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Chapter 6077 The sequelae of the competition

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    "Great Zen Heart Sutra, Spiritual Mind has made a full-scale attack. It seems that the Buddhist supernatural power of this Heavenly Sword Saint is far more powerful than we imagined." Tian Shazi said in a shocked tone.

    The Five Elements Sons were all silent, with a sense of shock and frustration hidden in their eyes.

    ?How can there be such monstrous people in this world, their swordsmanship is as good as the sky, and the Dharma is so transcendent, so how can they gain a foothold in the future?

    The pretty face of the Tianlian Saintess changed slightly, and she said in amazement: "Sure enough, this Heavenly Sword Saint God's supernatural powers emerge endlessly, as if he has countless trump cards, and it is hard to see through."

    After finishing speaking, she raised her head slightly and looked at the elder brother next to her, a trace of worry flashed in her clear eyes.

    Shengzi Jianwu felt it, held his junior sister's catkin, and said with pride: "Junior sister, it is a great blessing in life to be able to compete with such an opponent as a brother."

    "En." Seeing the peerless demeanor of the senior brother, the worry in the eyes of Saintess Tianlian was a little less, she nodded with a flowery smile, and then watched the battle with him.

    ? I saw that after exhibiting the ten thousand Buddha dynasty, the son of Lingxin Buddha sat cross-legged in the void, folded his hands together, and recited the Great Zen Heart Sutra.

    But seeing the Buddha's light shining everywhere, the words "Buddha" lingered one by one, and evolved into Buddhas one by one, standing tall, with the sound of "Amitabha", and ran towards Lin Chen mightily.

    Seeing this, Lin Chen did not slow down at all, but accelerated instead, urging immobile Ming Wangyin to move forward.

    "go."

    Lin Chen moved his hands in turn, threw the Fudo Ming King Seal, bang bang bang, knocking over one Buddha after another, but the light became dimmer and wobbly.

    Soon, Fudo Ming Wang Yin could not make an inch, but fell into the sky full of Buddhas, was violently attacked, and cracks appeared.

    After a while, the seal of the Fudo Ming King cracked open with a "click", and seeing this, the spirit of the Buddha of Lingxin was greatly lifted, and he took advantage of the situation to attract ten thousand Buddhas to attack Lin Chen.

    But when he looked at Lin Chen, he couldn't help being shocked. He saw the radiant Buddha behind Lin Chen, and a majestic Fudo Mingwang emerged.

    King Ming sat on a stone seat, looking like a boy, with seven buns on top, braided hair hanging down his left shoulder, his left eye slightly closed, his lower teeth biting his upper lip, showing an angry look, carrying a raging divine fire on his back, holding a sharp sword in his right hand, and a rope in his left hand,  Take the pose of breaking troubles.

    "Cut."

    As soon as Fudo Mingwang appeared, Lin Chen shouted majesticly, as if following his words, he made Fudo Mingwang jump out and slashed down with his sword.

    ?The Buddha statues were cut in half by the sharp sword in Fudo Myoko's hand like paper, and a passage was opened in a blink of an eye, approaching the spiritual Buddha.

    Lingxin Buddha's pupils shrank, his face changed drastically, he raised his hands and swung his sleeves and shouted: "Lingtian cassock, Yu."

    With a bang, a shimmering cassock with Buddha patterns lingering and gilded colors emerged, blocking Fudo Myoko's front.

    This is his natal weapon, a supreme treasure of defense. Although it has attack power and can trap the enemy, it is not as good as defense, so he has not used it before. The situation is critical now, and it is the right time.

    With this cassock, Lingxin Buddha's mind is fixed, and he still sits cross-legged, thinking: "The Lingtian cassock can guard against all kinds of supernatural powers and thousands of secret methods.  Only kung fu can crack it, and it should be easy to resist the supernatural power of this Heavenly Sword benefactor."

    But when he thought of this, he heard a loud bang, and saw Fudo Ming Wang chopping Lingtian's cassock with his sword.

