Chapter 925, Dragon, Fuhu
"Huh! The power is strong, but I am not afraid of you! Thousands of wise swords, condensed!" The willow eyebrows stood up, and the smoke flying flower didn't want to let it at this moment. The jade fingers bounced in the void like a pipa, and then the holy light that he sent out all directions suddenly converged again. A sword of light gathered together in an instant and turned into a real sword of light, and suddenly split into the Brahman sky in front of him.
He frowned slightly and felt the breath of killing all the ideas emitted by the other party's wisdom sword that day. Fan Kong inexplicably rose a look of fear in his heart and knew the horror of his opponent's move. However, in the middle of his mind, Fankong gritted his teeth fiercely and made a decision in an instant.
Boom!
The mighty momentum of the dragon Fuhu King Kong Fist suddenly hit the heaven and earth wisdom sword condensed by thousands of wisdom swords, as if it was going to be defeated. However, a strange thing happened. At the moment when its golden Buddha fist collided with the wisdom sword of heaven and earth, the shining with endless light flashed and disappeared in the deepest part of his heart.
Obviously, I didn't expect Fankong to be so fierce. Yan Feihua was also shocked at this moment. She hurriedly flashed rapidly under her feet. At the same time, her palms flew over, and a stream of bright energy was shot out again, condensed into a bright gossip in front of her, which suddenly blocked the loose and violent breath.
Although there is a great power of heaven and earth in the unique inheritance of Lizu, and no alien energy can be exerted, Yan Feihua is a genius of physical cultivation. Naturally, it completely penetrates the body and refines the unique energy of the body. It is also a kind of physical power and has not been suppressed. The light power she exerts at this moment is a kind of energy that seems to be the same as the light gold power cultivated by Gao Feng at the beginning, but it is obviously more advanced and stronger. Of course, she is not the only one who has cultivated this energy. Xing Yu and even many other physical cultivation geniuses have reached this level.
At this moment, I saw the powerful Fan Kong suddenly waved the dragon and Fuhu King Kong boxing, and his eyes were wide open angrily, like an angry Buddha. Then his body suddenly trembled, as if it was frozen in the void.
"Gig... Isn't my daughter's wisdom sword so easy to break? The ancient god Daluo's palm, Daluo's true intention, covering the heavens!"
Seeing this situation, Yan Feihua giggled at first. Her voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, but it was suddenly under her feet. It was as graceful as a flower brushing a willow. She quickly dodged the front and came to the back of Fankong.
"Woo-woo..."
Drive his ancient god's palm with all his strength. This set of powerful secret techniques suddenly exerted a terrible power. The torn void was full of obvious ripples, as if it would be torn apart at any time.
Fan Kong has no time to pay attention to the ancient god Daluo palm of Yan Feihua, because at the moment when Di Huijian cut into his heart that day, he was pulled into a dark world that seemed to have no end.
Dignified, suffocating, and dark, it seemed that there was no place in the whole world that was not dark. Fan Kong hurriedly calmed down and recited the Buddha's great light mantra millions of times, but still felt that there was no light.
Suddenly, there was a sword light in the depths of his heart. From the darkness, time did not exist, and space did not exist. All ideas do not exist. Only the sword light has become the eternal light. Fankong even has a feeling of welcoming this sword light and pinning it in his heart.
For Fankong, this is an extremely dangerous sign. It seems that only when this light is entrusted to your heart and all the tedious thoughts in your heart can you completely break down and get real freedom and liberation.
"It's not good!"
He was shocked. Somehow, the six-character truth of Buddhism suddenly flashed in the depths of Fankong's heart. He had an intuition that only by reciting these six words could he get real liberation.
"Wo! Well! What! Oh! Mi! "Oh!"
Suddenly, Fan Kong made such a cry to the deepest part of his heart, and this six-character truth seemed to have infinite great power, making six great shocks. Every time, Fan Kong would feel that his heart was empty, detached from vulgarity, many, troubles, greed and love, and all kinds of unclean thoughts were all swept away. As for the eternal wisdom sword of heaven and earth, it suddenly turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.
And after defeating the other party's Tiandi Huijian, Fankong suddenly opened his eyes, and his face suddenly showed great anger.
Under his perception, his powerful dragon and tiger King Kong fist bombarded a piece of nothingness, and a frightening breath behind him had come. It was so close that it seemed that one thousandth of the blink of an eye would come down. In such a situation, he could only make an angry roar in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
"Kka-Chao..."
At the moment when the ancient god Daluo's palm hit the back of Fankong, a harsh bone crack sounded one after another, obviously from Fankong's body.
"Puff!"
Suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, Fan Kong's body couldn't help throwing it back, and the worn-out jacket on his body had already turned into nothingness. ** The ferocious and terrible cracks on the upper body seemed to be fragments, as if his body was a porcelain.
"Take advantage of your illness and kill you!"
In the face of Fankong, which was already in an absolutely weak position, Yan Feihua did not hesitate to chase up. The ancient god Daluo's palm once again carried a sense of Daluo's true meaning, as if to destroy everything, and fiercely patted Fankong again.
"Remending the dragon, Fuhu!"
Just as the ancient god Da Luo's palm of Yan Feihua was about to slap on Fankong, he suddenly roared, and his body tried to turn back, and he was already face to face with Yan Feihua.
The rumble.....
Fan Kong's muscles rolled like waves, and the ferocious and horrible cracks on it were very seeping, and his body was not like a glazed diamond casting, flashing a metal-like texture. Of course, the most terrible thing is his fists!
At this moment, there are two rolling vigors around his fists, which suddenly merge together and faintly forms an image. This image is a Buddha, holding a dragon-like python, and a hundred-fronted tiger under his feet, which is very powerful, like boundless power and majestic cohesion. .
Wow!
This illusory image suddenly trembled, and then at a staggering speed, it suddenly hit the palm of the ancient god Daluo.
"Puff!"
In an instant, Yan Feihua spit out a large mouthful of blood, and there was incredible anger on his face. Although the dragon and Fuhu had just been captured by him, the boxing power was really strong. Even if it was suppressed in Yan Feihua's body now, it was still raging everywhere and difficult to quickly disappear.
And after hitting this move, Van Gogh seemed to be out of strength. His whole body suddenly seemed to have lost his bravery, and his body could not be maintained, so he fell straight down with a squeak.
Peng!
His body hit the ground heavily, Fan Kong spit out a large mouthful of blood again, and his face showed extremely ferocious pain. At this moment, his left arm began to show a light black, which was obviously much thinner than his right arm. It seemed that the essence was absorbed by something.
"Huh! Your killer is nothing more than this. At this time, my infinite blood droplets have begun to break through your bone resistance, and will immediately be able to enter your bones and absorb your bone marrow and blood... You are dead! Gee-gi-gi... If I get your god-seeking pearl this time, I will immediately fly to the sky! Fly to the sky! You must kill him, and don't let him commit suicide!" Yan Feihua, who had just stabilized her body, looked at the falling Fankong and made her own wishes.