River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 347 Maitreya is born, the Tathagata dies!

[Dari Tathagata Seal]!
The giant swastika wheel descended from the sky, following the palm of the thousand-handed Tathagata.

Jiang Ling stood still from the beginning to the end, and shouted again: "Xiao!"

The giant swastika wheel disintegrated in an instant, and it was scattered as soon as it was said.

Afterwards, Zhong Jin sacrificed four Dharma seals in succession, and the Buddha's light soared into the sky, bombarding Jiang Ling one after another.

For a while, the Buddha's voice sang and sang around the beam for three days.All over the valley, one can hear the King Kong text chanting between heaven and earth.

However, those incomparably bright real number big handprints, every time they approached Jiangling, they were all deciphered by him with a single shout and assertion.

The future is full of variables. Although the Tathagata is strong in this world, he will not be able to take advantage of the future Maitreya.

And the most important thing is that the Tathagata in this world needs luck in order to strengthen himself.

But every time Zhong Jin received luck, he was interrupted by Jiang Ling halfway, which made him unable to recharge himself, so that he could not fight at his full glory.

Zhong Jin shot six times back and forth, the huge consumption made his yuan pool close to a deficit.

On the other hand, Jiangling is still so calm and unfathomable.

'How could this be so? '

Zhong Jin's eyes were full of disbelief, since he got the "Tathagata Navigating the Current World", he has never lost a single defeat.When fighting against others, there is no three-in-one general.

But today when facing Jiangling, with his unique skill, when he hits the opponent, he is like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to splash the slightest splash.

For the first time, he felt a little powerless.

Seeing that he was panting, Jiang Ling suddenly asked: "Tathagata in this world, is this all?"

Zhong Jin gasped for a few breaths, then shot out angrily, grabbed a long sword from the air, and stabbed at Jiangling.

Jiang Ling didn't even look at it, and just said what he said: "Whoever harms others will eventually harm himself! Three points into the bone, blood spattered seven feet."

The long sword that flew out, only halfway through the flight, suddenly twisted, caught off guard, and passed into Zhong Jin's own body, inserted between the ribs, and really penetrated three points to the bone.

Zhong Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and fell back, and the ground was also spattered seven feet with blood.

"You... what kind of sorcery are you doing?" Zhong Jin asked with red eyes.

Jiang Ling: "I didn't want to argue with you, but you are arrogant and aggressive. In this case, for the sake of peace, you should also prepare for a funeral."

After saying that, he took the initiative to take a step for the first time, and stepped forward, as if shifting shape.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Jin came to him.

As soon as he made a move, he hit Zhong Jin in the chest.

Zhong Jin fell back again,

When he got up again, he saw a purple streak on his chest like Zhou Boye in Qingfeng Ridge.

After seeing Zhou Boye's death, Zhong Jin was horrified and made a decisive decision. Using his five fingers as claws, he grabbed his chest and tore off his ribs, flesh and skin.

Under a burst of screaming in pain, his chest was bloody, very terrifying.

The ribs and flesh were forcibly torn away, and the lungs inside were exposed to the air.

Such a decisive shot is really effective, the purple markings are left on that piece of flesh, and have not had time to spread all over the body.

Jiang Ling sneered, seeing him like this, he shifted shape again, struck out his poisonous palm, and hit his right arm again.

Zhong Jin's eyes were full of panic, he fled repeatedly, but he couldn't escape the poisonous palm's pursuit.

As soon as he saw purple spots left on his arm, he didn't want to follow Zhou Boye's footsteps, so he made another decisive move and cut off his right arm from the shoulder.

For a moment, blood spurted everywhere, and the severe pain caused him to howl to the sky.

Many spectators in the valley frowned and couldn't bear it when they saw this.

Some people shouted on the spot, saying that Jiang Ling was too cruel to kill without nodding his head, why did he torture Zhong Jin like this?

Jiang Ling ignored the others, and only said to Zhong Jin: "The Tathagata in this world is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, your morality is not enough and your mind is unstable. It is ridiculous to think that you can rule the world after learning a little superficial."

Moving away again, the poisonous palm chased Zhong Jin, and it was about to land on him again.

At this moment, that Qi Xiangu joined forces with the elder Yunyan Pavilion masters,

The whisk, the flying sword, and the long spear all rushed to the front of Jiangling, protecting Zhong Jin behind him.

Jiang Ling glanced back and said disdainfully, "You also want to intervene?"

You can't say what you say, just drink one more sentence-【Kneel down for me】!
In the future, Maitreya will be stimulated by the Tathagata in this world, and the golden light will skyrocket for the first time, and the words will be stronger than ever before.

With this shout, Qi Xiangu and all the elders couldn't help but knelt down on the ground.

Even though he didn't want to, the bent legs were involuntary and completely out of control.

"Speaking out of the way! This young man can actually say out of the way. What kind of technique is this?"

"You're young, you can't say what you say, is that okay?"

When Jiang Ling first said Fa Sui, everyone actually saw it, but they were not sure yet.

But right now, he yelled to kneel down, but Qi Xiangu and all the elders of Yunyan Pavilion actually kneeled down as they said, without any power to resist.

This shows that this kid can really follow his words and make people obey orders.

For a while, some people were jealous and some were unhappy.

They had already asked each other about the origin of the young man's identity in private, but they asked all the audience, and no one knew his origin.

And the fact that the forces have survived to this day may have been accumulated for thousands of years.

Looking at this person's cultivation, if he becomes hostile to their lineage in the future, and if nothing else is said, just follow his words, how will their lineage resist?

As everyone looked at each other, a tacit killing intent began to sprout in everyone's heart.

At the same time, Qi Daoren, who had retreated to the gazebo to watch the play, came over again.

He squinted his eyes, touched his stomach, and said: "Little friend, you have to forgive others and forgive others, don't do too much."

Jiang Ling chuckled: "Why didn't you say that earlier?"

Qi Daoren: "Young Pavilion Master Zhong Jin has been hurt so badly by you, you should accept it when you see it, it's time to stop."

"Stop? When he shot at me, why didn't you yell to stop, but now you let me stop? I let you say everything, where is my face?"

With just one word, Jiang Ling's body was like lightning, and he covered a distance of several feet in the blink of an eye, grabbed the seriously injured Zhong Jin, grabbed him by the throat, threw it on the ground, and then stepped on his face.

Surprised by everyone, the current owner of Yunyan Pavilion arrived late.

He was working hard for the grand meeting, making arrangements for big and small matters.I thought that even if it was a trivial matter, Zhong Jin could easily solve it by stepping forward.

But he didn't expect that things would become more and more troublesome, and he couldn't stop the scene.As soon as he came over, he saw his successor Zhong Jin was covered in blood, trampled under by Jiang Ling like a dead dog.

The owner of the pavilion, Zhong Siyuan, has gray hair and is very old.But the face is like a child, with red cheeks.

As soon as he came over, he said to Jiang Ling: "Young man, don't go too far and let Zhong Jin go."

(End of this chapter)