The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 131 The Goddess Statue Disappeared In The Great Dao Sect of All Heavens Chapter 131 He appeared just after you sang! The spear stabbed straight in, and Huiguo's face flashed with surprise, and the palm of the hand was pressed with golden light, and the muscles in the palm beat frantically, and the thick and fierce internal force burst out.

The air wall is slamming down!

boom!

The next moment, the air waves howled, like the waves of the sea.

In an instant, the earth outside the cottage swayed, billowing smoke and dust everywhere.

Between the two, it seemed that a Category 12 hurricane rose sharply, and the corpses around them were thrown into the air.

"this man"

Zhao Yanyan, Dongmenruo's expression changed, and he was extremely shocked.

I never thought that a person I met on the road would actually be able to fight against the evil monk Huiguo!

The air of smoke and dust swept between them, and the two of them could faintly see that where the two collided, the ground under their feet turned inch by inch, and an unknown amount of soil and rocks splashed.

The two thought to themselves, even if the two of them joined forces to face the dragon-elephant Vajra mudra, if they didn't hide, there would be only a dead end!

How dare this An Qisheng resist?

"what?"

Between the smoke and dust, Huiguo only felt that the surging internal force was pierced by the spear!

The spear that has not yet been fired gives him an unparalleled sense of sharpness!

Can his already invulnerable horizontal practice kung fu resist this gun? He flipped his arms and pressed his arms, opened his thick five fingers one by one, pressed them down, avoided the gun head, and wanted to hold the gun body!

"Humph!"

An Qisheng was a little surprised that the gun hadn't completely pierced the air wall, but when he saw the hand holding the gun back, he couldn't help snorting.

The arm holding the spear turned abruptly.

hum~

Turning it around, Huiguo only felt that the spear in the palm of his hand seemed to have turned into an evil dragon that was reviving from a deep sleep and wanted to choose someone to devour.

The hand clenched in reverse could not help clenching a fist, and a heavy blow deflected the spear.

Then the palm that bounced high fell from top to bottom, and was slapped again.

Still the Dragon Elephant Vajra Mahamudra!

boom!

The turbulent internal force instantly swept away the smoke and dust, and the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by the violent internal force and emptied!

At this time, I can see the disadvantages of long spears when fighting in close quarters.

In the face of the bullying slap, An Qisheng's swinging spear seemed to be unable to return no matter what.

call!

Under the raised white hair, An Qisheng's eyes were cold and his heart was calm.

When the turbulent internal force rolled in, his body moved, his footsteps took half a step back, and the long spear with the thickness of a goose egg withdrew smoothly, and the tail of the spear slammed on the ground behind him.

Then, as his arm stretched forward, the spearhead, which had never been fired, was like a raised dragon's head tearing through the smoke and dust, resisting the viscous, substance-like internal force around it.

From bottom to top, pierce Huiguo's eyebrows!

At the same time, his arm that was hanging by his side was suddenly raised to the center of his eyebrows, the joints exploded, and he lifted his arm up and walked away!

The quick response made Zhao Yanyan, who was watching the battle, excited.

And just when the two were about to collide again, Huiguo's internal force exploded in front of them!

boom!

The violent internal force exploded, and its power was even more terrifying than the explosion of a cannonball, and the sound of the sonic boom of the air flow covered all the sounds around.

Between the swaying smoke and dust, Huiguo has retreated far away by this impact, the smoke and dust have not fallen, and he has returned to the place:

"do not fight."

Between the wafting smoke and dust, the long spear hanging behind him whined, and An Qisheng looked at the little monk expressionlessly:

"If you say no to fight, then you won't fight?"

Even so, he didn't do it again.

The little monk's internal strength is unbelievable, even far beyond Kong San, who has absorbed the internal strength of many people. He did not take advantage of the two collisions.

Huiguo blinked her eyes innocently:

"You and I have no grievances and no grudges, why fight?"

"No injustice?"

An Qisheng's eyelids jumped, and the spear in his palm tightened.

Step, stand tall, lean forward!

After swept ten feet, the long spear protruded, like a battlefield warrior riding a tall horse, and the condescending one wanted to stab the soldier blocking the road with one shot:

"Are you kidding me?!"

No injustice and no grudge against me?

After the fight, say there is no injustice?

What a mess!

woohoo~

The violent friction between the airflow and the cold iron spear made the sound of death!

People move with guns, guns take advantage of people,

The man and the spear were united, and in an instant, the long spear was already approaching Huiguo.

"No more, no more."

Huiguo shook her head again and again.

Under the direct thrust of the spear, his body did not hide, not only that, but before the spear reached his body, his burly body was more like a deflated ball.

In an instant, he turned back to his thin, slender appearance.

hum~

Hanmang stopped three inches before his eyebrows.

Before the gun arrived, the sharp airflow had pierced Huiguo's eyebrows, and a drop of bright red blood flowed down from his eyebrows.

Make it look more spooky.

"Little monk, what do you want to do?"

An Qisheng looked indifferent, looking at the little monk as if he was crazy.

"Killing is a big taboo in my Buddhism. Although the little monk occasionally breaks his precepts, there are reasons for it. There is no grievance or enmity between Master Anshi and the little monk, so the little monk is reluctant to do it."

