I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Buddhism has its dharma body, and martial arts has its emperor.

Martial arts powerhouses who surpass the realm of the ninth realm kings are called martial arts emperors.

The first realm of Emperor Wu is also known as the tenth realm of martial arts practice, and it is called: Chasing the Deer.

Those who chase the deer regard the whole world as a deer.

Yu Zi is naturally even more insignificant.

The incomparable domineering arrogance of the kingly way is further condensed and elevated, turning into the aura of the emperor, directly treating practitioners from the first to the ninth realms as nothing.

Facing an opponent with a lower cultivation base than himself, he is truly invincible and irresistible.

Competing in martial arts is the same as Buddhism, one attack and one defense. Among the various cultivation paths beyond the ninth realm, they can be regarded as the two most restrained types for practitioners from the first to ninth realms.

Now that the two are colliding, it depends on their respective cultivation attainments.

In the distance, on the wall of the fourth outer city of Chang'an, Shen Herong hid his figure and looked over here.

On the hood on her head, there are blue sky eyes hidden.

"I used to think that Wu Yun would be the first to become the soul of the Taoist school, but I didn't expect that Wu Dao would take the first step and become the Martial Emperor." Shen Herong didn't pay much attention to Master Faning, but more than half of his attention was on Mr. Wu Yun.

"You missed it."

In Qingtian's eyes, Zhang Dongyun's calm voice came out.

Shen Herong raised his eyebrows: "Don't be the eldest brother, you help him secretly, right?"

"I'm not that boring." Zhang Dongyun's voice was calm.

On the top of the city wall, the girl looked suspicious.

In the distance, under the protection of the Dharma body of Buddhism, Master Fanning's expression finally became a bit dignified.

He looked at Mr. Wu Yun and clasped his palms together: "My Buddha is merciful, are you the Lord of Chang'an City?"

Mr. Wu Yun's face was indifferent: "How can this old man be compared with His Majesty? How dare you think that you can work for my Majesty to do it yourself?"

Fanning didn't get angry when he heard the words, but his expression was more solemn than before.

The old man in black who is already the Martial Dao Emperor in front of him,

Unexpectedly, he is not the Lord of Chang'an City.

That shows that the strength of Chang'an City Lord's cultivation is even higher than that of the black-clothed old man.

Master Faning, who was born in a famous Buddhist monastery in Central China, didn't take much notice of the seven kingdoms in the eastern border, which had always been weak.

Chang'an overthrew the Eastern Tang and invaded the Western Chu. In his opinion, it was nothing more than secular dynasties fighting each other.

But now that he realized that there were at least two strong men above the ninth level in Chang'an, Master Fanning immediately put away his contempt.

"The poor monk is here to see your majesty, to resolve the conflict between you and me, please forgive the poor monk and fellow disciples of Chang'an City Lord."

Master Fanning continued: "Your Excellency, please also report on your behalf."

Mr. Wu Yun said coldly: "You sneaked in first, followed by Ming Chuang, and you still have the face to ask His Majesty? Your only ending is to be taken down, and to serve Chang'an to atone for your sins just like your fellow disciples."

Master Fanning clasped his palms together again: "Then please forgive the poor monk for leaving this time. When your anger subsides, the poor monk will visit again next time."

After all, the seemingly huge dharma body floated to avoid Mr. Wu Yun and left to the west.

A sneer appeared on Mr. Wu Yun's face, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Master Fanning's Dharma Body.

Compared with speed, Emperor Wu's advantage is too great, coming and going like lightning, and the Dharma body of Buddhism grows lotus every step of the way, and he can't beat the opponent in speed.

Master Fanning had expected this, and he didn't expect to leave safely with just one step.

Under his palms together, there is boundless light, compressed and contained between the two palms.

In the next moment, the infinite light shines.

Under the casting of the Great Light Mantra, the unique Buddhist teaching in Lingguang Temple, the Buddha's light filled the four directions.

Master Fanning's Dharmakaya also became bigger because of this.

The Dharma Body, which was originally only three feet high, was now over thirty feet tall.

The palm of the Buddha stretched out, as if covering the sky and the sun.

But there is no darkness, only infinite light, so that Mr. Wu Yun's eyes are completely white, and he can't see other scenes.

Master Fanning knew that his opponent was extraordinary after he had faced his opponent with a palm before, so if he fought again at this moment, he would directly use the great supernatural power of the Great Light Curse to subdue Mr. Wu Yun.

The Lord of Chang'an, who is stronger than the current opponent, may appear at any time, and Master Fanning has no intention of fighting with him to the end.

Therefore, after repelling the opponent with the Great Light Curse, the next step is Master Fanning, who is ready to run away with oil on the soles of his feet.

It is right to return to the temple quickly and invite more fellow disciples and elders to come to help.

With him alone, it is absolutely impossible to subdue Chang'an and rescue Faxin master and apprentice.

However, just as Fanning was about to take a step to leave, his 100-meter-tall Dharma Body vibrated as a whole.

The next moment, it was even more shaky.

Facing the immeasurable light in front of him, Mr. Wu Yun was not polite, and just punched out.

The terrifying explosiveness exploded in the center of the Buddha's palm.

The eyes were bright, and suddenly a hole appeared.

The blazing energy first erupted, and then it continued continuously, deriving into a terrifying fire, which could actually burn the light!

The Buddha's palm condensed with infinite light began to be swallowed by the raging fire.

When the powerful force shook Master Fanning's 100-meter Dharma body, he also felt a sharp burning pain mentally.

However, at such a critical moment, Master Fanning was slightly stunned.

