as the stars. Straight through the jade pendant shield, looking forward to thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Ying Feiyang, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly felt that although his senior brother looked humble and polite, this magnificent and domineering imperial law in the heavens and on the ground was a true portrayal of his heart.

The Emperor Law Xiang drove forward with one arm, as if pointing at the country, and countless boundary seal barriers condensed by purple qi suddenly appeared in front of him, like Dao Dao Xiongguan towering, blocking in front of King Ming's fist.

However, King Ming's fist is urging the city to break through, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, the barrier is under the fist, like porcelain, the road is shattered, and in a blink of an eye, the huge fist has rubbed close to the tip of Mu Zixuan's nose, and Mu Zixuan's skin and flesh are wrinkled by the fist wind, but he does not make a posture of resistance, and his hands are still sealed.

Finally, another barrier shattered, but several masters, including Ying Feiyang, were at the same time, although they couldn't detect it for a short time, but Fang Cai's barrier did slow down the fist for a short moment!

At this time, Mu Zixuan let out a deep sigh, and the law minister behind him threw himself into him, superimposing with him, at this moment he was like an emperor possessed, his palms overlapped, and he pushed forward flatly, but with a majesty that conquered the world.

As soon as the disproportionate size of the fists and palms overlapped, there was a loud and deafening sound, and the surrounding air currents erupted like a tsunami, rolling up thousands of layers of air waves, carrying the soil and sand grass wrapped on the ground to spread outward, and the air waves were so strong that many disciples were already unstable on their feet, Li Hanguang and Master Ku Ming turned into true yuan at the same time, and formed two covers to protect their own disciples.

And at the center of the hurricane, Mu Zixuan could not bear the strength, and was shocked to step back, one step, two steps, three steps...... Just as Mu Zixuan was about to withdraw from the line he had drawn, Mu Zixuan suddenly swung his palm back, and slammed his majestic strength into the ground behind him, using the power of the shock in exchange for a slight stagnation of his body.

And this momentary stagnation was enough for Mu Zixuan, Mu Zixuan Shen Yuan paused, and his strength was unloaded under his feet, only to hear a boom, and the boundary behind him that was originally a foot wide expanded rapidly, like an abyss.

And Mu Zixuan was on the edge of the rift, half of his feet were already suspended in the air, but his body was stable and unshakable!

After the shock, the ground was full of devastation, and Master Kuming showed admiration, and put his palms together and said: "The donor is really an extraordinary person, and the White Horse Temple admires it, and there is really no need for this boundary to exist." As he spoke, the cracked ground gathered again under the power of the Buddha, as if it had never cracked.

Seeing that Ku obviously showed his hand, Mu Zixuan naturally knew his intentions, and said with a modest smile: "It's all because the master didn't make a move, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get away with it." ”

After that, he said to Lu Zhixuan: "The White Horse Temple is already willing to stop, depending on the attitude of the Shangqing faction." ”

Lu Zhixuan's eyes were cold, and he said, "Poor Dao has been waiting for a long time!" When he said this, he seemed to be habitually pretending to be a member of the Qing faction, and Li Hanguang and the three of them looked embarrassed, but they didn't hear it.

"Okay, then there will be Lao Baima Temple to borrow incense, and after a stick of incense, the winner will be clear!" Mu Zixuan said angrily.

The people of Buddhism took the Buddha incense copper tripod from the temple, stood aside and counted it as a timer, the Buddha incense was lit, and Lu Zhixuan ordered the disciples behind him: "Get up quickly and start the battle when you have enough rest!" ”

"Rub and rub ......" twenty-eight long swords came out of their sheaths at the same time, suspended in the air, the sword momentum covered the sky and the ground, if the stars were in the column, "Tie the dragon array!" Under the order, the sword array changed, arranged in a line, and formed a dragon shape again, and the dragon body twisted, which was terrifying.

"Okay!" Mu Zixuan praised, and was about to enter the formation, when Lu Zhixuan's body suddenly shook, he looked up to the sky and spit blood, and he sat down on the ground, and the dragon-shaped sword formation formed by Fang collapsed suddenly, and the long sword fell down, upside down to the ground, and of course the power of the party was gone, and now the long sword lined up in a line was like a defeated dragon.

"Wow!" The Jiao sword at the position of the Array Eye had a dim luster, and several slight cracks appeared on the sword body, and it flew back into Lu Zhixuan's sheath on its own.

Lu Zhixuan only strengthened his skills, and his painstaking efforts pushed "Dragon and Snake Change" to the extreme, but now he is running out of oil and has no power to fight again. Li Hanguang saw that his face was like ashes, and he didn't care that he had been expelled from the division, so he quickly fed him a few pills and breathed for him, Lu Zhixuan's eyes just returned a little bright, and said: "Senior brother, I'm fine, the Shangqing faction can't lose face." ”

Li Hanguang looked at him like this, and said angrily: "Take care of your injuries with peace of mind, the face of the Shangqing faction doesn't need you to fight for it." ”

Mu Zixuan glanced at Li Hanguang, Zhang Shouzhi, and Du Ruxue: "It seems that Daochang Lu is unsustainable, I don't know who will replace him?"

The three of them were silent, Lu Zhixuan's swordsmanship cultivation, but no one in the Shangqing faction could replace him, but if he opened up and said that there was no one in the Shangqing faction who could guide the star sword formation, it would only make people laugh at the lack of talent in the Shangqing faction.

At this time, a sword flew in a whirlwind, and was inserted upside down in the eye of the formation, a sword, the finishing touch for the dragon!

A young man in Chinese costumes who was only fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of the camp of the Shangqing faction, walking slowly along the dragon tail of the "Sword Dragon", his eyes implied aura, and his footwork was calm and freehand, the long sword of the "Dragon Tail" trembled slightly, and a touch of sword light also beat like water waves in the "Dragon Tail" Lingyue, and as the boy moved forward step by step, the sword light and the young man's footsteps from the dragon tail, to the dragon body, and then to the dragon's head, cheerfully like an elf. The defeated dragon seemed to have been opened through the meridians by the sword light, and it came back to life again.

And in the end, all the sword light condensed on the Xingji Sword at the dragon's eye, Huayao was like a star, and the stegosaurus was also noisy and uneasy, and couldn't wait for the dragon to soar to the sky.

The young man in Chinese clothes pressed the trembling Xingji Sword with his hand, and said with a smile: "Lu Zhixuan, as an outcast of the Shangqing faction, how can he fight on behalf of the Shangqing faction, and he should fly below, thanks to Sima Zhenren's guidance, I am willing to replace Lu Zhixuan and learn from Mu Gongzi's high moves!"