Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, the Buddha said coldly: "Elder Nangong, don't forget, among the five elders, the presiding officer of our Dayin Temple is one of them, if your rules are unfair, I am afraid it will be difficult to give everyone a convincing explanation." ”

Monk Baoshan saw that things had taken a turn for the better, and hurriedly said: "Buddha girl, the so-called grievances should be resolved and not settled, why should people with empty doors be obsessed?"

"Hmph, the Buddha of my Dayin Temple is not the Buddha in your heart, and it is not your turn to transform this seat!"

Monk Baoshan was speechless for a while in the face of such a domineering Buddha girl, he looked at Nangong Chen, his lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak.

Nangong Chen waved the long sword in his hand, pointed at Chen Fan, who was not far from Monk Baoshan's side, and said flatly: "Master Baoshan, needless to say, since I am standing in the middle of the two sides, the sword in my hand will be impartial." ”

"Amitabha, thank you Elder Nangong. ”

Monk Baoshan said a word of relief, and his expression did not relax, but became more and more solemn.

Chen Fan was pointed at by the tip of Nangong Chen's sword, feeling that his whole body was locked by ten thousand swords, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to escape, but he just slapped the three Ming kings in the pit with one palm, and what a pride he had in his heart, how could he easily give in, so he said: " Elder Nangong, today's matter, Chen Fan never defended the slightest, it doesn't mean that I don't want an innocence, but the situation is stronger than people, Dayin Temple imposed on Chen today, he will definitely go to Dayin Temple to settle one by one, one thing the three Ming kings are right, King Pulun Ming was indeed killed by me personally, this person is hypocritical and evil, he should go to hell, so I give him a ride, you want to deal with it impartially, although you draw a road, I Chen Fan will follow!"

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!" the Buddha girl scoffed at Chen Fan's words, "I'm afraid that you won't have the opportunity to go to Dayin Temple one day." ”

Nangong Chen unexpectedly took off his mask, revealing his face, about forty or fifty, with a Chinese character face, good facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous body, no emotion could be seen on his face, and his sideburns were dyed with a touch of white frost, he said: "Okay, at a young age, I don't lose my backbone, the sword in my hand is called 'Zhengxin', I am self-styled and cultivated, and there are only three successes left, if you can take the sword of Zhengxin in my hand, today's matter will be good, what do you think?"

Without waiting for Chen Fan to nod, Monk Baoshan was in a hurry, "Elder Nangong, he inherited the mantle of Sai Lao Dao, and what he is good at is curing diseases and saving people......"

Nangong Chen's fingers tapped a few points on his body, and interrupted: "Master Baoshan, needless to say, Buddha girl, King Ming, what do you think?"

The Buddha's lips moved, as if she was dissatisfied, and the words of the Great Compassion King were secretly in her ears: "The Buddha girl doesn't need to worry, this Nangong dust has the true inheritance of the ancient sword gate, and she has a lot of skills, even if she is the big host, she is not sure to beat him, he is self-proclaimed and cultivated, and he is still better than me at this time with all my strength, and this person will definitely not show favoritism." ”

When the Buddha girl heard this, she couldn't hold back and no longer objected, looking at Chen Fan's eyes full of pity, don't look at the terrifying power of the palm just now, but she knew that the law of the three great Ming kings was suppressed by the forbidden talisman, so she couldn't exert its power.

Now that Nangong Chen has made a move, in her opinion, Chen Fan is dead.

"Okay!" Chen Fan happily agreed, "Then ask Elder Nangong to make a move." ”

Nangong Chen's expression froze, and he didn't drag the mud and water, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into Chen Fan's heart!

At the beginning, Nangong Chen's steps were slow, as if he was walking slowly, but every time he took a step forward, the sound of the sword in his hand became more and more high-pitched.

Three steps, the tip of the sword is cold!

Five steps, the sword tip sword surges!

Ten steps, the long sword is like a rainbow!

A sword stabs, straight to the point!

