Chapter 532 Liu Songtao continued to block the way, and Jia Jiajia was attacking and killing him unremittingly
After Wang Xianzhi stepped on the ground, he suddenly withdrew his fists and used him as the center of the circle. A qi that was enough to make the surging tide on the top of the Wu Emperor’s city blew out of his will. Within the reach of the qi, whether it was the land or the sky, most of the Dharma images collapsed with a bang, and some were shaking, showing signs of disintegration.
Only the four great Bodhisattvas did not move at all, Manjushri even opened his golden mouth and recited the scriptures with vague lingering on the top of his head.
The golden light overflows between heaven and earth, and the fluorescent colors are like being in the other side of the Buddha’s country.
The first person in the world a hundred years ago met the more transcendent person in the world. This magnificent state of fighting with all his might has indeed reached a point that no record in ancient books can be imagined!
Wang Xianzhi didn’t control his energy and turned into a sword, and his body transformed into an illusion, punched him in all directions. After punching, the phantom had not yet been able to merge into one. A snow-white stream of light bypassed the Manjushri Dharma image and rushed towards Liu Songtao who had entered into meditation by the old monk.
Behind Liu Songtao, a Bodhisattva of the Tantric Buddhism, appeared, and was angry.
After being violently hit by Wang Xianzhi’s body, Liu Songtao’s sitting posture did not change at all, but the position he sat was sliding backwards for more than ten feet. Another collision, a thunderclap sounded, and Liu Songtao, who sat on the ground with his hands folded, retreated again and again, but while the human and Dharma images were retreating, the unmoved Ming King let out a dull angrily shout.
If everyone was stubborn, they had already been awakened. If it were the stubborn demonic obstacles, they would have been scared away long ago.
Unfortunately, the one who came was the martial arts husband, Xianzhi, who could compete with the immortal Lu Dongxuan!
In the third strike, Wang Xianzhi, who was standing, kicked Liu Songtao on the forehead from high and kicked him.
He kicked the Demon Sect leader who had put down his butcher’s knife and sat on the ground for a hundred years into the ground. The Ming King’s Dharma image fell deep into the ground, revealing only the terrifying and terrifying face that tended to disperse.
At the same time, the four Bodhisattvas in the distance turned into fireflies on earth, slowly emerged from the sky, and returned to heaven.
Wang Xianzhi stopped a simple and unmatched attack. The old man looked angry for the first time and asked in a deep voice: “Do you know someone has a wish!”
Liu Songtao, who was still underground, stood up, turned around and bowed together, and took the initiative to disperse the last Dharma image.
Then he slowly walked on the mud road that was flat as if it were a sword, stood in front of Wang Xianzhi, nodded, and replied softly, “I hope everyone in the younger generation can open the gate of heaven.”
Wang Xianzhi said coldly, “I am just an old man who only has the world in his eyes.”
Liu Songtao thought about it and said calmly, “You think the rise and fall of the world is the burden that kings and nobles and scholars should shoulder. They do well, and they cannot afford it in peace and prosperity. People in troubled times are not as good as dogs. Anyway, you, Wang Xianzhi, are onlyCarry the burden of martial arts. But if you think about it, I also think about it. After all, it means that the Tao is different, so the plan is different. In order to win the world, Liyang and Beimang dynasties lacked military pay and silver, they had to destroy Buddhism under various banners, and not only did Taoist priests seal the mountain gates of the two Zen temples, but also countless temples and scriptures were destroyed. This is not only the case, but also the efforts must be made to break the inheritance of Buddhism. Liu Songtao insisted on refueling an incense stick of Buddhism at this time and here! It is not that I, Liu Songtao, want to flatter the young vassal king in Beiliang, but that I should do my best to protect the last pure land as much as possible. It is a good thing to have an inch more than one inch, even if it is just a monk with a place to stand. ”
Wang Xianzhi waved her hand, “I still have to hurry up and don’t want to talk to you.” “
Liu Songtao’s purple and golden look was shaking, and suddenly asked with a smile: “Wang Xianzhi, how much force did you have?”
Wang Xianzhi did not answer, but asked back: “Stop, or not.”
Liu Songtao turned sideways and stretched out his hand, “Since Liu Songtao has nothing to ask for, he has already let go. Besides, taking off your cassock doesn’t mean you are not a monk, and you can’t die yet. Besides, you may not be able to really kill that person. “
Wang Xianzhi silently passed by Liu Songtao.
In the end, Liu Songtao still couldn’t know whether Wang Xianzhi had all his strength, nor did he expect it. He thought that it would be enough to have eight or nine out of ten.
The river and lake in a hundred years later had a much higher water surface than before. He came a little late, but he was not too late.
Liu Songtao walked to a bank of Guangling River, scooped up a handful of turbid river water, washed away the blood, and thought about carrying Wang Xiaoping, a Wudang who could be matched, but he was unstable, and sat in the wet pile of stones. He sighed, stood up with difficulty, and looked to the south, “It’s a pity that the Tao Sword God who only heard the name and did not meet him should not come. “
Liu Songtao resisted the stinging pain, flew again and again, found Wang Xiaoping, bent down and carried the Wudang Taoist priest who could have overlooked the sword forest after Deng Tai’a. After straightening up, he whispered: “Gao Shulu’s body, your peach wood sword, and the little Buddhist qi of me, together, the chance of winning is still not great. “
Liu Songtao smiled bitterly and said, “Is it a misfortune to have such an old man suppressing the world? Or is it good to say that the vassal king must be very unfortunate. “
On the other side, Zhao Huangchao disappeared.
The bottom of the river, the woman who was lucky enough to die after a battle and was able to pass that level was still there.
Liu Songtao stared at the rolling water in the east, silently saying that there were partridges in the south of the Yangtze River, and kept saying “I can’t do it.”
Liu Songtao closed his eyes, chanted Amitabha Buddha silently, and then walked forward after opening his eyes.
Wang Xianzhi’s fist was like a rainbow and hit the purple robbery of Huishan into the bottom of the river, and then blocked Wang Xiaoping’s death and his sword, and even moved Liu from the devil to the Buddha in one goSong Tao, the roadblocking stone, had not had much trouble fighting against three top masters in one day, but the unquestionable number one person in the world, the lord of Wudi City, was almost furious by an unknown, unfamiliar, and even tireless little girl.