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Chapter 388 The Three Heads Come Together!Tit for a tooth (for subscription)
At this moment, Zong Hui's combat power was boiling, his long beard rose without any wind, and his wide cassock and monk robe billowed.

The vindictiveness in his body is like a vast ocean, endless.

"The Daxiong Palace is a sacred and solemn place in my temple, you should go out!"

Zong Hui clasped his palms together, and then pushed forward violently.

Terrible fluctuations swept through, forming endless air waves, blasting out.

This palm is brave and invincible, and it impacts everything with an overwhelming force.

The storm raged, like a dragon sucking water, it lifted the floor and filled the hall.

Behind Mu Yan, everyone felt that their bodies were on the verge of falling, as if they were about to leave at any moment.

"What level is this old monk?"

Everyone was shocked.

The opponent's palm is majestic, sweeping everything, but it doesn't hurt anyone, it just keeps blowing them away.

Finally, they couldn't resist, and they turned their backs one by one, and were pushed out of the hall by the strong wind, very embarrassed.

"Okay!" The monks cheered up when they saw this scene.

The abbot took the lead and boosted morale.

At this time, the storm stopped, and there was still one person standing in place in the chaotic airflow.

Despite the strong wind, it still stands tall.

"It turned out to be him!" Zong Hui frowned, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, only Mu Yan remained in the hall.

The other party just stood there with a calm expression on his face.

There seems to be no pressure.

This young man is not simple!
All the monks had solemn expressions, and they also saw that Mu Yan was extraordinary.

Zhao Tianchen was also deeply shocked.

Just when they thought that Mu Yan was going to make trouble, they suddenly saw Mu Yan make an astonishing move.

He just turned around and walked out of the hall.

"This..." Everyone didn't understand.

Standing still under the surging palm wind of the abbot Zong Hui, it is obvious that he has some real skills.

Can such a master just turn around and leave instead of taking advantage of this to fight back?

When Mu Yan walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, revealing a side face like a fairy.

"Master Abbot, I didn't move at all just now to prove my strength. Now I'm going out by myself out of respect for your temple."

"I, Mu Yan, am not a person who takes the initiative to provoke trouble, I just want to investigate the truth."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his long sleeves, and stepped out of the hall very chicly.

Seeing this scene, Zong Hui felt a little admiration for Mu Yan in his heart.

"This son is relaxed, neither arrogant nor impatient, and has a detached mind."

"But even so, you slandered me at Daleiyin Temple first, and I will definitely seek justice."

He also walked out with a group of monks.

Zhao Tianchen followed behind.

At this time, Mu Yan and his companions were already waiting in the square outside.

"Master, we are really ashamed." Tang Erwan sighed.

He also didn't expect that Zong Hui would be so tyrannical.

The palm style is strong, but it doesn't hurt anyone, just like a peerless master playing with children.

It's really embarrassing for everyone.

Mu Yan smiled and said, "I don't blame you, Da Leiyin Temple should not be underestimated, especially this Zong Hui, who is the strongest opponent we have seen so far."

"The strongest opponent?" Everyone's heart trembled.

Mu Yan nodded: "Leave the next thing to me."

He turned around and faced the approaching monks, his back was completely unpredictable.

On the Lan Bazong's side, everyone was anxious.

In the face-to-face just now, their side has already fallen behind, and their morale has declined.

Now I have to leave everything to Mu Yan to face.

Especially, the opponent is still so strong.

Thinking of this, they felt even more ashamed.

But just now, Mu Yan didn't finish a sentence.

Zong Hui was only the strongest of all the opponents they met, and Mu Yan himself was the strongest of them all!

"Master Mu, I admire your character, but you cannot be sloppy in slandering this matter."

"So offended!"

Zong Hui just spoke.

Suddenly, three monks stood up first.

"Abbot wait a minute, let us deal with this son."

These three people are the heads of Bodhidharma Hall, Arhat Hall, and Discipline Hall.

Zong Hui was silent for a while, then nodded: "It's okay, Master Mu is too young, if I take action, I'm afraid it will be said to be bullying the younger generation."

The three chiefs are all tall and big, and the arm muscles exposed outside the robes are bulging, full of explosive power.

They stood there like three iron towers, majestic and majestic.

Mu Yan also came out without any expression change on his face.

"We are the first of the three halls of the Great Leiyin Temple."

"It's not the abbot's turn to deal with you."

"Young man, choose one as your opponent."

The three chiefs spoke with confidence on their faces.

Mu Yan's eyes swept slightly, and he said casually, "You guys go up together."

what?
Not only the three chief monks were shocked, but the expressions of the rest of the monks also changed drastically.

