Fix your sister's fairy

The old man of the sword and Fu Xia Zhen faced each other, and the radius of a thousand meters was leveled by the sword qi and slashed several meters down, and the army of the dead tried to get involved, but it was destroyed by the sword qi at the edge.

The old man of the sword took a step back with his right foot, his body advanced violently, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand slashed the remnant sword in Fu Xia Zhen's hand and pierced into Fu Xia Zhen's neck.

“............"

The golden giant eyes on the heavenly dome turned slightly, and the army of the dead immediately stopped their attack, and the next moment they turned around and rushed towards Manjushri Dharma.

"Win?!" In the Buddha Light World, Xiao Yan said with a shock.

"Amitabha. The little novice folded his hands and bowed his head to recite the Buddha's name.

"Oops. Mo Yi said.

Sure enough, the old man sword's movements remained unchanged from the action of the sword, Fu Xia Zhen's neck was completely pierced, but his eyes were still staring at the old man sword, and the blood in his pupils continued to accumulate as if he was about to flow a blood fountain.

The old man drew his sword, and Fu Xia Zhen pressed his jaw and stuck the blood-colored long sword.

At this time, the blood-colored long sword also quickly shone with blood light, and began to frantically absorb Fu Xia Zhen's vitality, but Fu Xia Zhen's appearance remained unchanged at all, and the black mud on his body kept surging.

Under the protection and infection of the ancient demons, the resurrected Fu Xia is really invincible, invincible to all shots, and immortal to ten thousand poisons!

And at the same time that the old man of the sword was pinned, the army of the dead had already rushed in front of Manjushri.

"There is no forgiveness. "

Manjushri frowned, and the old monk looked at the army of the dead swarming from all directions, chanted a Buddha horn, and began to chant Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Manjushri Dharma moved, his hands left the top and bottom of the goddess, slowly drew a circle, its movements were extremely slow, but you could see the edges of the two hands gradually pull out the afterimage of the arms, and when the hands were completely closed, Manjushri Dharma gave birth to ten thousand hands.

The Bodhisattva of Ten Thousand Hands is compassionate and sitting.

"There is no forgiveness. "

The old monk said again.

Manjushri moved, ten thousand arms swung out, and the army of the dead who were about to touch the true body of the Dharma was instantly slapped away by the terrifying golden giant hand, crushed into dust, and the ten thousand hands were many but not mixed, and they were dazzling at a terrifying speed.

The Buddha has no compassion and ten thousand hands in the palm of his hand, and within 10,000 meters, all living beings are lost!

At the same time, on Fu Xia Zhen's side, the old man of the sword stopped drawing his sword, he let go of the blood-colored long sword in his hand, then closed his eyes and sat down on the spot.

Fu Xia Zhen stretched out his hand and pulled out the blood-colored long sword in his neck and squeezed it tightly to keep it for himself, but the blood-colored long sword fiercely drew an amazing arc of blood, and almost beheaded Fu Xia Zhen by a fraction of a second.

Fu Xia was really furious, raised his hand and slapped it again, trying to directly slap the old man of the sword sitting on the ground with one palm!

"Sword!

With a thunderous shout, two long swords broke through the air, nailing Fu Xia Zhen's hands to the ground in an instant!

This was just the beginning, followed by a downpour of sword rain, and the dense flying swords in the sky fell with a momentum that pierced everything, interspersed with Fu Xia Zhen's arms, soles, body, and skull, and nailed the whole person to the ground.

Fu Xia really roared in the rain of swords, but he was soon pierced by the sword and nailed to death, and he couldn't pronounce a syllable!

However, the old man of the sword did not touch a single leaf in the sword rain, but just sat quietly, and the flying sword automatically avoided him, or swept through various gaps in his body and nailed to Fu Xia

The continuous rain of swords lasted for half a minute before it stopped, and in front of the sword sitting was already a sword mountain on the flat ground!

"Success?"

In the world of Buddha's light, almost everyone has this idea in their hearts.

I saw the old man of the sword open his eyes and sighed,

"There are no tears in the sky. "

A hideous bloody hand stretched out in the Sword Mountain, pierced the heart of the Sword Old Man, and pulled the Sword Old Man into the Sword Mountain with another draw.

"Boom-"

Sword Mountain Collapses!

A humanoid figure walked out in the scattered rain of swords, and the body with thousands of holes was constantly filled with black mud and white bones, and finally condensed into a clear human form.

