Xiang Fang didn't care about the threatening words in the old monk's mouth, and just turned back to Ye Xian.

"The old bald donkey who took the lead is estimated to be the person who was sent to my knife to die, but my senior brother has something to tell you in advance, your senior brother and I are known as the world's first fast knife, and no one in the world is more powerful than me in terms of the ability to cut people, but the big monk in front of him, the thirty-six rooms are stunts in one, and it is a rare Buddhist family to reach the golden body of the Arhat who is not broken by the body of King Kong, I am afraid that it will take a while for the senior brother's knife to cut him, plus there is the power of Buddha incense here to borrow, it is even more difficult to hack this old bald donkey to death, so you have to think about it, although the group of little bald donkeys opposite looks easy to clean up, it is the same as the old turtle in the lead, is a group of small turtles carrying and beating. ”

Xiang Fang paused, and said to Ye Xian with a rare serious expression.

"But this is eighteen little turtles, it seems that they only have the physique of a ten-grade martial artist, but they have been polished by the thirty-six rooms of Southern Shaolin, and their physique is so strong that they can catch up with you, a real little master of the Jiaojiao Realm, and with the blessing of the eighteen bronze arrays, you can make the movements of these eighteen people interlocking, and the frequency and pace are the same, even if you have that lotus in your sea of qi, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to deal with, and if nothing else, I want to kill the old turtle It will take about a stick of incense at the earliest, so you have to ensure that within this incense time, you can't be killed under the fists, feet and sticks of the eighteen bronze people。 ”

Ye Xian lifted the black knife in his hand.

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother. ”

Xiang Fang didn't make a knife instantly, although his qi was still locked on the body of the Wenjue monk who hit the head, suppressing the old monk from daring to act rashly.

"You can think about it, little junior brother, your life is much more precious than the Ming of the nineteen bald donkeys in front of you, if it doesn't work, don't hold on, it's okay to bypass Jiangnan Road for the time being, if you die, it is estimated that the master will beat me half to death." ”

Ye Xian smiled and said to Xiang Fang:

"A few little bald donkeys are also worthy? Second Senior Brother, you must know that God confiscated my life back then, why can a few little bald donkeys make me turn around and leave? ”

Xiang Fang nodded and said with a smile:

"Also, what is this bullshit Jiangnan Buddha Country? People who dare to stop us from the black knife lineage, the black knife will enter the world and enter the rivers and lakes one day, and one day you will be in the Jiangnan Buddha Kingdom, the four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasties, and there will be rivers of blood everywhere. ”

Xiang Fang himself was angry, if it weren't for worrying about Ye Xian's safety, he would have slashed it with a knife.

At this time, I couldn't help it.

Before the voice arrives, the person has already arrived, and where the person arrives is the place where the knife goes.

Standing in place and hearing the great monk, he had already taken a step forward when Xiang Fang spoke.

Outsiders can't see how Xiang Fang draws his knife and draws his knife, but the Wenjue monk who cultivates the six eyes of Buddhism is different.

Although he still couldn't see how Xiang Fang drew the knife, he could clearly see Xiang Fang's action of drawing the knife.

Therefore, Wenjue took a step forward, folded his hands in front of his chest, and started with the immovable Vajra pose of Buddhism.

Wen Jue's seemingly ordinary step was actually using his entire body as a mountain to block Xiang Fang's firewood knife's castration.

The extremely ordinary firewood knife in Xiang Fang's hand looked lightly at the old monk's right shoulder.

Rub and rub.

The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and after Xiang Fang's firewood knife made contact with Wenjue's right shoulder, a series of sparks sparked in the dark night.

The world's fastest knife Xiang Fang's knife pulled out one hundred and eight different knife flowers at one hundred and eight different angles at the first moment it touched the right shoulder of the Wenjue monk.

But Xiang Fang, who had been able to make the monk suffer a small loss with just the sword qi before, couldn't even cut the clothes on the monk's right shoulder at this time.

The old monk folded his hands and slowly sat down on the ground.

With the movements of the old monk, Wen Jue appeared behind him a statue of the Dharma Body of the King of the Earth without mercy.

If the golden body of the King of the Ming Dynasty is not broken, it is not broken in the world

Behind the King of Fudo Ming is the Pure Land of the world, and all laws will not invade.

After the appearance of the Fudo Ming King, the monk Wenjue fell into a state of concentration like petrification.

On the contrary, the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King behind the monk began to move, and the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King, who was three feet tall, held the golden treasure pestle and fell from the sky like a heavenly punishment, and smashed it down against Xiang Fang.

Xiang Fang didn't care about this statue of King Ming, who was like a god descending from heaven in the eyes of ordinary people, and the firewood knife in his right hand gently picked it up, and the treasure pestle in the hand of King Ming of Fudo flew out.

Fudo Ming Wang is the only one of the many Buddhas who have ascended to the Western Buddha realm to practice Fudo Zen.

Just like the monk in front of me, if you don't move meditation to the extreme, that is, if I don't move, the world will not move.

Why did the head of the Buddha in the world send the monk Wenjue, the head of the thirty-six rooms, to stop Ye Xian?

Southern Buddhism is more capable than Wenjue, and can count more hands than Wenjue, but Wenjue is the most suitable person.

Whether the world is invincible, or the monks in the three sects, they actually only cultivate one breath.

That is, the breath that turned into a dragon in the dantian.

And the terrible thing about Fudo Zen is that it can lock the other person's qi.

It's like a fast knife Xiang Fang is just in front of the tip of the knife, and he doesn't even need to turn his head to look at the other party's movements to suppress Wen Jue and dare not move a bit, just because Xiang Fang's qi at that moment locked Wen Jue, as long as Wen Jue moves, then he must face the world's first fast knife.

At this time, Wen Jue's sacrifice to the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King was equivalent to being an anti-guest, locking Xiang Fang's qi on his body.

The two are the same, but slightly different.

Xiang Fang locked on Wen Jue, Wen Jue didn't dare to move because he forgot to move, it was life and death, but Wen Jue locked on Xiang Fang, but Xiang Fang could only let Xiang Fang have no time to care about it before cutting Wen Jue's immovable Ming King Dharma Body.

If you don't move, I won't move, you can't move, I can move, but if I don't want you to move, then you can't move.

King Fudo seems to be domineering, but that is when facing someone who can't break his golden body.

Just like Emperor Wu Gao Zhenhui, he likes to fight with others the most in his life, even if it is a punch for a punch, it is just painless for him, but the other party has to pay for his life.

But Gao Zhenhui never dared to take Ye Ting's black knife, that's it.

This is the case at this time for the immovable Ming King Dharma Body.

I can't tell if I feel that there is suffering in my heart.

As the head of the 36th room of Southern Shaolin, he has always felt that his Dharma body of the King of Immovable Ming is even stronger than the Vajra of the Buddha Ding Monk of the Buddha Head of the Central Plains, second only to Gao Zhenhui, who is known as immortal and immortal.

Therefore, Wen Jue didn't have any idea of regressing even when he saw the tenth fast knife in the world, and he felt that his golden body of the Immovable Ming King was enough to withstand the fastest knife in the world.

But when the knife is slashed on himself, he only knows when he smells it.

When his Immovable Ming King Law Body was slashed by Xiang Fang's quick knife for the first time, he was almost broken up by the other party.

The monk Wenjue had no choice but to squeeze out two drops of blood, and blessed it with the power of incense in Jinling Jiming Temple, so that he could be worthy of the next Xiang Fang's no move at all.

It is also by relying on the blessing of the power of the incense of Jiming Temple that he has maintained the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King behind him, so that there will be no crumbling collapse.