The dark body is behind the Buddha wheel, and purple light is blooming all over his body.

The quiet and treacherous purple light, as the wheel rotates, collides with the red light on Qin Kun's body, reflecting the Taoist platform into a strange world.

"Amitabha Buddha, the heavenly guardians of the desire realm, please give me advice."

As Miaoshan spoke, smoke filled his mouth and nose, and only the whites of his eyes remained, and so did Qin Kun.

"The Hercules of Buddhism... haven't experienced it yet."

The muscles were tight and I stepped on the gravel slab. Qin Kun's pores were tightly closed and his hair was exploding.

After two moves were backfired, Miao Shan still stood firm and was hit hard by himself. Now, with his anger, he turned into Shura. How much is this true teaching of the Buddha Lin Temple? He has no hostility, only a fighting spirit that is eager to try, and his power is deep and he is hit.

Shura, one of the eight heavenly dragons in the guardian gods, and one of the heavenly beings believed in by Buddhism.

The spirit of the heavenly beings is like a human being but not a human being, and the same is true for Shura. There are people, but they are never limited by the human body.

And... fighting!

A long fist hit Qin Kun like a shell. The arm stretched out three meters in an instant. Qin Kun raised his left hand and with a puff, his bones shook together. Miao Shan's soles exerted force and ejected from the bottom of his feet. His knees were as fierce as a sharp knife chariot.

"The King Kong Broken Demon!"

It seemed like a knee collision, but in fact the tremor seemed to be applied to the limbs and bones at the same time, hitting every bone of Qin Kun.

"Get out!!!"

With the horizontal fist, the first ball of smoke exploded. Qin Kun swung Miaoshan and smashed it on the ground. The two finally fought.

As the basis of Shura body, the body is the capital for fighting well. Shura body is the foundation of fighting. Shura's tricks to fight head-on are too rough, so Miaoshan chose the Buddhist technique.

In order to start with the King Kong Shattering Demon, he fought in three hundred melee battles, and his fists were as fast as a machine gun. What's even more terrifying is that Qin Kun returned with the same speed!

Everyone watched it and held their breath.

Is this what people can do?

In the corner of the stands, Xu Facheng woke up in a bleak face and found that his master was chasing Lei Zhenren in front of him.

"Wake up? How's your body?"

Xu Facheng was weak and ashamed, a tear flowed down his face.

With anger, Zhenren Zhui Lei suddenly saw Xu Facheng's black and white hair and the tears, and his words were swallowed back.

The rough fingers brushed away Xu Facheng's tears, and the old Taoist snorted coldly: "It's just a battle that I lost, what's the point!"

He knew what his master had. Among the three mysterious swords of Maoshan, Master Zhu Lei Zhenren had the most violent temper, so when he passed it on to the previous generation, he chose a more moderate master.

The master devoted a lot of effort to this Maoshan alchemy meeting. He was not as good as Master Pingfeng Zhenren, and had the ability to refine alchemy, but he carefully passed on his thunder technique to Xu Facheng, in order to make that tone.

After three years of supervision and spurring themselves every day, the person who urges and spurs themselves is Zhenren Zhuan. After all, he is old, Zhenren Zhuan Zhuan wants to see this generation of Maoshan make a comeback.

pity……

Xu Facheng burst into tears, and his depression was held in his heart. He wanted to shout and roar, but he couldn't do anything.

On the Taoist platform, Miao Shan and Qin Kun fought in full swing. More than a hundred moves were spent in a few breaths, and it was completely overloaded. Seeing that both of them were fighting desperately, Xu Facheng knew that after the two of them had fought their mental power, they would go down to fight in close combat, and see who could last until the end!

Shiver, unwilling to accept, and lonely, that should have been the way to drive the Chinese Dharma, but now it has become a stepping stone for others.

For a moment, my heart was bitter and twisted, tearing apart. Xiaoyu dripped her clothes down her cheeks, and Xu Facheng opened his mouth and started crying silently.

Zhenren Zhui Lei left, his eyes were filled with tears. When he returned to his seat, Zhenren Pingfeng glanced at him: "How is the Facheng?"

"Fortunately, this defeat may wash away the arrogance. Maoshan is worth it."

The old lady of Yulongshan had the sharpest ears, and her ears moved, and she looked at Maoshan Sanxuan Sword in surprise.

These three boys are all over 70 years old and whispering to each other. They don’t seem to be sad because Maoshan has just lost, but instead have a hint of joy.

Is Maoshan worth it?

Not right...

