Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 1632
In the ancient times, when the Pure Land Sect still existed, many powerful people were bewitched by the mantra and became Buddhist slaves.

Chu Fengmian almost fell for this trick.

However, it was also because Chu Fengmian heard this Buddhist mantra for the first time, so he was unprepared. If he had any precautions, this Buddhist mantra would hardly shake Chu Fengmian's Dao heart.

"You want to confuse me with Buddhist mantras? Break my Dao heart? It's ridiculous, there is no one in the world who can break my Dao heart!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, and after all his precautions, the panic in his mind dissipated instantly, and the bound spiritual power on Chu Fengmian's body was also fully opened.

At the same time, Chu Fengmian opened his mouth more suddenly, and let out a loud roar. What came out of Chu Fengmian's mouth was not human words, but dragon chant.

This dragon chant is extremely noble, even if it is the dragon chant roar of a real ancient war dragon, it cannot be compared with it.

Tianlong octave!

With the essence of Chu Fengmian's blood, the power of the Tianlong Bayin is no less than that of the dragon chant of a real fighting dragon.

The dragon's chant is enough to get rid of all ghosts, gods and demons.

"How can this person's Dao heart be so strong? It's hard for my mantra to affect him?"

Monk Zhuanlun was surprised to see Chu Fengmian wake up so quickly.

According to his Buddhist mantra, if the ancient emperor of the Nine Tribulations is not on guard, he may be directly attacked, and even if he is on guard, his Taoist heart will be affected.

As long as his Dao heart was broken, he would be able to take advantage of the chaos and kill him with one blow, but he didn't expect that Chu Fengmian was only affected for a moment, and he immediately woke up.

The firmness of Chu Fengmian's Dao heart was beyond the expectations of the monk Zhuanlun. He had already approached Chu Fengmian with his body. He wanted to take the opportunity to attack Chu Fengmian and kill him with one blow.

Now Chu Fengmian suddenly reacted.

With a long roar of the dragon's chant, beside Chu Fengmian, the ancient Sanskrit script transformed from the Buddhist mantra was instantly shattered and scattered in the air.

"not good!"

The moment Monk Zhuanlun saw the countless ancient Sanskrit words being broken, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly backed away, but it was too late.

The power of the Tianlong Bayin condensed in the air, and bombarded the monk runner, almost no less than a dragon claw, and bombarded the monk runner's chest heavily.

The glazed light burst out at the moment of the Tianlong Bayin's bombardment, which was enough to dissolve [-]% of the power of the Tianlong Bayin.

But even if it was [-]% of the power, it would be a great blow to the monk Zhuanlun.

bump!
Monk Zhuanlun's body was immediately blown away, his face turned extremely pale, and the spiritual power on his body was extremely chaotic.

Although he was not seriously injured, the monk Zhuanlun consumed a lot of spiritual power after bearing the blow.

"Great freedom, Nirvana and rebirth!"

Monk Zhuanlun roared, and behind him, a piece of nothingness emerged, and a large amount of Buddhist power was condensed on his body.

The injuries on his body are gradually recovering under the continuous power of Buddhism.

"This Monk Zhuanlun can actually absorb the power from this Buddhist temple, and he is recovering from his injuries?"

Seeing this scene, Chu Fengmian's face was a little gloomy.

In this Buddhist temple, the power of the densely-covered Buddhist gates is almost unimaginably massive. If the current monk Zhuanlun can always absorb the power of the Buddhist gates in this Buddhist temple to recover from his injuries.

Then this wheel-running monk, in this Buddhist temple, is already considered immortal.

Unless Chu Fengmian is enough to destroy all the power of Buddhism in this Buddhist temple, but that is almost impossible.

This Monk Zhuanlun was already extremely difficult and powerful, if he was outside, maybe Chu Fengmian still had a chance to kill him.

But in this Buddhist temple, the chance of Chu Fengmian wanting to kill the runner monk is almost zero.

"There must be a way."

After Chu Fengmian forced Monk Runner back, he didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after him. Instead, he scanned the surrounding area and considered the countermeasure.

"Young Master Huang, King Xiaoyao, let's join forces and kill this person?"

On the other side, Monk Zhuanlun recovered from his injuries, and looked at Chu Fengmian again, but this time, he did not attack again, but spoke to Young Master Huang and Xiaoyao Wang Hanye next to him.

He was fighting alone, he had already fought against Chu Fengmian, and suffered a lot, so naturally he didn't want to fight against Chu Fengmian alone.

"it is good."

"Let's do it together!"

Xiaoyao Wang Hanye and Young Master Huang looked at each other, nodded at the same time, concentrated their spiritual power and immediately bombarded Chu Fengmian.

The two of them originally planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman. This time they asked the monk Zhuanlun to help, and they offered [-]% of the treasures in the tomb of the golden Buddha as a reward.

So from the beginning, the two of them didn't plan to make a move, they just sat there.

But now seeing that the Zhuanlun monk was not Chu Fengmian's opponent, the two of them immediately changed their minds.

Their enemy was still Chu Fengmian, and they had heard about Chu Fengmian's character before.

For Luo Kang, a disciple of the Holy Academy Sect, Chu Fengmian dared to defeat the two sects of the Holy Dragon Secret Realm, and even made an enemy of the high-level members of the Holy Dragon Secret Realm.

Defects must be reported.

Today they have already broken their skins with Chu Fengmian, if Chu Fengmian leaves alive, they will be the ones who die.

"Martial arts supreme!"

Xiaoyao Wang Hanye's figure flickered, and the ancient power condensed on his fist wind. The aura of this Xiaoyao Wang Hanye was completely different from the sudden one just now.

Xiaoyao Wang Hanye can become the leader of the Holy Son of the Holy Court School, and even be able to compete with the young master Wudao of the Holy Court School, so his strength is naturally not that simple.

The last time he made a move was just a test, but what he used this time was Xiaoyao Wang Hanye's strongest method.

"Ancient! Middle Ancient! Ancient!"

Boom!

Xiaoyao Wang Hanye let out a long roar, and on his punching style, different powers from the three eras were condensed.

With the martial arts of the three eras, the great accomplishments are gathered, and this punch is transformed into a punch at the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Sure enough, it has some strength!"

Chu Fengmian saw the bombardment of this punch, and he could also see that this punch was completely different from the strength that Xiaoyao Wang Hanye showed just now.

But no matter how mysterious his boxing techniques are, Chu Fengmian can break them with a single sword.

As soon as Chu Fengmian raised his sword, he immediately unleashed a beam of sword light, which shot up to the sky and turned into sword shadows all over the sky.

Among the sword shadows all over the sky, every sword shadow contains this completely different power.

Slashing out with one sword is like ten thousand swordsmanship, all at the same time.

(End of this chapter)