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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-two First Subduing Demons, Then Subduing Buddhas (Part 2)

Qi Long looked at this flesh-and-blood monster that was ten feet tall, only one head shorter than himself in the 'Fenglong Armor' state, and felt as if countless figures were about to emerge from its skin.

This is a strange phenomenon caused by the massive secretion of hematopoietic organs and the crazy replacement of blood in the human body. You can even hear the bubbling sounds of "gurgling" and "gurgling" in your ears.

Xue Lian Yi Yi is an internal boxing among internal boxings. In terms of explosive power, no other boxing technique can match it.

A sharp look flashed in Qi Long's eyes. He raised his hand and activated the 'Blood Curtain' again. A shadow of blood flashed on his face, and his huge and sinister spirit was directed at the opponent.

Just like a fuse, just a little bit can ignite the opponent's blood. The stronger the Qi and blood, the greater the damage of this move.

The blood demon on the opposite side seemed to have had a premonition, stepped to the right, and when the water surface exploded, he moved half a foot horizontally, directly avoiding Qi Long's mental lock.

'It's really you!'

The only person who can resist the "internal realm" of the Great Elder Xue Lian is Xue Xuehai, who is also the Great Elder Xue Lian.

I don’t know what method the other party used to summon his father’s consciousness.

A young and strong body, a cunning spiritual will, this routine looks a bit familiar!

Qi Long's face became softer and pinker, the white mist in his eyes became thicker and thicker, flowers were flying in the mist, and the ghost claws holding his calves became thinner and thinner in the mist.

The mist was slowly cut open, so slowly, so softly, Qi Lung turned around to avoid the impact of the mist.

In reality, a muscle ran rampant, and a strange claw filled with blood directly hit the face. However, Qi Lung made an unpredictable turn and directly avoided the frontal attack.

The blood demon's bloody eyes moved, its long arm was like a gun, the gun barrel shook violently, and countless drops of blood shot out. The tendons were like springs and the blood was like needles. This move has amazing penetrating power and destructive power.

However, when it fell into Qi Long's eyes, the "mist" had already separated into countless white marks. Qi Long's body was like a willow swinging in the wind, and his waist was like a willow branch blown by the wind, swaying here and there, but not a single leaf touched it.

body.

This more feminine move is actually a more ferocious one in the inner circle. It is called the "eight-faced shoulder". Straight shoulder, press down the shoulder, fall back shoulder, fall front shoulder, shoot up shoulder, steep shoulder, straighten shoulder.

Shoulders, don’t move shoulders.

As long as the opponent shows a slight flaw, shakes his shoulders, and bullies, this is called "grabbing the target and running rampant."

The opponent's whole arm was filled with blood. Qi Lung swayed to the other side, his knees arched and his feet straight, and his shoulder blades flapped rapidly. With eight claws and a "peacock skirt", he was like a baby swallow throwing itself into the forest, heading straight towards

The blood demon was hit in the chest.

It may seem like a small and flexible dash, but if it hits someone, with Qi Lung's power, it can break the whole person into pieces.

I'm afraid no one has ever seen a few baby swallows with the strength of a cow.

Faced with this flying shoulder blow, the 'blood demon' did not dodge or evade. The chest door opened, and an 'old bear hugged the tree' hugged the tree with all his strength. Not only did he not dodge, but he pressed his hands inwards and sucked in the inner energy.

It explodes, with a posture of exchanging injuries for injuries.

This bear hug was immediately followed by the 'hedgehog turn' in the bloody fist, which meant that the pores on the body erupted with dark energy, piercing into the enemy's flesh like a hedgehog.

Moreover, this dark energy is not the "sweat energy" of ordinary internal boxers, but blood energy. It is ten times more sinister than ordinary internal energy and external blows. It penetrates into the skin and drills into the vital points of the human body.

Qi Lung's 'Feiyan Strike', coupled with the unique finger strength of the 'Zhizhiren', can peel off half of the opponent's skin with one punch, one grab, and one stroke.

But he will also be pricked with holes by the opponent's 'hedgehog roll'.