Huiguo clasped her hands together and recited the Buddha's name, earnestly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will stab you to death?"

An Qisheng's eyes were a little weird, and he didn't know how long the monk's brain circuit was.

"Will not."

Huiguo shook her head: "There is no grievance or enmity, how could Master Anshi kill the little monk?"

An Qisheng was unmoved, the spear still pointed between his eyebrows:

"Then why did you attack me before?"

Huiguo hesitated:

"It's a long story"

The spear trembled, and An Qisheng asked:

"Then speak slowly."

"What the little monk means is, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Huiguo stretched out her hand and lightly pressed the tip of the spear. The cold iron spear was slightly hot to the touch at this time. After firing the spear several times, the spear that had not been fired before had already fired.

huh~

An Qisheng put away his spear and suddenly smiled:

"Little monk, you are very interesting."

He had already vaguely guessed that this little monk suddenly attacked him, probably to test whether he was accustomed to robbing the spiritual scriptures one day.

After a fight, it was discovered that he hadn't practiced this skill before he stopped.

"You two, are you finished?"

At this time, Dongmen Ruocai opened his mouth cautiously.

Zhao Yanyan stood silently, looking at An Qisheng with amazement.

In her induction, the internal strength of this gun-wielding man is not strong, at least not yet to the point of condensing the seed of true qi, but she did not expect that she would be able to fight against Huiguo without being defeated.

You must know that although the Dragon Elephant Dharma Temple has fallen, the martial arts of inheritance are also the top in the world, and there are few opponents at the same level.

"No more, no more."

Huiguo shook her head.

The chilling atmosphere before had just dissipated.

Dongmen Ruo felt a little strange in his heart, but he was relieved quickly.

Huiguo people call him an evil monk rather than a demon monk, because he is just a person with eccentricities, and his person is not a demon.

If his actions fall into the devil's way, the Dragon Elephant Temple with only two people can't protect him at all.

It has already been slain by many heroes.

Where can he walk openly in Dafeng.

The sky darkened, and outside the cottage under the afterglow, a few people randomly found a clean place to sit.

An Qisheng's tone was bad:

"Little monk, you can talk now."

"Ugh."

Huiguo sighed: "This matter is a long story."

An Qisheng's temple jumped:

"Then make a long story short!"

"This starts with the inheritance of my Dragon Elephant Temple."

The little monk Huiguo sighed again:

"Seven hundred years ago, my Dragon Elephant Dharma Temple was also brilliant for a while. Later, when I encountered a spirit-snatching demon, I almost broke the inheritance. According to the meaning of the little monk, if it was broken, it would be broken.

However, the patriarch of Xiao Seng's lineage was expelled from the school, and he still remembered it. After that, he carried the inheritance of the Dragon Elephant Temple by himself. After several fights, the patriarch knew that he was not his opponent of the demon, and he turned to Daewoo at that time for help. gun owner

I don't know why, Daewoo Gunner was actually persuaded by him, and he shot the demon, but the art of seizing the spirit has been passed down."

Huiguo calmly narrated the events of seven hundred years ago, with a very calm expression.

In his narration, several people gradually came to know the reason why Huiguo tried to test An Qisheng.

"This relic was left by the patriarch."

Huiguo spread out her palm, a red relic:

"This relic was originally black. Once it encounters the successor of the Heavenly Destroying Spiritual Sutra, it will emit a red light. This is why the little monk tried to test the donor."

"Spirit in the Sky"

Zhao Yanyan and Dongmen Ruo became vigilant when they looked at An Qisheng's eyes.

Although they hadn't heard of it, from Huiguo's mouth, they also knew that this martial art was very strange and terrifying.

"Master An is not a descendant of the Spirit Seizure Sutra. His inner strength is pure and without any impurities, and he definitely did not absorb others."

Huiguo pinched the red relic and was a little puzzled:

"Perhaps, this relic is too old."

An Qisheng was speechless.

The little monk did not sense anything wrong, but he did practice the Heavenly Destroying Spiritual Sutra, but he did not take away the inner strength of others.

He was just a little surprised.

A piece of relic left seven hundred years ago, and it can still function seven hundred years later, the old monk is afraid that the realm has reached an incredible level.

And such a person, who could not do anything, was easily killed by the Daewoo shooter.

The realm of heaven and man, what kind of realm is it?

"Xiao Seng's donkey is gone, and I have to buy another one. Goodbye, all the benefactors."

Huiguo patted the dust that did not exist on the monk's robe, got up and stepped on the mans shoes and walked into the night that had completely sunk:

"In this thief's lair, the little monk only took half a tael of money to buy donkeys~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The rest will be given to Lord An."

The words floated in between.

The figure has disappeared.

"The little monk"

An Qisheng stroked the cold body of the gun and sighed inwardly:

"Just looking for another chance"

Originally this time, he also wanted to show the magic power in this capacity to divert the sight of the six doors, but when he encountered such a young monk, his plan fell through.

If he had shown his skills on the Spiritual Seizure Sutra before, I am afraid that Huiguo would have been immortal with him at this time.

"Brother An"

Dongmen Ruo was about to open his mouth.

An Qisheng's eyes suddenly condensed, and under the crimson moonlight, a person gradually approached.