Each story will have an beginning and an ending. When China and Tianzhu meet in the final, it is destined to be a battle between dragons and tigers. Five minutes passes in a flash. When the Chinese superpowers are energetic and open their eyes, the Tianzhu monk opposite is one size bigger.

Everyone's body swelled to the limit. As the muscles and skin tightened, the blood vessels under the skin burst out one by one. The monks who were originally kind-hearted and golden-eyed all had bloody eyes and ferocious faces at this moment.

Ten strong arhats seemed to be bulls in ten fermented hair, holding golden brow sticks in their hands and brass rings of fine copper on their hands. Buddhism emphasizes compassion and peace, and avoids anger and anger. Now these arhats are all tempted to kill, and the Buddhist rules and precepts cannot restrain them at all. In their eyes, Xuan Qi is the evil man who should be beaten to hell, and the bastard who is covered with monks' blood on both hands.

Feeling the momentum on the opposite side as if pressing like a mountain, Xuan Qi not only did not retreat, but instead moved forward with one hand pulling the sleeve of the robe, and exposing six fingers with the other hand. The Buddha's finger relics, which were smaller than the little finger, burst out with thousands of bright lights under the catalysis of Xuan Qi.

What is this? The nearly violent monks on the opposite side suddenly had their eyes condensed, and they felt the vast Buddhist teachings on Xuan Qi's palms. They couldn't help but squeeze their eyes, not understanding what was going on.

Just as the monks on the opposite side were dazed, the referee suddenly waved the red and black flag in his hand, and the game began. The monks in India were stunned, but Xuan Qi was not dull. Wanxiang pointed forward and stabbed the copper head.

Combined with the method of breathing and breathing in the Turtle Breathing Ability, Xuan Qi's attack power is now three times higher. The Wanxiang Finger is also three points stronger than yesterday.

The Buddha's finger relics, nourished by Xuanqi's true energy, burst out thousands of bright lights in an instant. The aura of compassion and peace was filled with a compassionate heart, as if a Buddha was singing in the ears of people, putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha, and putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha.

This can resolve the murderous intent in the hearts of the Arhats on the opposite side. The strong Arhats' muscles that had exploded began to scatter little by little. They naturally could not betray their faith. The original killing intention of twelve points was reduced to eight points, and they were still declining.

"Kill them" Xuan Qinghe knew in his heart that there was an unresolvable hatred between Xuan Qi and Tianzhu. Since it could not be resolved, then don't keep good relationships and look for opportunities to weaken the enemy as much as possible. This is the kingly way.

So Xuan Qinghe made a ruthless move. The ancient pine-patterned sword was swept, spitting out half a foot long sword light, and slashing directly at the neck of an arhat.

Others rushed over. The overall quality of the monks in India was stronger, which was slightly lower than that of Xuan Qing and others. Their cultivation level was even better than that of Yun Xiaohu and Guan Chenglong, but they were one point better than the other four, which formed a subtle balance.

There are two key points in the entire battle: Can the strong defeat the opponent in the shortest time, and can the weak last longer in the attack of the strong. Whoever can persist until the end will be the winner.

Xuan Qi used the vast compassion of the fingers of the Buddha fingers and the relics to bring considerable surprises to the superpowers of China. The explosive arhats on the opposite side were all reduced by the vast perception of Buddhism. They were busy and exhausted for a moment. Under the attacks of the Chinese, they were at a loss, as if they would be defeated at any time.

Xuan Qi's everything pointed at the copper head's chest, and the strong Arhat flew backwards like a cannonball. The golden figure spewed out a red blood arrow and roared on the ground.

Just solve the problem of Captain Arhat in India so easily? All of this changed too quickly, which was a bit dazzling, and even made some confusions, which felt particularly unreal.

The teams participating in the competition were all wide-eyed, especially those eliminated by the monks of the Indian monks. The long-haired people of the fighting nation, Tsarist Russia, were all stunned and wide-eyed. This is too fake. Why did the strong men who were just like dragons and tigers become so unbearable now? Are they fighting against each other?

Hawk Eye, who had a very good look, saw the clues here, pointed to the sixth finger on Xuan Qi's palm and said, "That thing has a strange thing, as if it has a charming skill."

"No," Huo Xiong retorted in a muffled voice: "I fought with Xuan Qi yesterday, and there was nothing surprising about his finger."

"Maybe it can only charm people who believe in religion?" Hawkeye said hesitantly, but this is the only reasonable explanation that may exist at the moment.

The copper head that fell to the ground was sore all over his body, his teeth were clenched, and his mouth was full of blood. Looking at Xuan Qi who was approaching step by step, Tongtou's heart was filled with anger and despair. Why is this happening? Why is this? He clearly turned his back on the embrace of the Buddha, and he was a completely pagan. Why can he get the favor of the Buddha and get such a treasure as the Buddha's finger relics?

