Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 144: Battle Master

"it is good."

Zhang Yuan spoke loudly and looked up at the front. The aura that was like the collapse of heaven and earth was approaching rapidly.

Including Zhang Yuan, there are a total of nine people in the late Xiantian realm on the stone bridge.

Although Yuzhao Temple is in decline, it does not mean that it has no connections of its own.

Although Xiao Tianlong Temple was suppressed by Da Tianlong Temple, it does not mean that it has no backup plan.

The Great Tianlong Temple is so arrogant, how could it be possible that it has no enemies in Liangyuan Territory?

Ding Yuan returned to Yuzhao Temple and mobilized the Buddhists and monks of Yuzhao Temple to go to the border to welcome the thousand troops led by Peng Zheng. He himself contacted strong men from all sides to stop the master of Datianlong Temple.

Of course, by using the Golden Body Skill and activating the Heavenly Dragon Arm Armor, Ding Yuan showed the strength to fight against the Grandmaster.

In this world, fists are the ones who have the final say.

Ding Yuan showed his fist, and naturally there were people willing to fight with him.

Especially after hearing about the embarrassing scene of the Great Tianlong Temple being blocked by the Qin people and even hearing that Lian Chuanjie was killed, he was even more determined to join Ding Yuan in stopping the Grand Master of the Great Tianlong Temple.

As long as we can stop the Grand Master today, the power of the Great Tianlong Temple will be suppressed, and the situation in Liangyuan Territory will change.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The footsteps that shook the mountains and rivers were getting closer and closer, and everyone behind Zhang Yuan had a solemn expression.

Coming with great momentum, every step is gathering momentum.

Zhang Yuan could feel the other party's concentrated power, just like when Liang Qiyuan's punch turned into a rushing river in Toyota County, sending Ouyang Xu's ship away.

This kind of power is accumulated by the Grandmaster Realm.

Condensed but not released.

Once this momentum breaks out, it will be like the collapse of the sky.

The footsteps stopped at the bridge and turned into gentleness.

In front of the stone bridge, an old monk with a white beard and wearing a gray monk's robe and holding a wooden staff in his hand walked slowly towards him.

"Meet the Buddha Master Ku Rong."

On the stone bridge, Wu Kuang and the others all stood stiffly with their heads lowered.

This is the respect that practitioners in Liangyuan Domain have shown to their senior masters for countless years.

When facing a Grandmaster, this kind of respect comes naturally.

"Wu Kuang, Jian Ming, Hui Guang..." The old monk nodded gently and called out the names one by one. Every monk whose name he called bowed slightly.

"The younger generation in Liangyuan Territory—"

The old monk's face was calm as he said calmly, "He's becoming even more useless."

Wu Kuang and the others' faces twitched, but they did not look up to answer.

The old monk turned his gaze towards Zhang Yuan, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Who are you to kill my disciples of the Great Heavenly Dragon Temple?"

"The only master in Liangyuan Domain who has condensed an indestructible golden body, I believe that senior has heard of the name of Wuji Buddha Master of Yuzhao Temple." Ding Yuan's voice sounded.

Hearing Ding Yuan's words, the old monk looked at Zhang Yuan with deep eyes.

"The reincarnation of Buddha Wuji..."

"Haha, I'm just a lucky kid who got his relics by chance."

A faint energy and blood slowly rose from the old monk's body.

This energy and blood seems to be rotten, but it is long-lasting and strong.

In just a moment, the originally hunchbacked old monk had turned into a middle-aged man in his forties, with strong hands and feet, and a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"This Buddha does not believe that you can refine Wuji's relics."

"If I kill you, the relic will belong to this Buddha—"

As the voice fell, he took a step forward and stretched out a hand.

"Roar--"

The long dragon roared, and a golden dragon shadow surged out.

The unique skill of Datianlong Temple, Dragon Claw Hand.

A move of the Heavenly Dragon Claw directly condenses the power of a dragon!
It wasn't that the Buddha Master Ku Rong had reached the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster realm, condensing the power of a dragon. Rather, he had gathered momentum from a hundred miles away, now taking advantage of the momentum to strike, transforming into a celestial dragon with a single strike, unleashing a force of a million pounds. This was a Grandmaster!
The master's power is not entirely in himself, but also in the Tao and in his understanding of the Tao.

The power of a dragon!
Zhang Yuan raised his hands and folded them in front of his chest. A faint golden light shone on his body, as if he was covered in golden armor.

