724 Amitabha

Upon seeing this scene, all sorts of feelings welled up in Baker richadson’s heart. He was in a bad mood.

Why does Buddha head also know my supreme art?

Why did I not know about this?

Is my supreme art a cheap product?

It was everywhere, and everyone knew how to.

Pfft … The Kusanagi sword pierced through Qing Shi’s chest and broke the indestructible body of Vajra. The wound let out a sizzling sound as if sulfuric acid was melting flesh.

“Roar!”

arghh! the dark green humanoid howled in pain. Richard’s entire body trembled like a sieve.

Only li Xianyu could empathize with this kind of thing. In the world, he was the only one who had been hit by the Kusanagi sword and survived. The Kusanagi sword would corrode one’s flesh and soul, destroying both the body and primordial spirit.

The self-healing ability of the ancient demon cells was not enough to fight against this toxin at all. At least, li Xianyu couldn’t resist it at the beginning, and eventually died.

Buddha head and Baker richadson were overjoyed at the same time. The Kusanagi sword had finally pierced in. This sword was the key to victory. Now that it had finally played its role, it meant that the balance of victory had tilted towards them.

And if it couldn’t play its role, the best outcome would be a 50 – 50 split, waiting for reinforcements.

“Bang!”

Qing Shi knocked the back of his head forcefully, causing a buzzing sound to echo in President Beck’s head, and he temporarily lost his consciousness.

The blood vessels all over Richard’s body bulged, and his blood surged quickly. The pain of the double burning of his body and soul made Richard burst out his potential. After a head hammer, he raised his foot and kicked Buddha head in the chest.

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, and the Golden body of Buddha head shook.

He was like a rubber ball that had been kicked away, flying out with a “Xiu” sound.

Qing Shi, who had broken free of his shackles, fled in the direction of the meditation room in the West.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Buddha head knocked down three halls in a row and rose from the collapsed ruins. With a golden light, he held the Kusanagi sword and quickly returned.

“Why do you also know my supreme art?”

President Beck said in a deep voice as they flew toward the meditation room.

The word ‘also’ fully reflected President Beck’s heartache.

In the face of the enemy, he tried to suppress his emotions. Otherwise, he would have grabbed Buddha head by the collar and roared, ” You’re a b * tch. fuck you mother.

He cursed in Chinese English.

Buddha head thought about it and felt a little embarrassed. Monks don’t lie, but it was not good to sell li Xianyu out. After all, this cheap grandson was the only son of his favorite disciple, li Wuxiang.

Although he seemed indifferent on the surface, he was actually very concerned about it.

I know, it’s Li peiyun. Beck richadson gritted his teeth.

Buddha head was stunned and his face was dull.

No, benefactor, why do you think so?

You lost to li Xianyu in Japan. I’m Li Wuxiang’s master, and Li Wuxiang is li Xianyu’s father. How did you speculate that the person who leaked the Supreme art was li peiyun according to this logic?

Seeing Buddha head’s face, Beck richadson thought that he had guessed right. His blood pressure soared and he was on fire.

“This is my signature ultimate art. I haven’t even taught this set of Gokudo ultimate art to anyone, but it’s already blossoming everywhere. China and America are working together.

Anger puppets.

He was going to cut li peiyun into eight pieces and throw him out to feed Stalin.

Soon, they arrived at the meditation room on the west side. The night wind carried a strong smell of blood.

Buddha head and Beck Richard looked at each other, their faces solemn. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

When he climbed the mountain, he didn’t see any disciples of Zhen Yan sect, so he only thought that they had escaped in advance. After seeing the Lord’s avatar appear in the Mahavira Hall, he was even more sure of this guess.

But now it seemed that things were far crueler than they had thought.

Following the smell of blood, a towering mountain of corpses appeared in front of them. The corpses were piled up like the piles of grains in a farmer’s Granary.

Those corpses were wearing blue robes or kasayas. There were more than four hundred disciples of the Zhen Yan sect, and not a single one was missing.

They were fanatical believers of the Lord, subordinates who had sworn fealty, but why would the Lord care about their lives? Human rights were something invented by humans. To the ruler, any living being was both a fighter and food.

The dark green humanoid creature squatted on the ” mountain ” of corpses and gobbled up the food. The bones ‘teeth were sharp and hard, as if they could even bite through steel. A complete human corpse could be swallowed whole in a few bites.