"Isn't this kid too arrogant?"

"Could it be that you thought you could fight against the three leaders with your own strength?"

"I'm afraid he still doesn't know the strength of the first seat."

Daleiyin Temple is the Tianqi Dynasty, the largest power other than the royal family.

It has a long history, a long history, and prosperous martial arts.

Now there are more than one hundred thousand monks in the temple.

But such a large temple has only three halls.

Being able to achieve the position of the first seat, but standing out among tens of thousands of masters, all of them are extremely talented.

How can it be despised by outsiders?

Among them, the head of the Arhat Hall sneered: "Young man, it seems that you really don't understand Daleiyin Temple and our strength!"

The next moment, he shouted loudly, roaring like a wild lion.

There was a huge fluctuation in the air instantly, like a raging wave, shocking the sky.

The long clouds high in the sky were directly pushed back.

Under such momentum, the first seat of Arhat Hall no longer concealed its level, and all burst out.

The power of the Holy Master level is like a galaxy falling down, billowing and venting.

"Junior Holy Master!"

Everyone in the Blue Overlord Sect was shocked.

I didn't expect a leader to be so powerful, reaching the realm of the Holy Lord.

Next, the heads of the Bodhidharma Hall and the Discipline Hall erupted one after another, their aura shaking the world and killing all directions.

All are junior masters.

"Boy, do you still dare to say that one is against three?" The head of the Bodhidharma Hall obviously has a hot temper, unlike a calm eminent monk, and his demeanor seems to have a reckless style, straightforward and bold.

Although the monks were not as sarcastic as the disciples of other forces, their eyes were full of disdain.

how is it?

Facing the three holy masters, what about your arrogance just now?
Aren't you timid?

Such thoughts flashed through their minds.

Among the crowd, Zhao Tianchen looked at Mu Yan.

Unlike Zong Hui, he didn't admire Mu Yan, but admired him.

After all, Zhao Tianchen is looking at it from the royal family's point of view.

"It would be great if such a talented young man is no match." Zhao Tianchen thought to himself.

At this moment, under the attention of the audience, Mu Yan suddenly took a step.

His face was still so calm and breezy, full of ease.

There is no sense of crisis at all.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Mu Yan only said four words.

Even shorter than the original sentence.

"Let's go together!" Mu Yan said.

what?
What is he saying?
Everyone pricked up their ears as if they didn't hear clearly.

He seems to be saying let the three chiefs go together?

Actually, it's not that everyone didn't hear clearly, it's just that Mu Yan's reaction was so subversive and completely shocked them.

Who can say such words in front of the three holy masters without changing face?

I am afraid that the only young man in front of him is the only one left in the entire dynasty.

"Interesting." The head of the Bodhidharma Academy laughed.

"I'll let him know what regret is." The head of the Discipline Hall is unsmiling. As the highest punishment department in the temple, he has always been upright, and so is his temperament.

"How long has it been since the three of us joined forces?" There was also a surge of enthusiasm in the first seat of the Bodhidharma hall.

It wasn't because of Mu Yan's opponent, but because he was thinking of the glorious years before.

"70 years ago, evil spirits came to attack Daleiyin Temple. The three of us were still low-level monks at that time."

"In that battle, rivers of blood flowed in the temple, and the sky was dark. We desperately defended the Daleiyin Temple."

"The monks of our Daleiyin Temple hate evil spirits to the bone, how could they collude with them?"

Thinking of the bloody battle 70 years ago, the expressions of the three of them suddenly changed, and their eyes became sharp.

"You can slander us with anything, but you can't accuse us of evil and crooked ways."

"Today, I must teach this kid a lesson."

"Buddha, don't blame me for being cruel!"

All the monks saw that the aura of the three chiefs had reached a higher level, and they were full of killing breath.

The three of them completely thought of what happened 70 years ago, so their mentality was violent for a while.

Mu Yan is miserable now!

"kill!"

The three chiefs shouted in unison, their murderous aura shook the sky, and they turned into three streaks of light, rushing towards them like a tiger descending a mountain.

The air is torn, the bricks and stones under his feet are shattered, and the strength is indomitable.

"Vajra Fingers!"

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

"Mysterious Kong Fist!"

There were golden ripples in the surrounding air, filled with terrifying fluctuations.

The three of them shot together, even if there was a mountain in front of them, they could blow it up!

Lan Bazong and the others were right behind Mu Yan. Although the targets of the three leaders were not theirs, they still felt a strong sense of oppression.

That huge coercion strikes across the world and overwhelms everything, making it unstoppable for true gods and demons.

"How much oppression the head has endured?" They all thought worriedly.

