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Chapter 2982 Unknown funeral events

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    Ever since I lost the soul of fetal light, I have always felt that I am very much like a dragon, as if there is always a huge monument pressed on my body. Yes, no matter how I move my meridians or how I change my cultivation, my body will always be there.  With a sense of fatigue, clumsiness, sluggishness, and even out of control and unable to do anything.

    But at this moment, I feel like I have been reborn, like wings have grown on my shoulders, like a fish that has been dry for a long time is suddenly in the ocean, in one word, cool!

    I jumped up and down, just a few dozen meters away. Although I wasn't as capable of soaring into the clouds as a spiritual cultivator, my body was as light as flying.

    It was only at this moment that I realized that, unknowingly, my cultivation had actually improved a lot.  Originally, the three souls were incomplete and might not be felt, but now, as soon as the soul of fetal light returns to the body, the quantitative changes accumulated over a long period of time are instantly transformed into qualitative changes.

    Narayana Buddha probably didn't expect that my sword would strike for tens of meters. When the sword blade hit, the monk soldier fell to the ground like he was wearing a candied haws.

    Before he could react, I was already in front of him.

    "It's weird!" the old monk murmured: "Why do these Easterners become more brave as they fight?"

    I smiled and said: "When a group of robbers break into your home, put an AK47 to your head and tell you that your family has been quarreling recently and they are trying to maintain peace, then they can't help but chop off your limbs first.  , and then they will kick you out of the house, and when they come to create order, you will be able to fight more and more bravely."

    "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, you"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether your Buddha is merciful or not, and I don¡¯t care, but for all the monks who raise armies to come to the underworld, one by one, I can¡¯t be merciful to you!¡±

    While I was speaking, I suddenly used my sword, and the light of the sword went away very quickly. Na Luo Yan was so anxious that he shook his robe and quickly dodged away to the side.

    But although the man was fast, he was not as fast as the sword. Golden light flashed across the path of Zakawa, and the old monk screamed, and a bun on his head was cut off.

    "Luo Bu, I will fight with you!" Naluoyan, who was injured, was furious. He spread his hands and held a vajra in his hand.

    "Do you really think that your sword is invincible? Are you deceiving me that the Buddhist country has no treasure?"

    Narayana Buddha pointed the silver-white vajra at me, and this wretched thing turned out to be like a white snake spitting out a message, hissing like a wave of wind, and struck back at me.

    The old guy is going to fight me with swords!

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????No matter how fast, accurate, and ruthless any weapon in the world is, I haven't seen anyone who can compare with Wakagawa Kororo.

    My footsteps are like a dragon shuttle, walking around, and the sword in my hand complements each other. Sometimes it is as light as a swallow, rising from the flowers, sometimes it is as sudden as lightning, and the lightning collapses. It is really a silver light coming from the sky, and Wanli Xinu turns into a soul.

    After several rounds of attacks, the old monk did not gain any advantage. He summoned an internal force from his palm, blessed the Vajra, and made a comeback.

    "Kill!" Naluo Yan shouted, and rushed forward like lightning. With a wave of his hands, the vajra suddenly gained momentum and struck my face fiercely.  His move is quite like a slap in the face to the Patriarch Bodhidharma. It is simple, fierce, and unparalleled in speed. All the power is concentrated on the sharp edge of the vajra, leaving no room for subsequent changes. The move is full of irreversible momentum.  Obviously, he wanted to completely defeat me on the sword.

    In this situation of desperate situation, offense is the best defensive method.

    I don¡¯t believe what those monks say that ¡°Taoism is not as good as Buddhism, and Taoism is not as good as Buddhism.¡± I only believe that things depend on man-made efforts, luck is achieved by nature, and skills are accomplished by the heart.  The competition of weapons is different from the competition of simple moves. In addition to internal strength, it also depends on quick eyes and boldness.

    I squinted at the vajra that looked like a dragon or a snake spitting out a message. It wasn¡¯t until it landed in front of me that I suddenly reached out and caught this year¡¯s vajra with my hand.

    Na Luo Yan was stunned. He looked at me blankly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

    He never thought that I could actually catch this Vajra pestle, which was as broad as a torch and powerful but heavy, with my hands.

    ? ?Actually, I am not reckless.  I stared at this vajra for so long, just looking for its movement trajectory.  The Vajra originated from the Mandala Sea Society, and actually has the same origin as the Zun Sheng Ban and the Dharma Wheel among the eight treasures of Buddhism. It symbolizes the wisdom of the Tathagata and is used to break away the internal demons and external demonic obstacles of foolishness and delusion.  Therefore, his direction of operation is actually right-handed.

    And when I took action, following the direction of his rotation and merging my palm power into it at the fastest speed, the edge of the crazily rotating vajra became meaningless to me.

    "Then Luo Yan, what other tricks do you have!" I sneered.

    Narayana Buddha gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, exerting his palm force towards the vajra.?He tried to turn the edge of the pestle forcefully to break my palm.

    ¡°It¡¯s better to save money!¡±

    I shouted loudly and suddenly swung my sword with my left hand. The sword light surged amidst the roar, as if a silver ball of light exploded from the ground, eclipsing the candlelight.  Everyone's eyes stung, and they blinked in unison. When they opened their eyes again, the vajra had been broken into two pieces, and Naluoyan's right hand holding the vajra fell to the ground at the same time

    "Ah! My hand!" Na Luo Yan looked up to the sky and shouted.

    "Go to hell!" I stood up in the air and kicked Naluo Yan out, hitting dozens of monk soldiers along the way.

    At the same time, I swung my sword light, drawing an arc in the air, chasing for dozens of meters, and howling for nine days.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The Wakkagawa Path shoots out a colorful ray of light with unprecedented speed.

    "What a sword!"

    Na Luo Yan sat on the ground and only uttered two words. The sword light had already sliced ??diagonally at his body before he could react in time.

    "Namo Amitabha's night of Duotagaduo, my Buddha has passed away to the ultimate bliss!" the monks and soldiers shouted hastily.

    The monk soldiers who were fighting the final battle with the Evil Ghost Corps in front heard this shout and stopped in unison.

    "Narayana Buddha has passed away!"

    "The Buddha passed away and was reborn in bliss!"

    "It's not good. Buddha is dead"

    The news spread like a plague, and the monk soldiers who had massacred the Evil Ghost Corps to several hundred people were in a state of chaos and immediately withdrew with a crash.

    "Retreat!" Being surrounded by Mu Mu and Bald Man, there was no way to fight back. Lian Huaguang, who was on the thin line between life and death, also heard the news that Luo Yan was dead. He suddenly lost the slightest desire to fight and shouted, leaving this behind.  Thousands of corpses headed southward.

    "Old man, don't leave if you have the ability!" Liu Dajin's voice sounded like thunder as he was about to kill him.

    But Lian Huaguang didn't care about his own face at all, didn't look back, and just ran wildly.

    Since this pursuit, until this moment, we have been temporarily freed from the encirclement and pursuit.  The veterans who fought bloody battles wiped the blood from their faces, smiled at each other, and collapsed on the ground

    "Hongjun, Hongjun, you are determined to ruin my big event. You are forcing me to fight to destroy the world! Whatever, I want to destroy them" Although the immortal in the sky exploded Hongjun, but  The minibus going north and the defeat of the monk soldiers made him completely give up on the rules of the game. With a ferocious face, he summoned the Black Lotus of Creation (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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