Chapter 204: 203th
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The Most Powerful Fisherman in the Heavens
- The Suckling Pig
- 1587 characters
- 2021-03-04 07:42:18
Boom!
Ye Donghuang ignored the two guard dogs, stepped forward, Wan Dao's true meaning was revealed, and the two guard dogs exploded with a bang, turned into smoke, and reborn in bliss!
Stepping into the gate of the temple, Ye Donghuang came to the huge square made of white stone he saw before. At this time, many monks were practicing martial arts in the square. Seeing the movement at the door, he immediately surrounded Ye Donghuang. Aggressive, bad eyes.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my gate and kill my disciple?"
The head of a powerful monk glared at Ye Donghuang and shouted sharply.
To dare to be presumptuous in their Jing Nian Zen Buddhism is really reckless.
"I, there is only one purpose here, to hand over He Shi Bi, to disband Jingnian Zen, and to be managed by the government!"
Ye Donghuang's gaze was indifferent, as if the monks around him were all earthen chickens and dogs, his calm tone with absolute strength and unquestionable dominance.
For the power of Jingnian Zen, giving them a way of life is already benevolent. As for how to choose, it is up to them!
"I? Are you tyrant Yang Guang?"
The eyes of the monk headed by him are full of surprise. Will Yang Guang come here alone? Just who would pretend to be Yang Guang?
"presumptuous!"
Ye Donghuang drank softly, and a ray of true meaning fell, and only the monk in the Supreme Master Realm was instantly crushed, reborn in bliss.
"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor came to my temple to kill people wantonly. Is it true that my Buddhism is good to deceive? My Buddha is merciful, and I also have the wrath of King Kong!"
The voice sounded, and four great monks in gorgeous robes stepped forward, with a strong aura, like a sea like a sea. Eighteen monks with powerful auras followed them.
The four great monks at the head are the four guardians of Jingnian Zen, no hatred, no delusion, no greed, no fear, and each of them has an invincible master's cultivation.
Behind them are eighteen arhats, each of which has the pinnacle of the supreme master, forming a large formation of eighteen arhats. Under the heavens, few can be the enemy!
"I haven't seen Mercy, the wrath of King Kong, I want to try it!"
Ye Donghuang spoke lightly, holding the Donghuang sword in his hand. It had been useless for a long time, and let it drink blood to avoid bluntness!
Since he was promoted to the Celestial Realm, the Eastern Emperor's Sword has been promoted to the Celestial-level Divine Soldier under the infusion of Ye Donghuang's sword intent, which is more powerful than the Dharma Sword and Chixiao Sword he had previously obtained.
Wandao sword intent is a kind of Wandao true meaning, and Ye Donghuang's Wandao true meaning can evolve infinitely and unpredictably.
"Amitabha, it seems that the donor has entered the magical way!"
Don’t hate, put your hands together, with compassion on your face, and compassionately said: "My brothers, the eighteen arhats, we will get rid of this great demon for the people of the world today!"
"Yes!"
The eighteen arhats put their hands together and moved quickly to form a large formation of eighteen arhats, enclosing Ye Donghuang.
"Devil!"
The endless Buddha light is lit up, forming a golden light ‘Buddha’ character, and the terrifying coercion pervades, suppressing with the mighty power.
The eyes of the surrounding monks showed reverence and awe, with a proud look, "See if you are still crazy!"
The Eighteen Arhats have existed so far, and I don't know how many great demons have been subdued. They believe that Ye Donghuang will not list it!
"Is this the tyrant Yang Guang?"
At this time, two people walked out of the small copper hall in the center of Jingnian Zen.
The woman is covered with white gauze, dressed in a light blue gown blowing in the wind, she is inexhaustibly elegant and elegant, and she is calm and comfortable.
An elegant ancient sword hung on her back, adding three points of heroism.
Lingling, beautiful silhouette like a mountain with distinct ups and downs, as if the Zhongtiandi was born with grace, giving people an amazing feeling.
This beauty is not gaudy, but the kind of natural beauty with hibiscus in the water and natural carving!
Next to the woman is a handsome young monk in white, looking calmly at Ye Donghuang under the eighteen arhats.
These two are the contemporaries of the contemporaries of Cihang Jingzhai, the sage master Feixuan and the Jingnian Zen presided over Kong.
"Is this the tyrant Yang Guang who is licentious and innocent, kills brothers and fathers, and deceives his mother and his wife?"
