Master Bai Zhu, there is no more Bai Zhu.
This old monk, who has been famous in the field of Buddhism for a hundred years, owns this Buddhist magical artifact. It took a full sixty years to condense the inner power of his true intention into a high-quality artifact. It is extremely precious!
It is not just a magic weapon, it can also be understood as a supreme formation similar to the diamond-conquering circle. It is a small circle, which can contain infinite energy and divine power. It can defeat the power of the opponent's moves. All the strength is included.
Transforming the huge into nothingness can be called the pinnacle masterpiece of magic and excellence!
It's a pity that even with such a high-grade Buddhist treasure with extraordinary magical powers, it couldn't completely arrest Guan Bi's sword.
The majestic force brought by the Sword Saint's first sword was rarely seen in ancient times. A super small formation was composed of a hundred Buddhist beads. After containing the power of the sword, it could not withstand its huge force and collapsed.
Every snow-white orb containing the power of Buddhism exerted its final remaining power, and was destroyed by the sword without any regrets, turning into dust and debris on the ground!
This is just the first sword of the Holy Light Clan's first sword wielder.
It is enough to destroy the precious artifacts that Master Baizhu has collected for a long time with one blow!
Ling Zhen had long heard that the master's Dharma was boundless, and the white orb necklace he wore around his neck was the most precious of treasures, extremely powerful.
It would never have been expected that such an incredible formation of Buddhist bead strings could not even withstand Guan Bi's sword...
Cold sweat oozed from the back of Ling Zhen's forehead, as if the sword struck by the Xingchen Continent Sword Saint just now was not aimed at his uncle, but at Ling Zhen!
Faced with such an earth-shattering battle, Zhe Liuzhe, the great archer god who was the main leader of this battle, still did not show such serious anxiety and panic. He still maintained the calmness of taking it calmly and forgetting about life and death. expression.
It was hard to see clearly what he was thinking deep inside.
The inner space of the white bead necklace was huge, but it could not hold Guan Bi's first sword. It was destroyed in an instant and ceased to exist. Master Bai Zhu, the owner of the string of beads, clasped his hands together.
The old Buddhist monk, who is the leader of the Qingling Zen Sect, opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time. He slowly said: "Master Guan, there is something in the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra..."
The original intention of this enlightened monk was to use the profound meaning of Buddhism to save Guan Bi from falling into a sea of suffering.
Let this invincible Sword Saint, who wields a sword and commits crimes with a majesty that can overwhelm an entire continent, be able to endure hardships as long as there is no limit to the shore.
But Guan Bi didn't intend to listen to his nonsense.
Guan Bi said to Master Bai Zhu in an extremely impatient tone: "Old monk, shut your mouth! Are you annoyed?! If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill Zhe in a while." After Liu, will you demolish your Qingling Temple?"
Master Bai Zhu sighed deeply, wondering what attitude and method he should use to deal with this "Guan Shi" whose murderous intention was at its peak, which would be the best strategy.
Zheliu, who had a great appearance and a burly figure, and carried a large quiver on his back, walked up to Master Bai Zhu.
The strongest human archer is about the same height as the abbot of Qingling Temple, and due to his broad shoulders and broad back, he can almost completely cover the old monk wearing a green and black monk's robe.
The Great Archer God Zhe faced Guan Bi resolutely and did not look back, but said calmly to the great Buddhist monk Bai Zhu: "Master, it's useless. Don't waste your breath. That person named Guan is a complete desperado." , so heartbroken and crazy that he has never even listened to his wife's words, let alone what others say. Master Bai Zhu, this battle is a private matter between me and Guan, let us resolve it ourselves. , you don’t need help.”
Guan Bi stared at Zheliu in front of him, who was far stronger than him in appearance and figure. He gritted his teeth and whispered in a sinister tone: "Looking for death..."
After Zheliu persuaded the abbot of Qingling Temple not to interfere, he raised his chin with a well-groomed beard, narrowed his sharp eagle-like eyes, and looked squarely at the man with the strongest swordsmanship in Yizhou.
Zhe Liu, who represents the pinnacle of human archery skills, said with a smile: "Guan Bi, I admit that I asked you to come to Hanlan Continent for a battle. There was a factor in it, so I bet you didn't dare to come because you were afraid of being beaten by Yu Youcong. Shadow. Since you are really here, then I, the host of the human race, should fight with all my strength, not hide or evade, and show the integrity of my clan."
