Chapter 2345
No one would have thought that such a big battle had taken place in the face of Li Laojiu, a traitor of DIANCANG's school, Taixu leader of the southwest Orthodox Church and monk Jiekong.
Obviously, in front of these two highly cultivated elders, but with their bare hands, they can't win Li Laojiu at the moment.
Staring at the sword in Taixu's hand and the Buddhist beads and pestle in the hands of the monk, Ling Yunzi felt numb.
"What kind of evil sects did Li Hongxiao practice? It was so terrible that even Taixu master and master Jiekong could not take him down. That's weird. "
As a second generation disciple of DIANCANG sect, Ling Yunzi's accomplishments are second to none in DIANCANG.
But even so, watching the battle under his nose, he still had a feeling that he couldn't do what he wanted to do.
Let's look at Li Laojiu, who was attacked by Taixu Zhangjiao and Jiekong monk.
At this moment, the pig killing knife in his hand is still shining with cold light. With the blessing of the power of Shura, the momentum of his whole body can be described as advancing without retreat.
"Hum, bright weapons? Do you think I'm afraid if you show your weapons? Dream
With a disdainful hum, Li Laojiu immediately turned away from the guests.
Dragging the pig killing knife in his hand, Li Laojiu moves like a tiger, and his body turns into a bloody light, so he rushes towards the Buddhist monk of the Forbidden City on the opposite side.
"Stubborn."
Looking at Li Laojiu's flying body, the monk of the Forbidden City roared in a low and calm voice.
Although Li Laojiu's pig killing knife does not have any powerful moves to speak of, he has exerted the instinct of a practitioner and cook to the limit.
The pig killing knife flying up and down is like flying snow all over the sky. Its speed is extremely fast and its angle is also very tricky.
After killing the monk, Li Laojiu made a horizontal move.
During the wave, dozens, even hundreds, of sharp knife light swept from all directions, wrapping the great monk of Jiekong.
In the face of Li Laojiu's decisive attack, the monk didn't dodge.
He stood on the spot like a mountain, his hands clasped together, and he read the name of Buddha: "Amitabha, Buddha's golden body."
With the Buddha's name called out by the Buddhist monk, he was covered with golden light.
So the huge swastika appeared behind him out of thin air.
At the same time, the monk was covered with a golden bell.
It is the vigorous Qi of Buddhism, which can transform all things in the world.
On the cloud head of Cangshan Mountain, ye Qian looked at the golden bell shining on the head of the monk, and couldn't help but smile: "the golden bell cover? Hehe, how boring this person is to be able to practice the golden bell jar of Buddhism to the level of condensed entity. "
In Ye Qian's view, the golden bell jar is just a Buddhist defense method.
The most common martial arts practitioners can only improve their fighting ability by practicing the golden bell jar.
It took 20 years to practice this skill, but it took 30 years to achieve little results. You can resist the enemy with vigorous Qi.
For those who can transform the golden bell into an entity like the great monk, he has to practice this skill for at least one or two hundred years.
In Ye Qian's opinion, such a long study time is a waste of life. Only boring and boring people would do such stupid things.
In the face of Ye Qian's teasing, Nangong Miaomiao can't help but quibble. As for ye Qingxuan, he doesn't open his mouth. Because at the moment, she is more curious about the direction of the war outside the Dian Cang hall, rather than what kind of golden bell jar.
It is not even useful for a monk to start a ring.
But for Li Laojiu at the moment, the big monk's terror defense ability has caused him a lot of trouble.
The butcher's knife was wielded rapidly. Although the blade was appalled, it could not break the defense of the monk.
"Damn it, I don't believe it. I can't destroy your broken bell."
The heart is very angry, Li Laojiu is furious, the knife light in the hand is fast enough to make people can't see each other clearly.
However, in the face of Li Laojiu's continued attack, the Buddhist monk was as stable as Mount Tai. Moreover, the monk continued to give full play to his monk's persuasive heart, and whispered: "Amitabha, little benefactor, the way ahead is far away, or do you want to come back earlier?"
Listening to the Buddhist monk's sermon, Li Laojiu angrily said: "back to your grandmother."
