Chapter 125: The hardest battle

Under the Mijie Mountain, the blood light is getting stronger and stronger, and the abbot of Du'e Temple frowns lightly, feeling the more suppressed Buddha power in his body, and the killing in his eyes also becomes more intense.
This child must not be left!
On the opposite side, Ning Chen's expression also became unprecedentedly dignified. This is the strongest enemy he has encountered in his life.
Even if there is repression of resentment, he is the abbot of Du'e Temple, a Buddha living in the world!
Their only chance is to compete above speed. The Abbot of Du'e Temple was not good at speed. Now it is slow again, and he has been able to keep up.
In other words, Lime has been able to outperform in speed.
In this battle, the existence of the blood pattern sword is crucial. He must urge the resentment in the sword as much as possible, suppress the old Buddhist monk's Buddha's power, and create a chance for Liming to fight.
The Abbot of Du'e Temple obviously also knew where the key was. Looking at the soldiers in front of him, he slowly raised his right hand and forced Ning Chen.
The golden light shines in the world, blooming brightly in the blood of the sky, and the screaming sound is constantly ringing. It is the force of Buddha's resentment that is colliding violently.
At this moment, the lime moved, and the blue light crossed the sky, and the silver gun condensed in front of him, puncturing the former sandalwood.
"when"
The Abbot of Du'e Temple blocked the left palm, and the silver gun was blocked and could not advance.
Ning Chen also arrived in front of him at the same time, the blood sword broke into the air, and cut the eyes of the Buddha.
When the sound of the golden stone sounded, the abbot of Du'e Temple closed his eyes, pinched the Buddha seal in his right hand, the Buddha printed, and patted the forward.
"Bang"
The silver guns blocked each other. In a short moment, Ning Chen had already withdrawn from the ten feet, the broken bow appeared, the snowflakes drifted away, and a silver arrow burst out.
Lime cooperated, the silver gun turned around, Yan went to Yanhui, and broke into the sandalwood of the Buddha from the other side.
In the face of the two men's attack, the look of the Abbot of Du'e Temple remained unchanged, his palms folded together, the golden light was bright, the invincible Buddha's power was inviolable, the arrow burst slammed, and the silver gun was also blocked an inch from the sand.
"Green Swing"
The silver gun was blocked, Liming's hand holding the gun was released, the gun body turned sharply, the blue light gathered, and a piercing crackling sound was heard.
At the next moment, Liming slapped the tail of the gun with a palm, and the blocked silver gun broke into the Buddha's light with the power of palm and rotation.
At this moment, the Buddha grasped the edge of the gun and blocked the pace of the silver gun.
At the same time, the was reappeared, and the abbot of Du'e Temple turned his palm to Liming.
The two palms left in an instant, giving Ning Chen the best chance to step on, step on him, bully him, and stab with a sword straight to Tanzhong.
"Is it so simple"
The Abbot of Du'e Temple snorted with a cold sigh, and his palm changed its direction instantly, with a palm printed to Ning Chen.
"Bang"
Ning Chen's Hengjian blocked the move, the blood was bright, and the Buddha's power was shocked. The resentment removed most of the Buddha's power. However, the remaining power is still not the only nine products that can be resisted. The blood stains flew out.
Lime's face changed, but it was too late to control the former's injuries. With his right hand turned, the gun body was separated from the blade. Immediately, the bladeless gun broke into the flaw in the Buddha's chest.
"Uh"
The silver aura came into the body, and the abbot of Du'e Temple snorted with a backhand shot. The woman in front of Zhen Fei.
Lime flew out of the dozens of feet, and after landing, took a few steps back to stop his body, and the blood at the corner of his mouth quietly trickled down.
"How are you!" Liming glanced at Ning Chen and asked.
In the "not yet dead" speech, Ning Chen vomited a bite of blood again, spilled the sword body, and aroused the more intense blood of a waterfall.
In a short instant confrontation, the two were already injured, especially Ning Chen. After a stroke, the body was almost difficult to sustain.
The Buddha in the world is too strong. Even if suppressed by the surrounding grudges, the strength is still absolutely strong and difficult to overcome.
On the other side of the battlefield, the leader of the forbidden army waited for more than three hundred forbidden soldiers to fight against the three Buddhist guardians. With the help of the suppression, they barely blocked the pace of the three.
The General Three Hundreds lives and forgets death, and his face is crazy. Even if he died in battle, he will never let the three bald donkeys disturb their Hou.
They believe that Hou will definitely block the false Buddha on earth, for no reason, just because he is their Hou.
On the battlefield of the two sides, one side is more difficult than the other side. The one-month time that Daxia needs is now less than ten days. Can it last in the whole battle tonight?
They cannot return to Gulan City at the residence of Jean Du'e Temple, otherwise, the four thousand imprisoned troops on the south Li River will also be unable to escape the fate of all the war dead.
The warrior, without regret, went down one by one, and rushed up again without hesitation.
Finally, among the three Buddhism protectors, casualties also began to appear. At the death of four seven-ranking soldiers, the leader of the forbidden army finally caught a flaw in the protector, and stab a sword into its cave.
The other two Buddhism protectors were furious and turned their hands over, but they were blocked by the two soldiers with their bodies. In an instant, the body exploded, and blood and stray body splashed out.
No one is sad, no one is crying, the remaining soldiers are still fighting unshakably, the sword is ruthless, and the heart is even more ruthless.
This is the most miserable battle for the defeat of the summer ban. Three hundred people faced three people, one by one in battle. Almost every moment there were soldiers falling, with expectations and smiles, and they hoped to see them alive. People.
