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Chapter 1196 Holy Present
Everyone present was stunned, didn't he just want to protect him?Why did they want to kill him again, and this sword slashed with anger, they all felt that if Zhang Fan couldn't control his emotions, he would really cut off the little monk's head with one sword.

Seeing this, the hearts of all the people present couldn't help but twitch. They really hoped that this sword would cut off the little monk's head, and that would be the end of it all, and the dreams of the two sages of Buddhism could be awakened.

Zhang Fan was looking up at the sky, his eyes were cold, and he was cruising around, but above the sky, there was no movement in the four directions. The Buddhist Sages just confirmed that he would not kill the little monk, but just wanted him to suffer, and even stood up for them. , the anger in his heart was almost gushing out, and the long sword approached the little monk's throat again.

His eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword was shaking.

Silence, deadly silence.

At this time, everyone guessed that Zhang Fan might really kill the little monk. The current situation is that he may not be able to keep the monk even if he wants to. What's more, Zhang Fan has such a deep hatred with Buddhism, how could he be willing to accept Buddhism? use.

"If you don't want to do it, I'll do it!" A voice resounded, and a ray of light shot from the sky.

"It's King Chi!"

The man was still in the air, and he pointed at the little monk, "One finger shakes the soul!" With a whoosh, the energy was terrifyingly sharp, not weaker than the sword glow, but even more unpredictable than the sword glow.

"Ok?"

Zhang Fan's icy eyes swept away, and then the heavy uniform sword swept away, and an incomparably terrifying power burst out from the sword. In an instant, it hit the finger force, even if the opponent was also carrying the momentum. The half-step Xiaosheng came, and the power of this finger also became invisible under Zhang Fan's monstrous anger.

With a muffled bang, the void shook like fireworks, but in the strong light that exploded, the sword energy rushed out undiminished, the king of Chi was surprised, and pointed again in the air, It was only then that Zhang Fan's sword energy was dissipated.

At this point, he realized that the strength of this new half-step little sage should not be underestimated. After all, he is a half-step little sage with advanced nine-yuan combat power.

But under the power of Zhang Fan's sword, the king of Chi did not dare to do anything wrong, and saw Zhang Fan's cold eyes sweeping his face, the coldness was enough to make him feel like he was in an ice cellar, and his whole body was completely shattered. Cold, Zhang Fan turned slightly and landed the long sword on the little monk's neck again.

As soon as it fell here, an evil spirit rushed through the sky, and a pitch-black man appeared in the sky, which was terrifying.He put his arms in his arms and looked at everything in front of him: "I see how long you can last."

Immediately after Xiaosheng explained half a step, Albatross, who hadn't shown his face for a long time, also came out. He was bald and short-bearded, and he was thin and small, but no one dared to underestimate his burning eyes and Lingtian aura. This veteran is so old that he can no longer be a half-step little saint.

This was just the beginning, and several half-step little sages followed.One after another, the little saints arrived, not only the little monk, but even Zhang Fan was cornered.

"Tell two people to go up and finish everything with him."

"Blindly wasting time."

King Chi said that he moved forward, indicating that he was the first one willing to go up. It might be difficult for him to deal with Zhang Fan alone, but with another half-step Xiaosheng, the two of them worked together to take down Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was as cold as water, and his hostility was soaring.He is not afraid of these people, not at all, even if he will die at the hands of these people, he is not afraid, but he hates, hates himself being used by Buddhism, and even more hates the contradiction that he wants to kill the little monk while trying to protect him .

Looking back suddenly, the little monk met his red eyes and felt a murderous aura.Is he going to kill me?
"If you really want to die?"

"I'd rather kill you with my own hands, end you and me, brotherhood."

Zhang Fan said this sentence with tears and blood in his eyes.

"it is good!"

I don't know if he understands or not, but the little monk nodded. Just like before, this little monk who looks like he is only three years old, and indeed he is only three years old, has great wisdom.

At this moment, everyone's breath was held, and the little sage of the Confucian Academy in the distant mountain couldn't help but took a step forward.

