At the foot of Mijie Mountain, the blood light became stronger and stronger, and the abbot of Du'e Temple frowned slightly, feeling the more suppressed Buddhist power in his body, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.
This child must not be left!
On the opposite side, Ning Chen's expression also became unprecedentedly solemn. This was the strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life.
Even if he is suppressed by resentment, he is the abbot of Du'e Temple, a Buddha living in the world!
Their only chance lies in the competition above speed. The abbot of Du'e Temple is not good at speed. Now that it has slowed down again, he can barely keep up.
In other words, Lime has been able to outperform in speed.
In this battle, the existence of the blood-stained sword is very important. He must try his best to stimulate the resentment in the sword, suppress the Buddhist power of the old monk, and create a chance for Lime to fight.
The abbot of Du'e Temple obviously knew where the key was. Looking at the resentful soldier in front of him, he slowly raised his right hand and pressed towards Ning Chen.
The golden light shines brightly in the world, blooming brilliantly in the bloody light of the sky, and the ear-piercing sound of babble continues to sound, which is the violent collision of the power of Buddha's resentment.
At this moment, the lime moved, and the azure light slid across the sky, instantly reaching in front of him, the silver spear condensed light, and stabbed the former sandalwood center.
"when"
The abbot of Du'e Temple blocked the pass with his left palm, and the silver spear was blocked, so he could not advance an inch.
Ning Chen also came to the front at the same time, the blood sword broke through the air, and slashed towards the Buddha's eyes.
The clanging sound of gold and stone sounded, the abbot of Du'e Temple closed his eyes, pinched the Buddha's seal with his right hand, the swastika Buddha's seal appeared, and slapped the front with his palm.
"Bang"
The silver spear blocked, and in a short moment, Ning Chen had already withdrawn ten feet, the Broken Sorrow Bow appeared, and a silver arrow shot out from the falling snow.
The lime cooperated, the silver spear turned, Yan went to Yan back, and broke into the sandalwood of the human Buddha from the other side.
In the face of the two people's attack, the abbot of Du'e Temple did not change his expression at all, his palms clasped together, the golden light was brilliant, the unparalleled Buddha's majesty was inviolable, the arrows shattered, and the silver spear was also blocked by an inch from the sandalwood.
"Qingyan Roundabout"
The silver gun was blocked, Li Ning's hand holding the gun was released, the gun body turned sharply, the blue light gathered, and there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
The next moment, Lime slapped the end of the gun handle with a palm, and the blocked silver gun broke into the Buddha's light with the power of the palm and the power of rotation, and instantly advanced an inch.
At this moment, the Buddha grasped the blade of the spear, blocking the advance of the silver spear.
At the same time, the swastika seal reappeared, and the abbot of Du'e Temple turned his palm and slapped Lime.
In an instant, his palms left, giving Ning Chen the best chance to step on his feet, bully him, and stab him straight into the sandalwood in an instant.
"Is it that simple?"
The abbot of Du'e Temple snorted coldly, his palm changed direction instantly, and a palm printed on Ning Chen.
"Bang"
Ning Chen crossed the sword to block the move, and the blood was prosperous. However, the power of the Buddha's palm was shocking, and the resentment dissipated most of the Buddha's power. However, the remaining power was still not a mere ninth-rank can resist, and the blood flew out.
Li Ning's face changed, but it was too late to take care of the former's injury. When she turned her right hand, the gun body and the gun blade were separated. Immediately, the bladeless gun broke through the flaw in the Buddha's chest.
"Uh"
The silver infuriating energy entered his body, and the abbot of Du'e Temple groaned, and slapped it out with a backhand, shaking the woman in front of him.
Lime flew upside down by more than ten feet, and after landing, she took a few steps back before she stopped, and blood quietly dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"How are you!" Qing Ning glanced at Ning Chen and asked.
"Not dead yet", Ning Chen once again vomited out a mouthful of blood and spilled it onto the body of the sword, arousing an even more bloody aura.
In the short and short confrontation, the two were already injured, especially Ning Chen, after receiving a move, his body was almost unable to support.
The Buddha in the world is too strong, and even if he is suppressed by the resentment around him, his strength is still absolutely formidable and difficult to defeat.
On the other side of the battlefield, the leader of the forbidden army was waiting for more than 300 soldiers of the forbidden army to fight against the three guardians of the Buddha Kingdom. With the help of the suppression of the blood in the sky, they barely blocked the pace of the three.
The three hundred generals gave up their lives and forgot to die, and their faces were crazy. Even if they died in battle, they would never let the three bald donkeys disturb their princes.
They believe that Hou will definitely block the fake Buddha in the world, without any reason, just because he is their Hou.
The two sides of the battlefield, one side is more difficult than the other side. The one month that Daxia needs is now less than ten days. Whether it can survive or not depends on the battle tonight.
They could not return to Gulan City at the residence of Rangdu'er Temple, otherwise, the 4,000 forbidden troops on the southern Li River would also not be able to escape the fate of all being killed in battle.
The soldiers who fought with blood and blood have no regrets, one fell, and another rushed up without hesitation.
Finally, casualties began to appear among the three Buddhist guardians. Four seventh-rank soldiers sacrificed their lives. The leader of the forbidden army finally caught the flaw of one of the guardians and stabbed his sword into the hole in the sandalwood.
The other two Buddhist guardians were furious and turned their palms to pat them, but they were blocked by the two soldiers.
No one was sad, no one cried, and the remaining soldiers were still fighting unshakably, the sword light was ruthless, and the heart was even more ruthless.
This is the most tragic battle that the Daxia Imperial Army has lost. Three hundred people faced three people, and they died one by one. Almost every moment, a soldier fell, with hope and a smile on his face, and entrusted his hope to watching that he was still alive. people.
