Valkyrie

Chapter 347 Hearing Amitabha Again

Just as Song Wugui's aura was rising, the sound of clanging swords suddenly sounded in the void, causing Song Wugui's complexion to change drastically.

Just looking up, he saw hundreds of long swords approaching rapidly, crashing against his armor, and each sword landed on the same point.

Only after a hundred swords, Song Wugui Zhou Shen's iron armor trembled, and countless cracks appeared with a click, and then shattered.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, and he slashed out with the Killing God Sword and the Cross Yan Luo one after another, killing Song Wugui immediately at a disadvantage, looking a little embarrassed.

And after piercing Song Wugui's iron armor with the hundred swords, Lin Cangxue also appeared in the jungle. The latter held the Cangxue sword and appeared in front of Song Wugui like a frightened bird.

Song Wugui's expression froze, and he suddenly roared:

"Blood Raven Sacrifice!"

Just as the latter finished speaking, a huge blood crow suddenly appeared in front of Song Wugui.The blood crow fluttered, and in less than ten breaths, the blood crow burned from the void, emitting a terrifying aura...

"retreat!"

Lin Huang yelled fiercely, his body stepped back suddenly, and Lin Cangxue also stepped back.The two retreated no more than ten feet, and the blood crow in front of Song Wugui burst violently.

The air wave from the blood crow's burst swept across, causing Lin Huang to spit out a mouthful of blood.But the moment Lin Huang landed, he rushed into the smog, and once again charged towards Song Wugui.

Lin Cangxue frowned, and also rushed in.

Keng Keng Keng.

Among the smoke and dust, the sounds of swords and soldiers continued.Song Wugui's angry roar was heard in no time, and then Song Wugui's angry roar was suddenly heard:
"The evil king is angry!"

In the smoke and dust, only when Song Wugui roared, his arms suddenly raised to the void, and they swelled rapidly, like huge pillars, full of terrifying strength.

Lin Huang frowned again, his expression became extremely dignified.I saw that pair of arms were full of crimson, like two fierce tigers showing ferocious fangs.

Song Wugui roared, and his two arms were cut off by himself in a self-mutilation style, and then he rushed towards Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue.

Lin Huang's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately raised the Demon Suppressing Knife in his hand, and shouted loudly: "A Bidao!"

At this moment, A Bidao finally reappeared, Lin Huang looked at the terrifying right arm, his expression was still dignified, and he only stabbed 37 times in a row, finally dispelling the power of the evil king's anger at the last moment.

But Lin Cangxue forcibly endured Song Wugui's left arm punch, and all the power of the evil king's anger fell on Lin Cangxue.

But when Lin Huang turned his head, he saw Lin Cangxue's jade clothes floating all over her body, she was not at all worried.Song Wugui's self-mutilation blow was blocked by the jade robe.

In the arena, Song Wugui's face was pale, and he looked at the two people in front of him with an incredulous look on his face.

At the expense of his arms, the lore blow that he condensed was actually blocked by two people.That jade robe with golden strands is indeed terrifying and extraordinary.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Wugui, his figure slowly disappeared into the jungle like a shadow.

Song Wugui's complexion changed drastically, and he finally came to his senses at this moment, "You are the thirteen kills!"

Thinking of this, Song Wugui felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He snatched the golden jade clothes in order to resist the assassination of the Thirteenth Killer, but he never thought that the Thirteenth Killers would use the Jade Clothes to kill him.

In the void, Lin Huang was silent.

Only when the breeze picked up, Lin Huang's icy voice quietly sounded in the jungle, "Kill the god with one blow!"

Without both arms, Song Wugui had no fighting strength, so how could he be his opponent in the face of Lin Huang, who was fierce and fierce at the moment.

Just as Lin Huang's words fell, a line of blood appeared in the jungle, piercing through Song Wugui's throat.

Ok?
He killed Song Wugui with one blow, but in exchange for Lin Huang's doubts.I saw Lin Huang appearing in the jungle, pulling Lin Cangxue back quickly, feeling a powerful force coming here.

But Lin Huang's killing blow just now did not kill Song Wugui, what he killed was an afterimage of Song Wugui after he was rescued.

In the jungle, the sword of Jun Qingcheng's judgment suddenly came out of its sheath, and after killing several warriors like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it rushed to Lin Huang's side with a vigilant look.

"Amitabha……"

In the jungle, I heard Amitabha Buddha again.

Lin Huang's brows immediately frowned, and the sound of the Buddha's voice reminded him of the monk Cisheng in Wuchan Temple outside Shanhe Pass.

"Which old bald donkey is playing tricks here!"

Holding two big hammers, Bai Xiaopang yelled outrageously.

As soon as Bai Xiaopang's words fell, an old monk in cassock came out of the jungle, standing with his palms folded in front of his chest.

Behind the old monk, Song Wugui, whose breath was extremely weak, followed.

Looking at the old monk approaching slowly, Lin Huang's expression became more and more vigilant.The old monk was dressed in a bright yellow cassock, which was extremely clean.

His expression was old, but he exuded a calm aura, and he could not see the slightest evil, nor could he see a trace of peace.

The Buddha beads in front of him were polished to a shiny finish.

This old monk is not Cisheng from Wuchan Temple, and Cisheng looks like a piece of dead wood, but the old monk in front of him has a lot of fireworks.

"What's your name?
Lin Huang said.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk said Amitabha, like a mantra, but not as pious as Cisheng, "The poor monk came from Wuchan Temple and walked the world for thirty years. His Dharma is called Compassion!"

Lin Huang frowned again, "Sure enough, he is still from Wuchan Temple!"

"I don't know what is the relationship between Master and Cisheng?"

Lin Huang asked.

"Brother Cisheng?"

Ci Nan murmured, then with a smile on his face, he took the bow, "Junior Brother Ci Sheng has just entered the world of mortals, and in his heart he only wishes to extradite sentient beings to Buddhism. If there is any offence, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Isn't Master unwilling to extradite sentient beings into Buddhism?"

With a smile on the corner of Lin Huang's mouth, he asked sharply.

Seeing that Ci Nan stopped reciting Amitabha Buddha, he just smiled and said: "The benefactor is joking, the world is immortal for 3000 years, the world above his head has no light, and the poor monk can't save himself, how can he save the world's people! "

"The master is more real than Master Cisheng, but he is not as profound as Master Cisheng!"

Lin Huang commented.

Monk Cinan didn't make any excuses, just smiled and said, "The years passed by the true Buddha, the Buddha seen in the eyes of the almsgiver is just a group of ordinary people in cocoons!"

"And what about the master himself?"

Lin Huang asked.

"Also a layman!"

"Then what about Master Ye Wuchan?"

Lin Huang asked again.

"It's vulgar!"

Ci Nan smiled.

"Master seems to have seen through a lot!"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Ci Nan shook his head, "You and I are both in the dry well, with the sky above our heads, and we can cover it with a palm. The so-called seeing through is just seeing through with a slap. When you get out of the well, you will know what a drop in the ocean is."

Lin Huang was silent, and he just talked casually, but he didn't expect the old monk to talk more and more mysterious, it was really boring.

Afterwards, Lin Huang set his eyes on Song Wugui who was behind Ci Nan, and said with a calm smile, "Master should give me an explanation!"

　Happy National Day guys, there will be another update tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)