The sword light grew sharply in the king's pupils.&1t;/p>

Bang!&1t;/p>

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared and met the sword light.&1t;/p>

The sword light came to an abrupt end.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang retreated, his arms were numb, and the sword could hardly be held.&1t;/p>

"What's going on?" He widened his eyes and looked suddenly. There was another person in front of the king.&1t;/p>

The others also stared at the man with big eyes.&1t;/p>

"Son of Buddha!"&1t;/p>

It was not Yu Mo, but the Buddha's son saved the Heavenly King.&1t;/p>

The Buddha held the wooden fish in one hand and the hammer in the other, and the treasure looked at Feng Wujiang solemnly.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang's eyes were filled with murderous intent and said, "Son of Buddha, are you going to stand up for the Heavenly King?"&1t;/p>

"Why do you have to commit more murderous crimes if you are granted a donor?"&1t;/p>

The Buddhist monk advised: "Put down the butcher's knife is the right way."&1t;/p>

"Hahaha, put down the butcher's knife!" Feng Wujiang laughed disdainfully, raised the long sword in his hand, glanced at the mountain master. Seeing that his face was as gloomy as water, he already understood the mountain master's thoughts.&1t;/p>

Anyone who opposes the mountain master, even if the other party is Tianlong Temple, the mountain master will have the same countermeasure.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang said murderously: "Son of Buddha, since I have committed a murderous crime, it will be no trouble to kill any more of you."&1t;/p>

"Ah——"&1t;/p>

Shocks of exclamations sounded in the crowd.&1t;/p>

The Buddhist son is not an ordinary person in the martial arts world, he is from Tianlong Temple, and he is the candidate for the next abbot.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang actually said unscrupulously that he wanted to kill the Buddhist son, and no one could remain calm.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang was simply crazy. He was actually an enemy of Lingshan and Tianlong Temple. He was not afraid that Tianlong Temple would pursue him. Will his life be lost?&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang also knows the dangers.&1t;/p>

But he still made this choice without hesitation because he was even more afraid of the forces behind the mountain master.&1t;/p>

Others don’t know the horror of the Tianwu Realm, but he has already realized that it is an existence that these people like the world cannot compete with.&1t;/p>

The Buddhist son was not surprised by Feng Wujiang's choice, and sighed quietly, saying, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Since the donor of Feng does not turn back, then Vajra will be angry and be amazed."&1t;/p>

As soon as he finished speaking, the hammer in his hand hit the wooden fish. What was strange was that the two of them fought each other and there was no sound.&1t;/p>

Others clearly saw that the impact of the two was quite strong, and it was impossible that there was no sound.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang's face turned stern and a sense of tension arose. He pretended to be calm and snorted coldly, saying, "Don't be mysterious, go to death!"&1t;/p>

Swish!&1t;/p>

The sword thrust and stabbed the Buddha's son.&1t;/p>

The Buddha's face did not change, and the hammer fell down again and hit the wooden fish. At this moment, the sword came straight to the Buddha's face.&1t;/p>

Seeing that it was about to stab the Buddha's son, the Buddha's son seemed to not see it, and he knocked on the wooden fish on his own.&1t;/p>

This scene is so weird that many people are dumbfounded, and they can almost put an egg in their mouths.&1t;/p>

When!&1t;/p>

Suddenly, the sword stopped steadily in front of the Buddha's son. Feng Wujiang's face became ferocious. He was actually blocked by an invisible obstacle, and it was difficult to move forward at all.&1t;/p>

"Is the attack from Tianlong Temple so magical?"&1t;/p>

"Buddhist school is indeed extraordinary, and it is completely different from the martial arts of ordinary sects."&1t;/p>

Everyone was amazed and their eyes wide open.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang kept urging his skills and wanted to break through this obstacle. However, the harder he worked, the more futile he was now.&1t;/p>