Ding Yuan took a step forward, golden light appeared outside his body, the power of the Tianlong arm armor was activated, and a faint dragon shadow rushed out from his shoulder.

Buddha Wu Kuang gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and pushed his palms forward, drawing on his blood and true essence to emit a faint Buddha light. On his right shoulder, a golden shoulder armor condensed with the light of a golden dragon, and crashed into the long dragon shot by Buddha Ku Rong.

Other monks either had green lotuses appearing outside their bodies, or formed the Vajra Angry Eyes hand seal, gathering true energy outside their bodies, and attacked almost at the same time to resist the long dragon.

Each of these powerful men in Liangyuan Domain who are in charge of a certain area has a backup plan and background, and they are not comparable to ordinary people in the late stage of the Innate Realm.

Each of their attacks exerted a force exceeding ten thousand pounds.

The power gathered, bringing out the sounds of tiger roars and dragon roars, and crashed into the long dragon shot out by the Buddha Lord Ku Rong.

"boom--"

The long dragon shook and roared, roaring towards the sky. Everyone, including Ding Yuan, staggered and their faces turned pale.

Even with the combined strength of nine peak Xiantian realm masters, they are still unable to withstand the attack of the Grandmaster!
This is the master!
The only person who remained motionless in front of the Buddha Lord Kuruo was Zhang Yuan.

Wu Kuang and others who were knocked back by the attack looked up. There was no fear in their eyes, but surprise instead.

Although they were defeated, they still managed to block the Grandmaster's attack!
The Buddha Lord Kuruo gathered great power and came, gathering the heavenly dragons to attack, but they blocked it together!
The Buddha Lord Ku Rong's gaze fell on Zhang Yuan, his expression revealing a hint of solemnity.

Zhang Yuan's strength exceeded his imagination.

That also means that the relics of Buddha Wuji possess unimaginable power.

Dragon elephant.

The relics of Buddha Wuji must have reached the dragon-elephant realm!
If he could obtain this relic, he would not need to rely on the power of withering and flourishing to maintain his own power of the Great Dao from declining!

With a long laugh, the face of the Buddha Lord Kuruo changed from forty to early twenties, the blood in his body steamed, and he raised his hand and turned it into a claw, guiding the long dragon, which had become much thinner, to attack Zhang Yuan.

Dragon Claw Hand, Flying Dragon Breaking Claw.

Zhang Yuan looked up and took a deep breath. The shadows of the mountains behind him solidified, and within the mountains, the shadows of war elephants merged.

Step forward, lower your waist, punch out with one punch.

The mountains and rivers move, shaking the hills.

"Bam—"

The stone bridge exploded and shattered, rocks flew everywhere, the space within a radius of ten feet was distorted, and the force of the explosion could be seen shaking the void.

The river water under the bridge exploded into a ten-foot-high mist, as confusing as a waterfall.

Zhang Yuan's figure fell straight into the river.

The long dragon in front of the Buddha Lord Kuruo turned into nothingness, his face turned pale, and his feet moved slightly.

Just this one point was enough to make Ding Yuan's eyes light up.

"When are you going to do it now—"

With a long shout, Ding Yuan flew up, crossed the broken bridge, and punched the Buddha Lord Ku Rong in the chest.

How could Wu Kuang and others in the back miss such an opportunity? They moved, crossed the broken bridge, and attacked the Buddha Lord Ku Rong with their fists, feet and weapons.

"Ants, ants—"

The Buddha Lord Ku Rong roared angrily, his face turned into that of a fourteen or fifteen year old. He swept the wooden stick in his hand, hitting Ding Yuan's fist and knocking Ding Yuan aside.

Golden light flashed outside Ding Yuan's body, and the defense of the Golden Body Skill and the Heavenly Dragon Arm Arm Armor was not broken.

The Buddha Lord Kuruo swung the wooden staff in his hand, and each strike had a force of tens of thousands of pounds.

As soon as Wu Kuang and others were touched, they staggered, their vital energy and blood surged, and blood oozed from their mouths.

But instead of retreating, the people became more and more eager to fight.

The fact that a grandmaster failed to seriously injure them with one blow showed that his fighting power had been suppressed.

The condensed power of the trend has been exhausted. Now he is surrounded by a group of strong men with the power of a master. Maybe he can kill the master today!

"Buddha has mercy on me—"

"Buddha governs the world—"

"Shoulder to shoulder—"

"Fuck him!"

(End of this chapter)