Chapter 857 Charity

puff!

The old monk spurted blood, unable to hold up the giant Buddha, unable to hold up the golden light that protected his body. He used his sword to fly to the immortal, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The backlash from the collapse of the golden Buddha was also extremely fierce.

In addition, there is also the power of space.

Such scars were enough to make him sick.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun shouted violently and swung his sword for the second time.

This time, he was targeting the old monk, so he couldn't give him any chance to breathe. When he calmed down, he would support the Buddha's light to protect him and create a giant Buddha for him.

Xiu'er once said: Kill him while he is sick.

The old monk looked ferocious and immediately clasped his hands together.

Suddenly, a stone gate rose under his feet. It was majestic and huge. It was the Shura Gate of Buddhism. In a certain area centered on it, there was mysterious power. Zhao Yunfeixian's sword light entered that world, and the sword was removed. Power, one after another collapsed.

"It's this thing again."

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, he recognized this door.

People from the Buddhist family are truly outstanding.

There was Prajna in front of him, and there were evil thoughts and evil thoughts behind him. The methods he used were all eye-opening to him. With the same secret method, this old monk's Buddhism and Shuramen were much stronger than those with evil faces and evil thoughts.

It’s right when you think about it.

Ghost faces and evil thoughts have no substance, that is, they do not have a strong foundation.

The old monk is different, he is a living person, and he has gathered infinite power of thoughts. For this reason alone, grimaces and evil thoughts cannot compare. Otherwise, he would not have fought so hard.

Buzz!

The Shura Gate buzzed and the two doors opened wide.

On the other side of the door was a dark area, like a black hole. Zhao Yun knew that it was not a black hole, but a space, which he had seen before at the Demon Realm Ruins.

Without thinking much, he flew away and fled.

However, the Shura Gate has been opened, and its devouring power is terrifying.

Blah blah blah...!

There was a crisp sound, and an iron chain came out of the Shura Gate.

It was a runic iron chain, like an electric snake. It instantly locked Zhao Yun and pulled it in forcefully. It was irresistible. He couldn't bear it even in his unicorn-shaped state that day, let alone now.

That’s okay too.

This method is not difficult to break.

After entering the Shura Gate, he took out the lotus lantern and lit the lotus fire with his immortal power. A ray of light opened up in the darkness, and he followed the light and beat it out.

"you....?"

The old monk was shocked and caught off guard.

Dharma and Shuramen! Few beginners can make it out, even if they are at the pinnacle of Quasi-Tian, ​​this Ksitigarbha realm is a freak. It only takes three to five seconds before and after, and he escapes now?

"Splitting the Sky."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and his sword flew down from the sky.

The sword light of more than ten feet, overwhelming the sky and the earth, chopped the Shura Gate alive.

puff!

The old monk spurted blood again and stepped back.

Zhao Yun ran into a tough opponent, so why didn't he? With the previous blow, the Buddha was broken, and now with this sword, the Shura Gate was also broken. Two kinds of backlash struck, and the Buddha's light was annihilated.

It is not appropriate to fight again.

Without thinking, he turned around and ran away.

The master who resisted the beating started to escape with lightning speed.

Zhao Yun, who is also an escape expert, raised his eyebrows when he saw him. This old guy was probably a rabbit. From a distance, he looked like a Buddha's light crossing the rough sea.

"Still want to run?"

Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and followed closely behind.

The two of them chased and escaped, creating waves along the way.

People passing by looked surprised when they saw it.

If I read it correctly, Buddha is being hunted!

However, they did not have enough vision to see through Zhao Yun's true appearance, but when they saw Long Yuan, many people touched their chins and took a look, why did it look so much like the sword of the Holy Son of Tianzong?

boom! boom! boom!

On the sea, there were rumbling sounds.

The old monk was escaping all the way. Mr. Zhao was so angry that he chased and beat him all the way. This old guy was so hateful. He turned his lively good brother into a fool. He didn't recognize him when he saw him. He was like a puppet. Can he recover? What's the difference between normal and normal?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The more he chases, the more ferocious he becomes.

The fake compassionate Buddha will not be finished until he is reduced to ashes.

"Fellow Taoist, save me."

Accompanied by the roar, the old monk rushed into an island.

There was an ancient city hidden in the island. The old monk was not stupid and jumped into it.

"Master of Charity?"

Everyone in the city's bustle seemed to recognize the old monk.

Because he recognized it, he was full of surprise. He was a Buddhist, a high-level monk, and a genuine quasi-tian pinnacle. He was only half a step away from reaching the Tianwu realm. He had infinite power of thought and profound Buddhist teachings, but he was unexpectedly encountered. Who is so capable in chasing and killing?

When they saw Zhao Yun, they were stunned again.

I thought it was an old guy, but I never thought that he was a junior and a Ksitigarbha realm. I was even more shocked. It shocked Zhao Yun's combat power, and also shocked Zhao Yun's bloodline. It was ridiculously strong.

Whoosh!

In surprise, the old monk rushed into a teahouse.

It seemed that he knew there was a strong person in the teahouse and came here to seek protection.

boom!

Zhao Yun arrived shortly afterwards, filled with evil spirits.

Pedestrians on the street were all trembling. This man's killing intent was so strong and his evil aura was so strong that people thought he was a terrifying god of murder who had slaughtered a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The teahouse is not big and business is bleak.

When Zhao Yun walked in, apart from the old monk, there was only an old man with white hair who was making tea. Zhao Yun could see that this man was very good, with good cultivation and even more good background.

"My little friend, you have to be merciful and merciful."