Not long after, there were less than a hundred of the three hundred soldiers standing, and they were still falling down.
Ning Chen was not distracted, but he also felt the tragic situation of the battle not far away. Since he couldn't take them back, he pulled down these fake Buddhas and buried them with them.
The abbot of Du'e Temple suppressed the oscillating silver infuriating energy in his body, and his expression turned pale for a moment.
Lime turned the end of the gun body, pulled out another gun blade, and installed it immediately.
The three confronted each other. After a while, Ning Chen moved first. With a hold of his left hand, the ink sword flew out, the frost flower condensed, and he bullied himself up again.
"When" was still an inch before Tanzhong, the Buddha's palm blocked the sword's edge, and after suffering the loss just now at the residence of Du'e Temple, he was more cautious about protecting the cave in Tanzhong.
The ink sword was blocked, and Ning Chen moved the blood-striped sword in his right hand again, and slashed on the Buddha's eye with a bang. Suddenly, the blood was dazzling, the Buddha's resentment collided violently, and the harsh sound came again.
The abbot of Du'e Temple still closed his eyes, his left palm protected the sandalwood, and his right palm pinched the Buddha's seal with one hand. In an instant, golden light shone all over the sky, and the image of the World-Honored One reappeared in the world.
When the crisis came, Lime's complexion changed slightly, and he rose into the sky, his whole body's infuriating qi rose to its peak, and he held a silver spear and penetrated the body of the Buddha statue from top to bottom.
In the loud bang, the World Honored One scattered, and the lime was also injured by Yu Wei, and flew out again stained with blood, vomiting vermilion.
"Ms. Lime"
Ning Chen's heart was shocked, the two volumes of heavenly books were running, and immediately, Frost and Dark Yellow Guanghua appeared in the bloody sky, and the three-color battle was extremely dazzling in this night.
The sudden change in gravity made the abbot of Du'e Temple feel uncomfortable for a moment.
A gap between the eyes, the place in the sandalwood looms, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand has arrived in an instant, the sword sunk into it, and the true energy is poured into it.
"Presumptuous!" The abbot of Du'e Temple endured the severe pain, grabbed the ink sword with his left palm, and immediately, the Buddhist power all over his body suddenly swayed away.
"click"
The ink sword broke, and Ning Chen was rushed out by the explosive force of more than 20 feet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the sword was broken, and he was seriously injured again.
Injured by the younger generation, the abbot of Du'e Temple was uncontrollable in his anger, and his face revealed infinite murderous intent. When he stepped on the foot, the Buddha's seal appeared, and the lotus blossomed in the void. The golden Buddha lotus bloomed in the air, forming a hundred lotus with boundless Buddha Dharma. realm.
Bailianjie opened, and the power of the surrounding blood light suddenly weakened, but there was a tendency to be suppressed.
"Retreat!" Ning Chen vomited another mouthful of blood and reluctantly ordered.
Hearing this, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard responded quickly without any hesitation, and immediately retreated towards the mountain.
The two Buddhist guardians wanted to chase, but saw a silver spear swept past. The two couldn't react in time, and flew out with a bang, their mouths vomited bright red.
On this side, Ning Chen endured the injury that erupted in his lower body, and fired three arrows in a row, shooting at the old monk's eyes and the seat of the sandalwood.
The abbot of Du'e Temple shone with Buddha light all over his body, and the arrows shattered as soon as they approached.
"Go." Ning Chen glanced at Lime and said again.
"Want to go, hum!"
The residence of Du'e Temple snorted coldly, stepped on the foot, and the lotus light was shining, trying to trap the blasphemer in front of him.
The blood-striped sword in Ning Chen's hand slashed, and the infinite blood condensed, blocking the lotus light, but in the blink of an eye, the blood collapsed, and it was difficult to block the most holy Buddha's power.
At this time, Lime was already in front of him, grabbed the former dangerously and dangerously, and quickly retreated.
The way up the mountain was so far away that after the two of them broke up, they fought for a chance to breathe, and the remaining 70 or so banned soldiers barely escaped a thousand feet away.
After all, not everyone is innately strong like Lime, and with injuries, it is difficult to escape.
When the abbot of Du'e Temple and the two Buddhist guardians quickly chased and killed, at this moment, on the mountain road, a blazing arrow flashed across, and the arrow entered the ground, and then a terrifying explosion sounded.
The explosion without warning caused the mountain to vibrate violently, the gravel splashed, and everyone staggered.
After an instant, the golden lotus brilliance shattered and was swallowed up by the fire.
Seeing this, Ning Chen didn't hesitate at all, his figure turned into a stream of light and rushed into the blast of fire, and the blood-striped sword broke through the air. At this moment, the speed reached an extreme in life.
"Ning Chen"
Lime's expression changed, and she immediately caught up with her silver spear, but it was still too late.
But seeing the firelight, the human Buddha stood still, holding the spear in one hand, and the other hand silently penetrated the figure of the blasphemer, spraying blood, dyeing the Buddha's clothes red.
The cold wind from the tail of the clothes was scattered under the night, and this bloody battle was finally coming to an end at this moment.
The soldiers behind him stopped and stared blankly, gradually showing a look of despair.
The Buddha in the firelight had his robe blown up, and the two Dharma protectors of the Buddha Kingdom were seriously injured. However, no matter what, the Buddha in the human world was still standing.
This is a big mountain, and they still haven't been able to climb over it. Just when everyone thought the battle was over, some light yellow fine sand appeared silently, and immediately condensed into a long sword, which instantly pierced into the sandalwood of the human Buddha.