Chapter 2265

Abbot Zhiming said, "Amitabha, if benefactor Xiao goes in alone, he must have no care. Why don't we go with him?"

Xiao Bing looked at Abbot Zhiming and said, "I'd better go in alone. I don't know what this array looks like. If there are too many people going in, once they are scattered in it, it will be more troublesome."

Abbot Zhiming thought for a moment and said, "then I'd better go in with the benefactor. We can take care of each other, and others outside can also take care of each other."

Xiao Bing thought for a moment and said, "it's better for master Xu Mu to accompany me in. The others are waiting here."

Xu Mu smiled and said, "I have no opinion."

What Xiao Bing thinks is that among all the people, the strength is the strongest between him and Abbot Zhiming. If the two of them go in, their strength will be reduced by a big level. If they go in with themselves and Xu mu, Xu Mu and himself, even if they face the Buddha childe, they may not have the strength of a war, and if the abbot is outside, they won't be leaderless, In addition, the angel shield of the Holy See and Pope is indeed very powerful, which can at least support for a moment.

Seeing that Xiao Bing chose to let Xu Mu go in with him, abbot Zhiming stopped dissuading him. He said with a sigh of relief, "I'm relieved to have our Huaxia God column go in with you."

Xiao Bing looked at Xu Mu and said, "master Xu mu, let's go in together."

"OK." Xu Mu and Xiao Bing raised their feet together and walked into the forest without hesitation and pause.

When the two of them walked in, abbot Zhiming of Shaolin said, "it should be safer to go in with Mr. Xu mu. Mr. Xu Mu has been famous in China for decades and has been honored as the God pillar of China. Unexpectedly, decades have passed, and his style remains the same."

The pope said: "Yes, Xu Mu and I have been fighting for so many years. For so many years, Mr. Xu Mu has been guarding China, so that the dark world dare not commit evil in China. In those days, it was known to all that there was Xu mu in the East and I in the West. But over the years, it seems that we have been surpassed by the young generation. Xiao Bing is already above Xu Mu and me in terms of potential and strength. Only master Zhiming, you may still be The first person who can afford Chinese martial arts. With your cultivation and precipitation, I'm afraid Xiao Bing is still a little behind you. "

Abbot Zhiming shook his head and said, "we don't know donor Xiao's real ability. His real strength doesn't seem to have been fully stimulated."

After hearing this, the Pope's heart jumped. He looked at the direction where Xiao Bing had disappeared in the woods. He was silent for a long time and said with emotion, "I'm afraid the future of this world is his world."

Drunk gyro laughed and said, "of course, our sect leader is naturally the most powerful person in the world. Otherwise, how can we all follow the sect leader wholeheartedly?"

"What a meat and wine monk!" At this time, master Buddha suddenly wasted in the air, appeared above them out of thin air, and then slowly fell down.

Everyone was like an enemy, and a breath of terror enveloped everyone, and the oppressed people were out of breath.

Abbot Zhiming's face was dignified, and his eyes showed an unbelievable color. He asked, "are you the son of Buddha? On your body... No, you should also be the combination of the Protoss and the demon, shouldn't you..."

The breath of the Buddha childe gives people a feeling that sometimes it is as sacred and merciful as the Buddha, and sometimes it is as cruel and terrible as the devil.

Buddha childe smiled calmly and said, "are you the abbot of Shaolin? I've long wanted to visit you in Shaolin Temple. In the past, Kunlun was honored as the first sect in the ancient martial world. Now it's a joke compared with your Shaolin Temple."

"Amitabha." Abbot Zhiming said with a serious face, "we monks have a false reputation for us."

"Floating clouds?" Buddha childe smiled calmly, "then I will defeat you today, or kill you, and then tell the outside world that the magnificent Shaolin leader died in the hands of my Buddha childe."

"My death and immortality, and my reputation are all vain. I only hope that the benefactor can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on earth. I see that the benefactor is not a thoroughly evil person. Wouldn't it be better to put down the butcher's knife and maintain human peace with us all?"

"Maintain peace? Hahaha... Abbot Zhiming, we are all people who understand history. History tells us that separation must be combined for a long time, and separation must be combined for a long time. Why can't you, a monk, see through it? If you think life and death are vanity, then I'll take your life!"

