Roar!
The huge catfish jumped up from the river, and let out a huge roar from its mouth full of fangs.
Immediately afterwards, the river water was swept up by the huge force and rushed to the river bank. Not only did some pavilions built to watch the river scenery collapse directly, even the trees further away were uprooted by the flood.
As the catfish's body fell back into the water, it created waves several feet high, covering up everything that happened in the river.
"Amitabha."
A golden light flashed, and Zen Master Fu Kong had arrived.
He stood on the bank of the river that had just receded, clasped his hands and recited a Buddhist chant, and then several rays of golden light emitted from behind him, and a scorching sun slowly rose.
With a roar, the waves several feet high finally fell down, and river water surged up to both sides of the shore like a tide.
It's just that this time it's a little weaker than the previous one.
Bang!
When the cold river water rushed in front of Zen Master Fu Kong, it was like hitting an invisible wall of air. It automatically separated from the middle, and then merged together after flowing past Zen Master Fu Kong.
Only within the abbot of the Zen master, there is not a drop of river water.
"Amitabha……"
The water in the river slowly receded, and many fish and shrimps in the river were left in the mud puddles on the shore. They were jumping around but they couldn't survive for long.
"The Buddha said that there is a good virtue in life above."
The golden light enveloped them, and the struggling fish and shrimp on the ground were carried back to the river by an invisible force.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
There was a burst of laughter.
There is a figure in the middle of the river. He is dressed in black robe and is laughing up to the sky.
"Amitabha……"
Zen Master Fu Kong's heart was as deep as a mountain. How could he be shaken by the other party's ridicule? He clasped his hands together as usual.
Uh-huh!
The figure who was originally far away in the center of the river had instantly appeared in front of Zen Master Fu Kong, and then punched out fiercely before the opponent could react.
There was a loud bang.
Zen Master Fu Kong had no time to react. He only felt a terrifying force coming from in front of him, and then the whole person disappeared into the distance like a shooting star.
"Hahahahaha..."
The man in black laughed and clapped his hands. There was a black catfish head on top of his humanoid body, and several yellow tentacles around his mouth were shaking up and down.
"Old bald donkey, he can fly quite far."
Zen Master Fukong didn't know how far he flew until he hit the wall of Jiangcheng with a thud, creating a huge deep hole in the solid wall.
There was a loud crash and broken stones fell down.
The soldiers patrolling on the city wall were even more frightened. They almost thought that an enemy was suddenly coming. When they looked down carefully, they saw that only a monk in tattered cassocks came out of the dusty hole in the city wall.
"Amitabha!"
The clay figurine is still angry!
When Zen Master Fukong was young, he dared to draw his sword to help someone when the road was rough. How could he be a kind-hearted person? It’s just that I’ve experienced a lot over the years, and I’ve taken a dim view of many things.
But with a sudden punch, anyone's reaction should be to get furious.
If you don't believe it, just try it. You can just walk to the street and find someone to slap someone in the mouth. You'd be surprised if they don't punch you hard twice.
Ahem, just talk about it, but don’t try it.
Zen Master Fukong still chanted the Buddha's name, but his tone was obviously different.
He clasped his hands together, and a rising sun rose slowly behind him, followed by a golden body of two feet holding the scorching sun in his hands. This time was different from what Chimei had seen. Although the King Kong at that time was majestic and solemn, it did not have the terrifying deterrence it does now.
King Kong's angry eyes subdue all demons.
Bang!
Zen Master Fu Kong was floating in mid-air, and the dharma body behind him stomped the ground hard, causing the ground to dent, leaving a large footprint several feet deep.
The whole person turned into a golden flash of light and rushed out faster than an arrow from the string. Almost only a flash of golden light could be seen, and the great monk disappeared from the eyes of the soldiers.
Many people stared blankly at the distance where the golden light disappeared, while the experienced veterans hurriedly ran to report to the commander.
"Hahahahahaha, this body is the best."
The man in black shook his right hand that had just knocked away Zen Master Fu Kong, and shook his disgusting catfish head with some pride.
"Amitabha!"
Following the chant of Buddha, dazzling golden light came in front of the man in black. A golden fist bigger than a water tank was raised, and then he smashed it with a sound of breaking wind.
boom!
Although the man in black was on guard, he was still thrown directly into the eastward-flowing river by the great monk's punch.
"Hahahaha, the old bald donkey's fist is quite strong."
Plop! The man in the night rushed out from under the river again. He was much better than Zen Master Fu Kong, and there was no damage on his body.
On the other hand, Zen Master Fukong was knocked away by the previous punch. Several holes were torn out of his cassock, and his body was covered with dust. He was really in a miserable state.
So even though they just punched each other, it was a judgment call.
