Chapter 235 I've Wanted to Do This for a Long Time
"Nangong Feng, what did the head of the family say?"
The man came out of the courtyard full of singing and dancing, and met a man, who asked him.
Nangong Feng saw the man, smiled and greeted him, saying: "Meet the Third Master. The head of the family said, don't bother with him."
The man called the Third Master looked about sixty or seventy years old, with a shrewd face. When he heard this, he said: "Hey, there is so much gold in the Golden Buddha Temple, why don't we just..."
"The Third Master's idea is good, but we have to listen to the head of the family!" Nangong Feng said neither servile nor arrogant.
"Ha~ That's right, this is all my own delusion!" The Third Master also smiled and said: "You go and get busy!"
"Yes, Third Master!" Nangong Feng bowed and walked out.
He sneered in his heart, Nangong Di, you old man only know how to rob!
However, he also knew that this man was Nangong Zhao's third uncle, who had been short-sighted and incompetent all his life. The servants of the Nangong family could only call him "Third Master" but treated this old man as a fart.
Nangong Di looked at the Golden Buddha Temple in the distance and sighed in his heart.
The gold of the monk must be quite a lot.
In order to enrich the Nangong family, he thought about it and decided to persuade his eldest nephew.
As soon as he entered the small courtyard where singing and dancing were going on, he saw his eldest nephew lying on an old woman...
Damn, nephew, how come you have a heavier taste than this old man!
He twitched his mouth and thought that it was better to forget about it. He was going to find two beautiful ladies to detoxify.
With such a master, when will the Nangong family prosper!
Zhang Qiming, who was in the Golden Buddha Temple, didn't know about the episode that happened in the Picheng City Lord's Mansion. At this time, he was fighting three people alone!
Fu Guang, Fu Hai, and Fu Xing, three Zhoutian monks, brought a group of alms-begging monks and came to the ruined temple angrily. They saw that there was only Fu Bao hanging in the ruined temple, and no one else.
They were fooled!
When they came back, they saw Zhang Qiming killed Guang Kong and waited for them.
Traitors and foreign enemies occupied the Golden Buddha Temple. How could they tolerate this?
So the three of them were covered with Buddha's light and killed Zhang Qiming.
Three against one, just what Zhang Qiming wanted.
One Zhoutian warrior was not enough for him to fight!
"Have you three eaten? Try harder, you don't even have the strength to kill people!"
"You haven't even beaten one against three, do you know how to play?"
"What Zhoutian warrior, it's better to say that it's a sucking warrior!"
"Oh, you don't suck milk, you eat sticks!"
Although Zhang Qiming was raging with sword energy and trash talking. But he did feel the pressure of fighting three alone, and he fell into a disadvantage.
The Buddha light transformed by the three monks was the Buddha of Burning Lamp, Sakyamuni Buddha, and Maitreya Buddha, which were the three Buddhas of the past, present, and future.
The Buddha lights connected with each other, and the three formed a shape of a Chinese character, as if covering the past, present, and future, and surrounded Zhang Qiming.
The three people, you have a Buddha light, I have a swastika hand seal, and they fought without rushing or impatience, with tacit understanding.
The pressure brought to Zhang Qiming by the three of them was much greater than that of Guangkong alone. Several times, the moves of the three of them would hit Zhang Qiming.
But Zhang Qiming was very excited. The pressure between life and death, under the wind, was exactly what he was pursuing... pleasure!
"Kenba!"
A sword energy that seemed to be there and not there, true and false, flew towards Fu Guang like a water ripple in the air.
Fu Guang practiced the "Past Burning Lamp Preaching Sutra". Facing this dangerous sword energy, the Buddha light around him flourished, and the power of the three Buddhas was blessed on him, and his body showed a light like a lamp.
In the light, he resisted the sword energy.
The ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp is as bright as a lamp and is called Dingguang Buddha. If light can be fixed, how much more can this sword energy!
Guangkong didn't block this move just now, not because Fuguang's cultivation is higher than Guangkong, but because the Buddha light array of the three people is stronger than Guangkong.
In the Buddha light array, the Buddha lights of the three people are connected, and facing one person is like facing three people.
The three Zhoutian warriors are like one person, which is the confidence of the three of them to go to Zhang Qiming. But they didn't expect that they didn't find Zhang Qiming in the ruined temple, but fought with Zhang Qiming in the Golden Buddha Temple.
It's the same anyway. As long as Zhang Qiming is killed, the three of them have the final say on this Golden Buddha?
The three people exchanged glances, and the Buddha's light was blessed on Fuhai, making him merge with Sakyamuni behind him. He was covered with golden light and hit Zhang Qiming with a palm.
This palm was as bright as the sun, and as powerful as the mountains and the sea. It was the "Sakyamuni Devil Subduing Palm", the most powerful palm technique in the Golden Buddha Temple.
Moreover, Fu Hai was blessed by the power of the three people at this time, like a half-real warrior. This palm was to kill Zhang Qiming!
"Ha..." Between life and death, facing a fatal move, Zhang Qiming just laughed happily.
The "Qingshan Sword Technique" of Qingshan Martial Arts Academy has only eight styles, all of which are basic moves.
Even so, some students can only learn sword five and sword six, and few have learned sword seven.
Only he has learned sword eight.
Now, sword eight can't deal with the enemy, so what?
That must be to create a move of his own, a sword move of his own!
"The battle between life and death is really pleasant!"
"Sword nine!"
A deep blue sword energy appeared out of thin air, different from the previous sword energy. It is invisible and formless, gorgeous and unparalleled, ethereal and unparalleled. It is no longer the "Qingshan Sword Technique", but the sword energy belonging to Zhang Qiming himself.
In the first session of the entire Qingshan Martial Arts Academy in Yangzhou, he was the only one who left Yangzhou to pursue his thoughts.
The sword is the blade of the heart, and "Sword Nine" is exactly what he wants in his heart, and it is his idea of being free and happy in the world!
It is also the first step for him to practice his own path!
No one can stop this sword, just as no one can stop the feeling of pursuing his pleasure!
The deep blue sword energy cut through Fu Hai's Buddha palm with an unpredictable trajectory, and then the sword energy circled around his neck, and a bald head spurted blood and flew up.
"How is it possible!"
Fu Guang and Fu Xing were shocked. They just suppressed this person and beat him, but how could they kill Fu Hai in a blink of an eye!
You are too shameless to learn a move on the battlefield!
Fu Guang hurriedly hit Zhang Qiming with a palm, and Fu Xing hurriedly retreated.
At this moment, the difference between the two can be seen.
But it is precisely this difference between the two that caused their death!
Fo Hai died, and the two of them naturally could not form the Buddha Light Formation.
"Kenpachi!"
Two seemingly ethereal and ethereal sword qi, with unpredictable trajectories, cut through the bodies of the two people, cutting their large intestines into two pieces.
On the path of swordsmanship, Zhang Qiming has already walked out of his own way!
"How to deal with them?" Zhang Qiming swung out a sword qi, locking the remaining monks in the temple, and preventing the remaining monks from escaping!
"Hang them on the Golden Buddha Temple! I've wanted to do this for a long time!" Fusheng said with gritted teeth.
The Golden Buddha Temple can bless the power of several people to one person, which was used in the last chapter of the first volume.