Supreme Saint Physique

The surviving Grandmasters are basically people from the Opening Heaven Sword sect.

There are only a few people who support the Mountain Sword Sect. As for the Great River Sword Sect, there are only two Guardians who have just arrived from the depths of the Sect.

Jun Wuxie carried with one hand, his thick black hair was flying wildly in the agitation of blood energy.

He stared coldly at the Grandmasters who were in the formation, and didn't mean to stop them.

He just wants these people to take the strongest posture, and then defeat, crush, and explode them with absolute strength!

"Amitabha!"

When the Grandmasters of Three Sword Sect deployed the battle array, a loud Buddha horn sounded on a peak in front of the mountain gate.

A middle-aged monk wore a golden cassock with his hands folded, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and walked down from the mountain in emptiness.

He stood in the air, with golden Buddha's radiance blooming all over, with swastikas spinning under his feet.

Everyone was shocked and turned their eyes to the middle-aged monk.

At this time, the powerhouse of Buddhist Sect stood up, what did it intend to do?

Just as everyone was speculating, the middle-aged monk said to Jun Wuxie: "Little Benefactor, you have fallen into the demonic path. When you put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha, you can get my Buddha enlightened and washed Karma."

Jun Wuxie hearing this eyes slightly narrowed, turned to look at the middle-aged monk, and said: "Who is the Master?"

"this poor monk Western Desert Dafan Zen Sect, the dharma name Huikong."

Middle-aged monk put his hands together, and solemnly reported his origins on his face.

"Master belongs to the Sect?"

Jun Wuxie has no expression on his face.

"Little Benefactor Divine Vision, this poor monk is just a devout believer under the Buddhadharma."

"There is nothing to do with you here, my king Academy and Great River Sword Sect for a thousand years Gratitude, I don't need you to intervene!"

Jun Wuxie's words are very direct.

"Amitabha, Little Benefactor must not persist in your own wrong doings. Little Benefactor kills deeply. If you continue like this, you may enter the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and you should put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha."

"Master, I want to ask you." Jun Wuxie looked at him coldly, and said, "Where was the Master when the Great River Sword Sect killed the people of my sect? Then why didn't the Master stand up and let them put down the butcher knife? Become a Buddha on the ground?"

"Amitabha, the donor, sect senior, is already like this. Even if the donor kills all the people of the Great River Sword Sect, the donor’s Sect Elder will be difficult to recover. When is the time to repay the grievances, let go of the hatred as soon as possible , Is the right way."

"Master means that if my Sect Elder has been mutilated, I should suffer silently. When nothing happens, Master can really be generous to others!"

"Amitabha!" The middle-aged monk said kindly: "Forgive this poor monk to say that everything in the world has cause and effect. The grievances between Little Benefactor's sect and Great River Sword Sect will never be the same. As the saying goes, if a slap doesn’t make a sound, has the donor ever found the cause from his own sect?"

I heard the words of middle-aged monk, the wine master, Xu Daoling, emptiness, Imperial Concubine, Su Xiaoxiao, and Yue Yao are all angry!

The expressions of everyone present are also very exciting, and they can't help but feel a little surprised.

Is this saying that the victim is wrong?

It sounds reasonable, but if you think about it carefully, it is a strong word.

Jun Wuxie jumped slightly at the corner of his eyes, walked towards Hui Kong, came to him, and said, "Master, what did you say in the common saying?"

"Amitabha!" Huikong lowered his eyebrows and said: "As the saying goes, one slap doesn't sound..."

pa!

Huikong tone barely fell, Jun Wuxie shook his golden light palm and fiercely drew it on his face. He almost staggered and almost stood unsteadily. His white face quickly swelled, showing a clear palm print.

This slap was so loud that everyone present could hear clearly.

People are dumbfounded.

This is a monk from Western Desert Dafan Zen Sect, a Buddhist Sect expert of the Sovereign level.

Jun Wuxie actually slapped her in public!

"Evil..." The hostility in Huikong's eyes flashed away, and then he forcibly held back, said solemnly: "The donor, it seems that you have fallen into the devil to the depths, and there is no cure!"

p>

"Master, how?" Jun Wuxie looked at Huikong coldly, and said: "I'll ask you, can a slap be slapped loudly?"

Hui Air almost suffocated , Took a deep breath, said solemnly: "Amitabha, Little Benefactor! This slap is not the other slap!"

"Really?"

Jun Wuxie took a look at her With the empty right hand palm, in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, he slapped his left hand like lightning, and slapped Hui Kong's other face with a slap.

This time is full of strength and speed!

At close range, even the powerhouse of the Early-Stage King Huikong could hardly escape.

this slap, directly drew him out, half of his face was bloody.

"Niezha, this poor monk is going to..."

"Shut up!"

Hui Kong is going to do something in a rage, Jun Wuxie shouted: "Master, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha! When is the time for retribution! How can you fight back against me? Could it be that Master's previous remarks were all falsehoods?"

"You!"

Hui Kong's mouth was suddenly dumb, and her heart choked, her chest trembling violently, her neck violently jumping.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay and immediately have a big laughter.

"hahaha, defeat the Master with the Master’s Dharma, it’s amazing!"

The powerhouse with Sovereign power clapped hands on the spot.

"Little Benefactor, you are stuck in a demonic path, how can you mention on equal terms with this poor monk? Today, the donor is such a crazy move, this poor monk said that he can't make a move!"

Hui Kong's eyes flashed hostility. As a high monk of the Sovereign-level force, he was actually slapped by a junior in public. It was an extraordinary shame and humiliation!

"Master seems to be just a morally hypocritical believer, humiliating Buddhism!" Jun Wuxie sneered, and said powerfully: "Not to mention whether you have the ability to drop me, you forcibly intervene in this matter, but If you want to do it, I promise that not tomorrow, you, the Zen Sect, will disappear from the world!"

The words came out.

Don't say Huikong, even the other Great Influence powerhouse present couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Yes.

Bing Sheng only set the rules a few days ago.

Today, Hui Kong stood up and targeted Jun Wuxie. If he really dared to do something, wouldn’t he be provoking Bingsheng?

The consequences are not hard to imagine!

The World Zun faction, I'm afraid I really want to get rid of it!

Huikong's eyes are gloomy and uncertain, fiercely panting.

He looked at Jun Wuxie and said solemnly: "Little Benefactor, both cause and effect are rewarded! Little Benefactor, such brutal people, will come from Buddhism. The Buddha and the Buddha will suppress you before the Buddha and purify you. The sin!"

"Then I have to thank Master for reminding me." Jun Wuxie said, walking towards Huikong, and said: "When is Master's grievance reported? It's really wonderful. I want to smoke again at this moment. Master slapped the face, and fulfilled Master’s compassionate Buddha's heart of when he was wronged."

"You!"

Hui Kong's face suddenly changed when he saw Jun Wuxie walking towards him. Come, retreat back to the top of the mountain like a snake and scorpion, complexion azure-white, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

At this time, over the Great River Sword Sect, sword cry bursts, flaming sword light rushed up, tearing through the clouds in the sky, and a vast sword intent filled the sky.

This sword intent has an amazing and majestic breath, as if it can split heaven and earth apart!

Everyone was shocked.

It seems that the Opening Heaven Sword Sect does not want to hide it, and it has formed this kind of sword array with the characteristics of the Opening Heaven Sword Sect. Otherwise, there would be no such imposing manner of opening!

The corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth evokes coldness.

He turned around abruptly, staring coldly at the sword array formed by a dozen Grandmasters, carrying the ocean-like golden blood energy, and if the ancient Savage Beast came out, he smashed into the sky and rushed over.