Xue Chenzhou might dare to fight like this, but if it were really his father, Xue Xuehai, he would never do it.

Qi Lung's heart moved, and he stepped on the Bagua on his feet. His five toes stepped diagonally into the water, and he turned from the 'Qian' position to the 'Xun' position. The six tendons in his body twisted together and made a continuous 'collapse' sound. At the critical moment, he stepped from the enemy's position. He rolled up his armpits, twisted his waist, and ran away.

The Gorefiend was huge but not bulky at all. He waded through water like mud and chased after him without any pause in the process.

But there was a strange color flashing in the blood demon's blood eyes.



‘Bang’ ‘Bang’ ‘Bang’ ‘Bang’ ‘Bang’

A sound of knocking wooden fish sounded from the body of the little monk Yan Fo.

The continuous and quiet sound does not sound like a person knocking on a wooden fish, but twelve old monks knocking continuously in an empty Buddhist hall, creating the Buddhist sound that wakes up.

"The fish never closes its eyes day and night, and the practitioner also wants to forget to sleep day and night and reach the path."

And this is not an ordinary 'beating wooden fish', but a muscle mallet and a bone wooden fish.

It is the strange sound made by the twelve large tendons refined from the human body and striking the human bones.

You must know that the boxer twists and pulls out the bones, which is an explosive method at the level of martial arts. It is often used to hurt the body. But like the little monk Yan Fo, who uses the bones as wooden fish and the tendons as a mallet to repeatedly strike, this is even more difficult. imaginary things.

Yama Buddha himself is a master of Buddhist martial arts who refined twelve big tendons.

And because of the Golden Body Certification, all mortal bones are transformed into Buddha bones, which is equivalent to the completion of bone refining.

Coupled with a dark and profound Buddhist practice.

If these three conditions are met, this is the prerequisite for bone-knocking wooden fish.

Amidst the clear and continuous sound of the wooden fish, Yan Fo's mouth spit out a hoarse and strange Buddhist sound, and in his eyes, the scene of the battle between the Blood Demon and Qi Lung was actually reflected.

It turns out that the spirit of the previous generation of Blood Refining Great Elder was deliberately poured into Xue Chenzhou’s mind during his ‘Enlightenment’.

The purpose is to replace Xue Chenzhou's thoughts at the critical moment and let the blood demon seriously injure Qi Long, so that he can pick the fruits of victory and absorb Qi Long's true Buddha's state of mind.

"Since good comes from the heart, how can evil exist apart from the heart? Good and evil are external conditions and do not exist in the heart."

Among the five major martial arts clans, the inheritance of Yanfo Temple can be said to be the shortest, but when it comes to fearing people, the monks of Yanfo Temple are ranked first.

The inheritance of Yanfo Temple is very strange. The previous abbot would travel all over the world, take in the world's evildoers who deserved to be cut into pieces, ordain them as monks, and teach Buddhism.

This also caused the monks of Yanfo Temple to engage in eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, cheating, murder and arson, and committed all kinds of evil.

Then among these hundreds of sinful disciples, they scheming and killing each other to cultivate monks who have eradicated their evil roots. They are the next generation of monks who will be the presiding officers of Yama Buddha Temple and be given the title of Yama Buddha.

Yama Buddha's Buddha body is a golden body made of human sins.

As long as he can realize the true Buddha, this great monk is not afraid to use any means. The snipe and the clam will fight, and the fisherman will gain. This couldn't be simpler.

In Yan Fo's eyes, the fight between the blood demon Xue Chenzhou and the sword demon Qi Long has reached an extremely dangerous point.

The blood demon is not afraid of death, especially the three blood industries in the blood refining martial arts. It can be said that he is in a state of being possessed at all times. This kind of obsession can make both the enemy and ourselves fall into a blind state of bloodthirsty.

There was no good piece of meat left on Xue Chenzhou's body, and Qi Long was hit by the opponent several times and fought back desperately. He was seriously injured. The gold foil on the Buddha's body was shattered, and two or three bones seemed to be broken.

