However, due to the importance of the stone Buddha and the shock at this moment, no one could notice it.

Waving the dust, the whole hall fell into silence. At a glance, the abbot all fell on the formation at the foot of the stone Buddha. The unheard and invisible runes above were enough to make them realize the situation they were facing now.

In the silence, time slowly passed. The figures at the foot of the mountain had reached the mountainside. There were more than 30 steps left in the temple gate. The disciples in front of the gate could not bear the pressure. They had already escaped. Several monks from Guiyuan Temple stood in front of the gate and looked down at the thin figure below. They shouted: "Who is here! What's wrong!"

"Ye Fengsheng"

The thin man kept walking. He continued to move forward. After eight steps, he said, "Kill people."

It was this calm and composed speech that contained endless intentions to kill Alu, which made several elders at the mountain gate feel numb, cold hairs on their hands, and their nervous nerves burst out completely.

They didn't even dare to listen to Ye Fengsheng. At the same time, they also closed the gate of Guiyuan Temple, which had never been closed in 20 years.

"Bang!"

After the noise, several people on the door looked at each other. Out of instinct, they wanted to tell the abbot and the temple supervisor about this, but unexpectedly, the "cracking" sound outside the door suddenly became violent. Even the ground under their feet began to shake as the sound approached!

Suddenly a powerful pressure fell into the air, and the heavy pressure pressed on people's hearts, so that several people had no strength to move forward. When they were shocked and scared, they subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw a huge sword energy tearing the sky and falling from the sky. Its power was so great that it crushed everything in front of them!

Too scary! Too scary!

How could I see such powerful means in my life? I'm afraid even the abbot can't do it!

How can I survive with this knife?

Just when several people were desperate, their hearts stopped beating under pressure, and a magnificent golden light appeared in their eyes, wrapping them completely in the middle. Outside the golden light, the huge Buddha shadows were gathering together at a visible speed, raising their hands, shaking the appearance of Mount Tai, holding the sword that destroyed the world!

An unprecedented huge vibration reached the ears of everyone in Guiyuan Temple. Accompanied by the sound, the resonance of the surrounding air and the blurred vision, even the ground under her feet was lifted by a force that appeared in the sky.

Shining golden light!

Looking up at the sky, I can see that the ancient Buddha's hands can be combined with Tianbi's hands, and in the oldest and simplest way, picking up the blade that tears the sky. When they get along, the entire space is greatly stirred, and countless halos are overflowing. The two palms of the ancient Buddha's sword are constantly leaking out. At the same time, the golden light outside Guiyuan Temple condenses its violently trembling ancient Buddha, like a sea that stirs up waves. The waves are endless, and the waves are endless.

"What the hell is this!"

The tremor of the golden light caused the potential pressure accumulated on the sword to fall on the monks in the temple. In the fierce killing intentions it contains, people only feel like a ship in the sea, without huge waves, just a slightly larger wave can easily drown themselves in the sea!

When the blade is lowered a little, the golden light on the ancient Buddha's body is completely destroyed, and the palm that resists the blade is completely broken, all of which is due to the potential of the hard connected blade on the arm that loses the palm.

Below is panic, and the two battles are about to retreat.

Life is yours! If you can live by running away, who would die here?

"...I sincerely repent today, and I dare not do it after repentance. This is incalculable and unforgettable. I only hope that all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the ten directions will bless me, protect me, eliminate our sins, and let us pay tribute to my heart."

Suddenly, the voice of confession was heard in the hall, and the monks looked at each other. They all heard the abbot's voice. When did the dean of the monastery provoke such a terrible existence and cause suffering to himself and others? The hall rushed towards the sky and contacted the golden light outside the temple. The surging golden light suddenly began to stabilize and gradually faded, and the ancient Buddha above the golden light also created a lotus platform under the blessing of this passage of scripture.

The ancient Buddha sat on the lotus, neither happy nor sad. Although the arm without hands did not produce five fingers, it also reached a rather strange balance with the sword light in the sky. Although the pressure still existed, at least the Dao light did not continue to fall.

Ye Fengsheng, who was holding a long sword in the air, was also surprised by the scene in front of him. Although he had not used the "drag technique" for a long time, he rarely did. However, as a person who came out of the dragging knife, no one knew better than him. Along the way, he could not hold the handle of the knife several times, so that his household registration was still there. Under such circumstances, even he himself was not sure whether he could catch the knife, but Guiyuan Temple still blocked it with some inheritance methods.

At this time, Ye Fengsheng had to give birth to a different mood and headed towards Guiyuan Temple.

Is there a formation ban left by the ancients in Guiyuan Temple? Or the monks in the temple join forces to donate blood, preparing to die with themselves at a huge cost?

When Ye Feng thought of this, he sneered and made the ancient Buddha confront the sword light. After twisting his body in the air, the long sword disappeared in his hand. Instead, he was replaced by three dark short swords, which were always by his side according to some strange rules.

"Stars are falling, stars are changing, and fire is setting off,"

Ye Feng murmured to himself, his eyes full of sun and moon. He looked directly at the hall of the temple through the golden light. After pulling a cold arc from the corner of his mouth, he spit out two words, with clear words and some long intervals:

"Let's go."

"Kill."

When the sound fell, three swords passed through the soul and came out of the two circles of the body. After the three bright swords were traced out in the sky, they easily pierced the barrier of the gold edge and headed straight to the palace where the vernacular scriptures were constantly circulating.

“Back to the shore!”

The three monks of Guiyuan Temple drank in unison, and as the sword shadows soared into the air, their spirits were stirring around. One monk's clothes made a hunting sound, and the other monk's clothes exploded under the surging spiritual energy, revealing an extremely strong skeleton body under the tempering of spiritual energy. After a closer look, you can see the soul flowing back and forth in a group, which is shocking!

He could not resist the sword that destroyed the sky and the earth. But if he only helped the abbot to resist some flying sword plots, he thought he could do it!

Especially when the abbot's senior brother fought with the sword for the survival of Guiyuan Temple, he had no choice but to do so!

However, when the three monks stopped the sword in their hands and walked towards the dagger in front of them with concentration, they felt that they had been focused, like a piece of paper cut that was directly pierced by three daggers. Before they could react, blood splattered, and the three corpses fell heavily on the hard bricks below, like three pieces of rotten paper that no one cared about, falling into the desperate situation of death.

"Soner and powerful."

The three swords passed through the bright red cassock together, embedded in the complex array on the ground, making dull echoes.

Almost at the same time, the ancient Buddha statues in the sky, which could have fought against swords, broke into pieces, fluttered with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

The golden light was annihilated, and the giant blade fell into the air along the original path. It was accurately carved on the head of the reclining Buddha surrounded by mountains. Ye Fengsheng's dragger condensed such a powerful force. Suddenly it exploded and the whole mountain began to collapse.
Chapter completed!