Shi Feixuan's calm eyes looked at Ye Donghuang, his eyes moved slightly, with three points of curiosity, three points of disgust, and three points of doubt.
Ye Donghuang wore a black robe with a dragon pattern. He was extraordinary, handsome, calm and domineering, and his dignified gaze carried a stalwart and brave spirit. Would such a person be as unbearable as the master said?
"Eighteen Arhats? Nothing in front of me!"
Looking at the huge golden ‘Buddha’ character suppressed by the sky, Emperor Ye Dong’s hand showed a peerless edge with the sword in the Middle East, with ten thousand swords lingering around the sword, turning it into a sea of swords.
squeak!
Squeak!
The ancient sword that Shi Feixuan was carrying trembled, as if she was about to surrender to worship.
"So strong sword intent, so domineering sword intent!"
Shifeixuan held down the hilt with a look of horror in her eyes. She is also a master of kendo, but compared with Yinghuo and Haoyue, even if his master Cihangjingzhai Zhai Master Fan Qinghui can't compare with it!
"broken!"
Ye Donghuang slashed out with a sword, and the ten thousand sword intent instantly filled the consciousness of the eighteen arhats. Their heads buzzed and went blank. Before they could regain consciousness, a blood stain appeared on their necks.
The sky was quiet, and all the monks looked at the disappearing Buddha light and the eighteen arhats standing still.
Boom boom boom boom!
While breathing, the eighteen arhats fell to the ground one after another, all dead.
"How can this be?"
The Four Guardians of King Kong were shocked. Even if the four of them joined forces, they might not be the opponents of the Eighteen Arhats, but they were killed by Ye Donghuang with a single sword?
What strength is this?
Ye Donghuang held the sword with one hand, stepped forward slowly, without any breath coming out of his body, but gave the four great guardians an indescribable terrifying pressure. Every step seemed to step on their heart, making their heart beat faster and blood flowing back. , As if to explode.
"What do you want to do?"
The head of the four guardians of the King Kong did not anger and mustered up courage, shouted loudly, faintly trembling in his voice, and lacked confidence.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The brilliant sword light passed, Ye Donghuang didn't look at it, and moved on, as if nothing happened.
Boom boom boom!
Four dull sounds sounded, and the four great guardian King Kong fell to the ground, sealed his throat with a sword, and died.
"It's so killing!"
Shi Fei Xuan secretly said, restraining the urge to shoot, with her strength, she is not an opponent at all, only she is empty.
Da da da!
Ye Donghuang stepped forward step by step, and there was no sound, but Shi Feixuan had a breathtaking feeling that every step was like a drum in the morning and evening. The seemingly slow pace, a few steps have come to Shi Feixuan and peace. Before you.
"Om!"
Leukong looked at Ye Donghuang calmly, as if he was not a Zen sect who had just died. He opened his mouth and turned into a magical power to kill Ye Donghuang.
In an instant, Ye Donghuang felt a mighty and mighty force crushed by it, with its brilliance, its mighty, and domineering.
"The closed mantra is broken!"
Shi Feixuan looked at Kong and sighed in her heart!
After practicing the closed mantra for many years, it is only two months before you can succeed, and then you will be able to step into the realm of heaven and man in one fell swoop. Now everything has become a dream!
when!
Emperor Ye Dong lifted the Middle East Emperor Sword slightly, the crossbar was on his chest, and that magical power bombarded the sword, making a clear and loud sound of gold and iron, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, thrilling.
Hum!
The tyrannical power came from the sword, causing Ye Donghuang to feel a slight shock in his body.
Even those who are strong in the celestial and human realm would be seriously injured by this blow!
Unfortunately, it was useless for him!
"No!"
Shi Feixuan suddenly spoke, and instantly pulled out the ancient sword behind her.
call out!
A ray of sword intent swept across, emptying his head to move, and the Donghuang Sword was placed on Shifeixuan's white and tender neck.
"Your Majesty is too ruthless, really want to kill him?"
Shi Feixuan looked at Ye Donghuang with beautiful eyes, and asked without fear.
"A group of worms who are ill-intentioned and stand on the heads of the people, knocking their marrow and sucking blood, dare to be enemies with me, and they will die!"
Ye Donghuang put away the Donghuang sword and walked slowly towards the small copper hall inside, saying indifferently: "From now on, you are my captive!"
"Speaking high-sounding, isn't it just for the sake of Harmony?"
Shi Feixuan followed Ye Donghuang and saw that Ye Donghuang was walking towards the small bronze hall.
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