The Buddha statue does not look like a traditional Buddha. Instead, it is covered with brown hair. It holds a string of Buddhist beads in its hand, and its extremely strong muscles are exposed under a red armor. It has a ferocious and ferocious expression on its face. It looks like this. It doesn't look like a Buddha statue, but more like an enraged monster.
The tiger, which is as tall as half a man, lies quietly at the feet of the Buddha statue like a pet, as if everything in the world seems so insignificant in front of this Buddha statue.
Fight the Holy Buddha!
The look of surprise in Zheng Shiyi's eyes deepened further. The Holy Buddha of Martial Arts was one of the three legendary Holy Buddhas in this world, and the Holy Buddha of Martial Arts was once the most powerful being in this world. He even had The leader of the Demon Sect was once suppressed by the Holy Buddha of Martial Arts for hundreds of years and was extremely powerful.
In the past hundreds of years, no monk has been able to practice martial arts to the extent of fighting the Holy Buddha. In just one year, the young monk not only made an astonishing breakthrough in Buddhism, but also practiced martial arts to the extreme in this world!
"Kill with a Thousand Hands!"
Miao Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and a Buddhist aura that made people's hearts tremble filled the whole room. Behind him, the Fighting Saint Buddha threw the beads in his hand high into the air, and quickly blasted out his huge palms alternately. He looked suddenly, and saw in mid-air. The shadow of the middle palm reappeared, and the countless palm shadows seemed to be like thousands of Buddhist masters launching an offensive at the same time.
it's useless.
Zheng Shiyi shook his head slightly, moved his feet, and his figure flashed back and forth in the hall. Afterimages crisscrossed in mid-air, dodging every attack with incomparable accuracy.
Thousand-hand killing is indeed the most top martial art in this small world, but it does not pose any threat to himself. But the little monk, with his slender head and stubborn character, seems to have the only way to leave here by defeating himself. However, this little monk is protected by golden light, and it is difficult to defeat him with ordinary fists and kicks.
If he uses his martial arts, it may cost his life, which is really troublesome.
On the contrary, the martial arts of his junior disciples that he had learned in his soul state were less powerful and more suitable for use.
Tiger punch!
Zheng Shiyi's center of gravity sank, and he quickened his pace. Countless palm shadows passed by him, and he was in front of him in an instant. He quickly raised his right arm, and countless spiritual energy gathered on his fist, turning into a tiger's head. His right fist seemed to be lifted from the string. The missing arrow suddenly shot out.
"Roar!"
With a sound like the roar of a tiger, the tiger's head formed by spiritual energy passed through countless palm gaps and landed directly on Liang Ran's chest. In an instant, cracks appeared in the body-protecting energy all over his body, and with extremely fast movements The speed cracked in all directions, and finally completely shattered.
Ming Ran's body flew out almost in half, smashing the door open, and flew seven to eight feet before landing heavily on the ground.
Defeated... I just lost like this!
Ming Ran felt the qi and blood in his body. He covered his chest with his right hand and looked at Zheng Shiyi in the room with a blank expression. He had Buddha's light to protect him. He could have delayed it for a while and then influenced Zheng Shiyi. But who would have thought that when Zheng Shiyi When he got really serious, he had no room for resistance!
What's more, Zheng Shiyi just now was only a little serious, that's not what he was doing with all his strength!
In one year, I have grown so much that the gap between me and him is incomparable.
Is this the difference between the life-threatening realm and the unity realm
Outside the main hall, the people kneeling on the ground looked at Mingming being beaten out of the Jinluan Hall, and subconsciously looked into the Jinluan Hall. The dead bodies on the ground made everyone feel a cold chill rising from their tailbones, and instantly spread throughout their bodies.
Dead...all dead!
All the monks and Lord Buddha are dead!
These were all the top masters of the dynasty, and they died like this, and it seemed that everyone had their heads blown off and died, rather than using poisons, hidden weapons, or other means to attack them in a sneak attack.
But...but they heard almost no fighting outside, and everyone was actually killed...
This...how did Zheng Shiyi do it!
Could it be that he is now so terrifying that he can despise everyone in the world!
And this scene is so familiar. This is how Zheng Shiyi seized the imperial power two years ago. Unexpectedly, two years later today, he would once again bloodbath the imperial city and regain the throne!
Master Mingran's strength and prestige also have an unshakable position in the Great Chu Dynasty. If the origin had not drugged Master Mingran back then, he would not have been imprisoned. Now Master Mingran has also been defeated by Zheng Shiyi.
No, they are friends, why would they do anything
"Keep an eye on him!"
Zheng Shiyi's voice came from the hall, and a dozen palace guards heard it. Although they didn't understand what happened, they still picked up the spears on the ground and pointed them.
Zheng Shiyi walked out of the hall, looked down at Ming Nuan, and said solemnly: "No one can stop me, all murderers will pay with their lives!
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked outside the palace.
Looking at Zheng Shiyi's back clearly, he recalled in his mind the scene of Zheng Shiyi going to Qingwen Academy alone to save him. With his temper, no one could stop him, just like when Qingwen Academy wanted to execute him that day.
