At the foot of the Mijie Mountain, the blood light became stronger and stronger, and the abbot of Du'e Temple frowned slightly, feeling the more and more suppressed Buddha power in his body, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

This son must not be kept!

On the other side, Ning Chen's expression also became unprecedentedly dignified, this was the strongest enemy he had encountered in his life, and there was no one.

Even if there is the suppression of resentment, he is the abbot of Du'e Temple, a Buddha living in the world!

Their only chance was to compete on speed, and the abbot of the temple was not good at speed, but now that it was slowing down again, he could barely keep up.

In other words, lime is already faster than ever.

In this battle, the preservation of the blood-patterned sword is very important, and he must urge the resentment in the sword as much as possible, suppress the old monk's Buddha power, and create a chance for lime to fight.

The abbot of Du'e Temple obviously knew where the key was, and looked at the blood-glittering resentful soldier in front of him, and slowly raised his right hand and forced Ning Chen.

The golden light shines brightly, blooming brilliantly in the blood light in the sky, and the piercing sound of the ground continues to sound, and it is the power of the Buddha's resentment that is violently colliding.

At this moment, the lime moved, and the blue light crossed the sky, instantly in front of him, and the silver spear condensed into the light, piercing the former's position in the middle of the sandal.

"When"

The abbot of the temple blocked the pass with his left palm, and the silver spear was blocked, and he could not enter an inch.

Ning Chen also arrived in front of him at the same time, and the blood sword broke through the air and slashed at the Buddha's eyes.

The sonorous sound of gold and stone sounded, the abbot of Du'e Temple closed his eyes, pinched the Buddha seal with his right hand, and the swastika Buddha seal appeared, and slapped the former with a palm.

"Bang"

The silver spears blocked, and in a short moment, Ning Chen had already withdrawn from the ten zhangs, and the broken bow appeared, and in the snowflakes, a silver arrow shot out.

Lime cooperates, the silver spear turns, the swallow goes to the swallow and returns, and breaks into the sandalwood of the Buddha in the world from the other side.

In the face of the two of them, the abbot of Du'e Temple did not change at all, his palms were folded, the golden light was brilliant, the incomparable Buddha was inviolable, the arrows were shattered, and the silver spear was also blocked an inch away from Tanzhong.

"Swallow Roundabout"

The silver spear was blocked, and Lime's hand holding the gun was released, and the gun turned sharply, and the blue light gathered, and a piercing sound of breaking the air sounded.

The next moment, the lime slapped a palm on the tail of the hilt, and the blocked silver spear broke into the Buddha's light with the help of palm power and the power of rotation, and instantly advanced an inch.

At this moment, the Buddha grasped the blade of the spear and blocked the progress of the silver spear.

At the same time, the swastika print reappeared, and the abbot of the temple turned his palm and slapped it towards the lime.

The palms left in an instant, giving Ning Chen the best opportunity, stepping on his feet, bullying him forward, stabbing straight with a sword, and instantly reaching Tanzhong.

"Is it that simple?"

The abbot of Du'e Temple snorted coldly, and his palm power instantly changed direction, and a palm seal was directed towards Ning Chen.

"Bang"

Ning Chen's horizontal sword blocked the move, and the blood was magnificent, but the power of the Buddha's palm was shocking, and the resentment dissolved most of the Buddha's power, however, the remaining power was still not something that could be resisted by the nine grades, and the blood flew out.

Lime's face changed, but he didn't have time to care about the former's injury, and with a turn of his right hand, the body of the spear was separated from the blade, and in an instant, the bladeless spear broke into the flaw in the Buddha's chest.

"Ugh"

The silver true qi entered the body, and the abbot of Du'er Temple snorted, slapped out with a backhand, and shook the woman in front of him.

The lime flew upside down for more than ten feet, and after landing on the ground, he took a few steps back before he stopped his figure, and blood quietly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"How are you!" Lime glanced at Ning Chen and asked.

"Not dead yet" As he spoke, Ning Chen vomited out a mouthful of blood again, spilling the sword body, arousing a waterfall with a more bloody aura.

In a short momentary confrontation, the two of them were already injured, especially Ning Chen, after receiving a move, his body was almost difficult to support.

The Buddha in the world is too strong, even if it is suppressed by the surrounding resentment, the strength is still absolutely strong and difficult to defeat.

On the other side of the battlefield, the leader of the forbidden army waited for more than 300 soldiers of the forbidden army to fight against the three Buddha protectors, and with the help of the suppression of the bloody light in the sky, he barely blocked the pace of the three.

The three hundred generals forgot about their lives and death, their faces were crazy, and even if they died in battle, they would never let the three bald donkeys disturb their Hou.

They believe that Hou will definitely block the pseudo-Buddha in the world, without any reason, just because he is their Hou.

The battlefield of the two sides, one side is more difficult than the other, the month that Great Xia needs, and now there are less than ten days left, whether it can survive or not, it is all in tonight's battle.

They could not return to Gulan City at the residence of Rangdue Temple, otherwise, the 4,000 forbidden troops on the banks of the Nanli River would not be able to escape the fate of all the deaths.

The soldiers who fought bloodily had no regrets, one fell down, and the other rushed up without hesitation.

Finally, among the three Buddha protectors, casualties also began to appear, and the four seven-rank soldiers sacrificed their lives, and the leader of the forbidden army finally caught the flaw of a Dharma protector and pierced his sword into the cave in his sandalwood.

The other two Buddha protectors were furious and slapped their palms, but they were blocked by the two soldiers with their bodies, and in an instant, their bodies exploded, and blood and remnants splashed everywhere.

No one grieved, no one cried, and the remaining soldiers still fought unshakenly, the sword was ruthless, and the heart was even more ruthless.

