Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

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"Hehe... young people are a little angry, let them play, wait for the host to come and ask him to solve it."

"The Holy Body in the World? I say Chu Tianhao, you picked up the Yaoguang Holy Land We have found a treasure."

"The Buddha's son should have inherited the Dharma of the past Buddha, right? The golden body and precious appearance, great blessings, it seems that you, old monk, have cultivated a good seedling."

"..."

On the high platform The Saint Lords were all chatting and laughing, except Saint Lord Yaoguang and Saint Lord Tianji, who showed their arms and rolled up their sleeves, and shouted, "Zuo Yuanfei, kick his ass! Can a little bald donkey really defeat you?! "

"Wei Zhenbin! Are you holding a big stick like a statue? Beat him! Beat him! Hit his bald head hard!"

The two saints were so disregarding their image that they were "giving advice" to their own disciples.

This made the Wuxiang Saint Lord beside him so angry that he was about to give birth to a Buddha and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but this was the territory of the Yaoguang Holy Land. He wanted to get angry, but was afraid of being beaten.

Not to mention that there was also a crazy Tianji Saint Lord.

This How are the two different from the bandits at this moment?

Zuo Yuanfei and the Buddhist son in the audience used their spiritual power to fight each other, and the strange phenomenon exploded into golden lotuses in the air.

The battle between the two young geniuses was so terrifying that ordinary All the disciples stared at this scene with wide eyes.

"Amitabha! Although this is the territory of your Yaoguang Holy Land, don't blame me for being so rude, Mr. Zuo!"

After saying this, the golden light on the Buddha's body became brighter. , the Sanskrit chanting in his mouth became faster and faster. From afar, the entire martial arts training ground was covered with Buddha light, and the Buddha image in the sky became larger and larger.

The Buddha seemed to have a supernatural power. He held the Dharma seal with both hands and made a A look of compassion.

Then, with a loud rumbling sound, the huge Buddha image slapped Zuo Yuanfei down with one palm.

"Bald donkey, you are rude to Junior Master, you deserve to die! Today, I will kill the Buddha!!!" Zuo Yuanfei was not afraid of the Buddha's palm that was coming down on him. His muscles bulged layer by layer, and the golden blood energy that belonged to the holy body surrounded his whole body.

The terrifying divine power surged, like an immortal divine furnace burning the heavens.

The golden fist suddenly rushed towards The big handprint in the air blasted over. At the moment the fist hit, the sound of sonic booms continued to fill the ears. The sea of ​​suffering in the sky boiled, and the golden lotus descended.

Boom!!!

Finally, the fist and the Buddha's palm collided with each other.

Crack, crack, crack... The huge Buddha's palm broke apart the moment it touched Zuo Yuanfei's fist.

This scene made all the geniuses around look heavy-hearted.

"Is Zuo Yuanfei's body so strong? Is he some ancient beast?"

"The power of the holy body is really amazing. I wonder if he can catch my sword!"

"The Buddhist disciple of the Wuxiang Holy Land is said to be an ancient Buddha. Reincarnation, it seems that it can't take advantage of the holy body. "

"Ancient Buddha reincarnation? You are the only one who believes this."

"..."

Boom!

The big explosion continued, Zuo Yuanfei's eyes widened, golden The flames burned in his pupils, and he pressed his fist against the Buddha's palm without feeling any effort.

"Hah!!!"

Accompanied by a roar, the huge Buddha's palm was directly smashed by the golden fist.

"Huh?!"

Both hands The Buddhist who was holding his palms together was also very surprised. He knew that the holy body was very strong, but he didn't expect that he could resist his ancient Buddha palm with only the strength of the flesh.

Then what happened next...

Bang!!!

Just when the Buddhist was about to attack with all his strength At that moment, I suddenly felt a shock at the back of my head, followed by pain and a feeling of fainting throughout my body.

He turned his head inexplicably and saw Wei Zhenbin, who was wearing smoky makeup, holding a big stick and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You... Wei Zhenbin, what are you doing?"

"Ah?"

Wei Zhenbin looked at the Buddha in surprise. Zi, murmured: "Did I use too little strength?"

Then, the veins on his hands bulged, and the black spiritual power surrounded the big stick, and he slammed it hard at the bald man in front of him.

No I don't know if the Buddhist is confident in his golden body, or if he was stunned by the blow just now and didn't react, he actually let the big stick in Wei Zhenbin's hand hit his bald head.

Ding! ! !

This time the sound resounded through the sky .

"What a magic weapon!"

Wei Zhenbin looked at the big stick in his hand, which was made of unknown material, with admiration.

On the other hand, the Buddha's golden body was shaky at this time, and his white bald head was red, and it had even begun to seep out. Blood.

"Wei... Wei Zhenbin!"

The Buddhist child gritted his teeth and looked at the Son of Heavenly Secret in front of him, furious.

"I'm sorry,

You won't be angry, will you? I just want to try and see if your head is good. Now it seems... um! It's really good! Come on, let me try again!"

After saying that, Wei Zhenbin held the stick in both hands and planned to hit the Buddha's head again.

"How dare you, you bastard!!!"

The Wuxiang Saint on the stage couldn't sit still!

The Buddha's son was bullied like this. It was obviously a fair competition with the Holy Body, but Wei Zhenbin attacked from behind!

He is simply not a human being!

The aura of the Saint Realm caused the world to lose its color. The Wuxiang Saint was obviously going to take action, but he forgot that there was a Jun Moyan who was staring at him next to him.

"How dare you, old Deng!!!" "

Jun Moyan saw that the Wuxiang Saint Lord was going to attack his own Saint Son, how could he bear it? The whisk in his hand swung out a burst of black air, which directly wrapped the Wuxiang Saint Lord.

"You..."

The Wuxiang Saint Lord had been focusing on his own Buddhist son before, which resulted in Jun Moyan's sneak attack, and a whisk hit him on the head.

Dang!

The black air splashed out in all directions, and Jun Moyan smiled and said: "Hahahaha, worthy of being a master and disciple, both have a good start! My disciples are knocking down below, so I'll knock up from above!"

"Jun Moyan, I must fight you to the death today!"

The Wuxiang Saint Lord was also aroused.

Good guy, I ignore you, do you really think I'm afraid of you!

It's useless for anyone to come today, this fight must be fought!

Seeing that the two Saint Lords were about to fight, the Saint Lords on the side hurriedly came up to stop the fight.

"Alright, alright! It's all about the younger generation. Let the host decide when he arrives."

"You're already hundreds of years old. It's not okay for the younger generation to laugh at you!"

"Yes, yes, calm down. Why are you so angry?"

"..."

The Wuxiang Saint and Jun Moyan were stopped directly. The former roared: "Chu Tianhao, you can stop the fight if you want to. What do you mean by kicking me when you can?!"

"Ah?"

The Yaoguang Saint pretended to be innocent: "I didn't notice it. It might be an accident. Why are you so petty? Just kick me! You won't die. "

"You, you, you..."

Swish...

Just as the people on the stage were fighting, a stream of light flashed by.

Zixiao arrived.

He was dressed in a black robe, with golden cloud patterns flowing at the corners, and purple and silver hair fluttering in the wind.

His handsome face was filled with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

Standing in the air, he was like a banished immortal.

And the moment Zixiao appeared, countless eyes were cast on him.

There was curiosity, anger, murderous intent, and admiration...