The powerful bow named Hou Yi overflowed with thick golden light, which was extremely gorgeous. Zhe Liu's tone was calm and full of confidence, and he said: "But this is the highest place in the Splendid Dynasty. The land of Buddhism is a place of practice that suppresses all ghosts and worships the saints. It doesn't matter if we start the fight here. It just allows Master Bai Zhu to bear witness to our victory or defeat. But can we go to the sky to start the fight? Don't destroy too many others. It’s something that belongs to your family, otherwise it would be a bit unethical.”
Guan Bi had an extremely ugly face, his mouth was enlarged, and his yellow teeth were clearly visible. He smiled wildly and wildly.
I don't know if he was laughing at his opponent Zhe Liu for being so considerate of others, or at the compassionate Master Bai Zhu who was too weak.
After Guan Bi laughed for a while, the killing power in his eyes was still boiling, but he truly accepted Zhe Liu's proposal and nodded in agreement.
He agreed not to fight in the palace. If he wants to fight, we will go up and fight in the sky!
The sky was dark and the earth was dark.
Kill the sun and the moon without light!
Zhe Liu took out four long feather arrows from the quiver behind his back. Each arrow had a Taoist charm visible to the naked eye, which was extremely mysterious.
Zhe, the great archery god, held the four powerful long arrows in his left hand at the same time, and held the crossbow Hou Yi in his right hand.
He put four arrows on the bow together.
Instead of pointing the spearhead at his unrelenting opponent Guan Bi, he chose to aim the tip of the arrow at the sky, aiming at the sky.
Suddenly, Zhe Liu's four arrows were launched together, and there was a harsh sound piercing the air.
A unique sound like silk being torn apart in an instant!
Guan Bi is safe and sound.
Shorter than the blink of an eye, four arrows had already shot out of the big hole in the top made by Guan Bi's fall and disappeared without a trace.
After shooting four precious feather arrows into the sky, Zhe Liu stretched his left hand forward, flattened it, and said calmly to Guan Dao Sheng: "Master Guan, please go first."
Guan Bi had no inhibitions, smiled in a hoarse voice, and said, "Okay, I'll go first!"
As he spoke, the sword sage Guan Bi, who was invincible with his sword Guanyin, disappeared.
Just because of the rapid ascent, even strong men like Ling Zhen with third-level Pingxu Realm cultivation were unable to clearly see Guan Daxia's trajectory.
Just for a moment, Guan Bi was missing in the Guanyin Hall without the statue of Guanyin!
Zhe Liu turned around, cupped his fists and saluted Master Bai Zhu, and said, "Master, my apprentice cares about me, and my nephew Ling Zhen, I will leave it to you."
Master Bai Zhu, the abbot of Qingling Temple, nodded, "Renzi Zhe, rest assured, I will spare no effort to help you."
Zheliu hummed, "With these words from the master, I feel at ease. Zheliu is gone——"
Holding Hou Yi's bow with one hand, Zhe Liu disappeared from the hole above the hall just like Guan Bi in front of everyone!
The sky is hundreds of feet above.
Under the shroud of the vast sky.
There are two people hovering in the air, Zhe Liu, the Arrow God, and Guan Bi, the Sword Saint.
Two strong men who have reached the pinnacle of eighth-level cultivation are going to start a life-and-death battle on the top of Qingling Temple to determine who is stronger and who cares about their elders!
"Zhe Liu, guess how many times this hero will kill you?"
Guan Bi, who was holding a knife with one arm, laughed loudly.
Because of the powerful internal energy, the sound shook the ceiling, and the words of the Sword Saint could be heard thousands of miles away.
After hearing this clearly, Zheliu felt at ease, showed a bright smile, and responded with almost the same volume: "Let's make a bet, will you die before my arrow is shot, or will I die before I finish shooting?" Under the knife!"
Between heaven and earth, winds and clouds surged.
Horrifying visions occurred in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest!
The sound of wind and thunder was so deafening that it made people's hair stand on end when they heard it, as if a catastrophe of the universe was coming.
The omen of death is imminent, and four powerful and extraordinary forces attack from the four directions.
The four arrows, the four great powers, were only aimed at one person.
Four supreme arrows in different directions.
At the center of the arrow tip, the only person it is pointing towards is Guan Bi!
The strong men in the eighth level of the Dao Realm in the world must be combined with a Dao. Only by integrating with the Dao can the monks' magical powers reach their peak.
In this way, the realm can reach the limit of that realm, in other words, reach the highest limit of this clan!
And Zhe Liu, the human race's thousands-miles master archer, has been pursuing a great path all his life, which is the path of boundless killing range.
Even if it is tens of thousands of miles apart, it can still use huge power to kill the person it wants to kill, which is even stronger than the sword repairing the natal sword that can take the head of a person thousands of miles away.
A flying arrow is better than a flying arrow!