"The sound is so loud! The donor, have you heard it?" asked the Buddha.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang knew that he had a big ugly, and roared hysterically: "I didn't hear anything, don't be stupid, this trick is useless to me."&1t;/p>

"Not necessarily!"&1t;/p>

As soon as the Buddha's son finished speaking, Feng Wujiang's face froze and a subtle change occurred.&1t;/p>

A faint knock sounded in Feng Wujiang's heart. The sound came too abruptly. He looked around and finally his eyes fell on the wooden fish and hammer in the hands of the Buddha.&1t;/p>

"Hey, your wooden fish finally has a sound. It's really a mysterious thing. I want to scare me, Buddha son, you're too tender."&1t;/p>

As soon as this said, the Buddhist son did not respond much, and the other people's expressions became very strange, as if they were seeing a ghost, looking at each other.&1t;/p>

"Is there a sound? Why didn't I hear anything?"&1t;/p>

"I didn't hear it either."&1t;/p>

"Did Feng Wujiang have auditory hallucinations?"&1t;/p>

Everyone whispered, Feng Wujiang heard everything in his ears, his face finally changed drastically, his eyes swept towards everyone, and they found that they were not lying.&1t;/p>

They didn't hear the sound, he was the only one who heard it.&1t;/p>

The mountain master also showed suspicion on his face, his eyebrows were tightly locked together, and he couldn't figure out the martial arts of the Buddhist son.&1t;/p>

"The origin of Tianlong Temple is very not simple. Their martial arts are indeed different from that of the secular martial arts. We have to be careful."&1t;/p>

The mountain master thought to himself and looked at the Buddha's son intently.&1t;/p>

The sword god and Hou Yuan's eyes did not blink. Hou Yuan looked strange and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master, why is this Buddhist son's martial arts so strange? I can't see through it."&1t;/p>

A flash of light flashed in the sword god's eyes, and he said meaningfully: "This Tianlong Temple has a great origin, it's not simple, and the person who created this martial arts is even more unsimple."&1t;/p>

"Hmph, so what if it's not simple? Under the Master's sword, all this will be destroyed." Hou Yuan complimented.&1t;/p>

But the sword god said nothing, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang said a little guilty and timidly: "So what if you hear a little sound? Buddha son, your death is here, ha!"&1t;/p>

He tried all his strength, his voice rolling like thunder and his sword energy was like a rainbow, and he pushed forward a few points.&1t;/p>

The Buddhist son kept knocking on the wooden fish and murmured to himself: "The sound is loud and the elephant is invisible."&1t;/p>

Bang!&1t;/p>

A golden light suddenly flew out from the wooden fish and hit the long sword. At the same time, the sound in Feng Wujiang's mind became louder and louder, deafening.&1t;/p>

Click!&1t;/p>

The long sword in his hand sounded a crisp sound and broke into two pieces.&1t;/p>

The next second, Feng Wujiang was like a kite with broken strings flying up from the spot and hit the mountain master above the hall with a whoosh.&1t;/p>

Lingshan disciples came to their senses and shouted, rushing to intercept Feng Wujiang.&1t;/p>

However, all this came too suddenly.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang was extremely fast, and they didn't stop him at all. Feng Wujiang hit the mountain master directly.&1t;/p>

The mountain master raised his hand and bounced his finger. Before Feng Wujiang touched him, he was swept by an invisible force and turned a corner and hit the wall on the other side.&1t;/p>

Boom!&1t;/p>

Dust splash.&1t;/p>

Feng Wujiang fell a dog to eat shit and lay on the ground in a mess.&1t;/p>

He quickly stood up, blushed and stared at the Buddha's son fiercely, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.&1t;/p>

The others looked at the Buddha's son in shock.&1t;/p>

The Buddhist son defeated Feng Wujiang in every move. His cultivation was so terrifying. You should know how old he was. Feng Wujiang had practiced for most of his life.&1t;/p>

Comparing the two, Feng Wujiang was crushed into a slag, dwarfing in comparison.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!