    "What?"

    Lingxin Buddha's complexion changed drastically, and just as he got up, he saw Fudoming King throwing the rope, entangled Lingtian cassock, pulled the cassock violently, and pulled it out.

    King Fudo Ming took advantage of the situation and swept out with a sword. The Buddhist disciple Lingxin raised his hand to resist, and the body surface was intertwined with a Buddhist mask, but it was torn apart like a cloth.

    Without defense, the sharp sword in King Fudo Ming's hand struck out, and the blade pointed directly at his chest.

    "Pfft."

    Lingxin Buddha's body trembled violently, spraying three feet of blood from his mouth, he flew upside down, hit the defensive cover at the end of the battle platform, and slid down.

    "Have you lost your soul?"

    Tianshazi and the others all got up and looked at the scene with ugly faces. Only Shengzi Jianwu sat down, but his eyes were very serious, and it took a long time before he was relieved.

    "Amitabha Buddha."

    The Vajra Immovable Saint Buddha chanted with his eyebrows down, but he didn't say a word, and his thoughts could not be seen.

    The Heavenly Slaughter leader and the others looked at each other, then looked at the Yuantian Sword Master, and said, "I don't know how much chance I have of winning compared to swordsman and martial arts, this son of a monster?"

    "Fifty percent." Yuantian Sword Master replied.

    "Is there really a 50% chance of winning?"

     Heavenly Slaughter leader seemed a little skeptical, and said: "Lingxin has comprehended the Great Zen Heart Sutra to a perfect state, enough to fight us for dozens of rounds, but he also lost to that kid, and Lei Gang who had comprehended Jianwu  The Yangshen Sword Sutra is not much different from the Great Chan Heart Sutra."

    "I said that there is 50% achievement and 50% achievement. Why do you doubt it?" Yuantian Sword Saint said with great enthusiasm.

    "Hehe, it couldn't be better."

    The head of the Heavenly Killing Cult nodded with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions, and the Five Elements Lord and the others stopped talking.

    Things have come to this point, they can only pin their hopes on the disciples of the other party, as for the Son of Wanchu, in their eyes, they are not as good as the disciples of the Spiritual Heart Buddha.

    Lingxin Buddha, who fell on the battle platform, coughed uncomfortably, his handsome face was as pale as paper, and he staggered up, the torn monk robe oozes blood, it can be seen that there are many cracks in his divine body, and the injury is not light.

    Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked up at Lin Chen, controlled his trembling hands together, and said, "The Heavenly Sword benefactor has vast teachings, and the little monk is convinced."

    "Master, you are too polite. If you put that cassock on your body, the defense will be stronger, and it will not be so easy for me to crack it." Lin Chen cupped his hands.

    "Even so, the little monk can only support a little longer under the hands of the benefactor, so what's the benefit?" Lingxin Buddha shook his head.

    "Concession."

    Lin Chen nodded noncommittally, and immediately dissipated his supernatural powers, turned around and walked out of the battle stage, and saw the geniuses of the twelve small states standing up and shouting "Holy God of Heavenly Sword", "Holy God of Heavenly Sword."

    "Hahaha, Dad is in the top three."

    Xiaohuo danced happily and smiled happily.

    "Don't worry about the third, Lin Chen is the first, the first." The Bright Tree punched hard and corrected.

    "First?"

    Primordial Blood Sage, Tianhan Sanshen and others were startled when they heard the words. If they had some doubts before, they could really see hope now.

    That's the number one. No genius from the Twelve Small States has ever gotten it. If Lin Chen got it, he would be the number one person in history. Just thinking about it is exciting.

    "Shouldn't the sword martial saint son and Wanchu holy son be inferior to the Luo devil son?"

    Shangyang Fengsheng and the others looked at each other, showing great longing for this.

    Wen Yushu and Yu Luanke were even more excited. They looked at Lin Chen obsessively, and couldn't help shouting: "Master Tianjian, you are so handsome." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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