The Great Wisdom King sang a Buddha name, and a strange Dharma Xiang of more than three zhang high suddenly emerged behind him, compared to the Dharma of Jinguang Temple, the Dharma of this time is more huge, and what he holds in his hand is a peculiar scripture, the scripture shines with golden light, and countless Sanskrit words surround it.

"I'm as wise as I am!"

The old monk suddenly sounded Sanskrit, and the book on the law suddenly had thousands of strange scriptures, forming a colorful practice, and rolled towards the place where Chen Fan was.

It was the first time for Chen Fan to see such a magical attack method, and he couldn't help but have a more intuitive understanding of the Buddhism mentioned by Monk Baoshan.

In the face of the strange attack, Chen Fan's eyes swelled with strange light, and his hand broke off the sword and stabbed it in the air, and a strange picture suddenly unfolded.

An incredible scene appeared, the golden Sanskrit text hit the scroll, as if the pen was in the painting, the text disappeared without a trace, but the scroll gradually glowed with golden light.

"Sword Technique, Have You Learned the Nangong Family's Sword Technique?" King Da Zhiming frowned, as if in order to confirm a certain idea, his middle finger and ring finger were clasped inward, and he silently recited an obscure incantation, and the golden Dharma Mask behind him gestured, and a huge 'Buddha' word flew out from the scriptures.

A peculiar sound of chanting came out, and the Buddha characters became larger again, floating towards the top of Chen Fan's head.

Chen Fan only felt a huge forbidden power coming, and his power was disappearing sharply, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the spiritual power was frantically injected into the broken sword.

With a movement of his wrist, the broken sword turned into an afterimage above Chen Fan, and a black scroll that was several times larger than just now was formed like splashing ink, and under the interweaving of silver moonlight and Buddha light, a strange scene of yin on one side and yang on the other.

The word "Buddha" was silently suppressed.

The huge picture scroll is facing upwards.

In an instant, in the space between Chen Fan and the Great Wisdom King, countless golden pillars of light were formed that rose to the sky.

On the periphery of the pillar of light, there is an extra layer of special light, yin on one side and yang on the other!

But if you look closely, you will find that the so-called light on the periphery is actually condensed by countless sword qi, and the golden pillar of light in the middle is a three-dimensional projection of the Buddha character.

"Buzz!"

With the golden light blooming, the sweat on Chen Fan's forehead came out, and the broken sword in his hand made a dragon roar for the first time, as if he was unwilling to fall behind.

A strange suction force came from Chen Fan's palm, and before Chen Fan could react, the aura in the dantian in his body was instantly drained!!

"Scream !!"

There was a faint dragon roar in the broken sword, and a black light suddenly appeared, like a black dragon poking out of the painting, with scaly claws and a clearly visible dragon head opening its huge mouth.

Moment!

Whether it is the yin and yang in the painting, or the golden Buddha light, they all suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In Chen Fan's astonished gaze, an abrupt black dragon sword qi appeared above the head of the Great Wisdom King out of thin air.

King Dazhi Ming showed a shocked look, and the Dharma phase behind him was extremely bright, and the sutra blessed by the Dharma phase rotated drippingly, turning into a strange phalanx shining with the light of the Buddha.

"Seal!"

King Dazhi burst into applause, and a huge seal appeared.

The black dragon sword qi wailed, and was swept into the scriptures.

Chen Fanzheng was surprised that the Buddha forbidden method cultivated by the Great Wisdom King changed dramatically.

The peculiar word 'seal' buzzed and trembled, and a black sword qi spread out like a needle!

The law behind King Dazhi suddenly disappeared.

The red robe floated into the air.

"Sting!"

The robes of the treasure were barely resisted by the black sword, and they turned into thousands of debris.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

King Dazhiming's body kept retreating, his arms fluttering, forming a golden fist shadow around his body.

The strange sonorous sound was endless.

After counting the breaths.

"Poof!"

It turned out that Chen Fan couldn't withstand the strange suction of the broken sword, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood stained the broken sword red.

The black sword light suddenly disappeared.

Chen Fan's hand holding the broken sword trembled continuously, and he took out a pill with difficulty and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before Chen Fan could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of golden sound suddenly erupted in the body of King Dazhiming, as if it was a mountain across the sea.

"Poof!"

King Dazhiming's body was inexplicably paralyzed, his skin seemed to be hollowed out, his eyes blinked and shriveled on the ground, and there was not even a trace of blood flowing out.

"Bang!"

Chen Fan's eyelids jumped, and the broken sword in his hand was thrown far away by him.

After taking a big breath for a while, Chen Fan still couldn't believe what had just happened, and looked at the Great Wisdom King who was already too dead to die, and there was a brief blank in his heart.

Even though he had learned the incomparably wonderful Ten Thousand Swords Technique from the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, after all, he was limited by his cultivation and could not exert the power of the Sword Technique, and he could exert thirty percent at most!

And the great wisdom king of Buddhism, who is so profound that he is far above him that he is a realm, died under his sword inexplicably.

All the weirdness comes from the broken sword that was thrown aside.

Chen Fan checked his body, whether it was the dantian or the meridian hidden acupoints, they all became empty at this time, only the Purple Mansion at the Shenhai Sea was constantly returning the aura to his meridians.

Chen Fan was horrified to find that if there was no existence of Zifu, it would be him who would become a dry corpse at this time.

"Khooth!"

The peculiar voice sounded again, and Chen Fan was surprised to find that a Buddha bead on the body of the Great Zhiming King also disappeared, and countless things turned into powder and fell.

The power of that sword completely destroyed the Sumeru Buddha beads carried by the Great Wisdom King!

"What a terrible sword. ”

Chen Fan's heart palpitated, and a moment of thought appeared in his heart, discarding this broken sword.

But at this moment, the broken sword spontaneously emitted a soft light, and Chen Fan's heart inexplicably appeared with the intention of summoning and surrendering.

Chen Fan tried to raise his wrist, the broken sword hummed and trembled, and automatically returned to Chen Fan's palm.

Chen Fan didn't dare to hold it tightly, and after being nervous for a while, nothing unusual happened, and he threw it into the ring.

Looking back at the skin of the Great Wisdom King, Chen Fan flicked his fingers, a fire surged, and the breeze sent him down, falling into the abyss.

Chen Fan breathed in place for a while, and when he saw dozens of torches lit in the Prayer Village, the thunder on his body surged, and he appeared in front of everyone with a stabbing sound.

"Meet Divine Doctor Chen!"

Dawali arched his hand at Chen Fan, and the villagers, including Ram, bowed to the ground in unison.

Chen Fan was full of thoughts, so he had to bite the bullet and say at this time: "No one can say anything about tonight, otherwise, there will be a greater disaster behind." ”

"In the name of the goddess Kunlun, keep it a secret. ”

Davali put her hand on her left shoulder and swore a heavy oath.

The people behind him made the same move, willing to keep the secret.

"Get up. ”

Chen Fan waved his hand, turned around and walked into the wooden house, at this time, he wanted to continue to keep a low profile, it was no longer possible, he took out the parchment scroll, looked at the Davali who came in, and asked meaningfully: "This parchment scroll shouldn't be as simple as a map, right? ”

(End of chapter)