Chapter 1400: Buddha stops the Buddha

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Yun Feiyang stood side by side and said disdainfully: "Even if King Kong is angry? No one can resist Brother Zhang Yan's sword. I am afraid the undefeated King Kong of the Buddhist family will not do it either, this time fearing death. "
The middle-aged monk King Kong, a Buddhist monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, glared with anger and walked forward. With each step, the momentum on his body was a little stronger, and the momentum to suppress everything in the world came to Zhang Yan.
The martial arts soldiers around him were shocked and took a subconscious step backward. They did not dare to face King Kong's anger, as if they were seen at first glance. They have a feeling of nothingness, which made everyone fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhang Yan stood there without fear, standing across the sword, his eyes full of murderousness, coldly saying, "I have always been reluctant to be your enemies against all zens of Buddhism. I have never thought of anyone But you Buddhism Zen Buddhism is too much. If you are deliberately trying to die, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Today, even your Buddha is here. I will kill Yunhai Pavilion today. Whoever blocks me will die. , The Buddha blocks the Buddha. "
"Okay, what a Buddha is to stop killing Buddha. Today I want to see how you can kill me," the middle-aged monk looked at Zhang Yan with angrily, his momentum was completely released, and he went straight to Zhang Yan and oppressed the past. Want to give Zhang Yan a disappointment by virtue of momentum.
However, Zhang Yan still stood still very calmly. He didn't put the momentum on his body in his eyes, and even a sneer of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying coldly: "Your momentum is really not in front of me. What, what about King Kong's anger? I want to see if it's your King Kong's anger or my sword. "
The middle-aged monk heard the words full of anger and opened his eyes. After his hands were folded, an extra magic pestle was thrown in his hands, and then he jumped directly with a loud scream. Come here, this blow seems to have the power to break the mountain.
Zhang Yan wasn't talking too much either. She cut the Moon Sword across her head, trying to block the blow.
"boom!"
A loud noise came, and everyone only felt that the eardrum was cracking, shocked, and the headache was cracking. The impact was too great. When the crowd slowed down and looked at Zhang Yan, they found out Zhang Yan had nothing at all.
They only saw that the middle-aged monk still maintained a downward smashing posture, and Zhang Yan also maintained a posture of holding a sword in a horizontal position. Neither of them had anything to do, and even Zhang Yan's breath was not disordered, but King Kong was angry. The breath of the middle-aged monk was a bit violent.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, thinking that this inflammation of physical training has reached such a level? How could you withstand the full blow of King Kong ’s angry eyes without changing the face? This is how powerful you are. You must know that the Buddha ’s practice has become King Kong ’s angry eyes, but it ’s the undefeated King Kong body, which is the Dacheng Holy Body. It's so easy to catch it. This kind of strength is just incredible.
However, compared to those things Zhang Yan did before, whether it defeated the sword of the Abyss Demon Swordless, or killed many powerful elders in the Yunhai Pavilion, or reached the summit in the fairy road, it was still a sword. City, each of these things is incredible. Putting it on any one of them is a story that has been passed down through the ages. Compared with these things, everyone even feels that Zhang Yan has caught the anger of King Kong. The blow also became commonplace, as if it was taken for granted.
The middle-aged monk also flashed a shock in his eyes. When he was exerting his energy, he looked at the number of people who could take the full blow of the Zen Buddha, and they were able to catch the full blow. There is nothing at all, except for the latter one, I am afraid that there is only the monarch who has been retreating meditation. Is this boy really so powerful?
He now finally knows why the people of the Ten Thousand Buddhas were repeatedly buried in Zhang Yan's hands. The strength of this inflammation is really strong, which is not comparable to ordinary people. Even now he feels the pressure.
However, the middle-aged monk hasn't waited for the next move. When Zhang Yan moved, Zhang Yan sneered at the corner of his mouth and sneered, "It's my turn."
Just after Zhang Yan's words fell, countless swords of qi were sent out. The sword qi ran across Zhang Yan's body. The powerful sword qi attacked the middle-aged monk's body, but relying on the undefeated King Kong body, the monk could still resist Zhang Yan's. Jianqi.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
The crowd only heard a sound of metal impact, and they all lamented the strength of Zhang Yan's sword energy, which forced the angry monk ’s angry middle-aged monk to use his sword energy to force him back, and also shocked the Buddhist undefeated King Kong. powerful.
At this moment, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed a killing intention, and then the whole body's sword energy was retracted and gathered on the hand to cut the moon sword. The powerful Haotian Jianyi instantly locked the middle-aged monk and made him feel very uncomfortable. At the same time, looking at Zhang Yan with a shocked face, he felt the blockade of Haotian Jianyi, and he really felt the power of Zhang Yan's sword.
The middle-aged monk didn't dare to carelessly, roared, and adjusted his body to the best state. For a time, the light of the Buddha was full of light, and the whole person released dazzling golden light, stinging the eyes of the people around him, his hands crossed on his chest, horizontal The magic devil is ready to resist the sword of Zhang Yan.
However, Zhang Yan ’s sword was too fast. He did n’t even see Zhang Yan ’s sword. Before he could react, he just felt his neck was cold. When he went to see Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan had already In front of him, at the same time retracted the sword and returned to the original standing position, but the golden blood on Zhang Yan's sword flowed down, dripping a little bit down the ground along the edge of the sword.
The middle-aged monk's eyes were wide and his eyes were full of disbelief. He reached out and touched his neck, but at the moment when his hand was out, his head rolled down from his neck, and his body also Planted to the ground with no breath.
"Wow!"
The tsunami-like exclamation erupted in the surrounding people. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Most of them didn't see Zhang Yan's movements. How could the Buddhist monk with anger and anger was killed? The strength of this inflammation is too scary, right?
Ling Yun shook her head aside and sighed: "This Zhang Yan's strength is really well-deserved, I am afraid that the style of this sword can catch up with that person then?"
The sword without a trace was stunned, and the whole person was dumbfounded. I didn't expect Zhang Yan's strength to become stronger, and it was more than a little bit stronger. How did this guy do it?
The old monk of the ten thousand Buddha Zen next to Sword No Trace was also extremely distressed. He went directly to the dead body of the middle-aged monk, and began to chant the Buddhist scriptures with his palms folded together. For the middle-aged monk, he chanted for a while. The disciples carried his body down, but the old monk did not leave, but walked in the direction of Zhang Yan.
As the old monk walked, he lowered his head and continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures that Zhang Yan could not understand.