Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1010 Eighteen Arhats
Zuo Ci waved his hand and sacrificed a long black iron stick, and the Bodhidharma bell rose into the air above his head.

Bodhidharma's golden lotus bloomed, making him like an Arhat descending to earth.

Murong Chong said, "It is rumored that the Songshan sect has acquired the true teaching of Buddhism, and it is indeed so when I saw it today. This stick must be the Bodhidharma stick, it is an earthly celestial weapon refined by the ancestor Bodhidharma himself."

Long Fei raised his eyebrows, he had also heard about Monk Bodhidharma.

The patriarch of the Zen sect of Huaxia Buddhism and the founder of Shaolin Temple.

He suddenly appeared in this world, which made Long Fei full of surprises. Could it be that he came here through the boundary wall of space?
He rode the wind and found a place to compete with Zuo Ci.

Under the leadership of Li Xuan, the disciples of the Songshan School flew down with long swords in their hands, charging towards Ji Wanyu and the group.

This time, more than 300 of their elite disciples came out almost immediately.

The lowest level is the early stage of alchemy realm, and there are hundreds of disciples in the late stage of alchemy realm like Li Xuan.

There was a sudden chaos on the field, sword lights danced, all kinds of energy entangled and collided, and there was a rumbling sound, making the top of the mountain feel like an earthquake.

Li Gan, the leader of the water bandits, paid close attention to the movement, knowing how many catties and taels he had, so he didn't join in the fun.

He thought about asking his subordinates to fire cannons and arrows at the critical moment, catching Ji Wanyu by surprise.

Those who have attained the Tao must not kill mortals without authorization.

The more people you kill, the more karma you will have when you become an immortal and cross the catastrophe in the future, and the greater the power of the thunder will be.

That's why Long Fei didn't kill them with a single strike.

In the legend of Fengshen, the gods from all walks of life descended to the earth, and none of them said that they took the initiative to kill mortals. They all planned and planned from behind.

Even if it's a fight, it's a battle between the disciples of explaining education and intercepting education.

If it weren't for the fear of punishment from the heavens, if a fairy passed by, he could directly destroy a city without relying on mortals to fight back and forth.

In mid-air, Long Fei and Zuo Ci exchanged a few moves with the Azure Dragon Faxiang above his head.

He didn't try his best, but just wanted to see what is special about the successor of Zen Buddhism.

Zuo Ci's Taoism, with the shadow of Buddhism, is also Taoism and Buddha, and uses the spiritual power of Taoism to motivate the eighteen arhats of Buddhism.

It's hard to blame Zuo Ci. In this place where Taoism is the foundation of the country, it is completely impossible to practice Buddhism.

Without believers, there is no power of faith.

Buddhists rely on the power of faith to condense their mana, and practicing Buddhism in this world is a tree without roots.

If the Songshan School is really related to Patriarch Bodhidharma, then this monk has made too many compromises in order to practice.

However, the Zen school of Buddhism is originally a combination of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

Simply put, it is localized Buddhism, which is very different from the original Mahayana Buddhism of the Buddhist ancestral family.

Zuo Ci made a move of subduing dragon and arhat's stick technique, and the surrounding situation changed a little bit.

Battles at the Nascent Soul Realm level were already quite terrifying.

He originally thought that Long Fei could be dealt with in two or three moves, but who knew that Long Fei would still be alive and kicking after more than a dozen moves.

"You are a dragon, I want to subdue you!"

With the force of the strong wind, the Dharma stick slammed down heavily on the Azure Dragon Dharma Avatar.

With Dharma connected, Long Fei condensed the Dharma form with the power of his body.

When the Dharma stick fell, it felt the same as hitting his flesh.

With a loud bang, it pressed down, making his bones crunch like roasted beans.

With the pressure of the stick, a mountain top in the west flew up with a bang, and the whole place was filled with hustle and bustle.

"Is that all you have the patience for?"

Long Fei hummed softly, it had been a long time since he had a good fight with anyone.