While speaking, Li Laojiu's pig killing knife in his hand once again coagulates into a blade, and cuts it hard at the monk Jiekong.
"Ah, people are suffering, but they are going to sink into it. How, what, what?"
After three sentences, the monk's narrow eyes suddenly burst open, and a golden light flashed through his eyes.
"No, the monk is killing himself."
At this time, Nangong is so wonderful that she can see and hear clearly. She is afraid that Li Laojiu below will encounter any accident. A pair of smart hands are ready to go.At the same time, outside the hall, the Buddhist monk of the Forbidden City started.
The monk with the big ring on his head throws out the door first.
At one time, 108 rosary beads broke in mid air.
Then each of the beads was shining with golden light. These lights intertwined to form a dense network, which trapped Li Laojiu.
"The magic power of Buddhism can be found everywhere
With a yell from the monk, the golden net began to shrink slowly, and there was a posture of strangling Li Laojiu in it.
"Damn it."
Feeling the binding force from all directions, Li Laojiu snorted at once, but he was powerless.
At the moment, Li Laojiu, who killed a little Cangshan Mountain, got the power taught by Ye Qian, but he didn't have any magical power.
So he has all his strength, but he doesn't know how to use it.
This kind of terrifying force is not bad when facing ordinary people or martial artists. After all, it can be reduced to ten by one force, and it can be fought any way.
But in the face of the Buddhist monk and the master of Taixu who have practiced for many years, it seems that they are weak.
Seeing Li Laojiu fall into the land of life and death, Nangong Miaomiao can no longer sit still, and waves to break the net of kaijiekong monk.
However, Nangong Miaomiao's action was blocked by Ye Qian.
At the moment, ye Qian just smiles and explains softly, "xiaorou, you can help him once, but you can't help him a second time. After all, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. Only he can solve the current crisis. "
Nangong Miaomiao looks puzzled and gives a cold hiss.
But in the moment of her hesitation, ye Qian's fingertip is a little light, a finger force with a huge information is shot down, right in front of the hall Li Laojiu's eyebrows.
For a moment, Li Laojiu stayed on the spot.
And his ear edge at the moment sounded Ye Qian that magnificent voice.
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Obviously, in front of these two highly cultivated elders, but with their bare hands, they can't win Li Laojiu at the moment.
Staring at the sword in Taixu's hand and the Buddhist beads and pestle in the hands of the monk, Ling Yunzi felt numb.
"What kind of evil sects did Li Hongxiao practice? It was so terrible that even Taixu master and master Jiekong could not take him down. That's weird. "
As a second generation disciple of DIANCANG sect, Ling Yunzi's accomplishments are second to none in DIANCANG.
But even so, watching the battle under his nose, he still had a feeling that he couldn't do what he wanted to do.
Let's look at Li Laojiu, who was attacked by Taixu Zhangjiao and Jiekong monk.
At this moment, the pig killing knife in his hand is still shining with cold light. With the blessing of the power of Shura, the momentum of his whole body can be described as advancing without retreat.
"Hum, bright weapons? Do you think I'm afraid if you show your weapons? Dream
With a disdainful hum, Li Laojiu immediately turned away from the guests.
Dragging the pig killing knife in his hand, Li Laojiu moves like a tiger, and his body turns into a bloody light, so he rushes towards the Buddhist monk of the Forbidden City on the opposite side.
"Stubborn."
Looking at Li Laojiu's flying body, the monk of the Forbidden City roared in a low and calm voice.
Although Li Laojiu's pig killing knife does not have any powerful moves to speak of, he has exerted the instinct of a practitioner and cook to the limit.
The pig killing knife flying up and down is like flying snow all over the sky. Its speed is extremely fast and its angle is also very tricky.
After killing the monk, Li Laojiu made a horizontal move.
During the wave, dozens, even hundreds, of sharp knife light swept from all directions, wrapping the great monk of Jiekong.
In the face of Li Laojiu's decisive attack, the monk didn't dodge.
He stood on the spot like a mountain, his hands clasped together, and he read the name of Buddha: "Amitabha, Buddha's golden body."
With the Buddha's name called out by the Buddhist monk, he was covered with golden light.