In Chen Fan's pupils, a little cold light was enlarged, and he knew that his ghostly phantom body method would definitely not be able to avoid that seemingly simple stab.

That's the ultimate sword!

The divine sword in his hand was shining in the sun, and the divine moon made a trembling sound, obviously feeling the battle intent in Chen Fan's heart.

However, Chen Fan deduced it several times in a moment, and the phantom sword technique couldn't avoid this move, and he couldn't prevent this sword!

Blue water array, turtle shell shield!

I can't prevent it.

The thirteen styles of Xuanmen are difficult to compete with.

What to do!!

Chen Fan's eyes were full of different colors, his perspective eyes opened, and the cold glow of the tip of the sword turned into another peculiar color.

Nangong dust and sword are one!

He is the sword, and the sword is him!

A sword exchange, sharp as a sword!

Look at the momentum of the world.

Deeply shocked Chen Fan.

Under the huge crisis, his spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated.

A flash of inspiration.

If you can't defend against it, why not match it!

If you stab it out with a sword, then I will cut it down with a sword!

"Whew!!"

The five-colored thunder and lightning rattled, the Shenyue scimitar in his hand was covered with thunder patterns, and the Divine Sword Bright Sun emitted a strange suction, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards the tip of the knife, pouring into Chen Fan's body.

"Zheng!!"

The divine knife roared, and the shadow of the sword instantly magnified, slashing forward!

Nangong Chen's pupils unexpectedly emitted brilliance, and the tip of the long sword in his hand touched the shadow of the sword, and the completely different forces were concentrated in one point, colliding together in an instant.

Quiet and silent, and then the glory shines.

The sound of intertwined metal screamed and pierced, like the neighing of ten thousand horses, and like the collision of ten thousand swords.

Rumble!!

A little collision, two ravines suddenly appeared on the ground, cracking and spreading to both sides, tearing!

"Bell!!"

The tip of the sword collides with the tip of the sword.

Starry splashes.

Nangong Chen stopped, and the five-colored thunder light surging on Chen Fan's body disappeared.

Both remained motionless.

The expressions of the spectators were different.

The three Ming kings closed their eyes and twisted the beads, the Buddha girl was angry in her face, Feng Jingzhen's face was different, the eyes of the innocent Zen master were unexpected, and the expression of the rakshasa was unexpected, staring at the divine sword Bright Sun and the Divine Moon in Chen Fan's hand, and it was difficult to hide greed.

"Amitabha. ”

Monk Baoshan smiled happily, his sleeves waved wildly, and he lost the solemn appearance he had before.

"Thank you Elder Nangong for your mercy and spare this kid's life, hahaha I'll invite you to eat roast chicken another day...... No, please have tea. ”

Nangong Chen withdrew the long sword in his hand, still with a cold face: "You, yes, I, have no mercy." ”

After speaking, the long sword in his hand returned to the box, walked straight towards the mountain gate, and walked to the Zen gate, his voice echoed: "Boy, if you are free, you can come to Green Willow Villa and sit down." ”

The inexplicable invitation is the greatest recognition of Chen Fan, and it is also an invisible protection.

"Definitely. ”

Chen Fan replied.

Monk Baoshan patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, motioned for Chen Fan to go with him, and said as he walked: "Hey, Nangong Chen has a good temper, I didn't expect to invite you to his territory as a guest, you kid is really good, but you can't be rude when you come to the door, I'll take you to buy some gifts, for example, get a few fat chickens, tsk, it's okay to steal, I know a chicken farm, hahaha, go, I'll take you there." ”

In this way, without any seriousness, Chen Fan followed Monk Baoshan out of the temple gate.

No one stood in the way.

The three kings closed their eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

The air was frighteningly quiet!

Feng Jing Zhenren, the unsullied Zen master, left silently, while the Rakshasa was the dripping spin of his eyes, and after quietly leaving, he followed towards the place where Chen Fan walked.

"Bang!!"

The Buddha girl kicked the incense case away.

"boy, I won't let you go!!"

(End of chapter)