Chapter 235

The contradiction between Xuankong and xuanci has existed in Xiaofo temple for a long time. Xuanci has always been unconvinced. In his mind, Xuankong is not worthy to be his elder martial brother.

"Dying?" Xuankong looked at the falling Zen stick, and felt a little reluctant.

But even if the heart is unwilling, Xuankong can't do anything about it. His strongest Shura guidance can't match xuanci. However, ye Xiaodie left, which is enough for him.

"Xuanci, do you think the Buddha is really helpless? Don't forget, Buddha, have I incarnated into the body of Shura? " Xuankong stands proud, looking at xuanci is full of sarcasm.

Even though he knew he would lose, he didn't want to!

Even if he is dead, he also wants to stand tall and die under the attack of the enemy.

"I use Buddha's body to transform Shura, Shura guide!" In the dark sky, the Buddha's power became dark, and the magic lines on his whole body became more and more thick.

Xuanci saw this scene, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes showed a trace of indifference!

Demonize!

Xuankong actually chose to be possessed!

Since ancient times, there has been no separation between Buddhism and demons. Buddha wants to cross the devil, the devil swear to kill the Buddha!

Now, the dark sky is to achieve the body of Shura with the Buddha's body. How ironic is this to Buddhism?

"Xuankong, I didn't expect that you would sacrifice yourself to become a devil. Since you have betrayed your faith, you should die!" Xuanci's whole body is shining with gold, and his eyes are full of strong killing intention.

"What has the little Buddhist temple done over the years? Don't you really know when you are a Buddha? If the Buddha is a devil, what is a small Buddhist temple? " Xuankong looked at xuanci and said with disdain: "what the Buddha has done is enough to be worthy of his own heart!"

"I don't care so much. You're the devil. That's your fault. That's why you have to die!" Xuanci looked at Xuankong. When he turned his Zen stick in his hand, his Buddhist power was rolling in his body, which was much stronger than before.

Xuankong didn't dare to underestimate it. Even if he gave up his Buddhist body to achieve the body of Shura, there was a big gap between xuanci and xuanci. After all, xuanci cultivated the best arhat golden body in the small Buddhist temple.

The golden body of arhat is a kind of skill that can be cultivated to Buddha. However, the guidance of cultivation in Xuankong is only a incomplete secret skill, which is many times worse than xuanci's arhat golden body.

In addition, xuanci also experienced the baptism of Buddhist scriptures, and was also the baptism of five yuan infantile Buddhists and more than a dozen Buddhist practitioners of Zifu period. In the period of jiedan, no one but Li Qingshan and Jiang Hao could match his strength.

"Vajra subdues demons!" Although Xuankong has already incarnated the body of Shura, his martial arts are still Buddhist.

Xuanci looked at Xuankong rushing towards him. He looked scornful. He turned his Zen stick in his hand and said contemptuously, "today I'll show you what the real Vajra subdues the devil!"

With that, xuanci's Zen stick was held high, and a strong sense of killing appeared in his eyes.

Both of them use the same martial arts skills, but their states are quite different.

On Xuankong's Zen stick, it is wrapped in black Buddhist power. Behind xuanci, there is a virtual shadow of angry eyed Vajra. When xuanci's Zen stick falls, the shadow of angry eyed Vajra is instantly combined with the Zen stick, and its momentum is soaring to the sky!

Peng!

Poof!

The two sticks collided. Xuanci stepped back and his expression remained unchanged. Xuankong was hit and flew out. His body directly smashed into the room and landed on the street.

Xuanci jumped up and fell directly on the street. He looked at the dying Xuankong lying on the ground. His eyes had no emotion.

The red blood dyed Xuankong's robes, and the monks in the inns around heard the fight between xuanci and Xuankong, and came out to watch.

"Is this xuanci of the little Buddhist temple?" These friars looked at xuanci, who was full of golden light, and was shocked.

At this time, xuanci was like a Buddha, unstoppable, while the Xuankong in front of xuanci was in a state of confusion.

"Who is this sorcerer? How does he wear a robe? With the Buddhist staff, is he from the small Buddhist temple? " Suddenly, someone looked at the sky, some doubts.

"Xuankong, look at your present appearance. Who else can recognize you? Is there anything else like the Buddha in the past Xuanci looks at Xuankong, smiles and sneers.

Xuankong took a deep breath and looked at the monks around him. Then he stopped at xuanci's body with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"What's the difference between the Buddha in your mouth and the devil? Buddha, I ask myself, will the so-called Buddha tell a great lie? Will it cause a bloodbath for your own sake? " Xuankong looks at xuanci and questions.

Xuanci's expression was iron green, and his eyes showed a strong sense of killing. Maybe these friars didn't know what Xuankong said, but he was very clear about what Xuankong said.

But xuanci was very curious. How did Xuankong know this? They didn't say anything to Xuankong.

But these friars didn't care what Xuankong said. They cared more about Xuankong's identity.Xuankong is the genius of the small Buddhist temple, and is honored as the Buddha by the monks in the northern suburbs. But now, Xuankong has become a cult that everyone despises.

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