I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

They didn't dare to offend Zhao Xuanling, let alone Yuantong.

Although Yuantong is not particularly strong, the Buddhism behind it is not something they can afford to offend, so it is better to remain silent at this time.

"Stop! Otherwise I will be rude to you!"

Yuantong raised the magic wand in his hand and said sternly to Zhao Xuanling. It looked like he was preparing to take action against Zhao Xuanling.

Seeing that Yuantong was about to take action, the Buddhist people also came forward and surrounded Zhao Xuanling.

Yuantong also knew that he was no match for Zhao Xuanling, but the dignity of Buddhism could not be lost.

Besides, Zhao Xuanling had just fought a big battle, and his physical strength must have been extremely exhausted. Now that he had a large number of people, there was no guarantee that he would be able to take him down.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the Buddhist crowd surrounding him with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"A bunch of clowns dare to dance with me with guns and sticks. They are really overestimating their abilities!"

"Don't think it's great that you can kill the Northern King. Our Tiangang Alliance has a large number of people and countless experts. Do you dare to become our enemy?"

"Why don't you dare?"

The threat in Yuantong's words was extremely obvious, but Zhao Xuanling did not accept this.

Naturally, Zhao Xuanling would not get used to such a young man who bullied others with power.

Zhao Xuanling was seen lifting Yuanguan with one hand, and then throwing him out with force.

"boom!"

With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Yuanguan hit Yuantong's feet heavily.

At this time, Yuan Guan's face had turned purple. Due to the long-term lack of oxygen, he had fainted and was motionless.

Yuantong looked at the half-dead Yuan Guan at his feet. He was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and the fat on his face was trembling.

Zhao Xuanling's actions are tantamount to declaring war on Buddhism. If he does not fight at this time, Buddhism will be completely disgraced.

"Stinky Taoist! You've gone too far! Come on! Take him down!"

Yuantong shouted loudly to the Buddhist crowd.

As soon as the words fell, the Buddhists rushed towards Zhao Xuanling without hesitation.

Zhao Xuanling looked coldly at the Buddhist disciples who were rushing towards him. He did not retreat or evade. He just raised his foot and lightly tapped the ground. A powerful burst of true energy rushed out of his body and shot out in all directions.

"boom!"

The Buddhists who rushed over collided head-on with this powerful zhenqi. Without a moment's pause, they were all knocked away without exception.

"hiss--"

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

Without using any moves, the inner Qi alone can knock away so many masters of Buddhism. What kind of strong Qi can do this?

Zhao Xuanling, on the other hand, looked at the scattered Buddhist disciples on the ground with disdain, and said with a disdainful smile:

"Is this all you Buddhist people are capable of? I'm really disappointed."

"Stinky Taoist priest, don't be arrogant!"

Yuantong looked at the arrogant Zhao Xuanling and roared, then raised the magic wand in his hand.

As soon as the magic wand came out, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed behind Yuantong, and a Buddha statue was vaguely revealed under the golden light.

Then Yuantong moved his feet and rushed towards Zhao Xuanling at top speed.

Zhao Xuanling just smiled faintly when he saw this:

"The Buddha is not like the Buddha, and the monk is not like the monk. It's embarrassing!"

He couldn't see an attack like Yuantong's level at all. If he wanted to hurt himself with this kind of attack, then it wouldn't be Beitian Wang who would die now, but himself.

Now that Yuantong had taken action, out of politeness, Zhao Xuanling naturally wanted to fight back symbolically.

With a thought in Zhao Xuanling's mind, the Longquan Sword flew out from behind and fell steadily into Zhao Xuanling's hands.

With Longquan Sword in his hand, Zhao Xuanling just waved it lightly.

"Shh!"

The sword light flashed, and a sword energy flew out fiercely, slashing at Yuantong.

The sword energy was extremely fast. Seeing the sword energy coming at such a fast speed, Yuantong didn't even have time to dodge.

He had no choice but to raise his magic wand and hurriedly resist.

"Crack!"

The sword energy struck the Fu Demon Wand heavily, and then there was a click, and the Fu Demon Wand was split in half by the sword energy that Zhao Xuanling swung at will.

Yuantong's eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at the magic wand split in two in his hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded. A casual attack could cut off Yuantongdu's magical weapon. Isn't this too strong?

Yuantong looked at the magic wand that had turned into rubbish in his hand and could not recover for a moment.

My magic wand, which is considered a top-notch weapon in Buddhism, is so vulnerable to Zhao Xuanling's sword energy?

"Stinky Taoist priest! How dare you destroy my magic weapon! I will make you die a miserable death! Ah!"

Yuantong's eyes were red, and the fierce expression on his face seemed to be eating someone.

At this time Yuantong still has no part of Buddha nature.

Yuantong was on the verge of going crazy. The destruction of the magic weapon made him no longer care about the disparity in Zhao Xuanling's strength. He just wanted Zhao Xuanling to die!

Zhao Xuanling was speechless when he looked at the magic wand broken in half in Yuantong's hand.

"Is this broken magical weapon yours? I thought it was a fire stick. I just used two parts of my strength, and I can't even resist it. It seems that your Buddhism really doesn't have any good things."

This sentence is really heart-breaking, every word is like nails piercing Yuantong's heart.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Yuantong threw the magic wand in his hand to the ground, raised his arms, turned his palms into claw shapes, and rushed towards Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the frantic Yuantong with a trace of fear in his heart. He was not afraid of anything else, he was afraid that Yuantong would bite him.

Yuantong looked like a mad dog right now. If he really bit him, he would probably get rabies.

Looking at Yuantong rushing towards him, Zhao Xuanling didn't want to get entangled with him too much. He stepped forward directly and slapped Yuantong's arm with the Longquan Sword in his hand!

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking rang in everyone's ears.

"what!"

Yuantong felt a bone-deep pain in his arms, and then he screamed.

"Pfft!"

The pain from both arms caused Yuantong to fall directly to the ground, because the bones of both arms had been broken, and without the support of the arms, Yuantong's face came into close contact with the ground, and the strong inertia made Yuantong slide on the ground. He stopped after four or five meters.

On the ground at this time, a long blood mark extended all the way to Yuantong's body.

Yuantong's face was also bruised and bloody, and even Senbai's bones could be seen.

"I go!"

Everyone in the Tiangang League couldn't believe what they were seeing. For more than ten years, Zhao Xuanling was the first and only one who dared to treat Buddhists like this.

In fact, Zhao Xuanling had already shown mercy. The sword he just used was the Longquan Sword. Otherwise, Yuantong's arms would no longer be on his body.

After all, no matter what, this Buddhism is still a decent one. Although Zhao Xuanling hates Buddhists in his heart, he doesn't want to do things too badly.

Besides, the killing just now had already affected his Taoist heart. Zhao Xuanling didn't want to have such a bald monk affect his Taoist heart again.

You know, this unstable mind will affect your cultivation...