Poverty

Chapter 441 Buddhist Purple Gold Bowl!Clean glass bottle!Immortal fighting skills, bring disaster to pond fish!
Zhang Wei's voice fell,

There was a loud roar.

At this time, Luohan Dharma Xiang was shining with bright golden light all over his body, and the fire wheel behind his head was burning fiercely.
There are also golden flames burning in the eyes.

"You are impatient!"

The crosstalk of Arhat and Fa resounds like a bell, resounding throughout the world.

A huge palm descended from the sky, exuding a palpitating and terrifying aura.

The surrounding monks pushed away one after another, their expressions horrified.

This kind of terrifying strength is not much better than the ancient taboo before.

"Senior Cao Cao, fuck him!"

Zhang Wei used his escape method very carefully to leave, and shouted loudly.

Huge palms descend from the sky, like pouring gold,
The air mechanism locked on to Li Yanchu,
Li Yanchu looked up and was slightly absent-minded.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He is somewhat familiar with this move.

The blood and qi on his body shot up into the sky, the radiant qi and blood were like the sun,

boom!
A strong blood flowed from him,

The whole person is shrouded in red light!

He punched out, without fancy movements, but with terrifying power,

Two tall phantoms emerged from behind him,

One is the manifestation of the will of martial arts, and the other is the blessing of the power of the divine way.
The two figures had a majestic and domineering aura, and their faces could not be seen clearly.
In line with his punching movements,
Boom!

A stream of red air rose directly into the sky,

The huge palm that seemed to be poured in gold was directly shattered!

At first it was cracked inch by inch, with numerous cracks all over,

The next moment, it was completely blown away by the red airflow,

At the same time, an arm of the domineering and indifferent Arhat Faxiang completely disappeared,
The moment he touched it just now, he felt the domineering fist, and couldn't help but dodge slightly sideways,
At this time, Luohan Faxiang was shocked and angry,
I just faltered for a while.

It made this mysterious young man who had always been domineering and tyrannical secretly blush,

But luckily I dodged it,
Who would have thought that a young Taoist priest could use such a punch! ?
"Are you a martial artist or a Taoist priest?"

Arhat said angrily.

Li Yanchu was taken aback, he didn't expect that the Minister of Arhats was still concerned about this kind of issue at this moment.

Clang!
The Flood Slashing Saber is out of the body!

A bright knife gang directly slashed towards the Arhat Faxiang in the sky,

Arhat Dharma Xiang punched out with a punch, and performed the Buddha's Demon Subduing Fist,

next moment,
Dao Gang split the fist seal and went straight to the Arhat Faxiang,

He was startled,
Exercising magical powers, the next moment it will disappear,

Appearing tens of feet away,
Buddhism is supernatural, and it is performed with the method of Arhat. It can be said that it is haunted and invincible.
Suddenly,

There was a sharp piercing sound from the back of my head,
Another slash came down,
With a thought in his mind, Fa Xiang Luohan cast his magic foot power and disappeared again.
Boom!
Boom!

The monks present were surprised to see this scene. A young Taoist priest chased and killed the Arhat Faxiang with a knife.

The figures of the two keep disappearing and reappearing,

But the domineering sword light seems endless, every time the arhat's dharma appears,

The light of the knife struck up,

Many monks looked at each other,

"Is this the Taoist technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, or is it so close to the world?"

A fat monk said in surprise.

The sloppy old Taoist frowned, and was a little stunned, feeling as if he had spent his whole life cultivating on a dog.

A young Taoist priest has such exquisite Taoism skills!
Arhat Faxiang was furious, and pushed out with one palm,
A golden palm hit the knife gang with a bang,

The whole person took the opportunity to retreat,

Just now, he was a little overbearing, he didn't use the Buddhist magic weapon,

So the young Taoist priest forced his hands and feet with a sharp knife,
He took out a purple gold bowl from his bosom, put it in his hand and took a picture,
A beam of Buddha's light shot out immediately!
Boom!

In front of Li Yanchu's body, the body-protecting qi appeared, forcibly blocking the golden Buddha's light,
Seeing that there are only two layers of protective energy left,

Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows, the golden light is quite powerful.

"The younger generation is also worthy of fighting with me for a moment!"

At this time, Luohan Faxiang was indifferent, and regained his domineering arrogance.

He raised the Buddhist purple gold bowl again, another golden Buddha light shot out,
Li Yan flipped his hands in the first hand, and a divine light shot out from the gossip mirror,
Two rays of light collide in one place,
A golden and white halo instantly spread out!

A few monks who were injured in the competition for the alchemy furnace just now felt a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them,
The soul seemed to be burned by some kind of fiery force.

After an exclamation,

step back again,
"This is a goddamn fairy fight, and it hurts the fish in the pond!"

"Young people these days are so fucking fierce!"

Several monks cursed in their hearts.

Sweep back again.

Luohan Faxiang was also surprised, this purple golden bowl was blessed by an eminent monk of Daxiangguo Temple,
Influenced by Buddhism, it can suppress demons and spirits,

He was faintly restrained by this gossip realm.

A sneer appeared on his face,
"Today I will let you know the gap between ordinary people and me!"

He never lacks magic weapons,
With shocking luck and background,

The magic weapon in his hand can be said to be powerful, but he usually doesn't bother to use it.

He sacrificed a bottle that was carved like suet white jade.

Clean glass bottle!
Buddhist treasure!

With the arhat's Dharma phase urging the magic weapon, a strong suction hit instantly,

Even with Li Yanchu's strange strength and Taoist talisman armor, he was still hard to resist.

"This is a pure glass bottle!?"

The fat monk exclaimed.

He looked at the arhat with some fear,

Who is this one! ?
Is it the hidden power of Buddhism! ?

No, the strong in the third realm cannot enter the Paradise of Paradise,
Almost instantly, the fat monk with the same mysterious origin fell into deep thought.

Li Yanchu found that he couldn't resist this powerful suction at all.
and at this moment,

He also cannot attack,

If it is in the game, it means that he is under strong control.

next moment,
He casts his stick magic power,
After diverting this terrifying suction force, a big tree hugged by two people disappeared.

"Eh?"

"what happened!?"

"Fuck, that old tree just now!"

There was a lot of discussion,

Arhat Faxiang's face is gloomy,

There is a golden flame in his eyes, which can be seen clearly,

Just a moment ago, the young Taoist priest actually diverted his attack and avoided his clear glass bottle!
He urged this powerful magic weapon again,
The magic power in the body is quickly consumed,
next moment,
Suddenly, I feel empty in my hands.

The clear glass bottle fell out of my hand.

Li Yanchu sacrificed the Xuanguang ruler, which is a special magic weapon, and then performed the method of fetching objects from the air,
After a wave of smooth operations,
A pure glass bottle appeared in his hand,

"Fuck, give me back the bottle!"

At this time, Luohan Faxiang cursed,

How can there be a trace of cultivation of Sakyamuni's disciples,

Li Yanchu was overjoyed.

Although it was a little risky just now, but also tricked the mysterious Arhat Dharma into using a powerful magic weapon,
He grabbed the ancient alchemy furnace with a wave of his hand, and smashed it with incomparably powerful force again!
"Don't be at a disadvantage!"

(End of this chapter)