Peerless Sword God

"The Great Zen Heart Sutra, Lingxin took action with all his strength. It seems that the Buddhist magical power of this Heavenly Sword Saint is far more powerful than we imagined." Tianshazi said in a shocked tone.

The Five Elements Saint Sons were all silent, with a sense of shock and frustration deep in their eyes.

How could there be such evil people in this world? Their swordsmanship is just up to the heavens, but Buddhism is so transcendent. How can they stand in the future?

The pretty face of the Heavenly Lotus Saint changed slightly, and she said in surprise: "Sure enough, this Heavenly Sword Saint has endless magical powers, as if he has countless trump cards, which no one can see through."

After saying that, she raised her head slightly and looked at the senior brother next to her, with a trace of worry flashing in her clear eyes.

The Holy Son of Jianwu felt it, and held his junior sister's catkins, and said with great enthusiasm: "Junior sister, it is truly a great blessing in life for me to be able to compete with such an opponent."

"Yes." Seeing the eldest brother's unparalleled grace, the worry in Tianlian Saint's eyes disappeared a little, she nodded with a smile like a flower, and then watched the battle with him.

I saw Lingxin Buddha, after performing the Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong, sitting cross-legged in the void, clasping his hands together, and reciting the Great Zen Heart Sutra.

But seeing the Buddha's light shining all over, the words "Buddha" lingered one by one, and one by one evolved into Buddhas, standing majestically, with the sound of "Amitabha", rushing towards Lin Chen in a mighty manner.

When Lin Chen saw this, his speed did not slow down at all, but instead accelerated, urging Fu Ming Wang Yin forward.

"go."

Lin Chen moved his hands and threw out the Immovable King's Seal. Bang bang bang, knocking over one Buddha after another. However, the light became dimmer and swayed.

Soon, Fudo Myoyo Seal could not advance even an inch. Instead, he fell into the sky full of Buddhas and was violently attacked.

The attack revealed cracks.

After a while, the Fudo Ming King's Seal cracked open with a "click". Seeing this, Lingxin Buddha became energetic and took advantage of the situation to attract thousands of Buddhas to attack Lin Chen.

But when he saw Lin Chen, he couldn't help but be shocked. He saw the Buddha's light behind Lin Chen, and a majestic Fudo Ming King emerged.

King Ming sits on a stone throne, looking like a boy, with seven buns on the top, braided hair hanging down on the left shoulder, left eye slightly closed, lower teeth biting the upper lip, showing an angry look, carrying blazing divine fire on his back, holding a sharp sword in his right hand, and a sling in his left hand. A posture to put an end to worries.

"cut."

As soon as King Fudo appeared, Lin Chen shouted majestically, and as if he was following his words, he ordered King Fudo to jump out and slash him with his sword.

The Buddhas were as if they were made of paper, split in half by the sharp sword in Fudo Myooh's hand, and in a blink of an eye a passage was created, approaching the spiritual Buddha.

Lingxin Buddha's pupils shrank, his face changed drastically, he raised his hand and waved his sleeves and shouted: "Lingtian cassock, Royal."

With a clatter, a cassock with sparkling spiritual light, lingering Buddha patterns, and blooming gilded colors emerged, blocking the front of King Fudo.

This is his natal magic weapon, a supreme treasure belonging to the defensive category. Although it has offensive power and can trap enemies, it is not as good as defensive, so he has not used it before. The current situation is critical and it is the right time.

With this cassock, the Lingxin Buddha was calm and still sat cross-legged, thinking: "The Lingtian cassock can control thousands of magical powers and thousands of secret methods. Even the Holy God of the Four Tribulations like the Holy Buddha needs a lot of effort. It takes effort to break it, so resisting the magical power of the benefactor of the Heavenly Sword shouldn't be a problem."

But when he thought about this, he heard an explosion, and saw Fudo Mingwang slashing Lingtian's cassock with his sword, and the cassock disappeared.