It's still Fu Xia Zhen, his eyes are red, and he is inhuman.

He walked into the Buddha realm in a no-man's land, and as soon as he stepped into a step, the golden giant palm instantly slapped him away, and he flew for a thousand meters before falling.

Fu Xia Zhen stood firm, accelerated, and rushed into the Buddha domain again, and between a thousandth of a breath, he was slapped out again, this time his neck was broken, but he fell more than half a meter in front of the original footprint.

Then he stood firm again and accelerated.

Crazy back and forth, I saw Fu Xia Zhen being pulled out of the golden Buddha palm again and again, but he would always be resurrected with full blood, and the distance in the Buddha domain was also advancing step by step.

The Ten Thousand Hands Manjushri Bodhisattva was on the Dharma, and the old monk breathed steadily, quietly looking at Fu Xia Zhen who rushed again.

Fu Xia Zhen rushed into the Buddha Domain, stepped on the Xuanao footwork, entered a hundred meters in a hundredth of a second, dodged thirty-five thousand palm blows, and then the thirty-five thousand and one palm blows swung towards his right side, about to hit.

At this time, Fu Xia Zhen stretched out his hand and smashed into the golden giant palm from the right side with the height of the mountain peak, he retreated a hundred meters, and stopped his steps when he was about to fly out of the Buddha Domain one centimeter ago!

Immediately after that, another palm came to his right side! And at this time, Fu Xia Zhen's right hand drew a full moon and blasted towards the Buddha's palm!

One-handed swordless meditation on the Great Day Sword Technique.

Mo was also surprised.

Buzz————

The two Buddha palms were taken by Fu Xia Zhen, and just for a moment, he opened the two Buddha palms with a roar and rushed out before the Buddha palms closed at the speed of light!

Ten thousand palms in the Buddha Domain roared together! The target was only Fu Xia Zhen alone! The army of the dead rushed into the Buddha Domain again and climbed the Dharma of Manjushri Bodhisattva!

There is almost no gap in the continuous bombardment of ten thousand palms, but it is only "almost", Fu Xia Zhen can accurately grasp the "almost nothing" gap with every movement, dodge it, and move forward, during which his body even shrank into a meat ball the size of a fingernail against common sense, and the next moment it expands and restores, then hides, and then advances.

Inhuman.

"Of course it's not human...... Mo Yi thought quietly in his heart, because Fu Xia Zhen was the same as the Heavenly Maiden, the old man of the sword, and the old monk-

It's immortals.

So Mo Yi got up with his sword and rushed out of the world of Buddha's light.

"You ......"

Xiao Yan, Xiao Shami, and Ying Long, who were on the spot, looked at his back in a daze, and were a little speechless.

The fairy beast green lion pounced, mighty, and wanted to swallow Fu Xia Zhen in one bite, but I saw Fu Xia Zhen jump up, press it with one hand, and press the green lion like a mountain into the earth, and in a twist, the head of the green lion was screwed off, and the bloody rain rose!

The uninterrupted Fuxia Zhen finally approached Manjushri's Dharma Appearance, he jumped high, and a black phantom suddenly rose behind him, looking like a distorted ancient demon, and the phantom was injected into his right fist, and then slammed into Manjushri's Dharma Image!

Knock –

The sound of a bronze bell crashing into it spread in all directions.

"My Buddha is compassionate. "

Finally, the old monk said.

The Ten Thousand Palms Manjushri Dharma collapsed.

The old monk was helpless, his hands folded, falling from the sky, closing his eyes and chanting.

Fu Xia really soared to 90,000 miles, his eyes were blood-red and his teeth were bloody.

"Swastika. "

The old monk opened his eyes in mid-air, pinched the Buddha seal with one hand, and a golden swastika seal instantly sealed the sky, and then suppressed it!

Fu Xia Zhen even if he continued to attack and could not break the swastika seal, was pressed by the old monk with one hand on the center of the eyebrows from the sky into the earth, and a "swastika" pit was violently shaken out on the ground, the center came out, the old monk made an array of eyes, sealed!

At this time, in the heavenly dome, the Heavenly Maiden was suspended in the air, holding her hands in her arms, the white light in it was slightly light, and her expression was as indifferent as ever.

An army of thousands of dead rose to the sky and pounced on the lonely goddess. _

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