So the huge swastika appeared behind him out of thin air.
At the same time, the monk was covered with a golden bell.
It is the vigorous Qi of Buddhism, which can transform all things in the world.
On the cloud head of Cangshan Mountain, ye Qian looked at the golden bell shining on the head of the monk, and couldn't help but smile: "the golden bell cover? Hehe, how boring this person is to be able to practice the golden bell jar of Buddhism to the level of condensed entity. "
In Ye Qian's view, the golden bell jar is just a Buddhist defense method.
The most common martial arts practitioners can only improve their fighting ability by practicing the golden bell jar.
It took 20 years to practice this skill, but it took 30 years to achieve little results. You can resist the enemy with vigorous Qi.
For those who can transform the golden bell into an entity like the great monk, he has to practice this skill for at least one or two hundred years.
In Ye Qian's opinion, such a long study time is a waste of life. Only boring and boring people would do such stupid things.
In the face of Ye Qian's teasing, Nangong Miaomiao can't help but quibble. As for ye Qingxuan, he doesn't open his mouth. Because at the moment, she is more curious about the direction of the war outside the Dian Cang hall, rather than what kind of golden bell jar.
It is not even useful for a monk to start a ring.
But for Li Laojiu at the moment, the big monk's terror defense ability has caused him a lot of trouble.
The butcher's knife was wielded rapidly. Although the blade was appalled, it could not break the defense of the monk.
"Damn it, I don't believe it. I can't destroy your broken bell."
The heart is very angry, Li Laojiu is furious, the knife light in the hand is fast enough to make people can't see each other clearly.
However, in the face of Li Laojiu's continued attack, the Buddhist monk was as stable as Mount Tai. Moreover, the monk continued to give full play to his monk's persuasive heart, and whispered: "Amitabha, little benefactor, the way ahead is far away, or do you want to come back earlier?"
Listening to the Buddhist monk's sermon, Li Laojiu angrily said: "back to your grandmother."
While speaking, Li Laojiu's pig killing knife in his hand once again coagulates into a blade, and cuts it hard at the monk Jiekong.
"Ah, people are suffering, but they are going to sink into it. How, what, what?"
After three sentences, the monk's narrow eyes suddenly burst open, and a golden light flashed through his eyes.
"No, the monk is killing himself."
At this time, Nangong is so wonderful that she can see and hear clearly. She is afraid that Li Laojiu below will encounter any accident. A pair of smart hands are ready to go.At the same time, outside the hall, the Buddhist monk of the Forbidden City started.
The monk with the big ring on his head throws out the door first.
At one time, 108 rosary beads broke in mid air.
Then each of the beads was shining with golden light. These lights intertwined to form a dense network, which trapped Li Laojiu.
"The magic power of Buddhism can be found everywhere
With a yell from the monk, the golden net began to shrink slowly, and there was a posture of strangling Li Laojiu in it.
"Damn it."
Feeling the binding force from all directions, Li Laojiu snorted at once, but he was powerless.
At the moment, Li Laojiu, who killed a little Cangshan Mountain, got the power taught by Ye Qian, but he didn't have any magical power.
So he has all his strength, but he doesn't know how to use it.
This kind of terrifying force is not bad when facing ordinary people or martial artists. After all, it can be reduced to ten by one force, and it can be fought any way.
But in the face of the Buddhist monk and the master of Taixu who have practiced for many years, it seems that they are weak.
Seeing Li Laojiu fall into the land of life and death, Nangong Miaomiao can no longer sit still, and waves to break the net of kaijiekong monk.
However, Nangong Miaomiao's action was blocked by Ye Qian.
At the moment, ye Qian just smiles and explains softly, "xiaorou, you can help him once, but you can't help him a second time. After all, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. Only he can solve the current crisis. "
Nangong Miaomiao looks puzzled and gives a cold hiss.
But in the moment of her hesitation, ye Qian's fingertip is a little light, a finger force with a huge information is shot down, right in front of the hall Li Laojiu's eyebrows.
For a moment, Li Laojiu stayed on the spot.
And his ear edge at the moment sounded Ye Qian that magnificent voice.
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