Chapter 2265 Mr. Buddha, I Am the only One Who Respects Me (1st Update)

Abbot Zhiming said: "Amitabha, if Donor Xiao goes in alone, he must not have anyone to take care of him. Why don't we go together?"

Xiao Bing looked at Abbot Zhiming and said, "I'd better go in alone. I don't know what this formation looks like. If too many people enter, it will be more troublesome once they are scattered inside."

Abbot Zhiming thought for a while and said: "Then it is better for me to accompany the donor in. The two of us can take care of each other, and the others outside can also take care of each other."

Xiao Bing thought for a moment and said, "It's better for Senior Xu Mu to accompany me in, and the others will wait here."

Xu Mu smiled and said, "I have no objection."

What Xiao Bing thinks is that among all the people, he and Abbot Zhiming are the strongest. If the two of them go in, the strength of these people will be reduced by a big level, and if it is himself and Xu who go in, Even if Mu, Xu Mu and themselves face Mr. Buddha, they may not have the strength to fight. And among these people outside, if there is an abbot, they will not be leaderless. In addition, the angel shield of the Holy See is indeed very powerful. , at least it can support it for a while.

Seeing that Xiao Bing chose to let Xu Mu go in with him, Abbot Zhiming stopped trying to dissuade him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I will feel relieved that we, the Chinese Divine Pillar, will accompany you in."

Xiao Bing looked at Xu Mu and said, "Senior Xu Mu, let's go in together."

"Okay." Xu Mu and Xiao Bing walked into the woods together without any hesitation or pause.

When the two of them walked in, Shaolin Abbot Zhiming said: "It should be safer if we go in with Mr. Xu Mu. Mr. Xu Mu was famous in China decades ago and was named the Chinese Divine Pillar. , I didn’t expect that decades later, the style remains the same.”

The Pope said: "Yes, Xu Mu and I have been friends for so many years. For so many years, Mr. Xu Mu has been guarding China, so that the dark world did not dare to do evil in China. At that time, everyone knew that there were people in the West. I, there is Xu Mu in the East, but after so many years, it seems that we have been surpassed by the younger generation. Xiao Bing is already above me and Xu Mu in terms of potential and strength. Only Master Zhiming, you may still be worthy of Huaxia The number one person in martial arts, with your cultivation and accumulation, I am afraid there is still a slight gap between Xiao Bing and you."

Abbot Zhiming shook his head and said: "We don't know the true ability of Donor Xiao. His true power seems to have not been fully stimulated."

After hearing this, the Pope's heart skipped a beat. He looked in the forest in the direction where Xiao Bing had disappeared. He was silent for a while and said with emotion: "This world will probably be his in the future."

Zui Top laughed and said: "Of course, our sect leader is naturally the most powerful person in the world, otherwise why would we all follow the sect leader wholeheartedly?"

"What a fair-weather monk!" Mr. Buddha suddenly appeared above them out of thin air, and then slowly fell down.

Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. A terrifying aura enveloped everyone, and the oppressed people couldn't breathe.

Abbot Zhiming's face was solemn, with disbelief in his eyes, and he asked: "Are you Mr. Buddha? Your body... is wrong. You should also be a combination of gods and demons. Could it be..."

The aura of Lord Buddha gives everyone the feeling that sometimes it is as sacred and compassionate as the Buddha, and sometimes it is as cruel and terrifying as the devil.

Mr. Fo smiled calmly and said: "Are you the abbot of Shaolin? I have long wanted to go to the Shaolin Temple to visit you. In the past, Kunlun was revered as the number one sect in the world of ancient martial arts. But now, compared with your Shaolin Temple, it is simply a joke."

"Amitabha." Abbot Zhiming said with a serious face, "We monks, empty names are like floating clouds to us."

"Floating clouds?" Mr. Fo smiled calmly, "Then I will defeat you today, or kill you, and then tell the outside world that the majestic Shaolin master died in the hands of my Mr. Fo."

"Whether I am dead or not, and what my reputation is, these are all false. I only hope that the donor can put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. I believe that the donor is not a completely evil person. If he can put down the butcher knife and safeguard human peace with all of us, Wouldn’t this be better?”

"Maintaining peace? Hahaha... Abbot Zhiming, we are all people who understand history. History tells us that if we divide for a long time, we will unite. If we divide and unite, we will unite. Why can't you, a monk, see through it? If you think that life and death are the same. If you are lying, I will take your life!"