The dissatisfied Tongtou let out an angry roar, jumped up from the ground, waved his eyebrows and swept across the thousands of troops with a move, and directly hit Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi took a fox step nimblely, dodged to avoid the rod that had been waving from the copper head, stretched his palm forward again, and used his fingers to tap the copper head again, causing the golden lump to fly.

He spitted out a three-foot-long blood arrow again, and then fell to the ground hard. Tongtou's eyes were filled with incredible anger, and he gritted his teeth deeply, very unwilling to accept it. After confirming that faith was blessing Xuan Qi, Tongtou's heart was broken, and he felt his heart hurt again, and he gushed upwards with blood. The hot-blooded copper head did not spit it out, but forced it to swallow it.

A trace of determination flashed in the sturdy copper head's eyes. There was originally a thick golden powder all over the body. As the blood flowed into the abdomen, the golden powder fell off little by little, revealing its dark, dry and hard skin. After confirming that the faith was abandoned, the copper head fell into a Buddhist who turned his back on his faith.

Xuan Qi originally wanted to continue poking down, but looked at the dark copper head around him, and his fingers didn't poke for a while. From golden to black, the image of the copper head changed drastically in an instant, which really shocked Xuan Qi.

Among the seven monks standing on the sidelines to watch the game, they all stood up suddenly, pointed to the copper head in the field and shouted in surprise: "The Fallen Avici"

The monks who were still fighting hard with the Chinese superpowers used magic tricks to break away from the battle circle with injuries. Then they surrounded the copper head, looking at the gold powder falling off from their bodies, and asked in horror: "Senior Brother, why do you become like this? Why? Why?"

The monks around were also filled with surprise, not understanding why the devout believers turned their backs on their faith, gave up the golden-body arhat with a bright future, and chose to fall into the Avici Hell and become a dark believer.

As the surrounding arhats asked, the dark-skinned copper head reached out to Xuan Qi, pointed to the sixth finger on Xuan Qi's palm, and said in a trembling voice: "That is the Buddha's finger relics."

"What" It's like hearing a lie that cannot be deceived on April Fool's Day. It's so terrifying and so amazing.

Everyone wants to understand the facts in front of them as hallucinations, but all of this is so clear that the magic power that cannot be pretended to be vast, peaceful, peaceful and compassionate, without any falsehood. It is just the fluctuation of the mind power of the Buddha's finger relics. How could it appear in the hands of Xuan Qi, a bloody executioner??

It was too incredible, too surprising, too speechless. The sound of heart breaking from the chest of the strong Arhats. The feeling of being betrayed by faith was greater than being betrayed by women. There were two people with deeper faith, and the gold powder on their bodies began to fall off bit by bit.

The deep love and the deepest reproach are precisely because I care too much and be too pious that I suddenly saw the Buddha's finger relics appearing in Xuan Qi's hands. What I believe in not only does not bless me, but also blesses the enemy. The loss of being abandoned by my faith in an instant is easy to go to extremes.

A total of seventeen Indian monks, the brilliant golden powder on their bodies fell off bit by bit, revealing their black and deflated muscles, without golden color, and the fallen monks were all brave in their bones. They looked at Xuan Qi with flickering eyes, and the murderous aura in their hearts grew irresistible.

This situation was really beyond Xuan Qi's expectations. It was just the final of the Super Power Competition, which actually made a group of people betray their pious beliefs. They reached out and rubbed their little finger on their palms. Xuan Qi suddenly had an idea while pondering, looked at the bronze head opposite and asked, "Have you really given up your beliefs?"

Tongtou nodded for granted: "Why didn't the Buddha bless their devout believers, but bless you, the executioner with bloody hands, I still believe that he did such a foolish belief..."

Without waiting for the bronze head to speak passionately, Xuan Qi waved his hand and said, "Since you don't believe in him, there is no conflict between you and me. Why should we draw our swords at each other for the unhappiness we once had?"

This question made Tongtou dumb. Xuan Qi was the enemy of the Dharma King, and the fallen monks were also the enemy of the Dharma King. Now Tongtou and others have become the fallen Abi. According to the logic that the enemy is a friend, they are not only not enemies, but also friends. Tongtou grabbed his head and found that there was no need to continue fighting with Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi continued to apply strong medicine and used heavy ingredients: "Now I represent China to compete for this first place. Who do you represent? It represents India? The question is whether the Dafa King will make a group of degenerate Abi represent India?"

The bronze head was speechless when he asked two consecutive questions, and was stunned in the field for a moment, thinking about whether to fight or not.

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Chapter completed!