The wrist trembled slightly. Withering Zhuyan was indeed a magic weapon on the sword list in the world. The blade was covered with light golden blood. It was like a flying sword and hit the old monk who was staggering and trying to get up.
Shen Li smiled and asked, "Do you still have some energy left?"
"That withered beauty on Jiange Mountain?"
"good eyesight."
"Among the famous swords in the world, the name of Withering Zhuyan is unknown, but I, the old monk, know that this sword is so sharp that even my unparalleled Buddhist Vajra Body cannot completely guard against it. You can control Withering Zhuyan. The martial monk of Southern Wu wants to Tough luck.”
The old monk has fought with swordsmen before. There are swordsmen with various talents, and there are swordsmen who only value killing power, but there is no one like Shen Li, who kills with one sword and has the highest killing power. There is no need to deliberately pursue the appearance. Already shining brightly.
Shen Li suddenly got this famous sword and couldn't hide his happiness, "If this sword had been available earlier, Zui Chunlou would not have been able to kill Jiang Huchen so hard."
This sentence is a bit arrogant. A pure martial artist and a Buddhist arhat are two different things.
The old monk was replaced by a third-grade martial artist. Shen Li said that he had no choice but to avoid his sharp edge for the time being and then take advantage of it slowly.
Relying on the natural Vajra Dragon Elephant Body, he can completely defeat the third-grade Chaolu with the fourth-grade realm.
Seeing the old monk taking a long breath, he tried several times before he straightened up.
Qiao Baisu warned seriously: "Boy, be careful. The Morning Dew Realm has infinite mysteries, not to mention that Old Bald Donkey was born in a major Buddhist temple. Who knows what incredible magical powers he may have."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Li suddenly felt his heart stop.
The old monk waved his one arm, stepped forward in a blink of an eye, and punched the young man on the forehead.
Immediately it flew away like a rootless duckweed.
A powerful and heavy punch that made Qiao Baisu's eyelids jump. This was a punch thrown by a third-grade Buddhist Arhat in a desperate situation! !
It is the same for everyone to risk death and survive.
The old monk's vitality was declining again and again. In order to survive, he should try every means to kill Shen Li and swallow up all his opportunities.
He pointed out that the young man was born as a Vajra Dragon Elephant, and he must also know the mystery of this physical body.
Shen Li tilted his neck back, and the Buddhist energy hit his vital points. Before he could not control himself and flew upside down, he stabbed the old monk's chest and heart with a sword.
The sharpness of the withered beauty is vividly displayed in this sword.
It can be considered that the old monk has just suffered a serious injury. There are countless flaws in the Buddhist Vajra body, and they penetrate the heart without any stagnation like cutting tofu.
Shen Li fell, and the dust stirred up covered him like a sandstorm. For a moment, his mind went blank, his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear any other sounds.
The old monk had cracks on the body surface, like delicate porcelain that was about to be broken.
Fortunately, he has the body of a vajra dragon and an elephant and is born extraordinary. Other masters of the same level would have to be torn into pieces if they withstood the old monk's punch.
A dozen breaths passed.
Shen Li shook his head and stood up.
The punch was so fast that he only had one reaction, especially when his heart stopped, which was even more fatal.
"Mr. Qiao, is this a Buddhist magical power?"
Seeing that the young man was fine, Qiao Baisu took a long breath and felt relieved: "The Buddhist monk has a clear mind. The old bald donkey has not long been aware of his mind. He can only achieve this level. If someone who knows him deeply comes, He is an old monk with a clear mind. This time, your boy will definitely die."
Shen Li sighed: "What a magical power. During the battle, I can make the opponent vulnerable and win easily."
"It's not that simple. The starting point is to comprehend the Six Divine Powers of Buddhism and the third level of Chaolu Realm. It also varies from person to person. Some people will stand still for the rest of their lives after entering the door. Some people will advance by leaps and bounds as soon as they gain enlightenment. Buddhism also has innate visions. A person born with one of the six supernatural powers is called the Buddha's reincarnation."
After listening to Mr. Qiao's explanation, Shen Li said, "This junior has read the Buddhist scriptures on the Six Divine Powers. He can truthfully understand the thoughts of others. Why did he make me suffer from cardiac arrest?"
"The six magical powers of Buddhism have various wonderful effects. I don't know the specific effects." Qiao Baisu shook his head and replied.
