Supreme Alchemy

While talking, two figures quickly came in front of Xiao Changfeng.

They were Zhitong Saint and Huizhen!

"Brother, it was him who stole the scriptures and injured me."

Huizhen still had scars on her face. She pointed at Xiao Changfeng and cried to Zhitong Saint.

"Zhitong Saint!"

Xiao Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that the Saint of Nandala Temple would actually come to him.

But he was not afraid. He was just a Saint.

Not to mention that he was already at the peak of the early stage of fusion.

Even when he was in the stage of transformation, he was not afraid.

In the battle of Beimang Mountain, Ouyang Wuliang broke through to the Emperor Wu Realm.

He was still killed by himself.

It's just that killing people here is easy to arouse the hostility of the whole people.

This is what Xiao Changfeng is afraid of.

"Donor, the Buddha treasure is the most precious treasure of our Buddhist sect. Please return it to me. As for you bullying my brother, as long as you realize your sin, my Buddha will naturally be merciful."

Zhitong Saint did not scold Xiao Changfeng right away.

At this time, he put his hands together and talked freely.

But his words also made Xiao Changfeng understand the purpose of Zhitong Saint.

It is obvious that the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique is true, and revenge for Huizhen is just a side effect.

Otherwise, he would not mention the broken scripture one after another.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Zhitong Saint's eyes flashed and looked at Tianzi Room 9.

As a Buddhist disciple, he felt the breath of the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.

Although it was very weak, it seemed not false.

"You have already practiced it?"

Zhitong Saint narrowed his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes surged.

The profound Buddhist teachings are not recorded in words, but in Buddha's light.

And Huizhen said that the scripture was already very broken.

If it is cultivated by others, then I am afraid that I will never be able to see the truth again.

Thinking of this, Zhitong Saint also became anxious.

Swish!

The figure of Zhitong Saint flashed, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the Tianzi No. 9 room.

He wanted to break in and seize the scriptures.

"Who gave you the courage to attack me?"

At this moment, Xiao Changfeng's voice sounded in his ears.

Immediately, Zhitong Saint felt a strong sense of crisis.

He crossed his hands, and his arms were shining with golden light.

Bang!

A fist hit his arm.

He was knocked back and flew out, breaking three neem trees, and finally fell into the flower bed.

"Brother!"

Huizhen's eyes were shocked, and he looked at Zhitong Saint lying in the flower bed in disbelief.

In his mind, his brother was an invincible existence.

He was actually knocked out by a punch.

This... This is simply incredible!

"Evil creature, how dare you attack me?"

The Holy Son of Zhitong suddenly jumped up from the flower bed at this time, looking at Xiao Changfeng from afar, his eyes boiling with anger.

Buddhism has a high status in Xizhou.

As the Holy Son of Nandara Temple, he is even more noble.

Except for the Tianjiao strongmen of other temples, he has never been bullied like this.

In addition to the Leiyin Jinshen technique and the hatred of his brother.

The anger in his heart that was suppressed by Buddhism instantly ignited.

"A hypocritical heart is false no matter how you look at Buddha!"

Xiao Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

He saw through the flaws of the Holy Son of Zhitong at a glance.

Although he is not a great Buddhist.

But he was the Immortal Emperor of Creation in his previous life.

The entire Buddhist sect is under his jurisdiction, and countless gods and Buddhas bow down at his feet.

It can be said that in addition to the ideal true Buddha, Xiao Changfeng's attainments in Buddhism are enough to overlook the entire Buddhism.

"Hmph, you evil demon, dare to be violent? I don't know where you are from, but you actually came to my Nandala Temple to commit violence. Today, I will subdue the demon!"

Zhitong Shengzi glared.

He knew that he had to deal with the young man in front of him before he could break in and snatch the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique.

Although the young man in front of him seemed to be in the first level of the Emperor Martial Realm.

But he had confidence in himself.

After years of practicing Buddhism, his strength has also greatly improved.

And Nandala Temple has fully trained him, which has also made him far superior to the warriors of the same level.

For the Thunder Sound Golden Body Technique, he will not hesitate to fight!

"It seems that this battle is unavoidable!"

Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly.

All the people in Xizhou believe in Buddhism, especially here is Nandala City.

If there is a real battle, there may be troubles.

"Today, I will definitely convert you."

Zhitong Shengzi shouted angrily, and then clenched his right fist and punched out.

Boom!

The golden fist light was extremely bright, and it was accompanied by the echo of Zen sound.

It was as if this punch condensed the will of thousands of monks.

"You will not live if you bring disaster upon yourself!"

Seeing that this battle was inevitable.

Xiao Changfeng also abandoned all distractions and pointed his finger to chop.

Mo Wenjian was still breaking through, and he must not let the Son of Zhitong disturb him at this time.

As for whether it would cause hostility from the whole nation.

Xiao Changfeng no longer thought about it.

Even if I was the enemy of the whole world, I couldn't retreat!

Tear!

The sword light whistled out, carrying a sharp aura, and collided with the golden fist light in mid-air.

Boom!

A roar suddenly rang out, like a thunder explosion.

The terrifying fluctuations suddenly swept across, blowing up many mandrake flowers on the ground.

And the battle fluctuations here gradually attracted the attention of other people in Baoxiangju.

"Evil creature, take my punch!"

Holy Son Zhitong rushed out and turned into a rainbow, crossing the sky and killing Xiao Changfeng.

His fists were glowing with golden light.

There is also a strong, hard, and immortal breath flowing out.

"Earth-level low-level martial arts: Maha Fist!"

Saint Zhitong shouted, and the surging spiritual energy flowed like water and gathered on his fist.

The aura of Saint Son Zhitong is different from that of ordinary warriors.

It contains Buddha's light, which has the power to be upright and destroy evil spirits.

And with this punch, a golden Buddha appeared faintly.

It is as if the golden Buddha descended to earth and evolved this fist.

Buzz!

The fist wind blew up, directly piercing the air, and a harsh sound broke out.

The mandala flowers around were blown to the point of collapse.

Even though Huizhen was far away, her cheeks felt sore from being scratched.

"Brother is so strong, this punch will definitely defeat him."

Huizhen was shocked, but even more excited.

He believed that his brother's punch would definitely win.

After all, his brother is the Holy Son!

"It's only superficial and flashy."

Xiao Changfeng glanced at it and commented casually.

He raised his right hand.

The White Tiger Diamond Body was used, and a faint white-gold light lit up above the fist.

With a fierce and unrivaled power that destroys everything.

boom!

The White Tiger Divine Fist struck out, causing Huizhen to be dazzled in an instant.

It was as if I saw a white tiger fighting against the sky and the earth, rushing towards the golden Buddha.

Soon, the two fists collided together.

The golden Buddha is brilliant, but it can't hold on at this time.

It collapsed quickly, but looking back at the white tiger's shadow, it was full of fighting spirit and would never be extinguished.

boom!

In Huizhen's disbelieving eyes.

Holy Son Zhitong was knocked away by a punch and hit a nearby room. The room immediately collapsed and was submerged.

Defeat the Holy Son with one punch!