The head was also an excellent food. He opened the skull and sucked the brain tissue inside. It was soft and tender, and it melted in his mouth with his tongue.

Even though Beck richadson was used to all kinds of situations, he couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle and his spine crawl when he saw this scene.

“Evil creature!”

Buddha head’s eyes quickly glowed with a Scarlet light, from small to big, from dark to bright, making him look more like a devil monk.

Gokudo path, the leader of Buddhism, who had been sitting in Lianghua temple for 20 years, was furious at this moment.

This pair of red eyes that symbolized a blood descendant had never lit up in his life.

But tonight was an exception.

A strong Qi movement was injected into the Kusanagi sword, turning it into a light golden color. The scorching hot sword body distorted the air.

Buddha head took a step forward and slashed down with all his might.

Even without taking poison into account, the Kusanagi sword itself was an extremely powerful killing weapon, far superior to all magic tools.

…

In the silent night, a piercing golden light flashed, like a lightning that suddenly cut through the sky.

The Lord’s avatar melted away in the sword light, and even the mountain of corpses collapsed and disappeared.

This was not right … How could a Lord’s avatar be so fragile, even if its bones were severely injured?

As soon as this thought came to Beck richadson’s mind, the hair on his back suddenly stood up, and his heart suddenly beat faster.

His fighting instinct and physical reaction were faster than his brain. He didn’t pounce forward and flip to his death. Instead, he suddenly turned his body to the back and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Bang! Bang! Kachaa! Pfft!

First, there was the muffled sound of Qi activity colliding, then the sound of arm bones breaking, and finally the sound of a fist piercing through the chest.

Qing Shi’s clone had successfully launched a sneak attack on him.

The moment his chest was pierced through, Beck richadson had already instinctively sent out a kick, landing it on the waist of the dark green humanoid. He used the force of the kick to lean back and put some distance between them.

He staggered back, his body swaying a few times, and he almost fell.

Warm blood flowed from his chest, staining his combat uniform. His broken heart was beating hard, and every beat accelerated the loss of blood.

…

The avatar that died under Buddha head’s sword was not a real avatar?

Buddha head was too impulsive, and his rationality was destroyed by anger … I felt the same. My scalp went numb, and I was completely stunned by that hellish scene … Beck richadson took out four disposable syringes from his wallet, jabbed them into his neck, and injected.

In the process, he did not pay attention to the Lord’s avatar, because Buddha head would definitely interfere and not let the avatar deal the final blow.

After injecting the blood medicine, he retreated into the shadows and felt the flesh on the wound slowly wriggle, healing the injury.

The incredible self-healing ability surprised him. He had long heard of the magical effect of li Xianyu’s blood medicine, but it was his first time experiencing it.

This was much more advanced than the ‘human organ printing’ technology that the Association of superpowered beings had been researching. No, it couldn’t be said to be advanced. This wasn’t the power of science, but a miracle of life evolution, a miracle of nature.

It was the same as the ancient demon’s self-healing ability.

“The Christian Church had slaughtered the demon descendants of the Zhen Yan sect in advance and was prepared for the advantages and disadvantages. Swallowing flesh and blood can enhance self-healing, or are these demon descendants controlled by the Christian Church and have the flesh and blood of the Christian Church in their bodies? [ you’ve recovered the flesh and blood to resist the poison of the Kusanagi sword? ]

Beck richadson pondered over the ancient demon’s plan. Thinking of the fake avatar devouring the blood kin’s corpses to confuse himself and Buddha head, he was more inclined to the latter guess.

The ruler of the ancient demons had unparalleled strength and extraordinary wisdom … Beck richadson’s face was expressionless, his eyes dark and deep.

“Bang!”

The sword Qi of the Kusanagi sword shattered the bluestone-paved ground. The dark green humanoid creature jumped up and pointed at Buddha head’s Baihui acupoint.

Generally speaking, the Baihui point was the weak point of any hard body skill. The Baihui point was also known as the Heaven’s Gate and was the most important point in the Qi cultivation system. Everyone’s Qi cultivation began from opening the gate of heaven.

As long as they focused their fire on the Baihui acupoint, most hard body skills would not be able to withstand it.

Clang!

