"Please take the call!"

The accumulation of momentum had reached its peak, and it was at the point where it was not easy to vomit. The deadly scholar shouted lightly, and his body had already flashed out. The sword was like a rainbow, and the murderous intent was like a tide, and the wind rolled towards the Dharma cynic.

On this sword, he was full of the killing intention of "the destiny sword of the scholar", as if he wanted to take away all the lives of the people, and immediately wrapped the magic scheming.

"Amitabha!"

Fa Chi once again proclaimed the Buddha's name, and in his eyes, golden light was magnificent, and in a moment he covered his entire face. He jumped up, and the Wuchen sword stabbed the deadly scholar directly under his head and feet!

The moment the two swords confronted each other, the golden light in Fa Chi's eyes disappeared completely, but on the tip of the Wuchen Sword, thousands of extremely magnificent golden Buddha light sword energy suddenly burst out, shooting towards the deadly scholar like rain.

For a moment, it seemed as if the true Buddha came to the world, the Buddha's light was so bright that the sound of the Buddhist sing of the Buddhist chant resounded throughout the sky!

"This is the strongest move in "Sharedom Golden Sword Art". Is the Buddha's light shining?"

Even Zhu Yushou and the four female assassins who had gradually withdrawn from Accord could not help but be impressed by this extremely powerful skill.

The deadly scholar was in a situation and knew the terrifying power of these sword energy and Buddha lights better than Zhu Yushou and others, but the arrogance of the first person in the weapon spectrum would never allow him to retreat at all.

The true energy in the whole body ejaculated, and then it was instantly restrained. The scholar's death sword that had been used to exert all his strength in his scattering had become a stimulus of only seven points of his skill. The remaining three true energy secretly accumulates to wait for the return.

The scholar's Deadly Sword and the Wuchen Sword were touching each other without any tricks.

Time seemed to be frozen, and the bodies of the deadly scholar and the Dharma cynic were not changed at all.

Only the thousands of Buddha light sword energy seemed to be trapped in the mud, and every inch of it was moving forward, it seemed like it had to put in a lot of effort, and it became extremely slow.

"Break!"

A sudden shout resounded.

The Buddha's sword energy that was shot down was like a rushing waterfall suddenly being turned upside down. In the surging snowy light of the deadly scholar's body, it was actually rushing towards Fa Chi in the direction!

At the same time, Fa Chi was suddenly thrown out, as if a sharp arrow shot, breaking through the roof and flying straight to the sky.

A wave of extremely strong sword energy spread, and the walls around the Accord were immediately torn into pieces.

After the Dharma Chi flew out of the roof, the violent sword energy of the two men had already hit the roof, and the entire roof was completely blown away.

Before the remaining momentum was gone, the torrent of sword energy threw the broken stones and the broken walls out of the building seven or eight feet before it was eliminated. It fell heavily and fell on the roofs and streets of nearby houses.

The deadly scholar stood upright with his sword, his murderous aura as cold as snow was as solid as the essence. The scorching sun shone thousands of rays of light on him, but it was difficult to dissolve the murderous aura on his body.

The Dharma cynical maniac is like a fallen leaves in the wind, like riding on the wind and riding on the clouds, falling lightly on the roof. The monk's clothes are better than snow, and his body is elegant and elegant.

Such a fierce battle just now seemed to have failed to damage his elegant demeanor.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the Wuchen Sword suddenly broke into two pieces.

But just now, the deadly scholar was fighting for the risk of defeat and injury, and retained three successful powers, when the power of the magic sword was about to end.

Using his unique skill and sword-breaking technique, he broke the Wuchen sword with the thigh of the scholar's death-taking sword.

Fa Chi quietly looked at the broken sword in his hand, and a trace of remembrance and pity appeared in his eyes.

"The Buddhist beads have been destroyed, but now Wuchen has been broken. Is it because I have been ignorant and dedicated to worshiping the Buddha for more than ten years, but I have no connection with my Buddha and can't really be a monk?"

"Do I really have no connection with Buddha?"

"Do I really have no connection with Buddha?"

...

After asking myself over and over again, the expression on Fa Chi's face changed unpredictably.

Sometimes the treasure is solemn,

Sometimes extremely hideous,

Sometimes tender and tender,

Sometimes murderous intent is everywhere,

...

"Only worrying about self-indulgence and affection to harm Brahmacharya,

If you enter the mountain, you may be in a scattered city.

How can you get the two Dharmas in the world?

Don’t let the Tathagata down on you.”

After a long time, Fa Chi's expression gradually calmed down. He gently threw down the Wuchen Broken Sword in his hand, and a calm and joyful smile appeared on his face, as if he had realized it halfway and said softly:

"All dharmas are empty in appearance, all arise from the mind; even the mind is Buddha, and even the mind is Buddha. Buddha is human appearance, self appearance, and sentient beings. Why do you have to ignorantly seek to see through it!"

