Super Monk

"Younger generation, do you really think I dare not kill you?" Huang Sha's face wriggled with shriveled muscles, and he burst into a rage.

"You can try it!" Zhao Fugui said faintly, and then walked directly to the central passage of the Buddhist temple. Maybe the golden body of pharmacist Wang fo was there. Huang Sha's father watched Zhao Fugui walk past him. Huang Sha's father raised his hand several times, but he didn't dare to fight with Zhao Fugui directly. A relic is not worth his risk, but Huang Sha's father is a devil, and he is also a reincarnation of the devil in the middle ages. He is not willing to take this breath.

At the end of the middle ages, the ancestor of Huangsha was also a demon. His strength was comparable to the peak of Dixian. Although he was not famous in the middle ages, he was also a demon. Now he was scolded by a younger generation. How could Huang Sha be willing to swallow this tone. When Zhao Fugui passed by Huang Sha, Huang Sha's face turned gloomy and his hand moved. A small Huang Sha fell on Zhao Fugui silently. But before the yellow sand fell on Zhao Fugui, there was a faint

ripple on Zhao Fugui's body. The yellow sand was burned instantly and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye. Huang Sha's face sank and his body shook slightly. This piece of Huang Sha was not simple. It was Huang Sha who refined a desert and produced 77 49 pieces of golden elixir. His great Huang Sha formation was based on these 77 are 19 pieces of golden elixir. He poured the power of the desert and was extremely powerful

. A grain of golden elixir can kill people invisibly, but I didn't expect that the golden elixir of Huang Sha's ancestor was so easily burned by Zhao Fugui. Huang Sha's face suddenly became more ugly. But after this shot, Huang Sha's face became more ugly, but he didn't dare to follow

and watched Zhao Fugui go straight ahead. Zhao Fugui walked along the central passageway of the Buddhist temple to the entrance of the central square. In front of him was a huge square, just like those huge stadiums before the great changes of the world, which could easily accommodate tens of thousands of people. I'm afraid that before ten thousand years ago, Bodhisattva arhat and pharmacist Wang fo would often preach Dharma to those monks.

Zhao Fugui looked to the center of the square. There was a huge lotus stand in the middle of the square. The lotus stand was dark and empty. There was no Buddha, Bodhisattva or arhat sitting on it. Zhao Fugui took a look at the central square of the Buddhist temple, and then walked to the central square. As soon as Zhao Fugui stepped forward, a golden Buddha light suddenly appeared in front of him. The Buddha light fluctuated like waves on the water surface. Then his eyes suddenly changed, and he imitated the Buddha and entered another world.

"That kid went in. He's very brave!" As soon as Zhao Fugui entered the central square, a few disciples of Tianyuan sword sect came out of the surrounding Buddhist hall and looked at the disappeared Zhao Fugui with a gloomy face.

"Hum, he dares to go there and doesn't look at his own strength. He really wants to die on his own!" Another disciple of Tianyuan sword sect said.

"Most of the treasures of pharmacist Wang fo are in it. Does this boy really think he can take advantage of it?"

"The master is in it. I hope he can kill this officer and avenge uncle Mo!" Another disciple of Tianyuan sword sect said fiercely.

"If he doesn't go there, the master may not have time to deal with him for the moment, but now he is looking for his own death. He must be dead!" Zhao Fugui didn't hear the words of those Tianyuan disciples. He walked through the light of the Buddha. The central square in front of him was still the central square, but it was not the central square that Zhao Fugui had seen before. The red lotus fire is burning above the central square in front of us, and the whole sky seems to be

composed of red lotus fire. Below the red lotus fire, on the huge lotus stand sits a huge Buddha body.

This huge Buddha's gold body bears three world seals in one hand and a priceless pearl in the other. It sits on the lotus platform with a solemn appearance. Real Buddha light emerges from the gold body. The gold body is not dim at all, but still full of incredible power. "The golden body of pharmacist Wang fo!" Zhao Fugui was moved when he saw the gold body. The golden body of the pharmacist Wang fo. The pharmacist Wang fo has the strength of Hun Yuan Da Luo Jin Xian. In front of Hun Yuan Da Luo Jin Xian, the earth immortals and heaven immortals are all mole ants. It's easy to kill them with the opposite palm. Even in the middle ages, a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian could not be ignored, let alone now.

Zhao Fugui was shocked to look at the gold body, but then he felt a fierce sense of killing. A sword light with a momentum of no return cut to Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui's pupil is as thin as a needle. The speed of this sword is too fast. Zhao Fugui has no time to do anything else. Therefore, under the astonished gaze of all the people in the central square of the Buddhist temple, Zhao Fugui takes a bold hand and grabs the flying sword.

To grasp the flying sword with the palm of the flesh, and still grasp the sword without return, is just a madman who is so stupid that he can do it, but no one with normal thinking can do it.

"This boy is crazy to use his meat palm to catch wuhui sword!" A monk said in shock.

"It's a no return sword. It's not an ordinary flying sword. If he is strong enough, he will only lose one hand, but if he is not strong enough, he will be cut in half by one sword!" Another friar said coldly with no expression on his face. "It's said that this boy killed the disciple of Tianyuan sword sect and Han tie Jian Mo Dong outside. Although Han tie Jian Mo Dong had problems in his practice, it's nothing now, but he has some strength. Since this boy can kill him, I'm afraid he's not a nobody. Unfortunately, he met wuhuijian. NowI'm dead! " And the friar gloated. "Dare to kill the cold iron sword, Mo Dong still come here, do you think he will be afraid of no return sword?" A friar sneered and said, "he may not be the opponent of wuhuijian. Otherwise, why does wuhuijian attack this person as soon as it comes up. Wuhui is ruthless and ruthless, and he is not a person who scruples his face. I'm afraid he knows this boy is not easy to deal with, so he will do it! "

At the moment when these friars were shocked, the wuhui sword had been cut down, and Zhao Fugui's hand collided with wuhui sword. "Dang!" A dull loud sound sounded in this instant. Wuhui sword was slashed in Zhao Fugui's hand. At the same time, Zhao Fugui seemed to be a steel arm grasping the wuhui sword.