"Boom!"

Behind the wall of fire, a loud noise suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the wall of fire that was guarded in front of everyone burst open.

The flames were spectacular.

"Wow!"

The bursting wall of fire struck the surroundings like spikes of fireworks, and the flames instantly ignited sparks on the ground.

Although the crowd dodged far away, they were almost hit by the bursting shards.

The dry grass of late autumn and early winter instantly burned, and in the hot wind, the flames rushed forward as if they could breathe.

But no one was frightened by the blazing scene, only excitement and ecstasy, and they raised their arms and shouted before they had time to share the joy from each other's eyes.

"Coming, coming!"

"The master didn't lie to us!"

"I'm disrespectful, I'm disrespectful." The believer wailed and fanned his mouth, but there was a fire burning in his eyes.

The believers trembled with excitement, and the hope and worship that rebounded were as great as the despair.

In the thick smoke and dazzling flames, the monk's appearance loomed.

Golden.

The golden Buddha light rose to the sky, completely enveloping the monk's body, and the one standing in the distance was no longer a monk, but a Buddha from the heavenly realm.

This is not an illusion, there is a phantom image of King Ming in the golden light behind the monk.

This statue of King Ming of the Buddha has his eyes closed, his face is serious, and he has completely integrated with the monk.

The golden Buddha light is not only outside the body, but also penetrates into the monk's skin and flesh, and the weak skin of mortals can't even block the slightly sharper edge of the stone, but the monk's skin at this time seems to be made of brass metal, reflecting the scorching light, and the whole person is like a Buddha statue.

The monk grabbed Takeo's arm, his eyes shining with a dark light: "Takeo Shoubu, this is the path you chose?" ”

"You...... It's extraordinary. Feeling the huge grip on his arm, and looking at the golden man in front of him, every syllable that Takeo Shoube uttered seemed to pop out between his teeth, "It's really cunning enough." ”

He had to fake his death to become a transcendent and hit himself off guard, and this seemingly loyal monk was full of bad water.

Takeo Shoube felt that he had been deceived by the shock he had just made.

"Yes or no, I'm all me, and you."

The statue of King Ming behind the monk suddenly waved his big hand, and the volley giant palm slammed towards the defender Takeo.

"Fire Escape...... Takeo Shoubu's severed arm burned with flames, and the same simulated fist responded not to be outdone.

There was a loud bang, and the ground beneath the two of them cracked violently.

The shattered ground was raised one after another, and the surface of the ground was forcibly transformed to create a stone forest, and the two of them were the center of the shattered stone forest.

"Bang!"

Takeo Shoubu's Flame Fist exploded in the air with a loud bang, and even his right arm with flames also shattered, where could the fourth-level fire escape compare to the talent of the fifth-level immortal clan.

Defeat in one blow!

Shoubu's eyes widened, not expecting such an outcome.

But after crushing the fist of the guard, the giant palm of the Ming King statue still did not stop, and the Buddha pushed forward in the light of the Buddha.

"Squeak!"

The golden light king statue held the head of Shoubu Takeo with a giant hand, and the height of this phantom Ming King statue was ten meters, and the palm was even bigger and amazing.

At the moment when the statue of King Ming appeared, the followers in the distance were already kneeling on the ground.

"The Buddha has appeared."

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

Although Buddhism has become almost extinct in the country, it still has a strong market in East and Southeast Asia.

They are like repeaters announcing the Buddha's name, nothing more than what Amitabha Buddha is, the Bodhisattva is above, and they are not professional monks, how can they recite long Buddhist scriptures silently.

When Abe came back to life, he was not mistaken, and the monk was blessed by the Buddha behind him, shining with golden light.

Great virtuous monk, great virtuous monk.

The master had to say that he was not an extraordinary Buddhist monk, but just an ordinary monk, but fortunately, none of them believed the master's obviously humble words.

Thinking of the rumors of the master's almsgiving in Tokyo, the emotional servants in the crowd couldn't help but have wet eyes: "This is the real enlightened monk." ”

The Buddha has compassion and lifelong equality, but there are also times when Vajra is angry!

"The heart is like a painter, painting all kinds of five yin, in all the world, it is impossible not to be pretentious."

King Ming threw another punch and hit the guard in the abdomen.

"Boom!"

Brilliant golden light exploded from behind the guards, and the heavens and the earth roared.

That is, the extraordinary physique is different from ordinary people, otherwise a weak person will be pierced in an instant with a punch.

"Roar!"

There are flames gathered behind the guard, and the waves of flames sweep the heavens and the earth, condensing into a huge dragon head, even the statue of King Ming looks petite in front of this dragon head.

In the officially-led Momobe Takeo promotional video, the ferocious flame dragon appears more than once or twice.

When the dragon roars and attacks, it is enough to generate the power to destroy the world!

But the monk still only threw his fist firmly.

"Boom!"

A punch hit the abdomen, and the heavenly dragon's head howled in grief dissipated instantly.

"Poof!"

Takeo Shoubu spat blood from his mouth, and his body was as rickety as a prawn.

A punch shatters the extraordinary.

The people kneeling in the rear were dumbfounded, the battle between the monk and the Takeo Moribe was not what they had imagined.

There is not too much light pollution, no waves, and no shame in shouting the name of the move.

The monk is like a monk knocking on a wooden fish in a temple, and King Ming is like punching Takeo Shoubu in the body.

Like a farmer chopping wood in the mountains, his unpretentious attacks are staggering.

This is the embodiment of the absolute suppression of strength, and I will only punch you if you change a thousand times.

Only the golden Buddha statue and the waving fist were left between heaven and earth, and the attack speed of the fist was not fast, but each punch was strong and powerful.

The head was pinched, and Takeo Moribe struggled to resist at first, but after three punches, he was inactive, swaying like a ragdoll in the fists of the statue of the king.

"Whew."

The helicopter in the sky was pulled up high but did not dare to stay away, it was the eyes of the government, and there was no way to walk away, but fortunately, the Buddhist sect on the ground did not attack them.

Looking at Takeo Moratori, who was easily defeated, the helicopter crew members were already speechless with horror, which was different from what they had imagined.

The eyes of the upper echelons of Tokyo were already on the mainland of Mishu and the most important event in the world at the same time with the bombardment of the city with the final weapon, but the sudden change on the Miura Peninsula surprised everyone, and the flames extinguished in front of their homes actually burned fiercely again.

It's not a small fire, it's a big fire, it's an emergency.

"This ...... How can it be...... It turned out to be truly extraordinary! ”

"Takeo Moribe was defeated with one move?"

"Buddhism is extraordinary! Behind him is a statue of King Ming. ”

"Hiss......"

Takeo, who was pinned on by the government and lived up to his mission many times, was defeated so easily.

Looking at the statue of King Jin Guangguang behind the monk, the calves and stomachs of the upper class of Tokyo, who were somewhat superstitious, began to tremble, and many of them enshrined different Buddha-figures in their homes.