I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"The fight against the Buddha..." Anlin's eyes gradually brightened. "This is indeed a good opponent!"

As soon as everyone is familiar, it is better to communicate.

Secondly, the monkey is very strong and can let him fight.

The third is that the monkeys have been through a hundred battles. Even if Anlin accidentally loses his hand and hurts the other party, it should not mind.

"That Lord, do you have a meeting first, or do you want to learn first?" Bai Ling asked.

"Everyone else is waiting there, isn't it a good meeting?" An Lin blinked.

Bai Ling smiled and said: "He has been waiting for so long anyway, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."

Although this proposal is very good, but Anlin can't bear it. If a friend comes from afar, naturally he has to entertain friends first, so Anlin decided to fight first!

Forty-nine Xianzong, playing the battlefield.

There have been tens of thousands of disciples gathered here, and they are watching the monkeys in the center.

The monkey looks beautiful, like a star, wearing a golden crown, wearing a Xiaguang battle armor, a burly and especially deterrent, just holding a golden hoop with one hand and standing still, attracting thousands of disciples Onlookers.

"Oh, I don't know, I heard that it is going to fight with our Sovereign!"

"Does this sect also have people who don't know about this? This is the number one event of Zongmen! I don't know if the Sovereign will fight."

"This is not nonsense. Let's be a scorpio, will we be afraid of a monkey's battle? If he is back, he will definitely come to work!"

A female disciple said without hesitation, it can be said that they know their masters.

"I still admire the victory over the Buddha. I dare to fight with our lords. I don't know if it can resist the lord's punches..."

"You don't want to look down on the victory over the Buddha! It is the second best power of the Western Buddhism after Sakyamuni Buddha. It is unparalleled in combat power. It is said to be the candidate of the gangster!"

"So... can it fight against the Sovereign Master?"

"..."

The disciples are all hotly discussing.

Although fighting against the Buddha is very powerful, but the Sovereign is even more invincible, Anlin’s impression in the minds of his disciples has transcended everything. It is an unbeaten **** of war. He has never considered the situation of losing. He is only considering the victory. The Buddha can hold a few punches.

Zongmen elder Yao Mingxi conservatively estimated that if the Anlin sects are only friendly and acquainted, they may have to fight for a few hundred rounds. If they are full-powered, they may be able to defeat the Buddha in a dozen or so rounds.

This statement has been recognized by most disciples.

In the sky, suddenly black bricks came.

The disciples on the field burst into enthusiasm.

Their lord is coming back! !

Xu Xiaolan leaned on the back of Xiao Huang, Tsing Yi with a delicate body, a pair of clear alum gazing at the returning man, looks quite helpless and jealous: "Hey... hard to come back, the first thing that comes to mind is to go fight……"

A hearty laugh fell from the sky.

"Ha ha ha... Goku brother, let you wait!"

Fighting against the Buddha’s hands, holding the golden hoop, looking up at the man on the sky, he also smiled and smiled: “Not long after... I have a chance to fight with Anlin’s brother, even if I let the old grandson wait a year. willing!"

Anlin Bai Yi, a group of clear air spread out from the body.

Fighting against the Buddha's body is also a burst of Buddha's light, and there is a surging war in compassion, as if to fight people.

The power of the two spread at the same time.

In an instant, the wind is raging and the world is discolored.

All disciples felt difficulty breathing, and some even stood unsteadily.

The superposition of the two is really terrible, and even if it is not for them, they can't support the horrible power of this inadvertent escape.

"Please fight the venue, you can't stand the toss here." Bai Ling said aside.

When Anlin thought so, he looked at the battle and defeated Buddhism: "Is it better to change the land and fight on the prairie?"

"I am in the right place! The prairie is good! In the Zongmen battle, there is really a feeling of being unable to open!" Fighting against the Buddha is quick to agree.

The two began to fly to the prairie outside the Zongmen.

Behind him, he followed a group of disciples who were eating melons.

Bai Ling silently reinforces the defensive barrier of the Forty-nine Xianzong, and uses the power of space to stop the disciples who want to eat melon: "Are you so anxious to die? No one protects you, Anlin lord casually With a small fist, you can smash all of you into meat."

The disciples have only returned to this time. What kind of terrible existence the lord has for them, that is, the strong ones who have no qualifications for them to watch the war...

"But you don't have to be too disappointed. My purple star satellite will play this battle in real-time high-definition stereo in this performance field!" Bai Ling smiled.

"Long live the White House!!"

"White sister is the best!"

"There is finally a chance to see the battle of the Anlin lord defeating the Buddha, so excited!!"

Tens of thousands of disciples suddenly shouted excitedly.

Soon, a picture appeared on the performance field.

Anlin and the battle against the Buddha have fallen on the endless prairie, and they are facing each other.

Although the disciples did not see the real person, they were also infected by the tense atmosphere, staring at the picture intently, for fear of missing even a moment of battle.

It is a mile on the vast prairie.

An Lin fights against the Buddha.

"Wukang brother, since you are challenging me, then I will give you the opportunity to shoot me first, come on!" Anlin took his hands behind him and whispered.

"Since this ~www.readwn.com~Anlin's brother is careful!" Fighting against Buddha is not a lot of ink. He has been waiting for this battle for a long time. Before, he invited Anlin to the Western Buddhist countries to fight. Anlin did not. Empty, then it ran to the forty-nine sects, thinking about doing it first.

It is a strong person born for the battle. Facing the strong man of Anlin, it is not good to fight the last one. I always feel that I will leave a lot of regrets.

"Eat to the old grandson!"

"Awesome!!"

Boom! !

A gold hoop sprinted and grew thicker and thicker.

The surrounding world has turned into a vast golden.

Anlin felt a strong sense of oppression from the golden hoop that hit him.

"Hahaha, come well!"

Fighting against the Buddha's combat power is the peak of the road. Anlin just wants to try the body of his own **** of war, and can stand up under the attack of the peak of the joint road.

He simply stood in the same place and poked the other's golden hoop.

Boom! !

The long and thick golden hoop, which hit the body of An Lin very violently, pushed him all the way, pushed it straight for hundreds of miles before stopping, pulling a deep ravine on the ground.

"Oh... Anlin's brother dared to look down on me. I can't be polite." Fighting against the Buddha's mouth, he was very satisfied with this assault.

"Shu...comfortable..."

An Lin slightly sighed.