The white-haired old man smiled and made tea without looking at Zhao Yun.

He is indeed extraordinary. Although he is in the teahouse, his voice is ethereal.

"He must be killed." Zhao Yun said calmly.

"When is the time to retaliate against wrongs? You should sell me a piece of cake."

"If he turns your friend into a puppet, will the senior be so calm and calm?"

"Are you questioning me?"

The white-haired old man's smile faded, showing his displeasure.

In the East China Sea, no one knew him, and no one would show mercy to anyone who saw him. This boy was so good that he didn't show any respect to him. After all, he was a senior, and his dignity had never been violated in this way.

"What this junior stated is the truth." Zhao Yun spoke calmly.

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Undying...never ending."

"very good."

The white-haired old man was angry, and his momentum suddenly appeared.

The small teahouse was damaged on the spot, and the roof was blown off.

When people outside saw this, they were collectively shocked.

They all knew who the owner of the teahouse was.

That junior was so brave. He only wanted to hunt down the philanthropic master, but he actually offended the senior.

boom!

While he was watching, the teahouse suddenly collapsed.

The shadows of two people rose into the sky, one was Zhao Yun and the other was an old man with white hair. They seemed to have started fighting. As for the old monk, he was in a state of embarrassment. He walked too slowly and was hit by bricks and tiles.

"Grandmaster."

Many people came forward and rescued him.

Why!

The old monk was good at acting, with a compassionate look on his face.

When he looked up at Zhao Yun, there was another ferocious light in his eyes, and he let the white-haired old man fight first to wear down the opponent's fighting strength. If there was a suitable opportunity, he wouldn't mind taking a stab at it. No matter what, that kid must be killed today.

boom!

Another roar resounded across the sky.

It was Zhao Yun and the white-haired old man who gave each other a hard blow and were knocked back.

Zhao Yun is okay.

But the white-haired old man was full of surprise.

If you don't fight, you won't know. After a fight, he was shocked. This Ksitigarbha realm was stronger than he imagined. The power of the punch just now was not weaker than the peak strike of Zhuntian. And the blood of this kid was also ridiculously strong. He has a wide range of experience, but he doesn't even see his background. He only knows that he is very domineering.

"With such fighting power, you are definitely not a nobody." The white-haired old man said calmly.

The people below, including the old monk, all pricked up their ears and wanted to know who the Ksitigarbha is, who is so capable of fighting, and which family of monsters he is.

"Are you still concerned about this matter?"

Zhao Yun didn't answer, but asked again.

If the white-haired old man insists on getting involved to the end, he doesn't mind killing anyone.

"Admit your mistake to me and let this matter go."

The white-haired old man stood gracefully and spoke with the dignity of an elder.

Saying this, it can be regarded as giving Zhao Yun a step down. After all, this kid is not simple. Maybe there is a big force behind him. If he goes too far, he may be retaliated against.

Zhao Yun remained silent and only responded with the most powerful attack.

Admit your mistake?

Admit your sister's fault.

If you want to interfere, then fight.

"You ungrateful animal."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, unable to suppress his anger.

The second time, this was the second time that the opponent didn't show any face to him and completely angered him. Seeing Zhao Yun coming to kill him, he no longer held back. He struck out from afar, with a majestic and majestic power.

Zhao Yun groaned and was knocked back by the blow.

Destroy!

The white-haired old man scolded and summoned a bolt of lightning, which struck down from Lingtian.

Zhao Yun was bleeding, and his shoulder bones were smashed to pieces. This old guy really has two brushes. He has strong fighting power and is quite accomplished in controlling the power of blood. The lightning just now was transformed by the power of blood. , but it appears in the form of thunder.

Whoosh!

Before he could settle down, the white-haired old man said again.

He didn't hold back at all, and stabbed directly at the gate of life with one finger of his magical power.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand, grabbed one of his fingers impartially, heard a click, and broke it off on the spot. At the same moment, he cast golden light in his eyes and used the power of his blood to form two golden rays, which split the face of the white-haired old man. The flesh and blood were blurred, especially the left eye, which was almost destroyed.

The white-haired old man screamed and fled away.

Zhao Yun was faster, following him like a shadow, bullying himself closer, and directly started fighting with the holy method.

Wow...!

There was a scream below.

They don't blame them for being like this, it's just because a certain person doesn't seem to have much respect for martial arts when fighting. He just fights and even takes off people's clothes. They don't know whether the white-haired old man hurts or not. They only know that the white-haired old man should be hurt at this moment. It was very cool. All the clothes were taken away one by one. In just three or five seconds, all that was left was a pair of trousers.

In fact.

Zhao Yun still saved face for the other party.

If you act cruelly, your pants will be ripped off too.

Why fight! It also depends on who you are fighting with. If you are fighting an old monk, he has a protective golden light that can block the Immortal Stealing Technique. But this person is different. Although his combat power is very strong, he cannot block the Immortal Stealing Technique.

So, why are you so polite?

To be honest, beating this guy is much easier than beating the old monk.

ah...!

The white-haired old man roared angrily, losing his previous calm demeanor.

It's embarrassing. He was embarrassed and left at his grandma's house today. He practiced martial arts on his own, fought with others, and still had his clothes taken off for the first time. Who knows what kind of secret method it was, and it was impossible to prevent it from the beginning to the end.

boom!

He also sacrificed the power of his bloodline to forcefully repel Zhao Yun.

While flying upside down, Zhao Yun's blast was so loud and powerful that his clothes were ripped off. How could he not stick a few blast charms on it, which would be ineffective against the old monk. He would blow this guy up every time he exploded.