Just now, my face was still like a loss of my parents. Why did I change my appearance after chasing Lei Xiaoer?

"Old Demon Chao... There is something wrong with Maoshan..."

"I've seen it long ago."

Since his disciple Mo Wuji was defeated, Chao Zhen has long put on his face and prevented others from seeing his expression.

The old lady was stunned. It seemed that there was something wrong with Maoshan, but also the old demon Chao was wrong with it?

Look at Ge Zhan again, and watch the fight in the field with concentration. Handicap is Lao Ge’s favorite. Lao Ge can’t understand the tricks of fighting, but handicap is different. When he sees it, he still punches and gestures.

The old lady always feels that she is a mature person, but now it seems that she is the only one who is like a fool.

Suddenly, the old lady saw the holy monk of Folin Temple.

The transcendent smile seemed to not take this battle seriously at all.

"Grandma's, a bunch of old turtles!!!"

The old lady woke up and cursed.

Zhao Feng shrank his neck in surprise. What happened to the master? Why did he suddenly curse people? Looking around, all the seniors ignored the old lady's abuse and watched the fight leisurely.

"Master...is it okay?"

The old lady regretted and slapped her thighs: "Oh, I forgot, Bai Ku Pill! These old guys are all very careful and use other people's disciples to help with the pills. Feng'er, this time, all the disciples in Tiangang Group have eaten Bai Ku Pills. What is the function of the great pill refined by the Ghost King? They are the ones who seduce the demons."

Zhao Feng gradually opened his eyes wide, and the old lady gritted her teeth: "Nie Yuxuan's state of mind has arrived, and he has already transformed into a dragon, and there is no need to temper the inner demon. Mo Xiaozi was originally a demon who practiced the Taoist technique, but unexpectedly followed Chu Laoxian's granddaughter into the cause and effect line. He was hammered by Qin Kun in the cause and effect line and benefited a lot. The Western Demon of the Buddha Sea was tempered by Xu Facheng, and the little novice monk had a place in the first class. Xu Facheng was defeated by Miao Shan, and his inner demon was arrogant. Now he was in the Tanhua position. Although he was shameless, he would definitely advance to the first class after knowing shame in the future. Miao Shan and Qin Kun, no matter what the result is, both Folin Temple and Fuyu Mountain will win."

"There are no limits in the future for the people above! You are the only one who didn't even catch one of the ghost kings, and missed the opportunity!"

A cigarette pot was smashed, and Zhao Feng hugged and screamed in pain.

"Why did our Yulongshan Tiqi have you, who is incompetent?"

Zhao Feng had a ridiculous donkey face, and several big bags were smashed out of his head. He suddenly begged for mercy and racked his brains to change the topic.

"Oh, don't beat Master! Then tell me, what would happen if Qin Kun won this battle? What would happen if Miaoshan won?"

The old lady took a deep breath of smoke and slowly exhaled: "How? Humph, if Fuyu Mountain wins, you will step on Maoshan, hold on to the path of life and death, and your status will continue to be consolidated. In the future, Fuyu Mountain may be awarded the title of Fuyu Mountain. If Folin Temple wins, it will be the Taoist sect that will lose, and Miaoshan's inner demon has been hooked up. It seems that Qin Kun has almost beaten. If he wins the battle, he will eliminate the remaining inner demons. He will be Wuque Wunian's second holy monk, the future first heavenly master of China! Do you understand?"

hiss……

The first heavenly teacher in the future?

The old lady Sui continued to lament: "That's the Heavenly Master, the highest title of the ghost catching master, originated from the Taoist sect. A monk became the first Heavenly Master in China. Other traditional Taoist sects have to work hard to find Maoshan..."

Zhao Feng shrank his neck and felt that things had been cleared.

In this way, if Miaoshan wins, Maoshan Dan will almost part with disagreement. At that time, the life and death path Niu Er will be held by Folin Temple, and Maoshan will take the blame and become the target of public criticism.

If Qin Kun wins, Fuyushan’s reputation will soar, and even Maoshan will have to thank him?

These senior elders and disciples came to Maoshan Dan Club with different purposes. It turned out that the water here... is so deep...

Didn’t Maoshan come to make a name for himself, but was the next big move? Are you betting on Xu Facheng all the bets, even the honor of the master?

On and outside the field, Xu Facheng's figure was lost. On the road platform, Qin Kun and Miao Shan were still fighting.

Zhao Feng suddenly felt lost, and he seemed to have missed an opportunity...
Chapter completed!