Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan's face was stern. He swung his sword again and again, shattering the countless Buddha-patterned barriers created by the fat monk. It was easy and did not take up too much effort.

"Swish"

He moved to the top of his head and chopped it down hard.

"clang--"

Buddha's light gushed out from the fat monk's head, catching the sword. Then, he punched Chen Qingyuan and forced him back.

"He seems to have..."

Chen Qingyuan stood high in the air, staring at the special Buddha light on the fat monk's body, and a sense of familiarity came over him.

The physical skills of Buddha Kasyapa!

Chen Qingyuan was very clear about the Buddha's methods, after all, he had obtained the complete supreme Buddhist scriptures.

All of a sudden, I understood.

This guy must be practicing both Buddha's body and mind, following a similar path as Kasyapa Buddha. He has changed his own Buddhist path, so there is a sense of both good and evil.

He got the opportunity to prove his truth, but he stopped moving forward and ended up at the level of a half-emperor.

The fact that Kasyapa Buddha practiced both the Buddha's body and the Buddha's body was deliberately concealed, resulting in very few people knowing about it. This was to prevent people in later generations from imitating it and bringing trouble upon themselves.

This fat monk was a man of great luck. He accidentally obtained a part of the inheritance of Buddha Kashyapa, but he refused to believe in it and embarked on this road of no return.

"call--"

The fat monk slapped over, fanning the entire sea of ​​stars apart.

The Buddha's power is rampant and golden light is spreading.

Chen Qingyuan thought about it and controlled the sword, letting it fly out of his hand and stabbing at the giant palm in front of him.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the Seven-Star Baijue Sword and the giant palm, Chen Qingyuan found a good opportunity and delivered a close-range punch.

"Boom"

Punch with all your might and show no mercy.

At the moment when Chen Qingyuan swung his fist, a huge evil eye suddenly appeared behind him.

The appearance of the Evil Eye of Samsara directly shattered the Buddha's light that permeated the starry sky.

"boom!"

The punch hit the fat monk's chest, causing his chest to collapse and his body to fly backwards, smashing several stars. The dazzling light was like sparks.

"bass"

Chen Qingyuan did not stop, and pursued him. His speed was so fast that the fat monk could not catch his trace at all.

By the time the fat monk discovered Chen Qingyuan, he had already appeared before him.

"boom"

Chen Qingyuan threw another punch.

Time was too tight, and the fat monk had no time to use other means. He was forced to defend himself and rely on his own physical skills to resist.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After dozens of punches, the fat monk was beaten back step by step and could hardly resist.

At the same time, Chen Qingyuan separated a divine consciousness and controlled the Seven-Star White Jade Sword through the air, allowing it to sweep away the Buddha's power everywhere on the battlefield. It then whistled from a distance and stabbed the fat monk in the middle of his eyebrows.

"Chong-"

The sword rang loudly, piercing through the sky for millions of miles. A moment later, it reached the center of the fat monk's eyebrows and began to clash with the golden light that protected his body, making a "clang" sound.

"Edict!"

The fat monk found a better opportunity, broke free from Chen Qingyuan's suppression, scolded him, and then pushed out a palm. The "卍" Buddhist light immediately appeared, locked onto Chen Qingyuan, and attacked him rapidly.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyuan was not afraid at all and faced the challenge head on. He pointed his finger as a sword and stretched out his hand.

The sword light and the "卍" Buddha light were in a stalemate for a short moment. As Chen Qingyuan continued to supply the majestic spiritual energy and the power of the reincarnation body, he penetrated the Buddhist magic power and a huge explosion occurred at the place of confrontation.

With a "swoosh", Chen Qingyuan flew to the top of the fat monk's head, dodging many killing moves. He rolled over and grabbed the Seven-Star White Jade Sword located between his eyebrows, and pushed hard with all his strength.

"boom"

The fat monk's protective barrier was broken. The sword was sharp, and with Chen Qingyuan's full force, the tip of the sword pierced into the fat monk's forehead. The terrifying sword intent began to erode his body.

At this moment, a strange light burst out from the fat monk's eyes, containing terrible power, forcing Chen Qingyuan to retreat.

After all, he is a quasi-emperor and a former half-emperor. He has a powerful trump card and is definitely not comparable to most quasi-emperors.

Chen Qingyuan sensed a hint of danger and quickly retreated with his sword.

"This guy is too scary, retreat!"

With one strike from the Buddha's Eye, all the spiritual energy in the fat monk's body was drained, just to force Chen Qingyuan back and thus buy himself precious time to escape.

No matter how much he calculated, he never expected Chen Qingyuan's true combat power to be so terrifying. It was simply beyond the scope of the truth of the great way.

The fat monk did not hesitate at all. He quickly crushed a very precious life-saving talisman, forcibly tore open the void of the battlefield, and at the same time erased his own traces, disappearing without a trace.

The most powerful means of saving life is gone just like that.

You have to be very careful in your future actions. One wrong step will lead you to fall into the abyss, from which there is no return.

After Chen Qingyuan pushed away the countless pieces of space debris in front of him, the fat monk could no longer be seen.

"It's a top-notch way to save your life. Not a single trace of scent remains."

Chen Qingyuan wanted to track him, but he couldn't catch any breath, and there were broken space passages in many places on the battlefield, so he had no idea which direction the fat monk went.

After running for a long time, the fat monk confirmed many times that there was no trace of Chen Qingyuan behind him before he dared to stop and rest. He hid in a dark and damp cave, using a fist-sized white jade spirit bead to illuminate it.

"Cough..." The fat monk's tense spirit slowly relaxed. His injuries could no longer be suppressed and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was thick and dark red, and his face turned pale instantly.

There was a very obvious sword mark between his eyebrows.

There were fist marks all over his body, and his robes had more than a dozen holes in them, making him look very disheveled.

"The Four Steps of the Divine Bridge forced me to flee. It's too much!"

The fat monk grimaced, feeling a little scared when he recalled the incident.

Fortunately, I have a life-saving trump card, otherwise I would probably lose my life.

"Chen Qingyuan, the ancient god of war, the uncrowned king." The fat monk murmured, "His reputation is well-deserved!"

In a trance, the fat monk recalled his own era. Although it was glorious, sometimes he had to take the immortal ancient clan into consideration. He could not be in charge of everything and was far inferior to Chen Qingyuan.

"Ugh!"

The fat monk sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Even with refining many top-grade healing pills, it would take at least ten years to recover from this injury.

"Don't mess with this guy in the future."

After this incident, the fat monk had an intuitive understanding of how terrifying Chen Qingyuan was, and he was still frightened.

At the same time, Chen Qingyuan swallowed a magic pill to regulate his breathing and relax his mind.

Although there was no loss, a lot of spiritual energy was consumed. I need to meditate well to keep my Taoist body in the best condition.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the void, with rich spiritual energy surrounding his body.