Chapter 1020

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the green dragon claw was firmly buckled on the defense. The defense was broken in an instant. The claw continued to move forward, clasping the man's body and lifting him up.

"Go down."

Gusu Wuji didn't even look at the man. His palm shook in a direction at will. The black dragon roared. A huge force shook the man's body. Immediately, his body shot back like a broken kite. He didn't know how far he flew to the ground, but also made a loud noise.

One move will defeat your opponent in seconds.

Strong, incomparably strong, the crowd's eyes showed a strange look, Gusu Wuji. Is this a provocation Jie in disguise?

However, from the previous performance of Suzhou Wuji, it seems that it is very low-key and doesn't want to be too outstanding. Otherwise, it wouldn't sit on the stage alone before. What's the meaning of the sudden rise now?

Many people can't help but turn their eyes to Lei Qing, Bu Bu and Li Zhenyu at this time. I don't know what they will do, which will also be a second kill?

Li Zhenyu and Lei Qing looked at each other, as if they had reached a consensus and took a step forward at the same time.

Their footsteps fell, and the atmosphere on the stage became tense again. Their opponents all looked very nervous. They stared at each other, released their momentum to the extreme, and directly entered the strongest defense state.

Obviously, I'm afraid of being defeated in an instant like the man just now.

Lei Qing didn't ask his opponent whether to admit defeat or not. His palm stretched out directly. A thunderbolt spear broke through the air and killed the felling. Suddenly, the aura gathered around him, winding around the spear like strands of thunderbolt silk thread, making it explode into a strong momentum.

"Kill."

A cold voice came out of Lei Qing's mouth. At the same time, a harsh hum came out. A purple streamer crossed through the void, outlined a perfect arc, and shot the man opposite.

The arc is so fast that it can hardly be captured.

"Run away!" There was a cold cry in the crowd.

A purple gun shadow magnified rapidly in the pupil, and the man's body seemed to be stiff there. He felt a terrible murderous spirit locking his body, and the whole body space was shining with bright thunder light, like a thunder field, destroying everything.

The thunder shadow flashed, and in an instant, the bang and click sounded one after another. In an instant, it broke the defense in front of the person, and was unstoppable like a rainbow, destroying everything.

"Poof..." the man spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood spilled all over the void. His body thumped and knelt on the battle platform. He lowered his head and saw a blood hole in his chest. There was no blood flow. He could even see the flesh and bones in his body.

His heart vibrated violently, and his face was filled with unimaginable fear. If Lei Qing's hands were more cruel, he would die without a place to bury. Really, it was just a little close.

Of course, it's not that Lei Qing can't do it, but that he deliberately did it and deliberately saved his life.

Although the injury is not light, as a proud figure of one power, he naturally has not too bad resources. As long as he takes some natural materials and earth treasures, he can recover in a short time. It's just a matter of time.

The man stood up with difficulty and hugged Lei Qing with gratitude: "thank you."

Lei Qing stood with his hands on his back. He glanced at the man and said nothing. The extraordinary spirit of the temple disciple naturally revealed.

Bai renhan looked at Lei Qing on the stage. He was really excellent. Even he regarded him as a strong enemy and tried his best to defeat him and become the son of God.

However, the gap between the two is not a bit. After all, the son enjoys more treatment than all other disciples. In the future, he will become an important pillar of the temple and will naturally be trained.

The situation in another war was similar. Li Zhenyu's opponent soon lost, which was just a move.

At the moment, everyone's eyes can't fall on him. The first four people beat their opponents with one move. No, it should be the same.

Qin Xuan couldn't help looking at it. A funny look flashed in his eyes. He didn't know that sometimes he would make some extremely amazing actions, which would exceed the expectations of outstanding people. I don't know what he would do this time.

"Amitabha." Unable to look at his opponent, he folded his hands and said, "Buddha has said that it is a great good move to subdue people's soldiers without war. If you can't convert to Buddhism and have a heart of benevolence and kindness, today's thought of acting is like what Zu did in the past. I don't know if you can?"

"What does he mean?" Many people's eyes flashed a different color. Should they let their opponents surrender on their own initiative?

The man across the street looked hesitant.

If he hadn't said this before, he would have been better to take it. However, now the other four have lost. It would be a shame if he surrendered directly.

Seeing the man's silence, a peaceful smile appeared on his face: "benefactor, don't panic. I won't kill until I have to."

After saying this, I could not help sitting directly on the battle platform, with my eyes closed, my fingers together, and my mouth chanting words. It looked quite Zen like meditating there.

When the crowd saw this scene, their faces suddenly became very wonderful. What do they want to do?

Above the void, Songming was puzzled. With his insight, he couldn't see his intention. Did he want to spend time with his opponent?

I can't sit there. It's very quiet without making a sound. My lips keep wriggling, as if I'm reciting something silently, which others can't hear clearly.

At this moment, his opponent's face suddenly changed, a little stunned.

No one knows that bursts of Buddha sound came into his eardrum, which rang out in his mind and went deep into his soul everywhere.

At this time, he only felt that he was in a holy land of Buddhism and Taoism, surrounded by countless ancient Buddhas reciting scriptures. Many voices were mixed and irregular. However, it seemed that there was a great truth in it. He forcibly brought him into the Buddhist sound and gave birth to endless distractions. He couldn't calm down at all, and his head seemed to burst.

He suddenly raised his head and couldn't see. He still sat there, his face calm, as if nothing had happened.

"It's terrible..." the man was shocked and endured the sharp pain of his soul. He couldn't take a deep look. He didn't expect to deal with him by such a means.

No, he didn't shoot him directly. The Buddha sound in his mind didn't have any real damage, but it made his mind disordered and couldn't deal with it calmly.

He knew that this was because he was confused. In other words, his Taoist heart was not firm enough, so he could not use a little means to shake his Taoist heart.

If his heart is firm enough to ignore all external factors and abandon miscellaneous thoughts, the Buddhist sound will not have any impact on him at all.

He can only blame himself for his lack of cultivation.

To defeat him in such a way, he was convinced to lose.