This was the most miserable battle defeated by the Great Xia Forbidden Army, three hundred people faced three people, one by one, and almost every moment there were soldiers falling, with expectations and smiles on their faces, entrusting their hopes to those who were still alive.

In a short time, less than 100 of the 300 soldiers were still standing, and they were still falling.

Ning Chen was not distracted, but he also felt the tragedy of the battle not far away, since he couldn't take them back, he pulled down this group of pseudo-Buddhas and buried them for them.

The abbot of Du'e Temple suppressed the silver true qi that was shaking in his body, and his expression turned pale for a moment.

Lime turned the end of the gun, pulled out another blade, and quickly loaded it.

The three of them confronted each other, and after a while, Ning Chen moved first, and with a grip of his left hand, the ink sword flew out, and the frost condensed, and he bullied himself again.

"When" was still an inch before Tanzhong, the Buddha's palm blocked the blade, and after the residence of Du'er Temple suffered a loss just now, he was more cautious about the protection of Tanzhong's acupoint.

The ink sword was blocked, and the blood-patterned sword in Ning Chen's right hand moved again, slashing on the Buddha's eyes with a bang, and suddenly the blood was dazzling, and the Buddha's resentment collided violently, and the piercing sound rose again.

The eyes of the abbot of the temple are still closed, the left palm protects the sandalwood, and the right palm pinchs the Buddha seal with one hand.

When the crisis came, Lime's face changed slightly, and he rose into the air, and his true qi was raised to the peak, holding a silver spear from top to bottom into the body of the Buddha statue.

With a loud bang, Shizun scattered, and Lime was also injured by Yu Wei, and flew out of blood again, vomiting vermilion.

"Sister Lime"

Ning Chen's heart was shocked, the two volumes of Heavenly Books were running, and suddenly, frost and dark yellow brilliance appeared in the blood-colored sky, and the three-color competition was extremely dazzling in this night.

The sudden change in gravity, the abbot of Du'e Temple was also uncomfortable for a moment, the speed of the return move was slightly slower, and the moment the left hand turned over the palm had an extremely short period of condensation.

A flaw between the eyes, the position of Tanzhong loomed, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand was instantaneous, a sword did not enter, and all the true qi was poured in.

"Presumptuous!" The abbot of Du'e Temple endured the severe pain, grabbed the ink sword with his left palm, and immediately, the Buddha power around his body suddenly swung away.

"Click"

The ink sword broke, and Ning Chen was rushed out by this eruption of Buddha power for more than twenty zhang, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the broken sword was stationed, and he was seriously injured again.

Repeatedly injured by the juniors, the abbot of the temple was angry in his heart, his face showed infinite murderous opportunities, his feet stepped on, the Buddha seal appeared, the void gave birth to lotus, and the golden Buddha lotus bloomed in the air, forming the boundless realm of Buddhism.

The Hundred Lotus Realm opened, and the power of the surrounding blood light suddenly weakened, but it had a tendency to be suppressed.

"Retreat!" Ning Chen vomited out another mouthful of blood and reluctantly ordered.

Hearing this, the soldiers of the forbidden army reacted quickly, without any hesitation, and immediately retreated towards the mountain.

The two Buddhist protectors wanted to chase after them, only to see a silver spear sweeping, and the two of them couldn't react, and flew out with a bang, vomiting bright red.

On this side, Ning Chen endured the injury that erupted in his body, and three arrows were fired in succession, shooting at the old monk's eyes and Tanzhong in a zigzag shape.

The Buddha light around the abbot of the temple shone brightly, and the arrow shattered when it was approaching.

"Let's go" Ning Chen glanced at the lime and spoke again.

"I want to go, huh!"

The residence of Du'e Temple snorted coldly, and when he stepped on it, under the lotus light, he wanted to trap the blasphemost in front of him.

The blood-patterned sword in Ning Chen's hand slashed, and the infinite blood qi condensed, blocking the lotus light, but in the blink of an eye, the blood and qi collapsed, and it was difficult to stop the power of the Holy Buddha.

At this time, the lime was already in front of him, and he grabbed the former dangerously, and quickly retreated.

The way up the mountain was so far away, after the two broke off, they fought for two respites, and the remaining more than 70 forbidden soldiers barely escaped a thousand feet away.

After all, not everyone is a congenital powerhouse like Lime, and with injuries, it is difficult to escape.

When the abbot of Du'e Temple and the two Buddhist protectors were chasing and killing quickly, at this moment, on the mountain road, a shining arrow with fire slashed, and the arrow entered the ground, and then a terrifying explosion rang out.

The explosion without warning caused the mountain to shake violently, debris to fly, and all the figures were staggered.

After an instant, the golden lotus brilliance shattered and was engulfed by the flames.

Seeing this, Ning Chen did not hesitate at all, and his figure turned into a streamer of light and rushed into the flames of the explosion, and the blood pattern sword broke through the air, and at this moment the speed reached an extreme in his life.

"Ningchen"

Lime's expression changed, and he immediately caught up, and the silver spear protected him, but it was still too late.

But in the firelight, the Buddha in the world stood quietly, holding the gun in one hand, and the other hand silently penetrated the figure of the blasphemous, spraying blood and dyeing the Buddha's clothes red.

The cold wind at the end of the clothes was scattered in the night, and this bloody battle was finally coming to an end at this moment.

The soldiers behind him stopped their pace, their eyes froze, and gradually showed a look of despair.

The Buddha in the firelight, the Buddha's clothes have been blown up, and the two Buddha protectors are seriously injured, but no matter what, the Buddha in the world is still standing.

It's a big mountain, and they still haven't been able to climb it after all.

Just when everyone thought that this battle was over, some light yellow fine sand appeared silently, and immediately condensed into a long sword, which instantly pierced into the position of the Buddha in the world.