1657 True Door God

Bodhi no matter how the other party asks, the answer is fluent. He is this kind of person who has experienced himself in the world of mortals.

But Bodhi's kung fu is not bluffing. There was a slight copper-colored light on his skin, as if he had really been plated with gold. He stood there, as if the real Buddha was alive, which made some people feel ashamed and dare not even look at him.

"Since the master has agreed, how about letting me try?"

Speaking in Long Fangyu, he stretched out his hand, and pulled out a golden sword from the box on his back.

"Huh? Golden Dragon Sword?"

Seeing this sword, Emperor Wu also recognized it, and he even called out the name of the sword.

"His Majesty the Emperor Wu knows this sword?"

"I saw it a few years ago."

Emperor Wu nodded, "Back then there was a swordsman known as the Golden Dragon Swordsman. He held a sword, sealed with gold and silver, and claimed to be an imitation of Shangfang's sword. It could cut gods and Buddhas up and down demons. I never expected that I would see this sword today. ,rare."

With Emperor Wu's old posture and the appearance of a great master, no one else could find fault with him. There is no way, he is indeed a veteran!

"Since it is a fake Shangfang sword, why not come and try its power."

Long Fangyu didn't know where he got the sword, he held the sword, stood in front of Bodhi, and asked with a smile.

"Master, can you?"

"Can't we find a female benefactor?"

"The master has also seen it. According to the rules of the game, there are only six of us."

Long Fangyu shrugged, "There are no women."

"This bear benefactor is a mother."

Bodhi stretched out his hand and pointed at the head of a hundred people. It was clearly wearing a helmet, but for some reason, Bodhi saw through its real body at a glance!

"It's a pity...it's a pity...it's a bit ugly...Amitabha, it's a poor monk's appearance, it's a sin..."

Emperor Wu gave Bodhi a cold look. This monk is indeed extraordinary, but after all, he is from Li Fan's side, so he can only be defeated by himself!

"Master's Dharma is profound, and he will definitely not mind."

As Long Fangyu was speaking, a sword suddenly stabbed out and went straight to Bodhi's throat.

Bodhi didn't dodge or dodge, even though Long Fangyu's sword pierced his throat. He still stood there, his eyes leaking good light, and he recited a sentence of Amitabha.

This sword, which cut iron like mud, pierced Bodhi's throat, but it couldn't go in at all!

"What a vajra with an indestructible body!"

Jiang Feng clapped his hands and praised, "Even this kind of sword can't do anything about it, it's amazing!"

Jiang Feng really admired it. With this kind of golden body kung fu, it really took advantage of it! If Li Fan, himself, or even Emperor Wu knew this kind of kung fu, I'm afraid the world would be able to walk sideways!

"Master, don't worry, I have to try again!"

Speaking in Long Fangyu, holding the sword in both hands, he stabbed fiercely at Bodhi's eyes!

"when!"

As soon as Bodhi closed his eyes, he blocked the sword with his eyelids!

There were actually golden sparks erupting, and Long Fangyu was shocked when he saw it. He murmured in his heart, good guy, this vajra's indestructible body is really not built, it's a bit too awesome! Even the eyes are not a weakness?

"Try the perineum again!"

Long Fangyu was also bad, and directly stabbed Bodhi's crotch with a sword. But Bodhi remained unhurried, and just stood there, allowing him to make such an obscene sword strike.

"Amitabha, is the donor happy?"

Bodhi practiced to the bottom, and it became an iron crotch, which made Long Fangyu break out in cold sweat.

"You must have the gate of life! Yes, your *!"

Long Fangyu held the sword and walked behind Bodhi. Bodhi was shocked and covered his buttocks.

"Amitabha, this is not necessary!"

"Hahaha, it seems that your fate is here! Master, we have agreed, but you can't let it go!"

While speaking, the bear-headed man stepped forward and grabbed Bodhi's hands, preventing him from blocking his chrysanthemum.

"Master, I'm sorry, let's practice Buddhism well in the next life!"

Long Fangyu stabbed Bodhi's chrysanthemum with a sword. But the sword snapped and snapped!

"Amitabha, sin, sin..."

Under Long Fangyu's stunned eyes, Bodhi shook the bear-headed man away, and at the same time took a step back, clasped his hands together, and recited Buddhist scriptures.

"You lied to me?"

Long Fangyu suddenly understood, and looked at Bodhi gloomyly.

"When did the poor monk cheat the benefactor?"

Bodhi looked innocent.

"Since it's not the gate of life, why are you guarding it so hard?"

"Amitabha, why does the donor need to ask the poor monk?"

Bodhi turned around and asked Long Fangyu, "Could it be that Your Excellency likes being stabbed in chrysanthemums?"

"..."

Long Fangyu has always been very wise, but this meeting was rendered speechless by Bodhi's question!

"The master seems innocent, but in fact he is clever and cunning."

Jiang Feng shook his fan and chuckled, "Master has this indestructible golden body, so he is indeed invincible! But the master wants to stop us, but it is still not enough."

"Oh? What's the plan of the benefactor?"

"Master, why don't we gamble."

Jiang Feng closed his fan, pointed at the gate of the ancient castle, and said, "Since master is guarding here, Li Fan must think you are the undefeated gatekeeper. But if we can enter this gate, we will win, how about it?"

"Amitabha, of course."

Bodhi is not arrogant, "As long as a few can break through the defense line of the poor monk and enter the castle through the main entrance, they will be considered as winners. Moreover, the poor monk is a monk and must not hurt others. So the poor monk will not Let's do it to some of you, please let me know how many."

"Then what are you talking about, let's go together!"

When Niu Xueyan heard this, he regained his energy, stepped forward again, and directly attacked Bodhi! Under the order of Emperor Wu, the bear-headed man also stepped forward and attacked Bodhi madly with Niu Xueyan! Long Fangyu took out a sword again, unleashed his sword energy, and slashed at Bodhi, but the three of them quarreled for a long time, but nothing worked.

"Asura's Tiger!"

Jiang Feng slapped his fan, and a black tiger jumped out from behind him. The huge black tiger rushed towards Bodhi, and bit him in its mouth!

With a groan, the tiger lost two of its teeth, and Bodhi was fine.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Emperor Wu also lost his temper a bit. He is just a monk. Although he is very talented, how can he stop me?

"Get out of the way!"

With a wave of his hand, those who were besieging Bodhi dispersed one after another. Emperor Wu directly stepped forward, wrapped in the power of the dragon fairy, and slapped Bodhi's chest heavily with the palm of the Yellow Emperor riding a dragon.

"prick!"

Bodhi's body slid out a meter away, but he stepped on the ground to stabilize his body. There was a golden light on his body, as if his golden body was lit up, and the Emperor Wu even frowned when he saw it.

"Amitabha, the donor has great strength!"

Putting his palms together, Bodhi said to Emperor Wu, "But to defeat the poor monk, there is still a lack of energy."

This great monk is still provocative!