At this moment, there was a surge of air in front of Mu Yan, and every inch of space was trapped in strangulation, full of boundless killing intent.

A finger, a claw, and a punch of the three chiefs are already on the approaching road, piercing the world and looking down.

dead!
Their faces were fierce, like golden spears, piercing through everything.

Mu Yan finally moved.

What was surprising was that what Mu Yan moved was not any fist or weapon, but his throat.

Yes, that's right, Mu Yan just raised his head and let out a loud roar!
"Roar!"

It was like a long dragon chant, and a terrifying burst of energy rose into the sky.

It was really thunderous and shocked Baili.

With Mu Yan as the center, the sound waves rolled out, setting off ripples and blasting in all directions.

Tens of thousands of airflows emptied, forming a raging storm, sweeping everything.

The three chief seats hadn't approached yet, but they were swept up by this sudden fluctuation.

With a scream, they were all blown away like rootless duckweed.

In the face of this absolute power, they are like ants.

The waves of air continued, spreading across the world.

The Blue Overlord Sect in Mu Yan's back row also screamed and fell to the ground.

But Mu Yan took extra care of them, but they didn't blow away.

However, the group of monks opposite him was miserable.

One by one, they lost their center of gravity, turned on their backs, struggled a few times, and were swept into the sky in the hurricane.

"My God, what's going on?"

"Brother, save me, I'm going to heaven!"

"Hold it, hold it, fuck it, I can't hold it."

I don't know how long it took before all the storm subsided.

At this moment, the square is already in a mess.

All the monks seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, lying on the ground one by one, pale and listless.

Only abbot Zong Hui was left standing.

But at this moment, Zong Hui's complexion was not good-looking at all.

Because, Mu Yan's aura has exploded, and his level is not concealed.

"Senior Holy Master!" Zong Hui's voice became extremely heavy.

And it's not an ordinary high-level holy master.

The other party has reached this level at such a young age, it is simply unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future, and the talent is monstrous.

"He turned out to be a high-level Holy Master." The three chiefs got up in a panic.

At this time, there was no trace of the heroic spirit on their faces just now, they were all shocked and ashamed.

The three thought it was a crush just now, but they didn't expect that the other party would crush the three of them directly.

"I have to say, this young man has such a big tone!" The three felt sympathetic and very grateful.

All the monks suddenly thought of a terrible fact.

Just now the abbot made a move and pushed all the opponents out of the hall with his palm wind.

Now Mu Yan turned around and threw them all away in one breath.

It's tit for tat, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
Moreover, the momentum created by Mu Yan was even more terrifying.

Thinking of this, they became even more afraid.

This Mu Yan, regardless of his cultivation base, is definitely a ruthless person in terms of temperament, and he must get revenge.

Zhao Tianchen also felt a turmoil in his heart.

Seeing Mu Yan Tongtian's cultivation, an idea came out of his heart, and he became more and more determined.

At this time, Zong Hui stepped out, and every time he took a step, his aura increased by [-]%.

One step, two steps... When the seventh step was reached, a bright holy wheel, like a bright moon, rose from Zong Hui's back.

The holy wheel shines in all directions, like a big sun across the sky, very bright.

"Master Mu, you and I are both in the realm of high-level holy masters. Since today's battle is inevitable, I will do my best."

"Donor be careful."

Zong Hui's eyes suddenly changed, piercing through the void like a brilliant sword.

With incomparably powerful power, the holy wheel radiated a great glow in the air, and then rushed towards Mu Yan.

"Om, well, what, bah, moo, hum!"

"Buddhist holy wheel, suppress all enemies in the world!"

Zong Hui recited the mantra in his mouth with a solemn expression.

Mu Yan raised his head, but saw that the resplendent holy wheel was already hanging above his head.

Boom!
The holy wheel was directly pressed down, with a majestic divine power.

In an instant, the phantoms of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and the three thousand worlds all appeared, staring at Mu Yan indifferently.

This is a kind of power of judgment. It is no longer a driving force of heaven and earth, but a more ethereal and invisible power of faith.

Only those who are profound in the Dharma can exert great supernatural powers.

Mu Yan's world was completely covered.

With his feet as the point and a circle of ten meters around his body, he entered a completely suppressed area.

The Buddha's light shines down, with the mighty power to save everything!

Mu Yan felt as if his body was being pulled.

Cracks began to appear in his dragon pattern white robe.

With a bang, the ground under Mu Yan's feet began to shatter, turning into dust.

Transcendence is to send the other party to the ultimate bliss!
In front of him, everything around Mu Yan changed from tangible to intangible, becoming particles.

A blow from the holy wheel is so powerful.

(End of this chapter)