Chapter 94 You Have Met a Tough Opponent!

"Old bald donkey, are you talking about me?!"

Bang!

The sudden sound almost made Wuxiang Saint Lord fall off his chair. He never thought that Tianji Saint Lord, who was just "exchanging glances" with Yaoguang Saint Lord, would come to his side.

"Ah... Amitabha... Mr. Donor, please consider me. I am just..."

Bang! ! !

Before Wuxiang Saint Lord could finish his words, he was hit in the eye.

This punch directly made his eyes look smoky.

Just when Wuxiang Saint Lord was about to fight back, a flying whisk with black air appeared in front of him again.

"Old bald donkey, this look suits you very well. Serve your Buddha well and don't come to pick a fight with me. Otherwise, starting from tomorrow, I will do nothing but chase after the people from Wuxiang Holy Land and beat them up! Beat them until you surrender!"

"Evil creature! Evil creature!"

Although the veins on Wuxiang Holy Lord's bald head were bulging, he really didn't dare to tear his face with the other party.

Not to mention how powerful the Tianji Holy Land that violated the way of heaven was, there were many people in the ten holy lands who were allies of these guys.

If a fight really broke out, he would definitely be the one who suffered.

So Wuxiang Holy Lord closed his eyes and began to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

"Bah! Still angry eyes of Vajra, where is the angry eyes? He didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten!" Tianji Holy Lord was obviously very dissatisfied with Wuxiang Holy Lord's cowardice.

This little episode made all the holy masters around laugh.

Indeed, the changes in Tianji Holy Land are really scary now. Why are they starting to look like people from Yaoguang Holy Land?

If this continues, won’t their ten major sects of the righteous path become a bandit’s nest!

Yaoguang Saint Lord felt the eyes around him and felt aggrieved.

“Why are you all looking at me?! If you are dissatisfied, go and tell Jun Moyan! I am sitting here, and you are staring at me. Are you targeting me?”

Before, his junior brothers and sisters had doubts about his character. When the witch came to the door, they all thought that they had caused a romantic debt.

This time it was Jun Moyan who caused trouble, and these people were still looking at him!

What can a man endure? If not, let’s go to war!

Seeing that Yaoguang Saint Lord was really angry, all the saints chose to turn their heads away. No one wanted to provoke a madman.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Lord of Heavenly Secrets immediately ran to the side of the Holy Lord of Light and put his arm around his shoulder: "Look, we have a good relationship. These people are too boring. Why don't you consider my suggestion last time?"

"Get lost!"

"Okay!"

...

On the high platform sat the Holy Lords and elders, and below sat the younger generation of each holy land.

The exchanges between the ten holy lands are all for the younger generation to verify their own ways with each other.

After all, only when the younger generation grows up can they truly inherit the ten holy lands.

These Tianjiao looked at the people of other holy lands with fighting spirit.

In particular, the aura released by two of them attracted the attention of the people around them.

The two were Zuo Yuanfei and Lin Ye.

After the brief confrontation yesterday, both of them regarded each other as their biggest rivals.

"It's so hot~"

Wei Zhenbin, the Holy Son of Heavenly Secrets, shook his head, seemingly not impressed by the passionate gaze of the two people, but instead looked at the other people around him.

In addition to the sect's saints and saints, there are also sequence disciples participating in this sect competition.

After all, the saints and saints alone cannot determine the overall strength of the sect.

So under Wei Zhenbin's divination, these geniuses were directly divided into four categories: powerful, powerless, damnable, and indifferent.

The Buddhist son of Wuxiang Holy Land is a young monk. He put his hands together at this time, with a little dissatisfaction between his eyebrows: "Amitabha, why hasn't the host Zixiao arrived yet? Isn't this..."

Boom! ! !

Before the Buddhist son finished speaking, three powerful auras pressed directly on him.

Turning his head, he saw Lin Ye, Zuo Yuanfei, and Wei Zhenbin.

The three powerful young geniuses all glared at him.

"Little bald donkey, if you want to die, just squeak! You can call out the name of the junior master?!"

Under the guidance of the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the humble Zuo Yuanfei at the beginning has disappeared, replaced by a barrel of explosives, especially when encountering things related to Zixiao, he can't calm down at all.

The Supreme Bone on Lin Ye's body felt a little cold, and he said coldly: "Buddha's son of Wuxiang Holy Land? Apologize to the eldest brother, otherwise, don't blame Lin for being rude!"

Even Wei Zhenbin, the Holy Son of Tianji Holy Land, said the same thing: "Damn it! Bald donkey, who gave you the courage to say that? Ah! Do you want to get out of Wuxiang Holy Land? I will light a sky lantern for your fat body in a while!"

"..."

The Buddhist son of Wuxiang Holy Land was also furious when he heard the three people's impolite words.

He was a young genius, so he was naturally not afraid of anyone.

Even if Zixiao made a great reputation, what would it matter? A person who goes against the way of heaven is destined to not go far.

What's more, as the host, he was late, and he just complained, what did these three people mean? One of them was more outrageous than the other!

"Amitabha, I don't know what the relationship between the three donors and Zixiao is, but even when the Buddha was angry, the three of you humiliated me like this. We'll see what happens in the ring later, I'm sure... huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure came directly in front of him.

Burning golden blood, the ancient holy body Zuo Yuanfei.

"I'll make you glare!!!"

Wei Zhenbin was the closest to the Buddha. Not only did he have no intention of stopping Zuo Yuanfei, he even took out the big stick from the Qiankun Ring that Yan Ling'er had planned to knock Luo Tingxuan on.

"Haha! Little bald donkey, if you offend us, you are in trouble!"

"How dare you!!!"

Seeing Zuo Yuanfei rushing towards him and shaking his fist without saying a word, Fozi's eyes widened with anger, and then he smacked him with the hand holding the rosary beads.

"Mahamudra!"

Buzz…

Bursts of golden light emitted from the Buddha's body. His face was serious, like a living Buddha. Buddha's sounds were continuously recited from his mouth. The sound was shocking and soul-stirring, and his spiritual platform was covered.

A huge golden palm slapped Zuo Yuanfei hard.

Wherever the golden palm touched, even the air made a shattering sound.

Zuo Yuanfei did not retreat when he saw this scene. The golden blood energy shot straight into the sky, and the visionary shadow of the Golden Lotus in the Sea of ​​Bitterness emerged from behind him.

Waves of golden blood burst out from his fists.

Boom! ! !

The golden palms and golden fists collided together, and the phantom of the Buddha and the Golden Lotus of the Sea of ​​Bitterness behind the two slowly rose into the sky, constantly intertwining in the mid-air.

Some of the young geniuses around him looked on with cold eyes, some were shocked, and some narrowed their eyes lightly.

Powerful air waves shot out indiscriminately towards the surroundings.

The Holy Lords on the high platform had no intention of blocking this scene.