He waved out Najie's fire-burning stick, the stick was two feet long, ordinary, nothing special about it.

Zuo Ci laughed mockingly, "So this is your magic weapon?"

He finally understood why Long Fei had to use the Princess' Yuhuang Sword every time. It turned out that this young master's magic weapon was so rubbish.

Long Fei smiled lightly, "The magic weapon is not about the length, you will know how powerful it is if you try it."

He waved his hand and smashed out, his figure suddenly flashed in the air, and suddenly he was in front of Zuo Ci.

Zuo Ci was so startled that he hurriedly sent Bodhidharma Bell, and set up layers of golden lotus barriers around him.

Who knew that this stick was so special that it passed through the barrier and hit the top of the bronze bell.

With a bang, the magic weapon of the earth immortal level shook violently.

Swimming with a huge force, the copper bell was actually cracked at the weakest point.

Zuo Ci retreated sharply, dodging Long Fei's continuous attacks.

But the Azure Dragon Dharma Aspect activated by Long Fei followed him like a shadow, constantly bumping into him with its huge body.

The Bodhidharma clock was hit continuously, rattling and rattling, causing all the water bandits ten thousand meters below to cover their ears and scream.

"Dragon Subduing Stick!"

Zuo Ci yelled angrily, and the Dharma stick in his hand was thrown out with great force, constantly smashing against the Azure Dragon Faxiang.

But Long Fei was like a ghost, constantly appearing from Zuo Ci's surroundings, his steps were so strange that he couldn't even notice it.

What he used was the method of space, Zuo Ci certainly didn't know it.

Moreover, in this battle, he didn't use his full strength, and he didn't want to expose all his hole cards in advance.

To deal with Zuo Ci, it's not worth his playing cards.

With a stick, the Dharma Bell, which already had cracks, cracked again. With a bang on the top, the power was scattered, and it was immediately covered with cracks, and it was on the verge of collapsing.

The Qinglong Faxiang became stronger as he fought, and in conjunction with a Qinglong wagging its tail, it slammed Zuo Ci's protective barrier with its long tail.

With a bang, the Bodhidharma bell on Zuo Ci's head instantly shattered into pieces.

The huge coercion spread to the ground, and there was a bang, which razed a mountain to the ground again.

Zuo Ci's divine sea shook violently and his head became dizzy.

With an unbelievable scream, he flew backwards for a thousand meters.

He didn't expect that the iron pestle in Long Fei's hand was so weird.

Just now, the Dharma bell was used to push the lotus barrier to block the surrounding area, but the stick still penetrated the barrier and smashed the Dharma clock to pieces.

Long Fei swung his stick and chuckled, "How is it, isn't this magic weapon not bad?"

Zuo Ci's face flushed red, he really lost his sight.

He shouted coldly, "Don't be complacent, I haven't used all my strength yet!"

With one stroke of Zuo Ci's stick, he showed his Dharma appearance.

His dharma appearance is not the five elements and four images, nor is it a dragon and phoenix animal, but a phantom of eighteen arhats condensed by a golden light.

There are many arhats in the west, and the eighteen arhats are the head of all arhats.

There are eighteen changes in this dharma appearance, such as sitting, lying down, smiling, angry, with long eyebrows, big ears, crouching tiger, or subduing dragon.

Zuo Ci screamed hoarsely, and cursed, "Destroy my magic weapon, I will definitely send you to hell."

He smashed down with a stick, and eighteen phantoms immediately attacked Long Fei.

The people below were dazzled for a while. The Songshan disciples who were fighting, Ji Wanyu and others stopped, not wanting to miss this extremely exciting fighting moment.

The Emperor Yu Sword in Ji Wanyu's hand buzzed, obviously wanting to fight side by side with Long Fei.

She hooked the corner of her mouth, thinking that this ancestor's divine sword is too different, but she has cooperated with Long Fei twice, and now she immediately wants to deny her master.

　Chapter 1, continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)