Once he walks out of the palace, there will inevitably be a bloody storm, countless people will die in his hands, and he will eventually be killed and his mind will be devoured. It seems that he can only bet on his friendship with him.
"Shi Yi, if you leave the palace and kill people from the Ten Great Sects, you and I will no longer be friends."
Zheng Shiyi turned back to look at Ming Ran, with a hint of indifference on his face: "We are friends, but after all, our paths are different. You take the worldly path, the path of kindness, while I take the mundane path. We are different. We will go our separate ways." That’s all.”
Ming Ran wanted to get up, but was pushed back by the spear in front of him. He sighed sadly: "Then take care of yourself. You are obsessed with murder and can't turn back."
"I have no intention of turning back."
Zheng Shiyi left a word and disappeared in front of everyone. He closed his eyes clearly and silently recited the salvation scriptures. After all, he did not stop him. A catastrophe was coming after all...
Three days later, Taiyin Sect.
In front of a villa with an area of five or six acres, several different figures are meticulously carved on the red exterior wall. Four warriors holding broad swords stand at the door to guard the safety of the villa. .
Zheng Shiyi strode over, completely ignoring the four people's intentions, and actually walked into the other courtyard from among the four people.
The four of them looked at the strange boy passing by. They were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then they came to their senses and shouted: "Who dares to step into the leader's courtyard privately?"
The strange figure in front of them showed no intention of stopping, so the four of them stood in front of them, pointing the blades of their hands at Zheng Shiyi: "Where did you come from, you idiot? I'm talking to you! If you dare to take a step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword!" "
"Boy, didn't you hear what my senior brother said? Stop!" A strong warrior next to him stroked the beard under his nose with his right thumb and said arrogantly: "Boy, do you know this is Wherever, the head of the Taiyin Sect, the leader of the ten major sects, is stationed. If you break into the head of the station without permission, I will kill you!"
Two consecutive shouts did not make Zheng Shiyi stop. The four of them had never experienced such disregard. They suddenly became angry and kicked the ground with their feet. They rushed from four different directions. They raised the blades in their hands and swung them suddenly. Down.
Feeling the clever sword wind, Zheng Shiyi's eyes widened slightly, the air around him shook, and an invisible force suddenly burst out from his body.
The four people's chests felt as if they were hit by a hammer weighing a thousand kilograms. The powerful impact instantly knocked them out and hit the wall. The entire wall collapsed instantly, dust flew into the air, and countless gravels flew into the air. The four people were killed. Buried under rocks.
Without even looking at the four of them, Zheng Shiyi came to the door of a room based on the direction he sensed. He opened the door and looked around. He saw that the room was not big and the furnishings were relatively simple. An Eight Immortals table was placed in the corner of the room. A middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a brocade silk gown, with his ears facing forward and his eyes closed to practice, sat directly in front.
The middle-aged man moved his ears twice and found that the stranger had entered the room. He said in a hoarse and low voice: "Who is that person?"
"Are you the current head of the Taiyin Sect?" Zheng Shiyi asked.
"I am Song Chongyang." Song Chongyang slowly opened his eyes: "Who are you? What do you want from me? If you step into my training room without saying hello, do you know what will happen..."
Suddenly, Song Chongyang stopped talking, his pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, and a pair of frightened eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, Zheng... Zheng Shiyi!
Isn't he dead? Why are you here? Could it be that you knew the Xuanming Sect was destroyed and came back specifically to take revenge
Zheng Shiyi said in a calm tone: "Give me a list of those who participated in the extermination of Xuanming that day, and I will keep your bloodline."
Song Chongyang looked Zheng Shiyi up and down. A year ago, he was indeed the strongest being in this world. His strength at the peak of the Unity Realm was unstoppable. But this year, the sect regained sovereignty and received countless resources, and he also practiced the same. With his cultivation at the peak of the Unity Realm, he may not be his opponent now, not to mention that this is in the Taiyin Sect, how big a splash can he make
He mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and just as he was about to stand up to resist, an extremely powerful spiritual energy filled the entire room.
Song Chongyang's body suddenly stagnated. Waves of coercive spiritual energy poured into his body along the pores on his body. It seemed as if a majestic mountain was pressing down on him. His breathing was stagnant for a moment, and his face showed an extremely frightened look. color.
This aura is much more powerful than the peak of the Unity Realm. This is definitely not the aura of the Unity Realm.
A stronger aura than the unity realm...
A life-threatening realm, this is a life-threatening realm!
Zheng Shiyi, he has cultivated to a life-threatening state!
Song Chongyang's eyes kept trembling in his eye sockets, and he looked at Zheng Shiyi in front of him in disbelief. He... how did he do it? He actually broke through, his cultivation level was raised to the life-threatening state, and he could ignore the strong pressure of heaven and earth and continue to stay. A thousand realms!
"You... decide for yourself whether you want to live or die!" Zheng Shiyi said in a calm tone.
A calm voice came, but Song Chongyang's body trembled suddenly, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground.
(End of chapter)