Are you really going to kill him?

Zhang Fan suddenly swung his sword. At this moment, his heart felt like it was cracking. His hand that swung the sword was also shaking. The helplessness in his heart turned into boundless hatred. He closed his eyes in pain. Knowing that this sword goes down, his second brother will never be there.

Scenes from the past came to mind, only to see that domineering man looking back at him and smiling at him.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's complexion changed drastically, and an unprecedented force crushed him. At the same time, the little sage of the Confucian Academy on the far mountain also moved. Floating, the scholar's scarf above his head flew up to half a meter, boom, boom, boom...

The war finally broke out, it was the power of the saint!
Zhang Fan was terrified. He only saw the little Buddhist monk in cassock fighting with a man in green clothes for a moment, and the strength that made him feel desperate erupted. Zhang Fan knew that it was the little Buddhist monk who had just taken the initiative to snatch the little monk. A saint tried to stop him, and he immediately reached out and hugged the little monk, grabbed him to his side, and protected him. After doing this, his whole body was shaken by the power generated by the saint's fight.

If he hadn't possessed the Holy Seed and was able to resist this kind of power one or two times, he might have been destroyed by this time.

But when he subconsciously snatched the little bhikkhu away, he felt even more painful in his heart. To be honest, if the little monk of Buddhism snatched the little bhikkhu away just now, the little bhikkhu would have survived, and what he just did was tantamount to a ruin. The little bhikkhu was angry, and he asked himself in his heart, why did he do this?He has no answer.

As soon as the two fought, they dispersed.

"Sakyamuni Buddha, do you think you can still save people?" The little sage of the Confucian Academy smiled, his temperament was elegant and gentle like jade, but he did not lose his domineering spirit.

The little sage of Buddhism stared: "You, you..."

"Do you have to drive my Buddhist sect to extinction?"

Someone next to him said, "Isn't what your Buddhism has done enough for us to kill them all? You openly violated the agreement between saints, shot again and again, and ignored the life and death of all beings in the world. A person like you deserves to be a saint?"

Little Sage of Buddhism: "I have nothing to say."

He regretted it just now, he regretted it so much, if God gave him another chance, he would definitely not go against Zhang Fan, he would definitely not poach the corners of Jiuyou, and he would not teach Zhang Fan, a little The ghost cultivator of the later generations finally turned his entire Buddhist teachings, and one of the five major religions was subverted by him alone.

Even more, I shouldn't wipe the world with the saint supreme, this is a taboo, a big taboo.

But everything has been done, everything has been irreparable.

Now that you've come this far, let's just go to the end.

"Ye, do you really want to intervene?" Buddhism has been forced to this point, this little bhikkhu, no matter what, he will save it, this is the only blood of his Buddhism, and his holy throne is tied to him on one person.

The little sage of the Confucian Academy said: "Your Buddhist school blatantly violated the agreement between the saints, ignored the comfort of all living beings and took action openly. Based on this alone, our Confucian Academy must not stand by and watch."

"Hahaha..." The little sage of Buddhism laughed, with a flash of contempt flashing in his eyes. Among the four religions, the one that Buddhism despises the most is naturally the Confucian Academy. The Confucian Academy is undoubtedly the weakest: "Is it up to you? ?”

The little sage of the Confucian Academy's face sank: "What do you mean?"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, the whole world became holy, and the land of Jiuyou was never so bright as this moment. The boundless golden holy light fell from the sky, just like the rising sun in Jiuyou, Jiuyou was lit up, and the way of heaven reversed.

Someone yelled, "Oh my God!"

Zhang Fan's heart beat suddenly. He was a saint, a real saint. Although the little saint was also a saint, the world knew that there were only seven real saints. Those seven saints possessed power beyond the heavens, and they were unparalleled existences.

The face of the little sage of the Confucian Academy also changed drastically. No need to guess, it is related to the last inheritance of Buddhism. The saint who was obtained by Buddhism has also lost his sense of normalcy. , the one on Mount Eternal...has also appeared in this world.

(End of this chapter)