The profound and obscure Buddhist verses were constantly spoken from him, and the smile on Fa Chih's face became more and more intense. Finally, he burst into laughter, his voice filled with joy and joy.

What shocked Zhu Yushou and the deadly scholar even more was that the Buddha light sword energy, which had gradually faded, actually burst into vitality in his refreshing laughter, and continued to increase, gradually reaching a stronger state than when he was in full swing.

The Buddha's light sword energy easily broke through the bottleneck of the great achievement of the Tongjiao Realm and reached the great perfection of the Tongjiao Realm, and it was still expanding wildly.

He had reached the limit of the Great Perfection of Tongji Realm and had only stopped half a step away from the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

The Deadly Scholar looked at the Fazi at this time cautiously, but felt that his breath was harmonious and as if it were one. He had no confidence in winning. The Deadly Sword of the Scholar in his hand couldn't help but tighten slightly.

The masters summoned by the system do have the ability to challenge the average warriors at a higher level. However, it is still unknown whether the genius such as the monk Rufazi, fight at the same level and win or lose.

"Is it just a breakthrough? Could it be that he is the real protagonist?"

Looking at the incredible scene in front of him, Zhu Yushou couldn't help but feel resentment.

If the injured body hadn't allowed it, I would have almost found a corner to squat down and draw circles to curse him.

After a long time, the Buddha's light and sword energy were gathered all over the body of Dharma cynicism, and the monk's robe was like a flying flower butterfly, but it fell down.

He smiled at Zhu Yushou and clasped his fists and said, "Thanks to Brother Zhu's songs and poems, I am really grateful for my detachment."

He smiled bitterly in his heart. When Zhu Yushou saw that he used the common etiquette of holding his fists when he was performing his rituals, he called himself the following and called Zhu Yushou the Zhu brothers, as if he had regarded himself as a vulgar person.

But now the Dharma cynical demeanor is extraordinary, and the Buddha's light appears on his face, which is even more solemn and majestic than his previous appearance.

However, this atmosphere fell in Zhu Yushou's eyes, but his murderous intent rose even more.

This person's talent is extraordinary. What's more serious is the enemy, not the friend. If you have the chance, you must try to get rid of it, otherwise one day you will suffer.

But at this moment, the other party had just broken through and was in full swing. It would be difficult to keep him alone with the deathly scholar.

In desperation, Zhu Yushou had to pretend to be generous and congratulate: "It seems that you no longer have troubled you to become a monk and return to secular life, Buddhism and love, and you can be happy to congratulate you."

"The so-called "returning to monks and secular life" is just the difference between love and love in Buddhism. All dharmas are empty and troubled by mediocre people! I am enlightened today and feel that there are still many important things waiting for me to do, so I say goodbye."

Fa Chi laughed a few times, walked straight away.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the four female assassins hurriedly said loudly: "Tianning Temple has been famous for hundreds of years, does the master really care?"

"Haha... what's the point of being a little false name?"

The voice of Fa Chi came from the end of the street, but there was no trace.

"Take them back to the Zhu family and torture them." Zhu Yushou looked at the four female assassins in front of him and said in a cold voice.

"yes."

The deadly scholar received the order and was about to step forward to seal their meridians and escort them back.

But he saw a trace of misery and despair flashing in the eyes of the four people. He thought to himself that something was wrong. He hurriedly flashed his body and pointed his fingers at several of their big holes like lightning.

Unfortunately, they were already one step late, and a blue air flashed across their faces, a trace of black blood oozed from the corners of their mouths, and they died at the same time.

After exploring their breath, the deadly scholar shook his head and said, "Young Master, they bit through the poisonous capsules in their teeth and committed suicide."

"Hmph, what a great means, who are these people?!"

A cold light flashed in Zhu Yushou's eyes.

"Young Master, you are very hurt. Let's take the young master back to Zhu's house first."

The deadly scholar came over without a trace, reached out to support him, and at the same time, he sent a voice into the secret passage:

"Young Master, the identities of these people are not yet obvious to Tianbao, but Tianbao has already gone to investigate. As for the detailed works that penetrated into the Zhu family, they can be basically confirmed. In that note, the subordinates have reported to the young master one by one."

With Zhu Yushou's cultivation at this time, he could not transmit the voice to the secret, so he nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Today's events are not completely unhealthy. At least to outsiders, today's deathly scholar saved Zhu Yushou's life.

Then in the future, Zhu Yushou can visit the deadly scholar openly in the name of gratitude without arousing doubts.
Chapter completed!