The Minjiang River, which was originally calm, became a tsunami almost instantly.

For ordinary people, it was born out of phase, the Buddha was born, and the huge golden Buddha shadow disk sat between the sky and the river, holding up the clouds in the sky and breaking down, and pressing the river to overturn.

The boats, which were staggered by the strong wind, panicked and wanted to leave, but there were still several ships that were too late to leave, and were directly broken by the Buddha and turned into pieces of broken wood floating on the river. Those who fall into the water are either dazed, panicked, or trembling. In short, no one can explain what exactly is the scene in front of them.

As for the martial artists, they were even more frightened, and their martial arts did not make them more confident at all. Because the internal qi entangled above the Buddha is so huge and vast that almost the entire river is covered with turbulent internal qi. And these internal qi are so strong, even if it is just a little overflow, it is enough to make their legs tremble.

They had never felt such a majestic inner qi that when they looked at the golden-bodied Buddha, they only felt that a mountain peak was pressing down on their bodies, making them unable to move. Among them, naturally including Heng Liancheng, the leader of the Sishui Gang, even if he is already a famous master, but before this Buddha, it is still difficult for him to rise up the slightest thought of resistance. Even, he may feel more deeply than ordinary martial artists.

Because of his cultivation, he was able to see the appearance of the Buddha clearly, and he was also able to feel the breath of the Buddha more clearly. It was not the compassion of all sentient beings, but the murderous aura that was like a wave of blood.

The Buddha's angry eyes widened, and he constructed it into an inner qi with a faint golden light, but there seemed to be a shallow trace of blood in this golden light.

The monk below seemed to be walking slowly, but he had already stepped through the waves on the riverside and walked to the center of the river between his breaths.

"Excuse me, don't block the old man's way. ”

Looking at the longship that was still parked in front of him not far away, the old monk smiled and gently waved out a hand.

The next moment, the Buddha's palm had already been raised and smashed heavily into the longboat where Heng Liancheng was.

Heng Liancheng wanted to remind the left and right to dodge quickly, but watching the mighty palm fall, he couldn't say a word, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't even move.

Heng Liancheng thought that he was going to die, but at this time, the river was suddenly disconnected.

Not from the left bank to the right bank, but from the disconnection, as if something was passing at an indescribable speed, so as to tear open the river.

By the time Heng Liancheng reacted, the Buddha's palm had already skimmed over the longship and hit his side.

"Dang!" should have sounded a loud sound of gold and iron, making people on both sides of the river feel their ears tremble.

It seemed that the sound between heaven and earth had suddenly been lost, and only the Buddha and a figure rushing above the Buddha remained.

In the river that had not yet been reunited, in the splashing water and sky, some people who were close could see the appearance of that person clearly.

It was a man in a cyan robe, holding a blue-black iron sword in his hand, his face was not very clear, but it seemed to be extremely cold, with an empty and dead gaze like a dead man.

On the other side, Heng Liancheng saw this person's appearance clearly, he knew this person, because he had fought with this person before. It's just that the appearance of the person in front of him is so different from the appearance he remembers, that he doesn't even dare to confirm it for a while.

That's, Li Si?

"Boom!" After a moment's pause, a hurricane-like energy swept outward around the Buddha, and in an instant the waves were stacked and the wind was blowing. The people who originally fell into the river, and even the long boat formed by Heng Liancheng were beaten to both sides by the waves.

In the river, only Li Si and the old monk were left.

"Si'er, what are you doing here?" Through the phantom of the golden-bodied Buddha, the old monk smiled and squinted his eyes, looked at Li Si and asked slowly.

"Let's divide life and death. Li Si replied blandly, and on the rotten wood sword, a faint ray of light disappeared, breaking through some of the inner qi of the golden-bodied Buddha, as if leaving a hole in the Buddha constructed from internal qi, and pierced into the palm of the Buddha's hand.

The next moment, the Buddha roared, his palm slapped down, and Li Si's figure had disappeared on the river.

The old monk's eyes were a little more confused, because Li Si's light skills were a little faster than when he fought him that day.

Did you keep your hands before?

Thinking silently, the old monk turned around and blocked Li Si's attack again, obviously, the fight between the two had already begun.

For the people on the riverside, it is difficult for them to imagine that the scene in the river at this time is actually caused by the battle between two people from the rivers and lakes.

But they can't believe it, because everything has already happened before their eyes.

The Buddha roared, sitting cross-legged on the surface of the river and slapped palm after palm, and the terrifying internal qi discharged, splashed, and scattered the river into the sky. And the figure carrying a long sword was flickering and running on the river, and among the waves, it seemed to turn into a heavy figure, surrounding the Buddha's side, leaving one opening after another on the Buddha's body, and approaching the figure of the monk in the golden Buddha inch by inch.

The old monk standing on the river looked at Li Si, who was pressing on him step by step, sighed slightly, and then pinched the Fa Yin and said unhurriedly.

"It's a pity, monk, I don't want to entangle with you yet. ”

As he spoke, the movements of the golden-bodied Buddha suddenly stopped, and Li Si also lost his mind slightly because of this sudden change.

Then in the next instant, the body of the golden-bodied Buddha suddenly exploded, turning into a huge air current, mixed with countless internal qi and crashing into Li Si's body.

The river broke again, and Li Si snorted, being carried by this air current, blowing to the shore, breaking a longboat, and falling into the crowd on the shore.

At the same time, the rotten wood sword in his hand also came out of his hand and shot at the old monk under the control of internal qi. It's a pity that this sword was finally dodged by the old monk, leaving only a shallow blood mark on the old monk's face, and it fell into the river.

The old monk glanced back at Li Si, then stepped out and disappeared into the river.

By the time Li Si got up and pushed away the crowd, he could no longer be found.

Walking back to the river with a calm face, Li Si raised his hand and grabbed it, and in the disbelief of everyone, the rotten wood sword that had already sunk to the bottom of the water flew out again and returned to his hand.

Casually retracting the rotten wood sword from its scabbard, Li Si looked around, looking at the still frightened eyes of the crowd on both sides of the strait, he was silent for a while, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

But at this time, Heng Liancheng, who was standing on the shore on the boat, suddenly shouted.

"Senior Li, what the hell are you going to ······?"

Li Si glanced at him sideways, his tightly closed mouth finally opened, and he replied lightly.

"Slay demons and eliminate demons. ”

After that, he didn't care whether Heng Liancheng heard it clearly or not, and disappeared into the river.

Only a river of turbid tide remained, and the floating oars were still floating.

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In September, a monk came to the rivers and lakes and traveled westward.

(End of chapter)