Not long ago, less than a hundred soldiers were standing, and they were still falling.
Ning Chen did not distract, but also felt the tragic situation not far away. Since he could not take them back, he pulled down the group of false Buddhas and buried them for them.
Under the pressure of the Abbot of Du'e Temple, the silver qi that oscillated inside the body was white for a moment.
Lime turned the end of the gun body, pulled out another gun blade, and installed it immediately.
The three confronted each other. After a while, Ning Chen moved first. With a left hand, Mo Jian flew out, Shuang Hua condensed, and bullied himself again.
Before "Dang" was still an inch in Tan Tan, the Buddha's palm blocked the sword front. After eating a loss just now in Du'e Temple's residence, he was more cautious about protecting Tan Zhong's cave.
The ink sword was blocked, Ning Chen's right hand bloodsword sword moved again, slammed on the Buddha's eye with a bang, suddenly the blood was dazzling, the air of Buddha's resentment collided violently, and the piercing sound came back.
The eyes of the Abbot of Du'e Temple are still closed, the left palm protects Tanzhong, and the right palm pinches the Buddha's seal with one hand. In an instant, the golden light shines in the sky, and the world's claim is like a reappearance.
When the crisis approached, Lime's face changed slightly, and he lifted up in the sky. His whole body was lifted to the peak. He held a silver gun and penetrated the body of the Buddha from top to bottom.
In a bang, the world is scattered, Lime was also injured by Yu Wei, and he flew out again after blood stains and vomited vermilion.
"Sister Lime"
Ning Chen's heart was shocked, and two volumes of heavenly books were in operation. Suddenly, the frost and the dark yellow light appeared in the blood of the sky, and the three colors competed, which dazzled in this night.
The sudden change of gravity, the Abbot of Du'e Temple was also not suitable for a moment. The speed of return movement was slightly slower, and the moment when the left hand turned the palm, there was a very brief stagnation.
A flaw between the eyes, the position of Tan Tan appeared, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand was approaching, and the sword was not entered, and the true energy was poured into it.
"Indiscriminate!" The Abbot of Du'e Temple forbeared the pain, grasping the ink sword with his left palm, and immediately, the body of the Buddha suddenly swayed.
"Click"
The ink sword was broken, and Ning Chen was rushed out of the over twenty feet by the erupting Buddha power, and a spit of blood spewed out, breaking the sword station and seriously wounding again.
Suffering from the junior injuries, the Abbot of Du'e Temple couldn't resist his anger, his face was endlessly murderous, and when he stepped on his feet, the Buddha appeared, the lotus blossomed in the void, and the golden lotus blossomed in the air, forming the endless Dharma Lotus. World.
Bailian Realm opened, and the surrounding blood light suddenly weakened, but instead had a tendency to be suppressed.
"Retreat!" Ning Chen vomited another spit of blood and reluctantly ordered.
After hearing the words, the soldiers of the Forbidden Army responded quickly, without any hesitation, and immediately retreated towards the mountain.
The two Buddhism guardians wanted to chase, and they saw a silver spear swept across. The two did not respond, and flew out with a bang, vomiting bright red.
On this side, Ning Chen endured the injury that broke out in the body, and the three arrows burst, showing the shape of the character to the old monk's eyes and the position of Tan.
The abbot of Du'e Temple shone with Buddha light around him, and the moment the arrow was approaching, it burst into pieces.
"Go" Ning Chen glanced at Lime and spoke again.
"Want to go, hum!"
There was a cold hum in the residence of Du'e Temple, and when I stepped on it, under the lotus light, I would trap the blasphemous Buddha.
Ning Chen's blood-stained sword was cut in his hand, and the infinite blood gas condensed, blocking the lotus light ~ EbookFREE.me ~ However, in a blink of an eye, the blood gas collapsed and it was difficult to stop the Holy Buddha.
At this time, Lime had reached his body, grasping the former dangerously and dangerously, and quickly retreated.
The road up the mountain was so far away. After the two broke, they fought for two breathing opportunities, and the remaining 70 or so forbidden military forces barely escaped thousands of miles.
After all, not everyone is congenitally strong like lime, and with injuries, it is difficult to escape.
When the abbot of Du'e Temple and the two Buddhist guardians quickly chased and killed, at this time, on the mountain road, a blazing arrow flew across, and the arrow fell into the ground, and a terrible big explosion rang out.
The unexplained explosion caused the mountain to shake violently, the gravel splashed, and everyone was staggered.
After a short while, Jinlian Guanghua crashed into pieces and was swallowed by the fire.
Seeing this, Ning Chen didn't hesitate. The figure moved into a stream of light and burst into the blaze of the explosion. The blood-stained sword broke into empty space. At this moment, the speed reached an extreme point in life.
"Ningchen"
Lime's look changed, and immediately caught up, silver spears, but it was still too late.
But in the light of the fire, the Buddha stood still, holding the gun in one hand, and the other hand silently penetrated the figure of the blasphemer, blood was sprayed, and the red buddha was dyed.
The cold wind of Yiwei, scattered under the night, this battle, finally at this moment, will end.
The soldier behind him stopped, froze his eyes, and gradually showed the look of despair.
The Buddha in the firelight, the Buddha's clothing has been blown up, and the two Buddhism protectors are seriously injured. However, no matter what, the Buddha on earth is still standing.
This is a big mountain, and they still failed to turn it over.
Just when everyone thought that the war was over, some pale yellow sand appeared quietly, immediately condensed into a long sword, and instantly penetrated into the position of the Buddha's sandalwood.