Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 131 Evil Ghost Ning Gang

  A white light flashed, and Ma Liangcai's knife was much faster than expected.

  But for Li Chen, it's just not that slow.

  Praying for the Buddha's body method to be used, the snow-white monk's robe was stretched out, as if practicing white in the wind, just a feint, and easily let go.

   Immediately he stood still, his left palm suddenly protruded.

   This palm seems to be light and light, and it seems to be improvised.

  But Ma Liangcai immediately felt his qi stagnate all over his body, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

  crack~

   Without waiting for the knife to be returned, he quickly retreated a few steps.

  Ma Liangcai is in the acquired state of Dzogchen, only one step away from releasing the innate qi.

  He didn't leave any room for the knife just now. After all, in the name of Shasheng Temple, underestimating the enemy is self-destruction.

   But I didn't expect that the other party not only dodged the knife easily, but also responded with his own palm.

  It was obviously a hasty blow, but he defended with all his strength, but he had to take several steps back to let go of his remaining strength.

  Ma Liangcai hurriedly drew back his long saber, and stood close to his body, his eyes already full of apprehension: This monk has such pure skills.

  Not only Ma Liangcai, but Li Chen was also very surprised at this time, the palm just now was indeed his hasty strike.

  But the true energy on his body is like a torrent, combining with the power and coming out through the body, the power is even more powerful than before.

  He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and only then did he realize that the "Bacchus" zhenqi in his body was originally majestic and vigorous, but the alcoholic nature was often weak and not pure enough.

  However, by practicing the method of "brewing", the true qi is like wine syrup. After steaming, it becomes extremely pure. It can be said that the true qi is the peak of the innocence in the world, whether it is in quantity or quality.

  So when one palm is swung, the true energy is combined, and the strength of the palm is really amazing.

  Ma Liangcai knew that his true energy was not dominant, so when he looked hard, he paid attention to using fast to beat slow.

  The long knife in his hand held a blade, and three or four shadows of the knife appeared, pointing at Li Chen's face, neck, chest and abdomen respectively.

  Three shadows with one knife, it is obvious that Ma Liangcai also worked hard.

  Three positions, any one can be fatal.

   On the other hand, Lichen didn't panic at all, as if he could predict the enemy's plane first, his feet swayed slightly, and he dropped the three knives in the empty space.

  He has "The Magic of Listening to Truth" and the method of viewing movies, both of which have miraculous insights, and he is least afraid of subtle moves.

  "The Jue of Changing Business by Cause and Effect" exerted the gravitational force, and Ma Liangcai's saber was exhausted, but he couldn't hold it back. He half turned his body for a while, staggered on his feet, and missed another move.

   Naturally, Li Chen would not let go of this good opportunity, and just wanted to kill him.

  Suddenly felt a dark wind blowing behind him.

  He frowned, ignoring Ma Liangcai in front of him, and hurriedly resorted to the method of crossing the shadow, moving a few feet away.

  Looking intently, the man was dressed in black and cloaked, his face could not be seen clearly, and there was a crow standing on his shoulder.

  Ghost Crow Messenger He Cangwu.

  When Ma Liangcai saw the visitor, he staggered to the front and saluted: "Ma Liangcai sees the messenger."

   Li Chen's eyes were fixed, and he knew it in his heart.

   Over the years, the Ghost Sect has been known as the number one religion in the Southern Wilderness, and it has taken over the hills everywhere. All followers are included under the Ghost Sect and become branches. Those who do not follow will be exterminated.

  That's why the Ghost Sect has countless fans in the Southern Border Demonic Dao.

   Black Wind Castle is one of them.

  When Ma Liang saw the thigh coming, he was relieved immediately. This little life was finally recovered.

  He Cangwu had no intention of responding to him at all, but just fixed his eyes on the monk in front of him, slightly surprised in his heart: this monk was able to avoid my attack from behind.

   Lichen held the rosary in one hand, and stood in front of his chest with the other.

   Fighting belongs to fighting, and the image of Shasheng Temple is established by me.

  Sasshoji, courtesy first.

  Principle, cannot be changed.

   "Amitabha, good and good."

   "Is there any misunderstanding between the donor and the monk?"

  He Cangwu remained motionless, and said in a cold voice: "A month ago, a disciple in my teaching was suddenly attacked by someone, and he lost all his blood and died."

   Speaking of which, under the cloak, a pair of eyes were revealed, shooting out two cold lights.

   "In the whole world, who else has such means."

  What he meant was to target Shasheng Temple.

  The skills of the Shasheng Temple are mostly related to blood. In the whole world, the only one that can instantly melt the blood of a monk is the Shasheng Temple.

  It's just that Li Chen felt tense in his heart, more than a month ago... It seems to coincide with the time when the Sutra Pavilion of the Shasheng Temple caught fire.

  At that time, everyone thought that those flames were the ghostly will-o'-the-wisps of the Ghost Sect.

   Didn't expect a similar thing to happen in Ghost Cult.

  It seems that behind these two incidents, someone is indeed manipulating.

  His purpose is to make a war between Shasheng Temple and Ghost Sect.

   Lichen proclaimed the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor may have misunderstood."

   "I, Sacrificing Temple, have not been involved in grievances and grievances for a long time, and I have no intention of harming the ghost sect. Donor, you should worry too much."

   Before he finished speaking, Ma Liangcai interrupted directly: "Monk Wuna, you still want to argue!"

   Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, he was impolite and needed training.

   Immediately, he used the method of crossing shadow and shadow escape, his figure turned into a black shadow, and appeared beside Ma Liangcai in an instant.

  Ma Liangcai's eyes widened. He couldn't figure out why he suddenly appeared here even though Lichen was two feet away a moment ago.

  The dragon chant sounded.

  A dragon-shaped phantom roared towards him.

  Ma Liangcai couldn't dodge in time, and when he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, He Cangwu pushed him away with a palm behind him.

   Then it turned into a black condensate and collided with the dragon-shaped phantom.

   bang~

  The two each took a few steps back.

  quack quack~

  He Cangwu said coldly: "Dare to act fiercely in front of me, just let me weigh the weight of Shasheng Temple."

   As soon as the words fell, the black air gathered on his body, vaguely in the shape of a one-horned ghost.

  Li Chen was not to be outdone, and said in a deep voice, "Amitabha, today is under the protection of the Buddha, and Ma Shizhu has to go to the Western Paradise to report."

  At the moment, he was full of true energy, and he didn't give the opponent time to gather his energy.

  The first palm of "Hundred Eight Worry Prayers" was played.

  The roar of the dragon came roaring.

   This palm is very imposing, and it directly hits He Cangwu's middle road door.

  He Cangwu frowned, and just wanted to dodge, but his whole body hesitated, as if no matter which side he dodged, he couldn't dodge the palm.

  Without hesitation, the black qi in his hand condensed into pitch-black ghost claws, colliding with the dragon-shaped phantom.

   bang~

  Originally, the ghost claw condensed from the innate stellar energy should have the upper hand, but no one thought that when the ghost claw was hit by the phantom in the shape of a dragon, billowing black air would overflow, which was a sign of instability.

  He Cangwu was taken aback, and his gaze was concentrated, only to find that the dragon shape seemed to be entwined with thunder.

  This is the character "Lei Yin" in "Hundred Eight Troubled Prayers", which has the effect of warding off evil spirits and is exactly the ghost killer.

   "Hey, good palm technique! It has the effect of warding off evil spirits!"

   I don't know when, a figure appeared outside the Wangwang Gorge.

  He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, a chivalrous character, with a sword behind his back, sitting down and riding a pig, he can't help sighing when he sees Li Chen's palm.

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