The Global Human Body: Starting with Tom the Swordsman

Bai Wu frowned.

Ananda's sword, one kills one life, has long been said.

How could the Pure Land Temple not know?

Hearing this, Yuan Ku's expression became more sorrowful.

He grew up in the monastery since he was a child, accompanied by scriptures, and he is even more familiar with Venerable Ananda...

He didn't say much, and immediately slapped Tianling with his palm, and died on the spot.

In the next second, a blood locust appeared in Yuan Ku's body, his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blood dried up.

A sword pierced what was left of his skin, and flew towards the sky.

Everyone's eyelids jumped when they saw this scene.

This is not Ananda sword, this is a magic sword!

This fate is bitter, I'm afraid it's just raising the sword with the body, not a real sword holder!

What exactly does this Pure Land Temple want to do? !

In front of Bai Wu, the six flying swords who saw the magic sword flying away became excited.

Bai Wu naturally understood what they meant. With a thought, so much magic power in his body was applied to him. With a thought, the six flying swords stopped the magic sword.

The magic sword seemed to sense danger, and a phantom appeared from the sword, and said loudly:

"Fellow Taoist who stopped my spirit sword, please raise your hand high, my Pure Land Temple will definitely reward me!"

Seeing this phantom, the monks below saw his identity.

The Great Monk of the Four Realms of the Pure Land Temple, Dharma Cun!

It was also this person who snatched Zhao Ji's flying sword by relying on his cultivation.

By connecting the before and after, you will know who the real owner of this magic sword is.

Bai Wu didn't hold back his hand, and six flying swords that could not wait for a long time landed on the body of this sword.

No matter how fierce this magic sword is, it was instigated by no one after all, and it was cut to the ground several times.

Bai Wu stretched out his right hand, and the boundless thunder turned into a sea of ​​thunder, submerging the sword.

The other monks present couldn't help but back away, with bitterness in their hearts.

It's okay if the swordsmanship is hard to come by, but the power of Leifa is so terrifying, why not be so perverted.

After a while, the sea of ​​thunder dissipated, and the fierceness of the magic sword was gone, almost like iron!

In the Pure Land Temple thousands of miles away, an old monk sitting facing the mountain wall in a cave opened his eyes, and his old face turned a strange blush.

His foundation of enlightenment...was destroyed by someone!

The painstaking efforts that have been planned for so many years were destroyed in one day.

The road to the Five Realms is hard to continue!

"Faxin, summon the three monks in the temple."

The sound in the cave spread in all directions.

Chapter 195 There are so many practitioners in my Pure Land Temple, can you second me?

Jianshou Peak.

Bai Wu lay back on the chair, glanced at the monks around her, and raised her eyelids:

"Why are you all standing still, playing music and dancing, what should I do, I'm still waiting for my nephew to win the sword competition in seven days."

Then he sighed:

"I don't know if I will be able to see this scene in my lifetime. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the next Kendo Festival."

The surrounding monks instantly realized:

Understood, there are only No. [-] and Tanhua in this kendo meeting.

One of the monks looked bitter:

"Looks like Li Xunhuan has made it more difficult to become Tanhua."

"By the way, I have no other requirements for this kendo meeting, just two words:

Fair, fair, or special mother's fair!

Everyone understands, right? "

Bai Wu emphasized.

"Understood, we understand!"

But can you put down your flying swords?

Isn't it just a competition or a competition, and the water must be released skillfully.

Bai Wu almost made it clear that he had decided to be the leader, but who would dare to object?

Didn't you see that the big brothers of the Sword Cultivation Sect were all silent there!

Eighty years old, standing like a minion!

A group of monks dispersed one after another, only the great monk standing on the flat ground on the top of Jianshou Peak remained, and they were all three-level monks.

"Senior Baiwu, based on what I know about the old bald donkey in Jingtu Temple, I'm afraid I won't let it go. It's better to be careful."

Jian Shengchun reminded.

"Well, that's fine."

Bai Wu nodded, saying that he liked this style very much.

Seeing his appearance, Jian Shengchun and the group of practitioners behind him felt their teeth ache.

What do you mean, plan to wipe them all out?

After some more exchanges, these sects expressed their welcome to Bai Wu as a guest and left.

......

"Today's newsletter from Tongtian Palace:

Shock!The list of Jianshou Peak's disciples was actually revealed by the Pure Land Temple. Is this the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality!

It's just that Jingtu Temple's external spokesperson, Elder Fa Blind, said in an emergency public relations that this is pure slander, and the temple is already studying how to solve this problem.

Shocked!The descendant of Jianshou Peak reappeared, when the younger junior brother appeared in the world, he shocked the audience with his strike, destroying magic with a single strike.

Shocked!According to practitioners near the Pure Land Temple, within a day, several rainbow lights returned to the Pure Land Temple. It is suspected that the Pure Land Temple is making a big move in calling great practitioners back to the sect. "

In a restaurant, today's latest news is posted on a wall, and the guests who are drinking are talking about it.

