Chen Jiannan won the battle with Fang, and the monk's heart to the Buddha was deeply hit, and his face flushed with anger, as if it was a ripe mountain peach in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing Fang's face flushed, Liyuan said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, look at senior brother's mana!"

After the completion of the words, the solemn appearance of the Dharma was revealed, and the heart silently recited the Three Tibetan Treasure Sutras of the Arhat Gathering, and the wonderful lotus emerged behind the monk, and the sound of meditation recitation showed the Dharma of the Venerable Noga Bharitha.

This sutra is very wonderful, it is the orthodox practice method of the five hundred Arhats in the Western Heavens, which can hook the secret rhyme of the heavenly heart and summon the Arhat Dharma body.

The Venerable Noga Varida is an arhat who holds a bowl before serving the Buddha.

The bowl-holding Arhat was dressed in a Dharma robe, covered in muscle bumps, and held a silver-gray bowl in one hand in his right hand.

The outside of this bowl is engraved with Buddhist inscriptions, and it seems to be only the size of a basin, and its weight is no less than that of a Mount Meru.

Raising the bowl Arhat shouted violently, holding the bowl in his right hand and waving forward, the bowl suddenly became larger, emitting a brilliant silver-white light, and the Buddhist grammar runes on it were entangled and swirling, and the humming sound was endless, pressing towards the top of Chen Jiannan's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Seeing the giant bowl smashing down, Taiqing Xuan's Wuwei Daozun looked indifferent, there was no wave on his face, he didn't even turn his eyes, and the dust in his hand swept it lightly again.

I saw that the light on the dust rushed out, blowing away the Buddha qi and Buddha light on the top of the head of the round monk, and the Arhat Dharma was like dry ice exposed to the sun, turning into countless fine points of light and scattering.

The bowl, which was as heavy as a mountain of silver and shining, suddenly dissolved, turning into countless light particles and drifting away without making a sound at all.

The Dharma phase was destroyed, and this time it was the turn of the round monk's round face to turn green and green.

Taiqing Xuan Wuwei Daozun waved the dust in his hand twice in succession, only to see the white hair of the dust sprinkled out, no cyclone, no sound, the dragon descending Arhat and the tiger Arhat of the law annihilation.

The laws of the Dragon Descending Arhat and the Fuhu Arhat were annihilated one after another, and the mana of Yuan and Lile could not be blessed, and their combat power plummeted, and they were forced to retreat again and again by Chen Jiannan's fierce sword light.

Chen Jiannan forced the two monks back and rushed out of the encirclement.

Chen Jiannan hurriedly stepped forward, and shouted at the same time: "What's the matter, I can't catch up if I want to." If it weren't for the face of the hollow old abbot, Poor Dao would have killed the monk a long time ago. ”

Monk Liyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "At this time, you still have not repented, and you still take up the name of the old abbot of great mercy and compassion, and put gold on your face, which is simply shameless." ”

"If it weren't for the abbot's desire to resolve the anger in your heart with great compassion, if it weren't for the abbot's words before acting, the monk would have taken your life a long time ago. ”

Chen Jiannan went castrated, and shouted: "Monk, it's not that Poor Dao is afraid of you, and let Poor Dao's lover rest first, and when we turn around, let's break it again, okay?"

Monk Liyuan did not relent, and shouted in a deep voice: "Chen Jiannan, there is no need to make excuses. It's a good time to break off at this time. When you run away without a trace, God knows where you will go to harm innocent people!"

Chen Jiannan was angry in his heart, and said: "Yuan, you keep saying that the poor way is harming the innocent people, you are forcing the poor way to kill you!"

Liyuan is self-respecting and profound, where is he afraid of Chen Jiannan's threat, and said: "You ask yourself, what the poor monk said is true." When you were insane, you indiscriminately killed innocents in the East Bazaar and wiped out two families, isn't this a louse on the bald head, a clear thing?"

Chen Jiannan sneered and said, "The monk even ridiculed himself, which shows that it is not a good thing. ”

The round monk opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, knowing that he was speechless, and he talked about his head.

Seeing that Senior Brother was embarrassed, he said, "Crazy, you don't need to be sharp." If you don't turn back to the mountain gate, this lawsuit will go to the abbot, and you will ignore it!"

Chen Jiannan knew that it was useless to talk to the monk about anything, so he said: "Far away, you don't need to say anything and ignore it, you can't help the poor road, you can only follow behind and eat the wind!"

Chen Jiannan's words made the hearts of several monks angry, and the eight monks followed behind all the way to suffer hardships and drink, and he really played a lot of tricks.

Monk Liyuan was so angry that a ball of fire rose above his head, and he used his great magic power to shrink into inches and chase after him.

The other three monks also shouted, speeding up and catching up.

The shadow of the staff and the spell attacks kept coming behind him, Chen Jiannan jumped left and right, his heart was full of light, and he said angrily: "Monk, you are still finished, you have to be killed by the poor Dao, you are willing?"

The body that rushed forward was like a phantom, and shouted: "Joke, crazy enough, even dare to threaten the poor monk." You'd better be honest, or the poor monk might kill you. ”

Chen Jiannan dodged the spell attack behind him and mocked: "Far away, if you want to kill the poor Dao, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush." ”

"The scar on your head is not healed, and there is still blood on your body, so you dare to threaten Poor Dao?"

Yuan was told by Chen Jiannan about the sore spot, and roared angrily.

Behind him, the Buddha's light surged, and the sound of Sanskrit singing appeared, revealing the virtuous ** Holy Light King Dharma.

The Buddha was a thin, dark-skinned old man, wrapped in an ordinary gray-brown homespun monk's robe, and his appearance could not be more ordinary, like an old farmer who worked the edge of the field all year round.

But the top of his head often turns, the treasure light is shining, the ethereal green mountains behind him, the Bodhi Treasure tree branches on the green hills are luxuriant, the murmuring spring sound is swaying, and the seven-story pagoda Zen sound is endless.

"Madness, death!"

A cage of holy wheel light shone out from the ** above the Buddha's head, and countless golden blades instantly condensed.

This Dharma attack was the Holy Wheel Geng Golden Blade, and each Dharma-condensed blade emitted a brilliant golden light, roaring through the air, and slashing towards Chen Jiannan's back in a chaotic manner.

The Tao and the Buddha are not mutually exclusive laws on the Heavenly Dao, so the light of the Holy Wheel Law on Chen Jiannan's body will not cause harm, but will have a feeling like bathing in the warm sun.

The demon and the Buddha are the two sides of yin and yang on the heavenly road, and they are mutually exclusive laws, and the evil demons in the world are afraid of the Buddha's light like a tiger.

The Holy Wheel Geng Golden Blade is condensed for the Dharma, and its sharpness has exceeded the limit that ordinary people can imagine, and the armor of the ordinary formation blessing defense function is as fragile as tofu in front of it, and it is completely vulnerable.

Chen Jiannan's figure running in front of him dodged left and right, and his figure flickered, and there was always a golden blade passing by.

The time difference between Chen Jiannan's body and the golden blade is extremely short, and the speed of both is extremely fast, and he always feels like he has been hit visually, and it looks really embarrassing.

But firstly, there was no blood splashed, and secondly, Chen Jiannan's speed did not decrease, so I guess he didn't hit.

This came and went, Chen Jiannan's escape speed did not decrease, but increased.

Monk Liyuan finally became angry and shouted: "Chen Jiannan, where to escape!"