Master Buddha suddenly made a move, patting Abbot Zhiming with a light palm. Such a casual palm made Abbot Zhiming's face dignified. Abbot Zhiming took a deep breath, and then his body was full of gold, while the Pope raised his scepter and said in a deep voice, "guardian of angels!"

Suddenly, an angel appeared on his head out of thin air, and then a light came out of the angel, and a light shield stood between the people and the Buddha childe.

Buddha's palm fell on the light shield. The light shield trembled violently, and then it didn't collapse. Just when everyone was relieved, Buddha smiled gently, grabbed it with his hand, and tore it, and the light shield was immediately torn to pieces.

The Pope's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "it's impossible! Even if the realm is a level higher than me, it's impossible to break the protective shield with a blow!"

The Buddhist childe chuckled and said with a slight disdain, "I'm better than you at more than one level, which has awed the Lord of the holy see in the western world for decades? But so..."

After all, the Pope is not a person who can face these vanity easily. His eyes show some anger. He raises his scepter and will use the judgment of angels.

After the Buddha saw it, his face did not change at all. The scepter was raised high, and the Pope showed a solemn face. Before he started, suddenly a light flashed that could almost blind everyone's eyes. A knife light suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the space was quickly cut in two. The ink dragon had rushed forward with indomitable ferocity.

This knife can destroy heaven and earth.

This knife goes straight ahead!

Abbot Zhiming's face changed greatly, and he said in a deep voice, "donor Mo long is really too impulsive!"

But even so, with such a tragic knife and endless movement, even Abbot Zhiming, who has been the first person in the Chinese martial arts world for decades, had to be amazed and moved.

Buddha childe also had to praise: "good knife!"

Then he stretched out a hand and flicked his fingers gently.

With a buzzing sound, this finger made Mo long tremble all over and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the knife still continued to move forward without a pause.

At this moment, even the Buddha's face changed slightly. He sighed softly and said, "why?"

Then the Buddha childe flexed his fingers gently, and he should have let Mo long fly back, but Mo long survived with some abnormal perseverance, but his two arms were almost broken.

And then this second flick directly made his arms bleed, and he snorted stiffly. The knife light just jumped out a golden light in front of the Buddha childe, and even the Buddha childe's body shield didn't shake. Then he flew back and fell into the dust.

Zui gyro, Liuzhi, Mo long and others shouted, and then rushed to Mo long. Zui gyro asked, "Mo long, are you okay?"

Miyamoto Shinyi checked Mo Long's injury, his face became very ugly, and said, "these two arms are temporarily useless."

Everyone breathed back. Mo long was already the most powerful person in the Longmen Eight Generals. He didn't hurt the Buddha's son at all, but his arms were useless. "

Even in this case, Mo Long's face was still very calm, just a little pale, and his tone was slightly weak. "I'm fine, you should be careful, this guy's strength is unpredictable."

The people of Longmen agreed to come down one after another, but their faces were full of anger. They stood up again. They looked at the Buddha childe, the Eight Generals of Longmen, full of murderous spirit one by one. They were both prosperous and lossy.

Buddha childe said lightly: "this ink dragon's strength is good. If other people's realm is the same as him, I'm afraid they don't even have the qualification to reach me, let alone he almost hurt me. The eighth General of Longmen really deserves his reputation."

The Pope and others were also moved. On the one hand, they were moved by Mo Long's tragic knife, and on the other hand, they were shocked and inconceivable that such a terrible knife had not hurt the Buddha childe.

Seeing the knife just now, the Pope thought that if he was himself, he could survive under that knife, but it was absolutely impossible not to be injured, and it was completely impossible to understate like the son of Buddha.

This Buddha childe's realm has become so strong?

Thinking that the guardian of the angel was also casually broken by the Buddha childe just now, he felt a little suffocated. For the first time, he had some doubts about the judgment of the angel in his heart. Just now, if he used the judgment of the angel, could he kill the Buddha childe in front of him?

Abbot Zhiming sighed, "the martial arts level of the benefactor has indeed reached an incredible level. I'm far inferior to you."

Buddha said, "the people in Shaolin Temple are honest."

Abbot Zhiming said, "master Buddha, you have such strength. What is your intention? If you can stand on our side and benefit mankind, how much blessing will it be for people all over the world?"

Buddha childe proudly laughed and said, "human beings? Human gods, demons and demons are just chess pieces in my eyes. I will take heaven and earth as a chess game, control the world, and be exclusive!"