"Daoist Wu Yuan ranked thirty-third on the heavenly list ten years ago, and the old man wants to see that ten years have passed, and Daoist's cultivation has improved geometrically!"

Pudu Zen Master no longer has half the demeanor of a Shaolin monk, bathed in the light of the Buddha, but he is like a demon god descending into the world, his right palm does not move, the floating sky God Buddha Qi roared silently, the Buddha's body changed, and he rushed to Wu Yuan Dao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Great Day is like the final ceremony of the palm - Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!

"Purdue, I said you failed, you just failed!"

In the face of such a shocking move, Wu Yuandao's face did not change, and he still seemed very calm.

On the blood-draining sword held flat in front of him, there was a slight tremor slightly.

This is the response of Wu Yuan Dao people when they faced the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty.

The corner of Chen Yifeng's eyes jumped beside Pudu, and he suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to go to Lapudu, and said urgently: "Master, retreat!"

Withdraw?

Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, actually told me to retreat?

Pudu's hideous face was even more evil, and the arrogance of being a Shaolin Sect suddenly erupted from the bottom of his heart, and Chen Yifeng's words were tantamount to a great irony in his ears!

Withdraw?

The old man just wants to ...... Enter!

The bulging body suddenly took a big step forward, and Pudu's lifelong profound Shaolin mastery was furious under this step, and the heavy bluestone floor under his feet was also shattered by his step.

"Whoever is the one who loses, we will see today!"

In a fit of rage, Pudu suddenly roared, and his body stepped forward to avoid Chen Yifeng's grasp, and at the same time, it also exerted the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect to the extreme.

Between him and Wu Yuan, the Buddha Light had the upper hand at this moment, and the bloody blood-draining sword aura had been so oppressed that it could only condense within three feet in front of Wu Yuandao's body, that is, in front of the dense bloody small sword.

"Wu Yuan, keep people under the sword!"

Chen Yifeng fell short, and the anxiety on his face was even worse when it was clear that Pudu had the upper hand, and the ice blue sword had already stabbed forward with Pudu's Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect, and he was willing to surrender himself as two enemies and one enemy, and he also wanted to stop Wu Yuandao.

"It's late. ”

At such a critical juncture, Wu Yuandaoren shook his head lightly, looked at Pudu and Chen Yifeng, exhaled and said softly: "Collect the corpse." ”

As soon as the words came out, Pudu, who came violently with the momentum of ten thousand Buddhas, suddenly felt that his body sank, and even the Wentian Divine Buddha who was floating in the air was pressed down.

Wu Yuandao had a bloody sword in his hand and gently sent it forward.

Uh-huh!

The sword body trembled, and the endless bloody small sword within three feet of his body was like a moth to a flame, suddenly twisting in unison, turning in an instant, and all of them crashed into the bloody sword.

Not only the bloody little sword, but even the Heavenly God Buddha that Pudu triggered with the internal force of his whole body also changed direction from the air, squeezing into a ball and slamming into the bloody sword.

In an instant, the chaotic sky between the three of them became clear, and everything that floated in the sky crashed into the Bloody Sword.

Wu Yuandaoren's gentle forward movement became more and more sluggish, as if he was not stabbing a sword, but a mountain!

Ten thousand swords, one!

Ninety-nine styles are unified into one sword method.

On that day, Bai Zhentian did his best, and the Seven Golden Flames of the Flame Sword Technique were just the first half of the Ten Thousand Swords that Wu Yuan Dao performed with three successful forces.

Even so, Bai Zhentian's Nine Flames that had not yet been completed were also understated by Wu Yuan Daoren.

At this moment, in the face of the two peerless masters of Pudu and Chen Yifeng, Wu Yuandaoren's style of ten thousand swords is already full force!

As a result, what was sucked on the blood draining sword was not only the transformation of internal force, but also ...... Purdue's huge body!

Retreat, that's what it means!

Only then did Purdue understand why Chen Yifeng was so nervous.

It's a pity that it's too late, not only his people at this moment, Pudu actually feels that even the internal force of Buddhism in his body is slowly plundered by the dazzling blood-draining sword.

At this time, it was too late to retreat, and he rushed too quickly just now, and the tip of the blood draining sword, the slightly swallowed blood, had already sprayed onto the monk's robe on Pudu's chest.

Chen Yifeng didn't dare to go up again, he was finally farther away than Pudu, and he had already prepared in his heart, and when the ten thousand swords were launched, the foot that rushed forward stepped heavily on the ground, and he stopped his body suddenly.

It's just that at this moment, he can keep himself from being sucked forward by the blood-draining sword, and if he wants to save people, he is already powerless.

"Uncle Shi!"

The thirteen warrior monks who had been closely watching the movements in the field behind him suddenly changed color, and everyone rushed forward in anger and anxiety, and the only desire was for Zen Master Pudu to resist for a while, so that they could rush forward to grab people.

"Don't come here!"

Pudu suddenly screamed.

At the same time, a small piece of blood-draining sword tip had pierced his monk's robe, and along the sword body, a drop of blood had slid from his chest to Wu Yuandao's side.

"Amitabha!"

Death was imminent, the hideousness on Pudu's face slowly receded, and under the light of the Buddha, his face suddenly appeared peaceful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, revealing a smile.

"Dao Master's trick is very wonderful, I can't imagine that I have practiced all my life, and I am really a failure. ”

As he spoke, the Buddha's light in the sky slowly faded, but it overflowed from his body again.

"It's just that the power of Shaolin can't be lost in the hands of the old man!"

The golden light overflowed more and more intensely, faintly revealing the bell shape, and the speed of the blood sword's advance was also under this golden bell, slowing down a lot.

"Purdue ......"

Wu Yuandaoren's sword momentum remained unchanged, but he sighed lightly and said slowly: "You...... Tricked on. ”

The smile on Pudu's face did not decrease, if it weren't for the sword between the two, just looking at their faces, they would have thought that it was a reunion of two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

Under this smile, his voice was bitter, "Liar? maybe, but ...... Lao Wei always has to do something for Shaolin!"

The golden bell has been completed, if Jian Chen is still present, he can see that the golden bell condensed by Pudu is much thicker than the three peerless masters of the day, and even the simple patterns on the bell are clearly visible!

"Master Chen, the old man is in a mood for a while, and I hope you will help me with the Broken Sword Alliance regardless of your past suspicions!"

Jin Zhong condensed, Pudu's words were said to Chen Yifeng behind him.

A hint of pain flashed on Chen Yifeng's cold face, and he responded in a low voice: "Good ......"

After Chen Yifeng's response, the smile on Pudu's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes widened angrily, and he suddenly shouted:

"The Dao Chief's Guiyi Sword Technique is really good, the old man is not talented, and he is willing to exchange his life for an injury to you!"

"Uncle don't!"

The warrior monks who knew something about Pudu's martial arts had already felt bad when the Admiralty was rising, and now when they heard it, Pudu had already died and all wailed sadly, and several of them had ignored Pudu's warnings and rushed forward.

"Amitabha!"

In Pudu's life, the last time he recited the Buddha's name, he suddenly shouted:

"Golden bell jar - anti!"

Boom!

The huge and condensed golden bell suddenly exploded when he came out with a reverse word!