I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 288 Heavenly thunder forges the Buddha's body!

"boom!"

The yin and yang reacted, creating thunder, like a bolt from the blue. Ding Xiu's body was enveloped in a blazing electric light. With a long drink from his mouth, an unprecedented terrifying power erupted.

"Drink~~~~"

The sea of ​​underworld returns to its origin, the yin and yang are endless, the spirit is refined into the orifice, and all laws are unified. At this moment, Ding Xiu's body is penetrated by a blazing electric light inside and outside. Under this blazing electric light, the Buddhist Zen thoughts are instantly dissipated.

The thunderous husband is the cardinal of heaven and earth. It starts from Hongmeng and has no end. Therefore, thunder is the command of the sky and has the greatest power. Within the six realms, the weather of the four seasons, the rise and fall of all things, the withering of vegetation, the wind and rain in the sky and the earth, the growth of clouds and mist, the immortal stars, the rain, dew and sweet rain, everything is taken by thunder!

Taoists believe that among all methods, the most powerful one is the thunder method. Therefore, thunder is the order of heaven. If you get the method, you can drive away thunder and lightning, pray for rain and clear weather, cure happiness and subdue demons, swarm locusts, and refine ghosts.

The reason why Ding Xiu dared to accept the gift from Master Mo Chan so boldly was because he had initially mastered this natural power of heaven and earth that should not exist in the world of martial arts.

The world is vast, and life in it is like a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning. Although Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism have been passed down for a long time, they are just as small and not worth mentioning in front of the vast and boundless world.

"Whoo~~~~"

A moment later, when the electric light covering his body disappeared, Ding Xiu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. His face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, and even his pupils turned golden.

However, this vision only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. All the powerful aura began to converge at this moment until it disappeared, making Ding Xiu look like an ordinary person. .

Back to Basics.

There is no doubt that this is the legendary realm that countless martial arts masters in the world dream of, but for Ding Xiu, this is not really a strange thing.

"Thank you, Sword Monk Mo Chan."

After completing the breakthrough, Ding Xiu lowered his head and looked not far away. On the ground, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. It was none other than the sword monk Mo Chan. However, at this moment, he was already a figure. A desiccated corpse.

"Um?!"

At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the mountain road not far away. At the end of the road, he saw a young figure flying towards him with a familiar long sword in her arms. In just a few breaths, he was already close.

"It's you?!"

Ding Xiu recognized the young man in front of him at a glance. He was the sword-slinging boy of Xue Yiren, the best swordsman in the world.

Seeing Ding Xiu, Fengjian Boy quickly cupped his hands and fists, bowed and said, "Lu Jinghong has met Da Xia Ding."

Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know me?"

"Of course!"

Lu Jinghong said with a bit of excitement: "Although Ding Daxia has not been traveling in the world for a long time, you have killed the White Jade Demon Beggar and Shi Guanyin successively, and exposed the conspiracy of Wu Hua and Nangong Ling to steal the martial arts in the Central Plains. , the name of a hero is well deserved!"

"is it?"

Faced with Lu Jinghong's praise, Ding Xiu didn't take it seriously. He replied noncommittally: "It's just a humble name, not worth mentioning. I wonder, little brother Lu, what is your purpose here?"

Lu Jinghong replied: "I'm here to find Master Mochan."

"You came to see him?"

When Ding Xiu heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. Then he turned to look at Swordsman Mochan who had already passed away not far away, and sighed softly: "You came too late. Swordsman Mochan has passed away."

"what?!"

When Lu Jinghong heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. He followed Ding Xiu's gaze and saw the body of Master Mo Chan. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could this happen?!"

Ding Xiu sighed: "Life is impermanent, life is as usual, that's how it is."

Lu Jinghong said: "But, but" Ding Xiu said: "I already know why you are here, but it is a pity that you are a step late. Please leave."

"no!"

Hearing Ding Xiu's words, Lu Jinghong responded without hesitation: "You want to see people in life, and you want to see a body in death. I want to take Master Mochan's body back to Xuejiazhuang to see the owner of the village."

"no!"

Without any hesitation, Ding Xiu sternly refused: "I made an agreement with Master Mo Chan, and I will never hand over his body to anyone else. You'd better be obedient and leave."

"what!"

Feeling slighted, Lu Jinghong couldn't help but get furious: "I know you are a master, but it's not easy for me to leave. You'd better ask me about the sword in my hand first!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but frown slightly. Then, he turned his eyes slightly and looked at Lu Jinghong, saying calmly: "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure? I want to duel with you!"

Lu Jinghong shouted angrily: "Although you are in the Jianghu Provincial Committee, hehe, I am just a nobody, but as a swordsman, I am undecided when faced with trouble, and I use my sword to speak. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"what!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu immediately responded with a chuckle: "Just you?"

"Just me!"

Seeing Ding Xiu looking like he didn't take him seriously at all, Lu Jinghong was so angry that he couldn't suppress it anymore. With a loud cry, the sword was unsheathed!

Crow Nine, Crow Nine, the ancient famous sword, was once again unsheathed. As a swordsman, Lu Jinghong was already very familiar with this unparalleled magic weapon. At this moment, the moment it was unsheathed, the sword intent of the magic weapon filled the surroundings, flickering. Dazzling silver light.

"The falling leaves know autumn!"

With a loud shout in his mouth, he completely ignored the world-famous master in front of him. As soon as Lu Jinghong made a move, he struck with a sharp sword, cutting through the sky and striking Ding Xiu's vitals.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly encountered a surprise attack, Ding Xiu let out a soft drink in his mouth, but did not see how he moved. The Tathagata's immortal golden body broke through again, and the majestic Yin and Yang Zhengang burst out on its own. Suddenly, surging energy overflowed, and with a bang, in front of him. In an instant, Lu Jinghong and his sword were sent flying out, falling to the ground more than ten feet away.

"This"

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it. Although he knew that Ding Xiu might be very powerful as a world-famous top master, Lu Jinghong always believed that with his own martial arts, even if he couldn't beat Ding Xiu, he would be able to survive dozens or hundreds of moves. There is still no problem, but now?

Cruel facts prove that ideals are sexy and reality is skinny!

Lu Jinghong was inexplicably horrified. His eyes when he looked at Ding Xiu were full of fear and awe. He couldn't help but swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. With his trembling hands, the tiger's mouth had been cracked open, revealing a new red color. His whole arm was numb, and he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

A swordsman who can't even hold the sword will naturally be unable to attack his opponent. However, without even receiving a single move, the opponent has already lost. This result is really unacceptable to him.

Having just witnessed the death of Master Mo Chan, at this moment, Ding Xiu seemed to no longer want to kill anyone. He just exploded the Yin Yang Zhen Gang and knocked back Lu Jinghong. He did not kill him harshly, but said calmly: "At such a young age, It’s not bad to have a cultivation level like yours, but if you want to become a true master, you still need to practice hard.”

Lu Jinghong smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Master Ding, for your advice."

"No need to thank me."

Ding Xiudao: "I left something on your body, take it back to Xue Yiren and tell him that this battle is inevitable. I hope to see him at his peak. Please don't To disappoint me."

(End of this chapter)