Chapter 1785

"Shock me!"

Xuan Tian yelled loudly, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes became extremely cold. In the blink of an eye, a powerful force of Buddha Dharma surged out from his palm and turned into a seal of Buddha towards the white-faced scholar. Suppress and go, the leaves are flying wherever they pass.

The white-faced scholar's sleeves were windless and automatic, but his figure retreated dozens of steps, and he couldn't even resist the strong pressure. A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he fell directly to the ground, looking a bit vicissitudes.

"I said that you are not my opponent, but you really don't believe me!" With indifference in his voice, Xuan Tian looked at the white-faced scholar: "How do you feel now?"

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong of Tianlei Temple is really powerful, and I can only bow down." The white-faced scholar smiled slightly: "Although I am not your opponent, if you confront Master Ye, I am afraid that you will not get any benefits."

"It's a big joke, I'm the best among the younger generation of Tianlei Temple, even if I face Master Zhi Ye, I'm afraid he can't do anything to me." Xuantian said without any hesitation: "You have lost now, Is it time to take me to see him? I won't let it go until this matter is settled. "

The white-faced scholar said with a stern face: "You think this is too simple? If you want me to take you to meet Master Ye, you probably don't have the qualifications."

"Not qualified?" Xuan Tian's expression was instantly cold: "You are already in my hands, yet you still dare to say such a thing, don't you take yourself too seriously? Do you really think I dare not touch you?"

"Of course I didn't think so, but Master Ye is still resting. If you want to see Master Ye, come again some other day." The white-faced scholar said bluntly.

"I see, old man, you don't cry when you see the coffin. I didn't want to do anything to you, but now it seems that I really don't know how to do it." The Buddha's light surged on Xuantian's palm, and at that moment, he turned towards the white-faced scholar. It rushes away, as if it wants to kill a killer.

"Brother, please don't be like this. There is still room for discussion on this matter." Several young monks next to him said repeatedly: "If senior brother starts killing, he will definitely be punished when he returns to Tianlei Temple in the future."

"So what if you get punished!" Xuantian looked at the white-faced scholar with indifference in his eyes: "I think this old man thinks that we are monks and won't kill, so that's why we are so arrogant. An elder from Tianlei Temple Falling, this matter is not a joke, and I will never let them get away with it."

All the little monks spoke to stop him, but unfortunately Xuantian's murderous intention had been decided, no one present could stop him, the white-faced scholar was not far away, his face was ashen, he never thought that his bright life would be in the hands of a monk.

The Buddha's light continued to shroud, and the power on Xuantian's palm also gathered towards the white-faced scholar, and at that moment, Xuantian hit the white-faced scholar.

"It's a sin, a sin, a monk has compassion in mind, and the killing precept is issued now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the Buddha way in the future!"

Many young monks were chanting scriptures, with grief in their eyes. They have been staying in Tianlei Temple, and they have never come out to nature, nor have they seen such a scene. Now seeing the scene in front of them is naturally extremely heartbreaking.

But just when this ray of Buddha's light was about to hit the white-faced scholar, a set of stronger forces poured in, shaking Xuan Tian's figure into the air, causing the audience to cry out in surprise, and they didn't know what happened.