Buddha head’s golden body shook for a while, and his skull made a slight cracking sound, but it quickly stabilized and reconstructed the Golden body. At the same time, he stabbed out with the Kusanagi sword.

The tip of the sword pierced into the arm of the dark azure humanoid, but before it could penetrate any deeper, Qing Shi was already sent flying.

The referee retreated to the pile of corpses and casually pulled out a body. He chewed and swallowed it and sneered, ” after the ancient Fey went extinct, humans became the most delicious food. Furthermore, there was an endless supply of them.

Yan’s chest was rotten and covered in pus. His injured right arm trembled slightly as he tried his best to endure the pain in his tarsal bone.

Richard failed to anger Buddha head again, and blood flowed down from the top of his head. The old monk’s face was red, and his red pupils gradually extinguished and returned to normal color. He put his hands together and said pitifully, ” “Amitabha.”

Qing Shi scoffed and pursed his lips.

The divine arts of Buddhism focused on the state of mind. If the state of mind was chaotic, the divine Art would break without being attacked. It was the same for the indestructible body of Vajra and the acalanatha seal. His expression did not change even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, not sad, not happy, not angry, not panicking, not afraid.

Seeing Richard swallowing human flesh, Buddha head’s state of mind had a flaw and was replaced by Fury. He couldn’t wait to kill the demon. His golden body was unstable and was almost destroyed by Yi’s finger just now.

However, the same method was used a second time, and it was no longer effective. Buddha head’s temperament cultivation was stronger than what Richard had expected.

Kacha Kacha …

Qing Shi chewed on the flesh and bones in her mouth, crushing them into fine powder.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Richard spat out the minced meat in its mouth without warning, turning them into a dense barrage of bullets that covered Buddha head.

Bang! Bang!

The stone floor beneath his feet cracked, and he himself charged towards Beck richedson, who was recuperating in the distance.

The Holy See intended to get rid of President Beck once and for all to get rid of this hidden threat. He even had the intention of using this as a threat. For example, exchanging the Kusanagi sword with the head of Beck richadson.

Didn’t Buddhism pay attention to who would go to hell if I didn’t? wasn’t it about being merciful?

Let’s see how this Buddhist leader will choose.

As soon as Richard expressed its intention, Buddha head perceived its thoughts, ignored the meat that was coming at him, and also rushed to Beck richadson.

In President Beck’s eyes, there was a black shadow on the left and a Golden Shadow on the right. He was sandwiched by two Gokudo Masters.

After the figure of the black shadow approached Beck richadson, it suddenly turned around and pounced on Buddha head.

The two sides collided with a loud bang. The Qi fluctuated outward and then formed a vortex.

Corpses, crushed rocks, tiles, grass, leaves … All sorts of debris flew up into the sky along with the vortex.

The meditation rooms collapsed one by one, and the broken pieces were pulled into the vortex.

Beck richadson saw a broken arm and a sword fly and land beside him, and the Kusanagi sword stabbed into the ground with a “Chi” sound. The broken arm quickly rotted into a stinky meat paste.

Kusanagi sword!

The Buddha head and the Lord’s avatar pressed their palms against each other, and their Qi formed a vortex, firmly absorbing each other.

“President Beck!” Buddha head shouted.

There was no better opportunity than now. Taking advantage of their clash of Qi, no one could break free. At this moment, Beck richadson became the key to victory.

“They’re here!” Beck richadson’s calm voice rang out.

Pfft!

The sound of a sword piercing through flesh and blood.

Buddha head froze, looked down, and saw the tip of a sword through his chest.

In an instant, the terrible poison eroded his body, melting his flesh and blood, corroding his cells, annihilating his primordial spirit, and pushing Buddha head into the abyss of death.

Buddha head raised his eyes and looked at Qing Shi.

“Why do you think I want to compete with you?” Qing Shi replied with a cold smile, not bothering to explain further.

Buddha head’s body trembled slowly. The terrible pain swallowed the poor old man, making him tremble all over in his near-death state.

The old monk tried his best to turn his neck bit by bit, as if he wanted to turn his head back to look at the person who had taken his life, or to question him.

“I’m sorry,” she said. Said Beck richadson softly.

“…..”

Buddha head stopped and did not continue to turn his head.

The Buddhist leader put his hands together and lowered his head.”Amitabha.”

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