The next moment, he exclaimed: "Emperor Yan Fist! The Evil Emperor's Emperor Yan Fist!"

In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun sat in a chair, watching this scene calmly.

Mr. Wu Yun's boxing method is exactly the fire phase magical skill recorded in the "Evil Emperor's Classic", and it has been improved by Zhang Dongyun, and its power has doubled.

However, this is a unique skill that only the Emperor Wu can practice.

In contrast, there are Lei Xiang's Thunder Emperor Knife, Tian Xiang's Tiandi Sword and so on.

Zhang Dongyun has an invincible city system, of course he can also practice.

But a man cannot become a martial emperor, so using these martial arts might not necessarily be more powerful than the Heavenly Tribulation Evil Fist, Jie Fuyao and the like.

Too greedy to chew, City Master Zhang simply walked forward steadily one step at a time.

Now, let's have a good time with Mr. Wuyun.

Master Fanning was taken aback, as if he suddenly realized something.

He was in a daze, but Mr. Wu Yun didn't hesitate at all. After smashing the Buddha's palm with one punch, the next punch hit Fang Fang's chest and abdomen.

Master Fanning came back to his senses and reacted quickly, his Dharma body raised his hand to block Mr. Wu Yun's fist.

However, the result was that the palm was shattered again by the explosive force.

The palm of the Buddha that was broken before was gradually condensed into shape again under the flashing light.

But his recovery speed was not as fast as Mr. Wu Yun's punching speed.

A haze flashed across Master Fanning's eyes.

The great light mantra is useless, let alone the universal illumination and bodhi finger.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Master Fanning chanted the Buddha's name again.

In the next moment, his half-meter-tall dharma body burst into flames without being punched by Emperor Yan, Mr. Wu Yun.

The immeasurable brilliance turned into an infinite blue flame.

The flame danced extremely slowly, in Zhang Dongyun's view, it was like a slow motion of the camera.

The originally violent flame seemed to be solidified at this moment.

Shaped like glass.

The memories of the past left by the evil emperor allowed Zhang Dongyun to easily identify the opponent's methods.

Big sun glass fire.

In the past, in Leiyin Temple, only eminent monks who have cultivated Dharmakaya can master the unique knowledge of Buddhism.

Turn the light of the sun into a glazed pure fire, integrate attack and defense, burn everything it touches, and make it into extinction.

In fact, not everyone can practice the Great Sun Glazed Fire even if they are eminent Buddhist monks who have cultivated Dharmakaya.

Fanning cultivated, and his talent is really high.

It's just that he is only a dharma body at the level of "immobilization" at the moment, and it is not easy to control the Great Sun Glazed Fire.

In addition to burning the net fire, while destroying the enemy, it also caused damage to Fanning's own body.

But now he had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket, relying on the great sun and glass fire to block Mr. Wu Yun's offensive, and took the opportunity to escape by himself.

After breaking through, disperse the Buddha fire.

However, in the face of Master Fanning's flaming Dharma Body, Mr. Wu Yun had no intention of avoiding it.

In Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun himself raised his hand in the air, and punched forward casually.

Outside of the fourth outer city, Mr. Wu Yun only does one thing.

Punch.

Punch again.

A series of punches.

Keep punching!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of strengths from hundreds of Yandi fists were superimposed together, congealing but not exploding.

The terrifying and heavy fist force was like hundreds of heavy flaming meteorites falling from the sky, hitting Master Fanning's body together.

Burning a glass-colored flame, the tall Dharma Body froze in place.

There are hundreds of huge pits left on his body!

It's like one fist mark after another.

The next moment, hundreds of fist marks exploded together, exploding in a row.

The deafening sound shocked Baili.

The violent air flow surged around.

On the east side, it hit the city wall of the fourth outer city of Chang'an.

The airflow in the other three directions forms a hurricane, directly blowing all the surrounding trees down and flying.

People inside and outside Chang'an were too frightened to move, but they didn't know why.

Outside the city wall, the huge Buddha Dharma Body with a height of 100 meters was shattered on the spot.

The Boundless Glass Purification Fire was also completely extinguished.

A monk, unconscious, falls from mid-air.

With a wave of Mr. Wu Yun's hand, the monk landed in front of Tengshe Meteorite.

"take away."

The old man in black gave orders casually as if nothing had happened.

After Tengshe Meteor caught him, he lowered his head deeply: "Yes, sir."

He glanced at the monk.

Master Faning, an eminent monk of Lingguang Temple who had already formed a dharma body at the tenth level of Buddhist practice, was beaten unconscious on the spot by Mr. Wu Yun, who was at the same level.

Such cultivation base strength is really admirable.

Under Zhang Dongyun's control, he didn't hear Master Fanning's exclamation, nor did he recognize the Yandi Fist that Mr. Wu Yun used.

But he could see the power of this boxing.

At this moment, apart from admiration, Da Yao felt more in awe.

When Mr. Wu Yun returned to the city, he remained expressionless, and nodded slightly to Shen Herong in greeting: 'Miss Twelve, you are back. '

"Yeah." Shen Herong smiled: "Brother really values ​​you, and even passed Yandi Fist to you."

Mr. Wu Yun said with a serious face: "This old servant only wishes to give His Majesty a heart-to-heart in this life."

Shen Herong nodded with a smile: "Brother is really lucky to have you serving in front of him."

"I don't dare to be an old slave." The old man in black said.

After Shen Herong bid farewell to each other, they returned to Daming Palace.

Zhang Dongyun watched her enter the hall, and asked, "Is Yang Li's whereabouts?"