Chapter 1657

1657 true door god

No matter how the other party asks, Bodhi answers like a stream. He is such a person, who has experienced himself in the world of mortals.

But Bodhi's Kung Fu is not bluffing. His skin turned out a slight copper light, as if it was really plated with gold. He stood there as if the real Buddha were alive, which made some people ashamed and dared not look at him.

"Since the master agreed, let me try it?"

Long Fang said, stretching out his hand and drawing out a golden sword from a box behind him.

"Eh? Golden Dragon sword?"

Seeing this sword, Emperor Wu also recognized it, and he also called out the name of the sword.

"Emperor Wu knows this sword?"

"I saw it several years ago."

Wu Huang nodded, "in those days, a swordsman, known as the Golden Dragon swordsman, held a sword, sealed with gold and silver, and claimed to be an imitation Shangfang sword, which could behead gods, Buddhas and demons. I didn't expect to see this sword today, which is rare."

Wu Huang's old posture and the appearance of a great master make others unable to find faults. I can't help it. He is really an old seniority!

"Since it's a fake imperial sword, it's better to try its power."

Long Fangyu didn't know where he got the sword. Holding the sword, he stood in front of Bodhi and asked with a smile.

"Master, can you?"

"Can't you really find a female benefactor?"

"The master also saw that according to the rules of the game, there are only six of us."

Long Fangyu shrugged his shoulders, "there are no women."

"This bear benefactor is a mother."

Bodhi stretched out his hand and pointed to a hundred people. It was clear that it was wearing a helmet, but somehow, it was recognized by Bodhi at a glance!

"It's a pity... It's a little ugly... Amitabha, it's the poor monk's face. Sin, sin..."

The emperor looked at Bodhi coldly. The monk was indeed extraordinary, but after all, he was from Li Fan's side and could only be defeated by himself!

"Master, the Dharma is profound. I won't mind."

Long Fang said, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, straight to Bodhi's throat.

Bodhi did not dodge and let the sword of longfangyu stab him in the throat. He still stood there, his eyes leaking good light, and read a sentence of Amitabha.

This sword, which cuts iron like mud, stabbed Bodhi's throat, but it couldn't stab it at all!

"What a King Kong is not bad!"

Jiang Feng clapped his hands and said, "you can't even use this kind of sword. It's powerful!"

Jiang Feng really admires it. With this kind of golden body Kung Fu, it really takes up shit! If Li Fan or himself, or even the emperor of Wu, knows this kind of Kung Fu, I'm afraid the world can go sideways!

"Don't worry, master. I'll try again!"

Long Fang said, holding the sword in both hands, stabbing Bodhi's eyes!

"When!"

As soon as Bodhi's eyes closed, he stopped the sword by leaning on his eyelids!

It turned out that there was a burst of golden sparks, and the dragon's language was startled. He muttered in his heart, good guy, this King Kong is not bad. It's really not covered. It's a little too awesome! Not even your eyes?

"Try perineum again!"

Longfang language is also bad, directly stabbing Bodhi's crotch with a sword. But Bodhi was still calm and stood there, letting him come with such a dirty sword.

"Amitabha, are you happy, benefactor?"

Bodhi practice to the bottom, have become an iron crotch, let the Dragon language drip a cold sweat.

"You must have a life gate! Yes, yours *!"

Long Fangyu, holding a sword, walked behind Bodhi. Bodhi was stunned and covered his ass.

"Amitabha, this is terrible!"

"Hahaha, it seems that your life gate is here! Master, we agreed, but you can't help it!"

When talking, the bear head man came forward and grabbed Bodhi's hands to prevent him from blocking his chrysanthemum.

"Master, I'm sorry. Let's practice Buddhism in the afterlife!"

Long Fangyu stabbed the chrysanthemum of Bodhi with a sword. But the sword broke with a snap!

"Amitabha, sin, sin..."

In the gaping eyes of long Fangyu, Bodhi shook the bear headed man away, and at the same time stepped back, folded his hands, and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"You cheat me?"

Long Fangyu suddenly understood and looked at Bodhi gloomily.

"When did I cheat the benefactor?"

Bodhi looks innocent.

"Since it's not the gate of life, why do you protect it?"

"Amitabha, benefactor, why should I ask the poor monk?"

Bodhi asked longfangyu in turn, "does your excellency like to be stabbed with chrysanthemums?"

“……”

Longfang language has always been wise, but it will be asked by Bodhi speechless!

"The master seems simple, but in fact he is clever and cunning."

Jiang Feng shook his fan and laughed, "the master is really in an invincible position with this good golden body! But the master wants to stop us, but it's not enough."

"Oh? What's your plan, benefactor?"

"Master, why don't we gamble."

Jiang Feng closed his fan, pointed to the gate of the castle and said, "since master is here, Li Fan must think you are the invincible door god. But if we can enter this door, even if we win, how about it?"

"Amitabha, naturally."

Bodhi is not arrogant, "as long as several people can break through the poor monk's defense line and enter the castle from the main gate, they will win. Moreover, the poor monk is a monk and cannot hurt others. Therefore, the poor monk will not fight against several people. Please help yourself."

"Then what are you talking about? Let's go together!"

As soon as Niu Xueyan heard this, he was refreshed. He stepped forward again and attacked Bodhi directly! Under the order of the Emperor Wu, the bear headed man also followed up and attacked Bodhi crazily with Niu Xueyan! Long Fangyu took out a sword again, showed his sword spirit, and also waved and chopped at Bodhi, but the three people made a fuss for a long time, which had no effect.

"Tiger of Shura!"

Jiang Feng slapped the fan, and a black tiger jumped out from behind him. The huge black tiger rushed at Bodhi and bit him in the mouth!

With a snort, the tiger broke two teeth, and there was nothing wrong with Bodhi.

"I don't believe it!"

The Emperor Wu is also a little angry. He is just a monk. Although he has great talent, how can he stop me?

"Get out of my way!"

With a wave of his hand, those who were besieging Bodhi dispersed one after another. The Emperor Wu came directly forward, wrapped in the Dragon fairy power, and a record of the Yellow Emperor riding the dragon, slapped his palm on Bodhi's chest.

"Thorn!"

Bodhi slipped out a meter away, but he stepped on the ground and stabilized his body. The golden light on his body seemed to light up the golden body, and the Wu Emperor frowned.

"Amitabha, benefactor, good strength!"

Bodhi put his hands together and said to the emperor, "but if you want to defeat the poor monk, you still need some fire."

This big monk, unexpectedly still provocative!