"Amitabha, the old monk will get rid of this scourge of you for the people of Jiangcheng today!"
Zen Master Fukong sat down cross-legged in mid-air, formed a seal with his hands and began to recite Buddhist sutras for subduing demons. The Vajra Dharmakaya behind him glared angrily, and two golden lightning bolts shot out from its golden pupils.
Click!
The man in black took a sharp breath, then opened his mouth forcefully. The two rapid golden lightning bolts were swallowed directly into his throat, and then he closed his mouth.
Chewed it a few times.
"Haha, it tastes pretty good. I wonder if your old bald donkey's Dharmakaya tastes good?"
boom!
Zen Master Fukong had no time to talk. He was now reciting Buddhist sutras, and every Sanskrit word that came out of his mouth flew into the Vajra Dharmakaya behind him.
The golden body that was originally only one foot has grown sharply again, and is now more than three feet tall. The skin all over the body is like gold, shining with a bright luster.
The scorching sun above our heads was spinning, emitting a dazzling light.
"Amitabha!"
As soon as the four-character golden mantra came out, it flew directly into Dharmakaya's hands, twisting and merging with each other to form a huge Sanskrit demon-conquering pestle.
"Hahahahahaha..."
The man in black looked at the huge dharma body that was many times bigger than him. Not only did he not feel timid at all, but he laughed even more excitedly.
He raised his fist, which looked more like a black ant in front of the falling demon pestle.
Boom!
But just such an ant blocked the rapidly falling demon pestle with one punch.
The huge roar was like a thunderbolt, and everything around him was shattered into a pile of dust by the terrifying sound waves.
"Hahahaha, come again!"
The man in black blocked the Demon-Conquering Pestle with one hand, raised his other hand, and slammed the golden Demon-Conquering Pestle hard.
when--
The huge demon-subduing pestle was knocked into the air, and the Vajra body holding the demon-subduing pestle trembled violently, and it involuntarily took a step back.
"Hahahahahaha..."
The man in black did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Instead, he laughed and pointed at the great monk Fu Kong who was sitting cross-legged, and then said:
"Old bald donkey, you are too bad!"
"Amitabha!"
Zen Master Fukong did not reply, but he was also not discouraged. The Vajra Dharmakaya behind him waved the huge demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and then smashed it at the man in black with a hurricane.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was as if it was early in the morning and the monks in the temple were beating the huge mountain bell in the temple, making a deafening echo.
The Demon-Conquering Pestle was waved several times in a row, knocking the arrogant man in black from mid-air directly to the ground, creating a deep pit of ten feet wide.
"Amitabha."
The huge demon-subduing pestle was raised, and even ordinary monsters in the Dengtang realm would be smashed to pieces under such an attack.
But Zen Master Fu Kong's opponent is not an ordinary Dengtang-level demon.
Bang!
A hand suddenly stretched out from under the demon-subduing pestle that was about to rise, and firmly grasped the tip of the demon-subduing pestle. Then, accompanied by Jean's annoying laughter, the man in black appeared in front of Zen Master Fu Kong again.
He wiped his forehead, and a ferocious smile appeared on the mud-covered catfish's face:
"Old bald donkey, your beating hurts me so much!"
Then he grabbed the Demon-Conquering Pestle with one hand, made a fist with the other hand, and smashed it hard against it.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
He hit Zen Master Fukong five times just like before, and forcefully snatched the demon-subduing pestle from Vajra Dharmakaya's hand.
The man in black looked at the Demon-Conquering Pestle and punched it hard several times. In the end, there were several cracks in the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Seeing the cracks, the man in black felt a little happier.
Bang!
The Vajra Dharmakaya punched the man in black, and at the same time stretched out his other hand to grab the cracked Demon-Conquering Pestle.
With a snap, the man in black not only withstood the punch from the dharma body, but also hit King Kong hard with the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.
"Amitabha……"
This time, the left shoulder of Vajra Dharmakaya was dented.
Zen Master Fukong closed his eyes tightly and recited Buddhist sutras faster and faster. The sweat on his forehead became more and more, dripping down his cheeks and soaking the monk's clothes on his chest.
"Old Bald Donkey, can your Buddha save you now?"
The man in black waved the demon-subduing pestle in his hand again, raised it high, and then smashed it over the head of Zen Master Fu Kong's body.
But when the magic pestle fell halfway, it suddenly dissipated into a golden light that filled the sky.
"Amitabha!"
It was probably Zen Master Fu Kong's intention to make the man in black punch hard in a stunned moment. The Dharma Body behind him even restrained its golden brilliance, but its body became more solid.
Uh-huh!
The rapid sound of breaking wind.
Immediately afterwards, Vajra Dharmakaya's fist struck like a gust of wind and rain.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
