Infinite Battle

When the monk with long eyebrows saw the eyebrow-raising stick flying backwards, his heart sank. This demon sect possesses a heavenly status and dares to go deep into the Buddha's sea of ​​suffering. Could it be that the demon sect is going to make another big move?

While the long-browed monk was thinking about this, the situation in the field suddenly changed, and the surrounding monks could no longer hold on and all flew out upside down.

Jiang Shang held dozens of eyebrow-leveling sticks on both sides of his arms. After knocking the monks away, Jiang Shang sank and landed with a crash. The eyebrow-leveling sticks held in his arms shot out towards the monks. .

At this time, with the support of Jiang Shang's violent force, the eyebrow-raising stick was like lightning, instantly piercing through the monks who were still in the air, and nailed these monks like meat skewers to the wall or house in the distance. above.

call……

Jiang Shang's extremely heavy exhalation came. With this breath, Jiang Shang instantly turned into a phantom and headed towards the still living monk. Before the monk could react, Jiang Shang's right fist was like a strong wind passing by. In an instant, it passed over the head and headed to other places.

When the strong wind brought by Jiang Shang's figure blew, a fountain of blood spurted out from the monk's long-disappeared head, and then floated into the distance under the strong wind brought by Jiang Shang.

Individually speaking, none of these monks could withstand Jiang Shang's punches and kicks, killing dozens of people in a row. The few remaining people had gathered together and held the blood-stained eyebrow-level stick tightly in their hands. of.

Jiang Shang's eyes swept across the yard and went straight to the remaining five people. At this time, in this super-limited powerful state, Jiang Shang took one step at a time. He was so powerful that it was unimaginable. The wind pressure from Jiang Shang came towards his face. , causing all the five monks to narrow their eyes slightly.

Jiang Shang rushed all the way and came to a place less than ten meters away from a few people. He stepped hard and jumped into the air. He raised his left leg high and turned into a battle ax, slashing at the five monks. .

The eyebrow-high stick that came together to parry was instantly transformed into countless pieces of wood under Jiang Shang's violent battle ax blow. Then, under the wind pressure of Jiang Shang's left leg, it was directed towards the five monks on the ground. Roll down.

The left-leg battle ax in the air went straight forward, directly along the heads of the two people in the middle, and landed with a bang. The two people who were directly hit turned into flesh from their heads, and exploded in all directions, blasting all around them. The three of them were covered in mud.

The three people around him were knocked into the air by the aftermath of Jiang Shang's leg. Before the three people could fly out, Jiang Shang grabbed one with his left and right hands, and ejected the rest with his right leg. The person volleyed and exploded, and then used his left and right hands to slam the monk in his hand towards the ground, exploding a piece of bricks and rocks.

call……

With a burning breath,

The ultra-limit secret method in the body was cut off, and a feeling of extreme weakness came. However, under the repair of flesh and blood, as the injury healed, the side effects of this ultra-limit secret method gradually faded away as the martial arts became stronger and stronger. It becomes weaker and less effective.

Looking around, I saw that the long-browed monk had disappeared without knowing when. The entire front yard of the Main Hall was now covered with a layer of meat and mud. The dignified and pure place was now like the land of Shura. How could it be? Ridiculous.

Jiang Shang took a short rest and then headed in the other direction of the temple. Monk Zhixin and Monk Zhizhi had been escaping for a while. It was impossible to catch up at this time, not to mention Zhixin Shenfaji. Quickly, just being familiar with the terrain would put Jiang Shang beyond his reach.

Searching all the way, there was no grass growing wherever they went. The smarter novices had already disappeared, and some simple and honest ones were like this. Jiang Shang stood in front of him. Although the fear in his eyes could not be concealed, he was sitting cross-legged. Sitting there, I muttered something, which was the Vajra Bodhi Heart Sutra.

Jiang Shang looked at the little novice monk in front of him, squatted down, looked into the little novice monk's eyes, and asked in a deep voice

"Where is your Buddha?"

Jiang Shang's words, which were comparable to asking the Buddha's heart, made the little novice monk stop chanting sutras, and then he said

"Amitabha, the little monk's Buddha is in his heart."

After saying that, he immediately started to recite the Vajra Bodhi Heart Sutra, and even closed his eyes to prevent Jiang Shang from seeing the fear in his heart.

Jiang Shang's eyelids drooped, he stood up slowly, and said coldly

"What a Buddha in my heart."

Before he finished speaking, his right leg swept out, blowing the little monk's leg apart. Jiang Shang looked at the flesh and blood that had turned into flesh and scattered on the ground. The monk's robe fell in the air.

Jiang Shang turned around with an expressionless face and headed towards the Main Hall. Exploded wreckage could be seen everywhere along the way. He came to the door of the Main Hall, walked towards the main hall, and pulled out the eyebrow-leveling stick on the door frame.

After entering the main hall, the Buddha statue on the Buddhist altar in the dark was staring directly at Jiang Shang. The long-browed monk who had gone to an unknown place earlier knelt down in front of the Buddha statue and knocked with his right hand. Holding a wooden fish, holding a Buddhist bead in his left hand.

"The evil spirits outside the body, looking inside oneself, the original cause is there, Ling Ran is not able to overcome it,..."

Buddhist scriptures that Jiang Shang had never heard of came from the mouth of the long-browed monk, ignoring Jiang Shang who came behind him.

Jiang Shang came behind the long-browed monk with an eyebrow-leveling stick in his hand, stopped, looked at the huge Buddha statue in front of him, and shouted:

"Has your Buddha ever told you that this calamity will happen today?"

Jiang Shang's words made the monk with long eyebrows pause in speaking Buddhist scriptures. He sighed, stood up slowly, and looked at Jiang Shang.

"Donor, you can kill people with just a nod, so why do you want to break my Buddha's heart? The Buddha is just a clay sculpture, so why would you tell me anything?"

"Then what's the point of believing in this Buddha?"

"The world is full of suffering, and faith is nothing more than spiritual sustenance. As a member of the demon sect, why should the donor ask, Amitabha, knowingly? It is a sin."

"Haha, in the end, the person who sees the most clearly is you who has been worshiping the Buddha the longest. It's really ridiculous."

"Donor, there is no need to say these words. I know that I am no match for the donor, and I cannot stop what happened today. I can only apologize with death. In this way, I am worthy of the sect's cultivation of me, Amitabha."

After the long-browed monk finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged on the futon, clasped his hands together, and began to recite the Buddhist sutra that Jiang Shang had never heard before.

The eyebrow-raising stick in Jiang Shang's hand shook, and the stick pierced the long-browed monk's chest, lifting him into the air. Such an injury did not make the long-browed monk's expression change, and he just looked at Jiang Shang with a dull look.

Jiang Shang's arm holding the stick shook, and suddenly he threw the eyebrow-raising stick in his hand towards the Buddha statue on the Buddhist altar. A sound broke through the air. The eyebrow-raising stick took the body of the long-browed monk directly through the There is gold foil on the chest of the Buddha statue, and the body of the long-browed monk is hung on it.

Jiang Shang turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple. After tonight's battle, when Monk Zhixin arrives at his sect, he will report Jiang Shang's appearance. From now on, in this sea of ​​suffering, there will probably be no place for him, Jiang Shang. at.

All the way to the temple gate, Jiang Shang looked back at the inner courtyard of the temple where the smell of blood was soaring, and then walked towards the distance without looking back.

Jiang Shang already knew the general information about this world, and tonight's battle with the wise monk also made Jiang Shang understand that the masters in this world may far exceed the masters in other worlds before him.

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