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"Successful by your Buddha? Is there a Buddha in this world?"

Su Xun stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, a touch of sarcasm evoked at the corner of his mouth.

Wangkong put his hands together: "Buddha, in my heart."

"Then there is no Buddha?" Su Xun's ridicule on his face became more obvious, and his voice became colder: "Unfortunately, there is no true Buddha in this world, but there is a true God. If you block the way of the son of God, you will die."

Religious controversy, faith controversy, this is a war even more fierce than the hatred of the country and the family.

In this world, except for himself, Su Xun did not allow any faith to remain.

What's more, are the so-called Buddhas and Taos in this world just illusory guys who fool people?

It just happened to forge an enmity with these two biggest schools, then it was settled altogether.

After solving the Lotus Temple and the Guizhen Temple, then other large and small temples and Taoist temples in this world will perish in the world without him.

"The benefactor is too hostile, and he will become a troll in the future. For the sake of the world, the monk, the poor monk, can only kill him. Amitabha, the benefactor, and the poor monk will help you live in bliss."

Wangkong's words fell, and the aura on his body slowly climbed, and a magnificent aura burst out, and the whole person stepped into the air to oppose Su Xun.

"kill!"

The Embroidery Division commanded the long sword out of its sheath, shouted angrily, and stepped into the air to kill other monks in the Lotus Temple.

"Clang 啷——"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed continued to sound, and thousands of embroidered clothes and guards surged toward the Lotus Temple like waves.

The four royal priests and the master warriors in the embroidered clothing guard each shared the elders of the Lotus Temple.

The Tenglong Army commander narrowed his eyes and said, "Lieutenant Li, take your people to rush up to help. The rest are on guard and cannot let one go."

Although Su Xun asked him to lead his troops to besieged below, he felt that the people he brought could not do nothing and just wait.

"Yes, General."

"Kill!"

Thousands of Tenglong troops in heavy armor rushed directly to the Lotus Temple on the stairs. The horseshoe and the stone ladder collided, and the sound of the armor collision made people excited.

"Old bald donkey, half-step martial arts, not enough in front of me."

Su Xun did not pay attention to the following battle, because only his battle with Wangkong was the key.

He is not in a hurry, but Wangkong can't help but hurry.

Because the monks are simply not well-trained and experienced military opponents.

"Amitabha, take your life!"

Wangkong must quickly kill or repel Su Xun, otherwise even if he is alive in the end, the rest of the lotus temple will almost die.

When the Buddha's name fell, he shot out with a palm, and the golden infuriating energy condensed into a giant palm and fell towards Su Xun.

The strength of the Half-Step Martial Saint is completely different from the peak of the Grand Master Realm. The essence has changed. As long as you cross this hurdle to become a Martial Saint, you will basically be out of the category of humans.

If Su Xun's power of practicing Qi Huashen alone is definitely not a half-step Martial Saint's opponent, but who made Su Xun cultivated the divine way and went further on the divine way.

Once Wangkong made a move, Su Xun had a general judgment on his strength.

It should be around the peak of Qihuashen Spiritualization or the mid-stage of Spiritualization Returning to Void, and he is not Su Xun's opponent at all.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that I met an opener player like me."

Su Xun smiled indifferently, facing that vast palm, he just stepped out, a vast divine power surging out.

"Chang——"

The divine power condensed into a fire phoenix and rushed towards the giant palm with a phoenix sound.

boom!

A crack appeared on the golden giant palm, and the speed was obviously slowed down.

Su Xun took another step and sneered coldly: "Broken!"

"Yin—"

Along with a dragon chant, the divine power condensed into a golden five-clawed dragon hovering on Su Xun and rushed out.

boom!

The golden palm was shattered by divine power, dissipated in the air, and turned into a gust of wind.

"How can it be!"

Wangkong was horrified, and couldn't calm down even if he meditated on the Buddhist meditation mantra.

Because the difference in strength between him and Su Xun was far beyond his imagination.

He had only felt this kind of despair in the ancestor who had been retired from the Lotus Temple.

Wu Sheng!

This Su Xun is definitely a martial sage!

What will be his future achievements for such a young Wu Sheng? Will it break Wu Sheng's obstacle avoidance?

Moreover, he felt that Su Xun's true aura seemed a little different from the true aura of their warriors.

Of course it was different, because Su Xun was divine power, not true qi at all.

"impossible?"

Su Xun was joking first, then his eyes became domineering and arrogant:

"I have said that I am a god, for a god, I shall be omnipotent!"

The voice fell, and Void shook his hand: "Sword."

The divine power condenses into a long sword and falls into the hand.

"Die!"

Su Xun holding the sword, his figure disappeared instantly, appeared in front of Wang Kong the next second, and he lifted the sword and cut.

Wangkong took off the Buddha beads on his neck to fight it.

"Wow!"

It was just a sword, the rope was broken, and the prayer beads fell one by one from the air.

Wangkong was panicked, his prayer beads were strung with a special gold thread, and then he blessed his true energy, but he was cut off by a sword like this.

Wu Sheng, it really makes people feel desperate.

Su Xun pressed on every step of the way, he could only retreat while fighting.

"Old bald donkey, where is your Buddha, let him come out to save you."

Su Xun's robe moved lightly, his black hair flying, and the long sword in his hand waved, his eyes filled with coldness, and his voice spread wildly throughout the lotus mountain.

Wangkong didn't say a word, because he didn't dare to be distracted at all. He had been hit by several swords, and once he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but spray blood.

"It seems that your Buddha is not very useful. Why don't you change the Lotus Temple from now on to the Jiuxiao God Emperor Temple? This son of God considers how to spare your life."

Su Xun was extremely arrogant and kept pressing Wangkong to fight, neither quickly killing him nor giving him a chance to fight back.

It is as if a cat has caught a mouse and is playing with each other as much as possible.

Wangkong still didn't say a word, and kept swallowing the blood pouring back into his stomach, trying his best to resist Su Xun.

The boring one-man show made Su Xun feel a little tired, and his eyes were cold and he said, "Don't speak? Do you look down on my **** son?"

"Then go to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum rose again, the long sword was like a rainbow, the air pierced the sky, and the sword light flashed to the ground. Everyone who was fighting lost sight.

"Stab!"

The long sword passed through Wangkong's mouth.

"Puff--"

Wang Kong spouted a mouthful of blood, and then his body quickly fell to the ground.

"Head!" "Brother!" "Uncle Master!" "Master!"

The people at the Lotus Temple below saw this scene with a big change in expression and sorrow.

No one thought that Su Xun was so strong.

They were also planning to leave Su Xun's life in the Lotus Temple.

"kill!"

The people in the Embroidery Division will not give them sad time.

Su Xun quickly solved Wangkong, a half-step martial sage, and everyone was shocked and excited.

After all, they respect the strong.

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