"This Jingtu Temple is not a son of man. It actually led Jianshou Peak to Miemen just to make a sword."

"It's alright now, I've been exposed in public, and I don't know how to deal with this Pure Land Temple in the future."

"Hey, you don't know yet? This Pure Land Temple has called practitioners back to the temple. Guess what he wants to do?"

"They won't go to trouble with Jianshou Peak, will they? So bold? Now the whole world is paying attention to them."

"Hard to say."

Someone in the restaurant shook his head meaningfully.

If he remembers correctly, when the monk Facun was born and practiced, there was an incident of mutilating his own family because of the rare treasure, but he was suppressed by the Pure Land Temple, but some people will never forget it.

The next day, a Huihong flying boat flew out of the Pure Land Temple and slowly flew towards Jianshou Peak.

Inside the flying boat, the faces of the 23 practitioners of the Three Realms of the Pure Land Temple were full of indignation.

Brother Faxun was beheaded and killed, could it be that he was deceived that there was no one in the Pure Land Temple?

Leaving the facts aside, how dare you kill someone from the Pure Land Temple?

Of course, there are also practitioners who have not boarded the flying boat, but there are very few.

In the innermost part of the flying boat, old monk Fa Cun's cloudy old eyes were a bit lost, but he soon regained his clarity.

He is running out of time, and the Ananda Sword that he devoted decades of painstaking efforts to cultivate has also been destroyed, and he can already see the end of his life.

He is going to die, what righteousness, what has to do with him.

If there is a Buddha in the world, why don't you see ascetic monks in his temple go to bliss.

Stop it, stop it!

The speed of the flying boat is not fast. At this speed, it takes two days to cover a distance of [-] miles.

When people in the cultivation world heard the news, they were surprised that the Jingtu Temple had lost all face, and the whole sect went out to bully Jianshoufeng, who had only two people, and even one of them was a second-level monk.

More and more people rushed to Jianshou Peak, wanting to see this duel of disparity in strength.

......

"Senior Baiwu, the Pure Land Temple is coming menacingly, why don't we temporarily avoid the edge? We Qianniaoguan would like to provide a place for seniors to stay, and there are also four great monks in the temple, so we are not afraid of the Dharma Cun monk."

The flying boat got closer and closer, and another one came to Jianshou Peak to persuade Bai Wu to let him go to their sect.

Bai Wu was a little surprised, could it be that his sword the day before yesterday hadn't awakened these people.

There is nothing terrible about a mere four realms.

Finally, at noon on the third day after the incident, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the flying boat carrying the practitioners of the Jingtu Temple came to the sky above Jianshou Peak.

A muscular King Kong monk stood on the dragon head of the flying boat, and his mighty voice echoed up and down Jianshou Peak:

"Destroy the treasure of my sect, Bai Wu hastened to lead him to death!"

Around Jianshou Peak, even with a radius of ten miles, countless practitioners watched this scene.

Hearing this voice, many monks became even more shameless towards this Pure Land Temple.

Good guy, you didn't mention a word in order to make a sword and wipe out the whole family!

"Xiaoying, go and warm me a bowl of wine."

Bai Wu's voice was faint, but it spread all around.

Today, he is going to imitate Guan Erye to kill Hua Tuo by warming wine!

Moving his gaze upwards slightly, he saw 23 three-realm practitioners standing on the deck of the flying boat, their aura condensed like a mountain, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

This is the background of today's Human Race Dazong.

"Boy, die!"

The Vajra monk raised his eyebrows and looked like a Vajra glaring. He jumped off the flying boat, his right fist seemed to gather a huge force of [-] tons, and it pressed the air with a shrill sound, and came straight towards the white mist.

Bai Wu didn't move, but opened her mouth slightly.

In the atrium, the flying sword that gathered countless materials collected by his seniors jumped up and down, 30 years like a day, and finally jumped out of his mouth.

The streamer lightly brushed over Monk Vajra's face.

It's like raindrops falling on the pond, very natural and harmonious.

"Clap!"

Monk King Kong fell headlong on the flat ground of Jianshou Peak, turning into a puddle of flesh.

Liu Guang turned back to Bai Wu again, jumping up and down cheerfully and nimbly, like a newborn monkey.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the monks of the Pure Land Temple dilated, unable to restrain their inner astonishment.

Although he knew that Bai Wu's kendo cultivation was astonishing, and he killed senior brother Fa Xun with a single strike, but shouldn't that strike be the limit of him as a kendo cultivator?

Even so, they still didn't show any signs of panic.

There are 22 three-level practitioners in my Pure Land Temple, plus a four-level practitioner, can you second me?

Chapter 195 An Eraser!

In the surrounding world, the onlookers saw a practitioner of the three realms die so easily, their eyelids twitched.