As for the old monk.
Let the withered beauty pierce the heart, and he is like a sculpture, standing motionless in place.
What Shen Li was sure of was that the old monk was definitely dead, and he could not detect any signs of life.
When he walked up to him and pulled out the withered red face, the old monk fell to the ground.
"Mr. Qiao, from now on, this junior has formed an irresolvable conflict with Southern Wu Buddhism."
"Haha..." Qiao Baisu laughed loudly, "As a swordsman, you are still afraid of your enemies seeking revenge?"
"I'm not afraid of Mr. Qiao's ridicule. What I'm afraid of is the old Buddhist bastard. God knows how many great Bodhisattvas there are in the 480 temples in Nanwu."
Perhaps others know less about it, but Shen Li, who has always insisted on reading the classics of the Xingxiu Sect, understands that when it comes to top-level masters in the world, no one can compare to the Buddhists.
This is because Buddhism has been established as the state religion in the southern Wu Dynasty, and because there are as many people in the world who worship Buddhism as stars. Over the past one or two hundred years, amazing and talented people have emerged one after another. If a great Bodhisattva is enthroned, there will soon be a new great Bodhisattva on top. .
For example, at the moment, the first-grade Bodhisattva in Kaixi City is being held back by the leader of the Xingxiu Cult. They are fighting for the Eight Heavenly Dragons outside the city. There are still three Chaolu Realm Arhats coming. This is not to mention that in the city, Chai Chengyou and Nalan Suichun have to work together to kill them. The bald donkey was killed.
Qiao Baisu nodded: "That makes sense, but there is no need to be afraid. Arhats of the fourth and third grades of Buddhism often wander around the world. However, the second and first grade Arhats must worship Buddha and meditate, and rarely appear in the world."
"Why?"
"Firstly, there are my own reasons, and secondly, the Buddhist rules are strict. Okay, you will know this when you travel around the world in the future. The war over there is almost over. Just wait for Mr. Zhao's next instructions."
Zhao Ruyu's Confucian supernatural power was so terrifying that he entered the battle in person. Even if Sun Yuanji and others wanted to break the fishing net, the fishing net was like steel and they could not break free.
Shen Li stood beside Chen Liuyao, checking that he was okay and uninjured. When he heard the sound of horse hooves, he turned to look.
A man came on horseback.
That person was none other than Lu Xiu, a member of the Ministry of Industry.
Lu Xiu looked at Shen Li, who was waiting for him, and smiled: "One of our own."
The young man thought for a while and asked: "Jiaomu Jiao?"
"Xin Yue Hu often says that you are smart and smart. When I saw you today, you are indeed worthy of your name." Lu Xiu turned over and dismounted, clapped his hands and laughed.
"Are Sister Song and Brother Chai okay?"
"The two of them have completed their mission and have left."
"Where is Yubainiang?" Shen Li asked again.
"I arranged for her to go to Fengzhou, where I have a villa."
Shen Li woke up from a dream, "Lu Xiu, a member of the Ministry of Industry, Brother Lu, it turns out that you are a Jiaomu Jiao!"
"Ah? How did you know that I am Lu Xiu?"
The young man said: "The whole Kaixi City knows that Zuichun Tower is a chess player, but Brother Lu is only looking for fun in Zuichun Tower. Now it seems that Brother Lu is Sister Song's deputy. I guarantee that Chen Liuyao will not He was kidnapped by a desperate man."
Lu Xiu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's right. It's a pity that Jiang Huchen is the one who jumps over the wall. Even if Xinyuehu has the famous sword Juexue, the two of us together are no match for him. Fortunately, your kid's sword is not like a human sword. Jiang Huchen It was a complete defeat.”
"Brother Lu will have to treat me to wine and meat from now on." Shen Li joked.
"Okay! Inviting a young swordsman to drink and eat meat will be a great pleasure in life!"
As the two of them talked, everyone in the Xingxiu Sect also finished killing the group of unknown masters. They stayed away from the battlefield downstream and headed towards Shen Li.
There were some familiar faces among them, and the young man waved his arms to greet them eagerly.
Before Lu Xiu could say the words Yu Bainiang told him, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the river water exploded with golden light and purple energy.
Eight dragon roars resounded through the sky, deafening.
