Chapter 1250

During the chat, Jianfeng was close at hand, and a golden light immediately appeared at the top of Jianfeng. Huoer felt the Buddha power and took the initiative to show up. He glanced at Ye Feng and Qixia, and then sat down with his body behind them.

"Nanwu Amitabha, this is the sword casting master among the world's population and the Qingyun Buddha from another world, right?"

Out of sight, there came a powerful Buddha's name. Ye Feng didn't feel the fluctuation of true Qi and soul power in the middle. It can be seen that the other party has a strange means of perception in order to find out his arrival.

"Qingyun Buddha is just a last resort. I prefer to be called Qingyun sword Buddha."

"So, Qingyun jianzun also plans to be the enemy of the poor monk?" after a silence, there was another response from the opposite side.

"It's not a plan. If you want to stay here, you must be the enemy. I want to persuade you a few words today, but it's probably useless. There's only one war left."

"People here only know how to practice swords. If they are not qualified, they have to work hard. I just want to spread some Buddhist dharma here to help ordinary people who are not qualified to share the road. Qingyun sword is an enemy of the poor monk. Do you want to see all beings suffer?"

Ye Feng ignored each other's sophistry, and snapping his finger was a sword meaning. The meaning of the sword, which is difficult to distinguish by the naked eye, is like a swimming fish twisting in the air. After a period of flight, it has become a faint blue "School of fish", and in the twinkling of an eye, it drowns the golden light at the top of the sword edge.

"Sword meaning is useless to me." after the faint blue light disappeared, a faint provocative sound came from the opposite side.

"Hehe, haven't you completely lost it? Do you think the body is too weak and want to change the creation God body?"

Ye Feng's life sword meaning is useless to ordinary people, so I asked once. The monk on the opposite side didn't understand the key. He got a painless sword. The matter that he didn't completely give up was exposed, which made him very concerned. After listening to Ye Feng, he finally appeared and stood opposite Ye Feng.

"There is no body, no cultivation, and you look middle and lower. No wonder you don't want to give up." Ye Feng looked at each other casually and laughed.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Just cultivate your mind. I don't want to give up, but I don't want to commit more sins."

"Hey! Old bald donkey! Monks don't lie! Don't stare and lie here, thinking we don't know the Buddhist world! Don't want to commit sin? I'm afraid the more you kill, the higher the 'Buddhist power'?" Huoer looked at each other's accomplishments and scolded impolitely.

"Amitabha! You know the origin of the poor monk!"

Since Kun's true obedience, Ye Feng knows more. Seeing that the other party's mind was loose, he stretched out his hand and drew out the fire sword.

There is no inheritance of refining tools in the Buddhist world. Even if I heard some rumors in the Tibetan front world, I didn't expect the existence of Huoer. Therefore, in his eyes, Huoer was a cultivator who was just full of Tao territory. When he saw her fit into the sword and held it in the palm of his hand by Ye Feng, he was surprised at that time, and Ye Feng took advantage of this Kung Fu to chop a sword with his head around his head.

What the monk possessed was only a Sword Fairy. Even if he could see the power of Ye Feng's sword, he couldn't hide. He was hurt by Ye Feng. He simply lost his flesh and turned into a golden light and rushed towards Ye Feng!

It seemed that Ye Feng didn't want to kill the Sword Fairy. He felt that the monk came out of his shell and wanted to accept the move. As a result, it was too late for him to distract himself from the monk's attachment. Under "all kinds of helplessness", he had to wave his sword to resist and was easily attached to the fire by the monk

"Amitabha, if you really feel it, you will be curious. How did my man get killed by the creator God provoked by later generations? Did he run to the origin boundary? Ha ha!" above the Tianjian palace, Ye Feng held his hands and looked at the scenery below with a bad smile.

"Master, if the external evil of the golden light gets the monk's soul power again, can Huoer still hold it? Will she be okay?"

"Why, she has something to fight with you?"

"How many years have I been so lazy to fight with her..."

"You have been sealed by Linghuo waterfall for countless years in the fire cloud world, but she is the body of the fire spirit. If you hadn't met a hearty master like me, you would have become an enemy!"

Ye Feng boasted triumphantly and flew down in front of the gate of Tianjian palace. He was about to tidy up his clothes and go in to pray with Lingbao Taoist priest. Two sword saints confused by external evil appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"Do you have any requirements to worship the sword ancestor in this Tibetan Feng world?" Ye Feng looked at the two sword saints, both with gray hair and yellow robes, and the Yellow spike long sword imitated Lingbao Taoist priest on his back.

"This... No. anyone who can come here can worship at will." the sword saint in his left hand was a little hesitant.

"Ye Feng, don't be careless! What have you done to master Changyang!" the sword saint on the right shouted.

"Of course, catch him first, and then ask Jianzu to send it down. Why, do you two have an opinion? Or do you want to do something for him and dispose of the monk?"

"Just an outsider! You can't take care of the affairs of the world of Zang Feng! If you know the truth, let master Changyang go first, otherwise you won't be arrogant under the sword law!"

"I'm a little curious to see you two. You said that the Changyang monk had two sword saints. He had to take away a Sword Fairy. Especially you. You are kind and generous. Shaving is definitely much better than the Sword Fairy." Qixia leaned out her head from behind Ye Feng and asked with a smile.

"Bold witch! How dare you deceive the public! I can't tolerate you to be presumptuous here!" the good-looking sword saint has a good temper. There is a faint golden sword shadow floating around when he speaks, looking like he wants to fight.

"Changyang, monk. I want to invade the world under the pretext of benefiting the common people, but I find that the world here is better than yours. In order to find an excuse, I have to separate myself and pretend to be merciful, hide behind me and kill myself, and touch the dark Tibetan front world. It seems that Amitabha Buddhism has taught you a lot of ways to deal with the world?" Qi Xia made a grimace, and her angry sword saint's face was blue.

"What are you talking about? I, Jin Chenjian Zun, only feel the mercy of the master! It's your master and servant who deceive the public and confuse all sentient beings! Today I'm going to eradicate external evil! Clarify Zang Feng!"

"Master, the meaning of the five fold sword, plus the fact that King Kong is not bad, and Buddha power, can we beat him?" Qi Xia said with a worried face, but she hated people more and more in the eyes of the sword saint.

"But at least we can be beaten. Anyway, as long as we have fought this one, others will not say that we are his accomplices. Qixia, open the space barrier, let's try his Buddhist means!"

Ye Feng quarreled with the Jinchen jianzun. Another swordsman was confused. As far as he knows, monk Changyang lives in the Sword Fairy, just for the convenience of preaching, and has always been very respectful to their two sword saints. The performance of Jin Chenjian Zun is just a little more enthusiastic than others.