The sky above Fahua Temple.
Zhi Ming stood floating in the sky, with the Buddha's light on his body rising into the sky, and the surrounding clouds were dyed with golden light, making him really look like the gods and Buddhas in the sky coming down to the lower realm.
However, at this moment, he looked at Fan with an angry look.
"The poor monk has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"For stealing my Buddha's glory and snatching my Buddha's mark, you shall be punished!"
boom!
Zhiming's majestic Buddha's body was as majestic as a mountain, and he suddenly raised his tin staff with one hand.
He swung heavily at Fan, and in an instant, a powerful force burst out like the earth was shattering, and a huge black hole seemed to be formed over the entire Huafa Temple!
"That is your Buddha, not the Buddha of a poor monk!"
Liao Fan faced the shocking blow, but his face did not change. Instead, he pointed to the sky and the ground and said lightly.
"Because the poor monk is the Buddha!"
After the words fell, the Buddha's light behind Liao Fan surged. It seemed that the ups and downs of a world could be vaguely seen, and living beings praying and paying homage could be vaguely seen inside, and all living beings were making incense!
This invisible Buddha's light suddenly held Zhi Ming's tin staff as if it were a real thing!
The two were separated at the first touch, and Zhi Ming quickly retreated dozens of feet away!
"What a hard Buddha!"
Zhiming moved his wrist, his expression a little sinister.
But while the opponent retreated, Liao Fan decisively chose to pursue him.
He stretched out his hands and grabbed the Buddha Heaven hanging above his head, just like Pangu holding up the heaven and earth, and suppressed it fiercely towards Zhiming.
A blow that overturned the world!
Even Zhiming couldn't help but change his expression.
"This is really tricky!"
"Monks, help me!"
Zhi Ming shouted loudly, and countless Sanskrit chants were instantly heard throughout the Fahua Temple.
The golden statues in the hall began to shine, and a huge Buddha power rose into the sky, converging on Zhiming's body, making his whole body more and more solemn.
Endless Buddha light gathered into one body, and Zhi Ming said loudly: "Amitabha! You thief of Buddha, I must kill you here today!"
Then, carrying boundless power, he headed towards Fan Suppression.
The two of them collided in an instant, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed!
The dazzling light turned the night sky into day. Some monks couldn't help but raise their heads to peep, and their eyes were instantly burned into blood holes by the Buddha's light!
At this time, Yang Fan finally moved.
He glanced fearfully at the boundless Buddha's light above Fahua Temple, and could only vaguely see two figures fighting madly. It looked like they were evenly matched!
"I haven't provoked you yet, but you guys started fighting. It really... suits me very well!"
He shook his head, tightened the Baifu knot around his body, slid from the roof, and slipped into the worship hall.
The worship hall was empty and silent.
Yang Fan jumped into the empty hall.
“I don’t know where Zhiming has hidden my current body?”
However, as soon as he landed on the ground, he felt something was wrong, because there was another golden body placed on the altar. The golden light was bright and it looked exactly the same as the original one!
"Weird! Why did another one appear?"
Yang Fan frowned.
What kind of hobby does this old monk Zhiming have? Is he willing to live in a golden body?
Or……
Is this Zhu Huan's current body?
"Then this is too easy!"
Yang Fan blinked.
"Whatever it is! Even if it's not, it's still good to earn a golden body for nothing!"
Yang Fan said that he would not reject anyone who came, and the more the merrier.
He immediately smiled, his steps were as light as a civet cat, and he immediately rushed forward, reaching out to grab the head of the golden body.
"Come on, big baby!"
Buzz!
However, as soon as his hand reached the top of the golden body's head, the originally withered golden body suddenly opened its eyes, and two rays of light flashed instantly.
"Master Zhiming is indeed right! Sure enough, someone will come to steal his body!"
The golden body was originally shriveled and decayed, but at this moment it expanded instantly, with surging energy and blood, muscles tumbling, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a sitting old monk!
"Damn little thief!"
"Today, you and Fan Na will die!"
The old monk laughed evilly, and instantly kicked his legs, like a giant python attacking, and punched Yang Fan's chest fiercely.
boom.
The wind is howling!
"Damn, what a big baby!"
"Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming, you didn't leave human skin, but left me a big bald head. What do you mean! Why are you acting so unconventionally!"
Yang Fan cursed secretly and quickly backed away.
But it was too late.
The old monk's fist was fast and hard, and it hit Yang Fan's chest in an instant. His whole body was knocked away, and he was slammed into the ground, and he was smashed into the ground to an unknown depth.
"puff!"
Yang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his bones and muscles almost fell apart.
He thought to himself that he was careless.
But before he could emerge from the ground, he felt a tyrannical force smashing down directly along the surface. The earth was shaking violently, which made his expression suddenly change.
Such a cruel old monk actually wanted to use the power of the earth to smash him to death underground!
"The laws of heaven and earth!"
Yang Fan became fierce and put on the blood armor, directly activating the secret skill of qi and blood.
Rumble.
Yang Fan once again manifested a huge body of twelve feet. A huge space was opened up under the ground, the ground was arched, the soil cracked, and he jumped up.
A fierce punch, directed at the old monk!
However, the old monk had no intention of avoiding him at all. Instead, he sneered at Yang Fan who rushed up from the ground: "I didn't kill you with one punch, but you are quite capable!"
"Forget it, let me show you what your Buddha is capable of!"
As the old monk spoke, the muscles on his body suddenly swelled.
At the same time, densely packed bone armor was condensed and exposed, one after another embedded on the body, like a layer of solid outer armor. Huge ferocious bone blades also appeared on the arms, legs, feet, and back spine!
A straight line of qi and blood smoke evaporated from the top of his head!
Covered in a ball of scarlet blood light, although the six-foot-long body seemed insignificant in front of Yang Fan's twelve-foot-long giant body, it was not weak at all in terms of momentum!
Even more ferocious!
Just because he is actually a true king of martial arts who has practiced blood, flesh, and bones, and the three heavenly gates!
"Boy, Buddha will teach you a lesson today. Sometimes, being big doesn't necessarily mean being strong!"
"Buddha, this is short and concise!"
He suddenly swung his punch, but it came first and second.
boom!
Two fists, one big and one small, collided together, and Yang Fan was staggered, and his huge body almost fell to the ground.
The huge worship hall was turned into ruins at the moment when the two collided.
"Damn it!"
Yang Fan realized something was wrong.
Even if he uses changes like the Law, Heaven, Elephant and Earth to increase his power dozens of times, he is still far from being a match for a true king of martial arts.
As for the old monk being able to be kept here by Zhiming, it was naturally not a waste of money.
Seeing that Yang Fan was retreating, he immediately rushed forward, violent power erupted, both fists came out, and he pressed the Buddha seal with his hands, almost killing Yang Fan!
Yang Fan didn't want to be regarded as a target, so he immediately shrank in size, turned around and ran away.
"Still trying to run!"
The old monk slammed his foot on the ground, and the ground immediately cracked and a large pit appeared, and he quickly chased after Yang Fan.
The two of them went straight out of Fahua Temple.
The old monk was still chasing after him and said harshly: "If you want to run away, you must first ask your Buddha if he agrees!"
"Ask you? Then I will ask you carefully!"
Yang Fan stopped, glanced at Fahua Temple, which had been far away for a long time, and directly activated his magical power with a sinister smile!
"Tianwei!"
If I hadn't been afraid of being attacked by a group of people if I continued to stay in Fahua Temple, how could I have tolerated an old dog like you barking in front of me!