There were cracks, but they were sunken. The two ends crackled and rolled, and the Buddha's light was dim.

"What?"

Lingxin Buddha's face changed greatly, and as soon as he stood up, he saw King Fudo Ming throw out the rope, wrap it around Lingtian's cassock, pull it hard, and pull the cassock away.

Fudo Mingwang took advantage of the situation and swung his sword out. Lingxin Buddha raised his hand to resist, and a Buddhist light shield intertwined on his body, but it split like cloth.

Without any defense, the sharp sword in King Fudo's hand was struck out smoothly, the blade pointed directly at his chest.

"puff."

Lingxin Buddha's body trembled violently, and he spurted three feet of blood from his mouth. He flew backwards, hit the defensive cover at the end of the battle platform, and slid down.

"The soul has been defeated?"

Tianshazi and others all stood up and looked at this scene with ugly expressions. Only Jianwu Shengzi was sitting quietly, but his eyes were extremely solemn, and he was relieved after a while.

"Amitabha."

The Vajra Immovable Buddha lowered his eyebrows and recited, without saying a word, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

The leaders of the Heavenly Slaughter Cult looked at each other, then looked at the Sword Master Yuan Tian, ​​and said: "This evildoer, I wonder how likely he is to win compared with swordsmanship?"

"Fifty percent." Yuan Tian Sword Master replied.

"Is there really a 50% chance of winning?"

The leader of Tiansha seemed to have some doubts, and said: "The spiritual heart has comprehended the Great Zen Heart Sutra to the state of perfection, which is enough to fight with us for dozens of rounds. However, he also lost to that kid, and Jianwu comprehended the Lei Gangyang God. The Sword Sutra is not very different from the Great Zen Heart Sutra.”

"I said it's 50%, so why do you Tao brothers doubt it?" Sword Master Yuan Tian said with great energy.

"Haha, this couldn't be better."

The leader of the Heavenly Slaughter Sect smiled and nodded, and asked no more questions. The Holy Master of Five Elements and the others also stopped talking.

Now that things have come to this, they can only pin their hopes on

In the eyes of the other disciples, the Holy Son Wanchu was not as good as Lingxin Buddha.

Lingxin Buddha, who fell on the battle platform, coughed uncomfortably. His handsome face was as pale as paper, and he staggered to his feet. The torn monk's robes seeped with blood, and it could be seen that there were cracks in his body, and he was seriously injured.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked up at Lin Chen, controlled his trembling hands and clasped his hands together, and said: "The Dharma of the Heavenly Sword Donor is vast, and the young monk is convinced."

"Master, you are too polite. If you put on the cassock, your defense will be stronger, and it will not be so easy for me to break it." Lin Chen bowed.

"Even so, I can only hold on for a little longer under the benefactor's hands. What's the point?" Lingxin Buddhist shook his head.

"Thank you."

Lin Chen nodded without comment, then dispersed his magical powers, turned around and walked out of the battle stage, and saw the geniuses of the twelve small states stand up and shout "Heavenly Sword Saint", "Heavenly Sword Saint."

"Hahaha, Daddy made it into the top three."

Xiaohuo danced with joy and smiled.

"Don't worry about the third place, Lin Chen is the first, the first." The Tree of Light waved his fist fiercely and corrected.

"The first?"

The Blood Saint of Devouring Yuan and the Three Saints of Tianhan were stunned when they heard this. If it were before, they might have some doubts, but now they can really see hope.

That's the first place. No genius from the twelve states has ever won it. If Lin Chen gets it, he will be the first person in history. Just thinking about it is exciting.

"Then the Sword Martial Saint and Wanchu Saint should not be as good as the Demonic Son Zhan Luo, right?"

Shang Yangfeng and the others looked at each other and showed great admiration for this.

Wen Yushu and Yu Luan

Ke were even more excited. They looked at Lin Chen with an obsessed look and couldn't help shouting, "Mr. Tianjian, you are so handsome."