"The three evil karma of the heart are greed, anger, stupidity. The three evil karma of the body are killing, stealing and sexual immorality. The turbid nature of the mortal body is a walking corpse. The little monk has sinned like mountains and seas."

The young monk Yama Buddha grinned, revealing forty white teeth: "You must fall into hell and become a Buddha through merit."

"Then you go to hell!"

A cold snort was like a bell, shaking the air around Yama Buddha into a vast whiteness. At the same time, a blunt golden Buddha palm fell from the sky, and a heavy momentum as big as the emperor pressed down from the sky, as if a giant Buddha hung from the clouds.

Looking down, Wuzhi Mountain reverses.

Monk Python——Tathagata Emperor!

This move suddenly broke out, and the sound of the wooden fish stopped immediately. The evil Buddha of Yama's state of mind was slightly shaken. The little monk looked shocked, and then calmed down. His legs were entangled, and the skin and flesh of his legs rubbed together, making a harsh metal friction sound. The red gold

The Buddha's body reappears.

And starting from sitting in the lotus position, the purple-gold golden body started from the soles of the feet and spread upward inch by inch, as if squeezing blood. The purple halo became thicker and thicker. When it spread to the palms, the palms had turned into completely purple blood Buddha palms.

, from the inside to the outside, there is no trace of flesh color.

When he put his hands together, it was like a boy worshiping the Buddha. Before the opponent's Buddha's palm could explode his head, he intercepted Qi Lung's palm as big as the emperor.

The next moment the two palms met, Qi Lung's belly bulged, like the Buddha's big belly, which was twice the Buddha's power from the 'Sumi Jinshan'.

Guan, Xiangu, Weilu and Yinqiao return to Dantian in a circle.

The attack that was originally going to collapse the mountain, but after being blessed by the 'Xumi Jinshan', the momentum became even more powerful, and the 'boy posing as Buddha' really couldn't stand it anymore.

The ground is sinking layer by layer, as if Yama Buddha is being pushed directly into the ground.

Starting from the palm of my hand and spreading to the entire arm, it was like burning oil was poured on me, causing severe burning pain.

It corresponds to a sentence in the Lotus Sutra: The three realms are unrestful, like a house on fire, full of suffering, which is very frightening. There are always worries about birth, old age, illness and death, and the fire is like this, burning endlessly.

Hallucinations such as "life, aging, sickness, and death," and other hallucinations came one after another, and Yama Buddha's Bodhi state of mind was suddenly disturbed.

Yama Buddha understood that this was the Buddha's state of mind on the other side, which was giving a heavy blow to his own thoughts.

It's like I am the Buddha and you are the Bodhisattva. My enlightenment is inherently deeper than yours, and my karma is inherently greater than yours. No matter how great your abilities are, it is useless.

Yama Buddha filed his teeth, and the Bodhi Demonic Thought was activated. In an instant, the blood on his arms suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist.

This is a small Buddhist magical power that he created after studying the Blood Refining Martial Arts. It can force the blood out of the body and then take it back.

Withdrawing it back and forth not only reduces the opponent's strength, but also does no harm to yourself.

But as soon as the blood burst out, Yan Fo secretly said something bad. In a daze, it seemed as if an old lady with deep authority sitting on the throne was smiling strangely at him.

The realm of the internal family of Qi Lian - 'Listen to the government!'

Along with the Buddha's blood, there was also water in his own body. This water was forced out, but it was impossible to get even half of it back.

The nails on Qi Long's palms suddenly popped out half an inch, and the finger tendons bounced wildly, directly inserting into the middle of the two palms. The palms of the pair of Buddha palms seemed to have been cut countless times with scissors, and the skin was flying like rags.

Yan Fo's temples suddenly bulged, as if a bow string was pulled violently, and there was a sound of wind in his ears. The green dragon on the dragon-shaped pile swept towards him with its tail swinging, and the soles of its feet collapsed and poked, like an eagle showing its beak. It was the dragon-eagle attack!

It is better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits, and not to use your reputation as an academic overlord.
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