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Daisetsu Temple.

It is the holy land of the wolf tribe. The monks of Daxue Temple do not practice Buddhism, but mainly practice martial arts, and advocate Zen enlightenment. It is a temple that specializes in the physical body. Within the Daqi royal family, there are many worshipers who are from Daxue Temple.

This temple has a complete heritage.

After Zamaha was killed by the "bandits", the Wolf King felt that he had been humiliated and vowed to take revenge.

In the past few months, he had carried out continuous assassinations against Mingjian Villa just to paralyze the opponent. Let the other party think that their wolf clan only has this strength, but in fact, he has already sent people to Daxue Temple to invite the eminent monks. This Master Konglun was the eminent monk he paid a lot of money to invite down the mountain.

Living Buddha in the Golden Body Realm!

This is a big shot far beyond the martial soul realm. With a master of this level taking action, this assassination is basically a sure thing.

"Anyone who blocks the rise of our wolf clan is an enemy!"

The Wolf King waved his scimitar, and he was not just crazy.

When he reached this stage, he rarely chose to ask the monks of Daxue Temple to take action just because of hatred. The main reason was Wu Chong's attitude.

This attitude made it clear that he would not play with their wolf clan in the future, which made the Wolf King feel troubled.

The wolf clan needs a large amount of refined iron every year to trade with the Aragami alien race. Those lunatics don't know how much fine iron and weapons they need for their secret plans. If the offerings are cut off, those lunatics might destroy their wolf clan. Never doubt the strength of those lunatics!

What can defeat the Aragami is not how strong Da Qi is, but the strength of the ancient gods behind Da Qi.

If Aragami wins.

The one who pollutes is the ancient god.

In the courtyard.

Master Konglun suppressed with one palm, blocking all Wu Chong's escape routes. The martial arts will was so strong that it crushed the surrounding flowers and plants, and the ground sunk three feet deep.

Wu Chong stretched out his palm.

A small sword spun in his hand.

This is the sword energy condensed by the true essence. Before the foundation was established, he could only use physical objects to transform it. After the foundation was established, the flying sword was at his fingertips.

Wow.

Countless sword energy flew out from Wu Chong's palm, spread into flying swords, and formed a circular sword shield. The remaining flying swords fought towards Master Konglun's palm with downward force.

boom!

In mid-air, two forces collided.

Master Konglun, who had taken the lead and was about to kill the enemy with one strike, changed his expression. He found that his full palm was actually broken from the palm of his hand. Thousands of sword energy rushed up from below, and was about to pierce him into a hedgehog.

In a flash, Master Konglun forcibly transformed his body in the air and landed on the wall of the courtyard next to him.

Countless sword energy soared into the sky, and suddenly spread to nearly five hundred swords, covering the sky and the sun.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is so kind."

Master Konglun glanced at the palm of his hand, a cautious look flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, he was very annoyed with the Wolf King's information.

That bitch actually dares to trick me. Is this the strength of the Martial Soul Realm?

Is your martial spirit realm so strong? !

"The poor monk thinks."

Before the monk finished speaking, the flying sword from the sky fell down.

Thousands of swords are like rain.

Konglun's expression changed. Why didn't this man respect martial ethics? He didn't even let anyone finish his words.

The monk escaped quickly, and the rain of swords fell faster.

Master Konglun, who was fleeing, had a bitter look on his face and could only choose to resist. A golden aura rose from his body, and there were faintly translucent martial arts golden bodies flowing through his skin.

"Gold body?"

Ding!

The first flying sword fell down, and when it hit Kong Lun's body, it made the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Wu Chong flew up and stood on top of the wall, observing the attack of the flying sword from a distance.

The first one, the third one.

Countless flying swords rained down, and there was no way to avoid them.

When a heavy rain comes, can people avoid the rain?

Now the empty wheel is like a moth in a heavy rain, desperately trying to escape, but there is nowhere to escape.

There are too many flying swords.

After the twentieth round, the empty wheel finally couldn't hold on any longer.

There was a scar on the surface of his golden body. Although it was very shallow, it meant that he could no longer hold on.

"Is this the golden body?"

Wu Chong was a little disappointed.

The golden body is very strong, far more powerful than the martial spirit realm.

But that's it.

In Wu Chong's view, this realm is far inferior to foundation building. The difference is too big. The so-called immortal golden body is just a relative term. As long as the attack is strong enough, the golden body can be broken.

It is also possible that the empty wheel is not strong enough to display the strength of this realm.

"Donor, there is no life-and-death hatred between us. How about putting down the butcher's knife, taking refuge in my Buddha, and meditating together. Wouldn't it be nice..."

Kong Lun also saw Wu Chong.

While dodging the sword rain, he spoke to Wu Chong.

He was deceived by the Wolf Clan this time, and it was also because they were accustomed to being aloof from the Snow Temple. They had never taken a closer look at the surrounding martial arts sects. They always felt that they were a holy land of martial arts and were not on the same level as other martial arts sects in Daozhou.

Careless and arrogant.

There is a price to pay.

"No hatred?"

Wu Chong looked at the bald donkey's face and didn't even bother to say anything to him.

You have come to kill me, but now you can't beat me and tell me that there is no hatred. Is this the truth in the world?

"Amitabha."

Perhaps seeing Wu Chong's attitude, Kong Lun stopped talking, but there was a faint hint of murderous intent in his aura.

Konglun just doesn't want to fight, but since he can't escape.

His figure flashed and his speed increased several times out of thin air. The flying swords surrounding him failed to keep up for a moment.

The golden figure cut across the sky, flashing twice in the air as if teleporting, and the third time it arrived in front of Wu Chong.

At such a close distance, Wu Chong felt the heat coming towards his face.

And the beating of the heart like a drum.

The empty chakra golden body was spinning, the energy and blood in the body were boiling, the muscles and bones were all swollen, and the whole person was enlarged out of thin air. A golden Arhat appeared around him. Although it was just a shadow, it had already increased his strength several times.

The idea of ​​an empty wheel is simple.

Aren't you the flying sword? I'll kill you and Feijian will take care of it naturally.

"It looks good."

Wu Chong raised his hand and jumped forward to attack.

As a foundation-building monk, he has not yet improved his fighting skills among immortal cultivators, so he is the most comfortable to use.

Still a powerful eagle catching skill!

This martial art that made one's fortune has now become Dragon Capturing Kung Fu.

Bang!

The two forces collided in the air, forming a powerful air wave.

"The golden body is perfect?!"

Kong Lun's throat felt sweet. His full blow was actually broken by someone from the front, and the golden shadow behind him also exploded. This is the result of the power being completely crushed.

The empty wheel flew upside down and fell into the ruins, and the golden aura on his body took back his heart.

No more energy left.

Looking at Wu Chong standing emptyly above him, with flying swords surrounding him, his indifferent eyes were like looking at ants.

He wants to kill someone!

Konglun asked with a mixture of shock and anger.

"You want to be my enemy, Daxue Temple?"

What responded to him was thousands of flying swords

Chongzhou Prefecture.

State capital.

A big battle had just occurred in the Taoist palace. Among the ruins, Taoist Ji Tianxiong, whose breath was fluctuating, looked at the three people surrounding him and said calmly.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? Daqi is not as simple as you see..."