Danwu Xiehuang

Chapter 125
Ye Chen seems to have made a start, or Yan Yulong started.

As they bluffed some of the people with their shots, many warriors with good cultivation bases who came here to join in the fun also shot one after another.

After all, they are all from the country of Yan. Naturally, they don't like to see people from the country of Yan die unexpectedly, so they took action.

Many people were protected and walked down the mountain under the help of a group of warriors. This scene also touched the hearts of those Yan people who were already safe or attracted by the huge movement.

This is Yan Guo warrior.

After walking down the mountain, Yan Yulong stepped out from the crowd's support and walked straight to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen glanced at him, then continued to look at the battle between the two Buddhas in the distance, the evenly matched battle was still going on.

"It's ironic, isn't it? A golden Buddha that everyone respects has no believers in it, and even recruits believers to cultivate at will. Is this a god?" Yan Yulong's voice was a little hoarse, and his face was a little haggard.

During this period of time, the status quo of the Yan Kingdom was not optimistic. The Yan Emperor fell, the people's hearts were scattered, and the enemies of the surrounding countries were ready to move.

That's why Yan Yulong was a little confused. He came to Ji'an Temple, prayed to the Buddha, and imagined that the Golden Buddha would perform miracles to restore the Emperor Yan. Now, Yan Yulong no longer has this idea.

Ye Chen also knows that Yan Yulong's mood is extremely uncomfortable now: "No one knows what the gods are, and there may be perfect gods. But the people need to have faith, and they also need a rational monarch."

Ye Chen had something to say but didn't elaborate, but Yan Yulong concealed his exhaustion and haggardness, and asked: "A disciple of the Nine Suns Sect, this is returning home to visit relatives. Are you returning home?"

Yan Yulong and Ye Chen were about the same age, a few years older, but slightly inferior in cultivation, and Ye Chen had saved his life before, so the so-called pride of being a prince did not exist at all.

There is also a bit of familiarity in his words, obviously Yan Yulong regards Ye Chen as a friend.

"The main purpose of coming back this time is to do a task, and the second is to go back to the hometown to visit relatives." Ye Chen looked at Yan Yulong seriously and said.

Yan Yulong noticed something in Ye Chen's eyes, and showed a somewhat gloomy look: "It's because of the Yan Kingdom, my father's illness came suddenly, and the Yan Kingdom was instantly without a leader."

Ye Chen nodded, without denying it, this is also the reason why he came to Ji'an Temple, he came here to find Yan Yulong, so as to get a plan to meet the Emperor Yan.

Perhaps, Ye Chen with the Heaven and Earth Hunyuan Cauldron by his side could help Yanhuang's illness.

"I wonder if Young Master Ye can cure my father's illness this time?" Yan Yulong's eyes were full of hope.

That hope is very dim, and I dare not show it. After all, the number one genius doctor in Yan Kingdom is helpless, and Ye Chen is young, so it is hard to imagine that he can have countermeasures.

"I haven't seen a patient, so I don't dare to speak to the doctor. Find time to visit Emperor Yan, maybe you can find the source."

Although there was no affirmation in the words, Ye Chen's expression was clearly confident.

This also made Yan Yulong hopeful. After all, he is a high-ranking disciple sent by the Nine Suns Sect. Maybe there is really a good way.

"Now, let's take a look at the dispute between the real and the fake Buddha."

Ye Chen's words made Yan Yulong raise his eyes to look into the distance, where the color of the golden Buddha gradually dimmed, but the ghost Buddha was still mighty under the blessing of Dukong, and the ghostly aura soared into the sky.

The golden brilliance bloomed in the eyes of the Golden Buddha, and a touch of spirituality fell here, as if the gods appeared in the world, and the heaven and the earth were moved by it.

"The evil door is crooked, and the Buddhist door also dared to act fiercely? Get rid of it for me."

As soon as the golden Buddha's spirituality increased, his strength doubled, and he had a better understanding of the heaven and earth than Dukong. With a wave of his hand, a palm hundreds of feet in size fell from the sky and patted on the ghost Buddha.

Du Kong still straightened his spine, and the ghost Buddha behind him held the sky with one hand, and the attack of the hundreds of feet of big palms seemed to cover the sky and the sun, but the ghost Buddha blocked the top of his head.

"You are all my believers, dedicate your strength to me, and kill this beast."

While waving his hands, a powerful attraction appeared on the Golden Buddha, and he went towards the warriors watching the battle. It was so powerful that it was bound to absorb the cultivation of these warriors into his own body.

Both Ye Chen and Yan Yulong changed their colors suddenly, with expressions of disgust on their faces.

"Calling the true Buddha in vain is nothing more than an evil person possessing sorcery and plotting evil." Yan Yulong shouted coldly, his whole body bursting out with a mighty, magnanimous aura, arousing the power of the Golden Buddha isolated from the body.

The same is true for Ye Chen, the power of fire is flowing in the meridians of his body, like a rushing river, it is stimulated suddenly, and the momentum of the whole person is compelling, and the realm of swordsman he comprehends also emerges in response to the time, and the power of the golden Buddha fight it out.

The same is true for other warriors, and they have dispatched their own strength to fight.

Ye Chen's swordsman realm was aroused, and his whole body was like a long knife, extremely sharp, slashing at the idea of ​​the Golden Buddha, even though he knew he was invincible, he still had to use the knife.

The strength of the Golden Buddha is extremely powerful. Although it is difficult to kill these opponents at the time of the battle, the power of the Golden Buddha is not violated at will.

After feeling Ye Chen's provocation, the Golden Buddha let go of his mind and rushed towards Ye Chen.

Du Kong felt the escaping of this ray of thought, and tried to stop it, but he didn't stop it.

I saw that thought was suppressing Ye Chen like a shrunken golden Buddha, without mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, it was oppressing Ye Chen with the power of spirit and soul.

Ye Chen's mind is like a knife, and his soul is firm. The strength of his soul that has been tempered repeatedly is comparable to that of a peak visceral refiner. Although his background is not as good as that of the Golden Buddha, it is just a trace of mind after all.

Although it is powerful, it is not enough to make Ye Chen crumble under this pressure.

It's not that far!

Powerful thoughts confronted the golden Buddha, a golden Buddha, a long knife, the two were fighting each other, intending to obliterate each other.

Ye Chen's mind is extremely firm, with a long-term tempering of his mind, he has a lot of resistance to the oppression of this golden Buddha.

Boom boom boom!
Although it wasn't a real battle, it still shook the soul, and there was a great battle sound in the mind.

The onlookers were all shocked. Looking at the battle between the two Buddhas in the distance, they knew how powerful the Golden Buddha was. They didn't expect such a young man to be able to compete with the golden Buddha's wisp of thought.

This young man is cruel.

sonorous.

Everyone seemed to have heard the sound of a long knife being unsheathed. Ye Chen's eyes contained a sharp long knife. At this time, he raised his eyebrows and unsheathed it, slashing at the Golden Buddha.

When the golden Buddha was fighting with the ghost Buddha, he gasped in surprise, and the trace of his thoughts were wiped out.

When the mind perceives it, it turns out that a young man with a hairy head can break through the middle stage of the swordsman and step into a deeper level, attracting the mind like a knife.

(End of this chapter)