Super Monk

The ancestor of Huangsha, who has no sword to return to, is in the middle with leidao wanqianjue and Jingchen monk. Nearly a hundred friars are scattered on the edge, and all of them surround Zhao Fugui, who has gained the most benefits.

The monks who can enter the pure land of glass are not weak, especially the four monks of Jingchen. These four people have a dim eye on Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui is in a very dangerous situation, but Zhao Fugui is surrounded in the middle. He doesn't seem to be the one in danger.

"That boy took the gold body of the pharmacist Wang fo? How can he be virtuous and what can he do? " When Hong Wei and his disciples approached, they saw Zhao Fugui surrounded by many monks. Hong Wei looked unbelievable and cried out.

"That boy must have had a bad luck, otherwise he would not be able to steal the gold body of pharmacist Wang fo, but his good luck is running out now. Surrounded by so many strong people, this boy is dead!" Miao Xin gloated.

"Elder martial brother Zhao must have a history. Maybe he is a Kunlun disciple. I underestimate him!" Qiu Yu's eyes were full of strange light and said thoughtfully, "it's a pity that even if he is a Kunlun disciple, I'm afraid it's over!"

Qiu Yu's face showed a look of pity. Even if Zhao Fugui was an outstanding disciple of Kunlun, a langtuo temple was no worse than Kunlun. In addition to the people of Tianlei academy and Tianyuan sword sect, and a Huangsha ancestor, even if Zhao Fugui was able to communicate with the gods, he would not be able to go.

Originally, Qiu Yu wanted to cultivate Zhao Fugui, a "Kunlun disciple" with mysterious origins, into a puppet, but now there is no chance.

"Master Jingchen, pharmacist Wang fo is not in the pure land of Western bliss. Do you want this gold body?" Zhao Fugui was surrounded in the middle, and the four strong men were looking at each other. However, Zhao Fugui didn't have a look of fear on his face. Instead, he looked at monk Jingchen and said with a smile.

"Amitabha, although this Buddha is not the other Buddha, it is also the golden body of Dharma, which can't be obtained by the layman. Please return the golden body to me. My Buddha is merciful!" Monk Jingchen put his hands together and saluted Zhao Fugui slightly. Baoxiang said solemnly.

Monk Jingchen means that although the pharmacist Wang fo is not the Buddha that Amitabha sat down on, he is also the Buddha who really got the way. The gold body left by him is still something of Buddhism and cannot be taken away by Zhao Fugui.

"Master Jingchen, what you said is reasonable, but even if I give you the gold body, do you think langtuo temple can take it away?" Zhao Fugui pointed to the xuanhuang Linglong tower on his left hand and said faintly.

Although the monk Jingchen has proved Luo Hanguo's position, his strength is not as good as Zhao Fugui's. If Zhao Fugui can't take away the glass body, why can monk Jingchen take away the glass body? Just let him open his mouth and say a few words?

"I don't want to worry about that!" Monk Jingchen doesn't seem to worry at all. He still says to Zhao Fugui solemnly.

"Hey, boy, you don't have to struggle any more. Today, with our four immortals, you can't escape even if you are cutting wings!" Huang Sha's ancestor, PI xiaorou, looked at Zhao Fugui and said.

"Hand over the glazed body of the pharmacist Wang fo. I will only abolish your accomplishments and spare your life!" Mo Li also said with a sneer. "Little brother, you have been an immortal since you were young, and you still have a bright future in the future. Listen to my elder brother and leave the gold body of the pharmacist Wang fo. As long as you leave the glass and gold body of the pharmacist Wang fo behind, brother, I will never do anything to you again and let you go! " Wanqianjue shakes the blade and says.

"If that's the case, that's it!" Zhao Fugui pondered for a while and said faintly, "but master Jingchen, let me remind you, you'd better care about your crossing the world into the extermination array first!"

"What's the matter with crossing the world into the extermination array?" Monk Jingchen frowned, two golden lights came out of his eyes, and looked down at the water under his feet.

"Boy, don't try to play tricks. No one can save you today! You killed a disciple of Tianyuan sword sect. You will surely die today! " No return sword Mo Li said with a sneer.

"Is it?" Zhao fuguimeng looked up and looked flat, but there was a sense of the sword rising from the sky. At the same time, Zhao Fugui moved in an instant. "Nine swords in one, against the stars!" Nine swords flew out of Zhao Fugui's sea of knowledge. As soon as these swords appeared, they began to connect end to end. The head of the swords connected the tail of the swords. In the blink of an eye, they formed a straight flying sword. This sword is one place, and the hundred Zhang long sword tears the void and turns into a white rainbow. In a moment, it cuts off the yellow sand ancestor Lei Dao wanqianjue and monk Jingchen. The air of the sword soared to the sky. It seemed that the sky was torn by the air of the sword, and the terrible meaning of the sword swept out. It seemed that Zhao Fugui's sword was the only one left in the whole glass pure land. The nine flying swords are in one, and the whole Baizhang sword is made up of the power of stars, without any aura. This sword is

the most terrible sword of stars.

"It's too strong. Back off!" There were no other friars who could stay in the area covered by the sword spirit, except the four immortals. The friars fled in a panic, one by one, and fled from the area covered by Zhao Fugui's sword spirit. The four immortal faces the sword with a dignified look. The ancestor of Huangsha completely lost his self-confidence expression. Instead, his face was like a corpse with a nervous look. His body turned into Huangsha all over the sky, and he did not dare to face Zhao Fugui's sword alone.

"Do it together!" Huang Sha's ancestor turned into Huang Sha all over the sky. His voice rang from Huang Sha and screamed. "Amitabha, it's amazing how the benefactor's Kendo is!" When monk Jingchen saw the sword, he was amazed. At the same time, his arhat gold body immediately released a bright and full artistic conception, and a great Buddha light appeared. Then he and the Buddha light condensed into a huge Buddha. The Buddha's eyes were merciful. As soon as he appeared, he welcomed Zhao Fugui's sword light. "The thunder sword is the best!" Ten thousand don't dare to expect monk Jingchen to block Zhao Fugui's sword. He also roars, tears the void with a thunder knife and cuts it down. When this knife is cut out, a thunder god Dharma image is also condensed in the void. The thunder god is no longer controlling thunder and lightning, but holding a huge terrible thunder knife in the same hand and cutting it down with a fierce knife.

Father Huangsha hid behind the two immortals, rolled up the sand and blew it to Zhao Fugui's sword. He himself was a cunning old devil who was afraid of death and would not rush to the front. "Click!" In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fugui's sword was cut down, and the sword was cut down. Monk Jingchen's hands of Buddha Dharma phase were patted, and he directly patted Zhao Fugui's sword light.