Seeing the unparalleled power of the sword strike, the old monk's expression finally changed.

I saw his figure flashing and appearing in mid-air in an instant. Facing the sword energy that was coming, he clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha! The image of the Holy Emperor has appeared."

After finishing speaking, the old monk stretched out a finger and lightly pointed it in front of him.

Bo!

Waves arose, and an invisible wave spread.

The next second, the sword energy that Yang Jian slashed collapsed and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into star foam and scattered all over the sky.

Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian saw this scene, and a solemn look quietly rose between their eyebrows.

To be honest, although Yang Jian struck out in anger just now, he did not use his full strength. After all, he could not really ignore the life and death of his own sister. His purpose was just to smash the light curtain and rescue Yang Chan.

That’s all.

But even so, Yang Jian didn't hold back much, after all, the restraint exerted by the old monk was not weak.

But what about now?

The old monk destroyed his attack with just a flick of his finger. The two sides made a stand, and the threat posed by the old monk could be imagined.

Yang Jian tightened the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and his expression became extremely gloomy as he said: "Old monk, who are you?"

Hearing this, the old monk smiled calmly, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, poor monk Kuzhu, I have seen two emperors!"

"Bitter bamboo?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

Kuzhu exists among the ten innate spiritual roots. This old monk actually calls himself Kuzhu. Could it be that he is...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed, he stepped forward and slowly raised the demon-slaying sword in his hand and said: "Bitter bamboo, right? I will give you two choices now, either you get out now, or you will die forever.

stay."

If the latter is really the transformation of Bitter Bamboo, one of the top ten innate spiritual roots, then Zhu Tianpeng will naturally not be polite to the latter. He is currently practicing the method of true body and urgently needs this top innate spiritual root to enrich it.

itself.

Moreover, top-level innate spiritual roots are basically well-known in the three realms, and now he actually encountered them. Even though the latter was obviously a pseudo-saint-level existence, Zhu Tianpeng was not afraid of anything.

But after hearing Zhu Tianpeng's words, Ku Zhu looked a little ugly.

As a high-ranking false saint, his status in Western religion is also a transcendent existence. Even the Tathagata, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, must treat him with respect when they see him.

But what about now?

He was actually provoked like this by a junior who had practiced for less than two thousand years. How could Ku Zhu not be angry at all?

However, when he thought of the mission assigned by the Second Saint, Kuzhu could only suppress the anger in his heart, clasped his hands together and said with a smile on his face: "Amitabha, the Canopy Emperor is joking, this matter seems to have nothing to do with you, please think twice, Emperor

After all, Western religion is not something you can challenge."

After saying that, Ku Zhu looked at Yang Jian and said: "Emperor Yang Jian, when this matter is successful, you and I, the Western Sect, will be considered relatives. When the time comes, I, the Western Sect, will definitely assist you with all our strength, and even make you the number one in Heaven.

Qiyu!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tianpeng didn't say anything.

The meaning of Ku Zhu's words is too obvious, that is, if Yang Jian turns a blind eye to this matter, then the latter will support him to become the seventh emperor.

And judging from the state of the Western religion, as long as the latter supports it, it will be easy for Yang Jian to become the seventh emperor.

Of course, the choice still depends on Yang Jian himself, so Zhu Tianpeng didn't say anything at the moment.

Under the gazes of Zhu Tianpeng and Ku Zhu, Yang Jian showed no emotion at all, and murderous intent burst out from his three eyes: "So what about the seventh emperor, I don't care, I only have one sister in this world, you guys

How dare you plot against her? I, Yang Jian, and you will fight until death."

After speaking, Yang Jian let out a low drink. Between his brows and his eyes, a surging force of thunder descended from the sky. Among the endless dark clouds, purple thunder continued to surge in the clouds.

The combination of thunder and fire, combined with the terrifying law of fire from the outside world, increased the power of this thundercloud by more than a hundred times, and even Zhu Tianpeng could feel a deep threat.

After doing all this, Yang Jian jumped up, standing in mid-air, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword and said: "So what if you are a false saint? I, Yang Jian, fight in heaven and on earth. Anyone who dares to hurt my sister will die!"

While speaking, Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and shouted: "Thousands of thunders are galloping, and the unicorn falls to the ground!"

Almost instantly, the roars of unicorns resounded from within the clouds.

As the purple thunder moved, you could clearly see a head of thunder turning into a thunder unicorn that was dozens or hundreds of feet long. It seemed to be lifelike, and it opened its teeth and claws and bombarded the area where the old monk and the light group behind him were.

.

Zhu Tianpeng could clearly see this scene not far away. Looking at the purple unicorns falling continuously from the sky, he thought to himself: "Good guy, Yang Jian's Sky Eye is indeed the Eye of Punishment. The power of this thunder seems to be already wirelessly

We are close to the Zixiao Divine Thunder!"

At the same time, Kuzhu's expression was also moved at this moment.

Comparable to the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder, even if he is a pseudo-sage, he has to be taken seriously.

At this moment, Kuzhu felt solemn in his heart and said to himself: "Damn it, how could a mere junior master such power."

While muttering, Kuzhu quickly pressed the seal, and the six-character mantra of Western teaching emerged from his mouth: "Om!"

"Well!"

"Woolen cloth!"

"Bah!"

"mum!"

"Hum!"

Under the six-character mantra, the endless purple unicorn collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The area within tens of feet around Kuzhu was like a void space, ignoring Yang Jian's thunder attack.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's expression turned extremely ugly.

The six-character mantra, this is the top secret technique of Western religions, but Kuzhu actually knows it, and its power is so strong, this...

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Zhu Tianpeng's eyes, and with a thought in his mind, he cast the Green Lotus Step. His figure instantly came to Yang Jian and said, "Brother Yang Jian, do you want to help?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian immediately looked at Zhu Tianpeng, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Brother Tianpeng, is there any way to break the six-character mantra?"

In response to this, Zhu Tianpeng shrugged undeniably and said: "So what about the six-character mantra? To put it bluntly, it is just a plagiarism of the nine-character mantra of my Xuanmen Taoist school. It is nondescript."

As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng directly opened the five heavens, injected a steady stream of spiritual energy into his body, took a deep breath and said: "Lin!"

As soon as these words came out, the world trembled, and both the purple unicorn and the six-character mantra field condensed at this moment.

Before Yang Jian and Ku Zhu could recover, Zhu Tianpeng spoke again: "Soldiers!"

"fight!"

"By!"

"all!"

"Array!"

"List!"

"forward!"

"OK!"
Chapter completed!