Mr. Fo suddenly took action and slapped Abbot Zhiming lightly with his palm. Such a casual palm made Abbot Zhiming's face become solemn, and Abbot Zhiming took a deep breath. He took a breath, and then the golden light on his body flourished, and the Pope raised the scepter in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Guardian of angels!"

Suddenly, an angel appeared above his head out of thin air, and then a ray of light emanated from the angel's body, and a light shield blocked the crowd and Mr. Buddha.

Mr. Fo's palm fell on the light shield. The light shield trembled violently, and then did not collapse. Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Mr. Fo smiled softly and put his hand on the light shield. With a strong grab, there was a tearing sound, and the light shield was immediately torn into pieces.

The pope's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "This is impossible! Even if the realm is one level higher than mine, it is impossible to break the protective shield with one blow!"

Mr. Fo chuckled lightly and said with a bit of disdain: "I am more than one level better than you. Am I the leader of the Holy See who has been powerful in the Western world for decades? But that's it..."

After all, the Pope is not a person who can face these vanities calmly. There is a bit of anger in his eyes, and he raises the scepter in his hand, about to use the angel's judgment.

After Master Buddha saw it, his expression did not change at all. He raised his scepter high, and the Pope showed a solemn face. But before he took action, a bright light that could almost blind everyone's eyes flashed across. , a blade of light suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the space was quickly cut in half. Molong had already rushed forward with an indomitable and tragic momentum.

This sword can destroy heaven and earth.

This knife goes straight forward!

Abbot Zhiming's expression changed drastically, and he said solemnly: "Donor Molong is really too impulsive!"

But even so, with such a brutal blow and an unrelenting movement, even a super strong man like Abbot Zhiming, who has been the number one in the Chinese martial arts world for decades, can't help but be amazed and moved.

Mr. Fo also had to praise: "What a knife!"

Then he stretched out a hand and flicked it lightly.

With a buzzing sound, this finger made Mo Long tremble and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the knife still continued to move forward without any pause.

At this moment, even Mr. Fo's expression changed slightly. He sighed softly and said, "Why bother."

Then Mr. Fo gently flicked his fingers again. Mo Long should have been sent flying back at that moment, but Mo Long actually managed to survive with some perverted perseverance, but his two arms were almost crack.

And the second flick caused blood to flow out of his arms. He groaned, and the sword light just popped up in front of Mr. Fo. A golden light, even Mr. Fo's The protective shield did not waver, and then he flew back and fell into the dust.

Zui Top, Liu Zhi, Mo Long and others yelled, and then rushed to Mo Long. Zui Top asked: "Mo Long, are you okay?"

Miyamoto Nobuyoshi checked Mo Long's injuries, his face turned ugly, and he said: "These two arms are temporarily disabled."

Everyone took a breath. Mo Long was already the strongest among the eight generals of Longmen. He didn't even hurt Mr. Fo at all, but his own arms were crippled. "

Even in this situation, Mo Long's face was still very calm, just a little pale, and he said in a slightly weak tone: "I'm fine, you have to be careful, this guy's strength is unfathomable."

The people of Longmen agreed one after another, but their faces were full of anger, and they stood up again. They looked at Mr. Fo and the eight generals of Longmen with murderous intent.

Mr. Fo said lightly: "This Molong is quite strong. If it were anyone else, even if he was at the same level as him, he wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of me, let alone he would almost hurt me. The eight generals of Longmen It certainly lives up to its reputation.”

The Pope and others were also moved. On the one hand, they were moved by Mo Long's brutal sword blow. On the other hand, they were shocked and incredulous that such a terrifying sword blow did not even hurt Mr. Fo.

When the Pope saw the knife just now, he thought that if it were him, he would still be able to survive under that knife, but it was absolutely impossible not to be injured. If he wanted to be like Mr. Buddha, he would be so careless. It's completely impossible.

This Buddha Master's realm has actually reached such a powerful level?

Thinking that the angel's protection had just been casually broken by Mr. Buddha, he felt a little suffocated. For the first time, he had some doubts about the angel's judgment. If he had used the angel's judgment just now, Can you kill the Buddha Master in front of you?

Abbot Zhiming sighed with emotion: "The donor's martial arts realm has indeed reached an incredible level. I am far inferior to you."

Mr. Fo said: "The people in Shaolin Temple are honest."

Abbot Zhiming said: "Master Buddha, you have such strength, what are your intentions? If you can stand on our side and benefit mankind, what a blessing it will be to the people of the world?"

Mr. Buddha smiled proudly and said: "Human beings? Humans, gods, demons, and monsters are just chess pieces in my eyes. I will use the heaven and earth as a chess game to control the world. I am the only one who dominates!"