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Chapter 1,585 The Dongtu Four take action

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    Tang Sanzong's eyes shot out two scarlet colors, piercing through the illusion.

    A mighty dragon shocked the entire audience. The golden dragon-shaped handprint swept over and stamped hard on Master Xuanku's chest.

    "Poof!"

    Xuanku coughed up blood in his hand, his body was limp and he flew backwards, making a hole in the ground.

    It is really shocking that Xuan Ku, a master who is also the abbot of the temple and presides over the first level, was killed instantly with one move.

    And the most surprising thing is that the technique used by the opponent turned out to be the mighty Tianlong. This technique is banned by the Pure Land of Paradise. Although it is powerful, it is only a flash in the pan.

    Whoever uses it is a sinner in the land where the Buddha's light shines!

    "Did I hear correctly just now? It turned out to be the mighty Tianlong?"

    "Master, you heard it right. It is indeed the mighty heavenly dragon. That monk from the East actually knows such forbidden skills. Not only does he practice them in private, but he openly shows them here. He is completely contemptuous of the Pure Land and the Buddha's Dharma.  !¡±

    "Although he is a monk from the abandoned land of the East, he does as he pleases. When he comes here, he must abide by the rules. How dare he use this access control method? I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to write the word "death"!"

    The monks couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they saw Tang San's body filled with demonic aura. They asked themselves that if they were in the position of Master Xuan Ku, they might not be able to take on this mighty dragon move!

    "Master, this place actually has this technique. Could it be that my uncle and uncle brought it here?"

    Ma Niubi asked quietly.

    "The mighty Tianlong, this is a very famous Buddhist skill in the Zhongyuan world. I didn't expect to see it in this world of immortals and gods."

    "It's very possible, but this technique has been improved. The whole body is as black as ink, and it is an out-and-out killing technique. This monk in the abandoned land of the East has a deep murderous intention."

    Li Xiaobai nodded and said lightly.

    This is completely different from the Mighty Heavenly Dragon performed by Ergouzi. It is only similar on the outside, but the core is already another technique.

    On the futon.

    Tang San's burial stands proudly, with a skeleton Zen staff inserted into the ground, with both hands folded on his back, and the master is lonely.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that the martial arts of the Pure Land can only be fully utilized in the hands of this monk!¡±

    "There are no generals in Kutuo Temple!"

    Tang Sanzong's expression was indifferent, his gray eyes looked down upon the sky.

    "Master Tang, where did you come from to practice this kind of technique? Lord Buddha issued an order hundreds of years ago, prohibiting Buddhist disciples from practicing the technique of the mighty heavenly dragon!"

    The face of Subduing the Dragon Arhat was also slightly gloomy, and there was a trace of ripples on Gujing Wubo's face.

    "Everyone is a monk from the East. The Lord Buddha is the Lord Buddha of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, not the Lord Buddha of all people in the world. A poor monk can naturally practice it."

    Tang Sanzian nodded and said calmly, showing no fear at all when facing the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.

    "This matter will be reported to the poor monk, and a decision will be made in the future!"

    "It's just that you are not allowed to use this technique. If you do it again, you will be arrested immediately!"

    The Dragon-Subduing Arhat had nothing to say, so he finally nodded and said.

    ¡°Then it¡¯s my grandson¡¯s turn for the second game!¡±

    "You guys come together, I will pick them all!"

    Sun Xingzhe couldn't hold back the anger that surged in his heart. He screamed and got on the futon. The golden cudgel in his hand rose against the storm, standing tall against the sky and the earth.

    The same demonic flames are surging into the sky, and the purple-black ferocious energy all over the body is visible to the naked eye.

    "Amitabha, we, the monks of the Pure Land, are loyal and honest, and will not do anything casual. Since there are only four monks in the Eastern Land, we will naturally send four masters to fight!"

    "Young monk Xuanqi, I have met Master Sun, please feel free to give me some advice!"

    A young monk in simple clothes slowly walked up to the futon and sat cross-legged with a polite smile on his face, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.

    "Amitabha, give me a stick!"

    Sun Xing was ruthless and didn't say much. Golden lightning swept across him, and he appeared in front of the little monk in an instant. He raised his stick and struck it with a blow.

    "Boom!"

    Thunder exploded in the void, piercing people's hearts. The air was compressed by this stick and crackled, distorting visibly to the naked eye.

    "Wait a minute, Amithat Buddha, the monk is not ready yet, and he hasn't started yet!"

    Seeing the lightning-fast blow, the little monk Xuanqi felt the pressure rushing towards his face, and couldn't help but said in a panic, he just sat down cross-legged and hadn't started to exercise yet, why did he get hit?

      "Hey, hey, hey, let's go!"

    Sun Xingzhe sneered, and the golden cudgel swept across. The sound of broken bones and tendons was clearly audible. Just like Xuan Ku's fate, the little monk Xuan Qi vomited blood and flew out upside down, falling down the stage. His life or death was unknown.

    Layers of golden hair burst out from its body, looking like a golden monkey head with a human face.

    Carrying a long stick on the shoulder is like the god of war descending to earth.

    It was another instant kill with one move. Although Kutuo Temple's strength was only average, it would never be so weak that it could be killed with one move. The two consecutive games were simply shocking.

    Xuanqi is also a genius at the second level of the Void Spirit Realm. This Sun Xingzhe is at least the third level of the Void Spirit Realm, or even the fourth level of God-seeing Realm?

    Isn¡¯t Dongtu a barren soil? How could such a genius be born?

    "You bastard, you don't have martial ethics!"

    The monks in the audience were cursing each other, but they suddenly launched a sneak attack. This was simply despicable, shameless and obscene. Didn¡¯t you hear them saying that they weren¡¯t ready yet?

    "You monks from the Pure Land are so hypocritical. The old man with white eyebrows just suddenly made a sneak attack. Why didn't you say anything about him? Instead, you came to blame my monkey brother!"

    "I thought the Buddhist monk would have some insights, but I didn't expect him to be such a weak person. In a battle in front of the battle line, he still needs to shout "start" before charging? Is the actual combat experience overwhelming?"

    Zhu Bajie and Sha Wuwu sneered from behind, making many monks blush and feel guilty.

    Indeed, they forgot about Master Xuanku¡¯s sneak attack.

    "It's no use talking more, I'll tell you the truth, that pig, you laughed the most just now, come up and fight!"

    "The poor monk Xuanxue must rectify the name of Kutuo Temple today!"

    The monks of Kutuo Temple were shocked and angry. The outside monks were so powerful and humiliated them in every possible way. How could they bear this? They were all the proud disciples in the temple. No one was as good as the other. They all wanted to defeat each other and save face!

    "I'll eat one of your arms and remember it later. Don't call me a pig!"

    Zhu Bajie's eyes turned cold, and his fat body paused on the spot. In an instant, the surface of the earth twisted and melted like a wave, stirring up thousands of waves and surging down toward the futon.

    "It didn't even move a step, the earth swallowed up the monk. After a while, the ground squirmed and spit out the metaphysics, and then returned to calm.

    When he looked again, he was missing an arm.

    No blood was spilled, and an arm seemed to be so flat that it disappeared out of thin air.

    The scene is extremely weird(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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