Master Fangzheng fights with the sword emperor. These two people are in the list of the strongest people in the world. They have a feud from decades ago. There will definitely be a battle, but this battle lasts for decades. This time, the sword emperor came to the ancient martial arts world alone in China, just to defeat Master Fangzheng and destroy the entire Shaolin Temple to relieve the hatred in his heart back then. He also knew the power of the ancient martial arts world. If he brought other people to him, it would be just a death sentence and would drag him back, so he came alone.

Four black dragons landed, suppressing the overwhelming force of the sky and suppressing it. The entire Shaolin Temple was trembling, and Ye Tianchen was trapped in the Buddha light sprinkled by the Buddhist beads, concentrating on the "Yijin Jing". As for Dongfang Meng, she could not get involved at all. The sword emperor and her combat power were not on the same straight line at all. If you attack, you would just be looking for death.

Willow leaves flew upwards and swept towards the four black dragons. The sky was filled with willow leaves flying away, and they wrapped the four black dragons that had landed and suppressed. Many of the willow leaves were shattered by the energy of the black dragon and turned into powder.

"Fang Zheng, I think you have any other means now?" Dao Emperor said coldly and confidently.

"Amitabha, good, good..."

Master Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. In an instant, the willow leaves flying all over the sky turned into Buddha's palms and slapped at the four overbearing black dragons.

Bang, bang. bang... When all the willow leaves fell to the ground again, the sword emperor used his black dragon scale sword and all four sword auras were disintegrated. Master Fang Zheng turned the willow leaves all over the sky into aggressive Buddha's handprints, and easily dismantled the sword emperor's violent sword aura. This scene made Dongfang Meng stunned. She asked herself that even her master, Jingji, the head of the previous generation of the ancient tomb sect, did not have such a method.

"The highest level of the great compassionate Qianye Hand. Fang Zheng, I still underestimate you!" said the sword emperor gritted his teeth and said.

"Amitabha, there is no deep blood hatred between you and me, and your strength is equal, so you should leave!" Master Fang Zheng glanced at the sword emperor in the air and said.

"Is that true? Fang Zheng, your cultivation is indeed profound, but you are too stupid. You want to delay time for Ye Tianchen and let him obtain the inheritance of the Yijin Jing of Shaolin Temple. Do you think I can't see it? Let me tell you the truth. Ye Tianchen killed my brother. I originally wanted to kill you and then kill Ye Tianchen. Now you two are gathering together. This is God's help to me, so let me send you to see the Buddha together!"

As the sword emperor spoke, he had already grasped the hilt of the black dragon scale sword with his right hand and grabbed the knife edge with his left hand. He didn't know what he wanted to do, but when he made such a move, Master Fangzheng slowly stood up. He glanced at Dongfang Meng and gently pushed it with his hand. Dongfang Meng entered the Buddha light shrouded Ye Tianchen. Master Fangzheng also protected Dongfang Meng, and he seemed to have realized the danger.

"Master..." Dongfang Meng shouted anxiously.

"Don't do anything randomly. You are still very young and have a lot to do in the future. Beyond me and surpassing the sword emperor is just a matter of time sooner or later. You don't need to act with your will!" Master Fang Zheng said.

"Fang Zheng, have you finished your last words? After you finish speaking, then you are ready to die!" The sword emperor held his left hand tightly, and his left hand was cut by the black dragon scale sword. Blood flowed out. It was not a bright red color, but it was black. It dripped down the blade, looking a little hideous and terrifying.

"It's time to make a break, come!" After Master Fang Zheng finished speaking, his whole body floated up on the ground. For masters in the ancient martial arts world, flying with energy is a very simple thing. It is not as magical and incredible as ordinary people imagine. To put it bluntly, it is not a person from two worlds, so of course it is difficult to understand.

The sword emperor frowned. When he fought with Fang Zheng, he represented Beichen Yidaoliu, the youngest master among Beichen Yidaoliu, and a person whom everyone expected. Although Master Fang Zheng was just a little novice monk in Shaolin Temple at that time, he was very profound in Buddhism and had some alternative insights. Even other monks in the temple agreed very much, which shows that Master Fang Zheng had a very deep wisdom at that time.

In that battle, Master Fang Zheng and the Sword Emperor fought for three days and three nights, but they didn't decide the winner. In the end, they were both defeated. Both sides were naturally very familiar with each other's moves and unique skills. In order to defeat their opponents, they naturally used all their unique skills.

When Master Fangzheng saw the sword emperor using his blood to sacrifice his big sword, he knew which move he would use. He suffered a huge loss in this move. After so many years, the sword emperor's unique skill is probably even more powerful than before. Master Fangzheng didn't know whether he could take it down. He was not worried about his life and death, but did not want Ye Tianchen to be disturbed when he understood the Yijin Sutra. In that case, the Yijin Sutra passed down by their ancestors of Shaolin Temple would really be cut off.

"Fangzheng, do you know where your greatest stupidity is?" The sword emperor looked at Master Fangzheng and asked.

"I will give you one to break, you don't need to say more!" Master Fang Zheng also pinched the Buddha's seal with both hands and said.

"The only one in the ancient martial arts world, you, Shaolin Temple, left the most ancient heritage, and you have left countless unique skills. This shows how prosperous the Buddhist holy land was back then. If you could learn all the unique skills, you would definitely become the strongest person. It's a pity that you have only learned the great compassionate Qianye Hand of Shaolin Temple. Even the profound practice techniques like the Yijin Jing have not been practiced. I feel so sad for you!" The sword emperor became more and more angry as he said it, and it would be unhappy if he didn't say it out.

"You are wrong. There are many ancient martial arts masters passed down from Shaolin Temple, but don't forget that we are a Buddhist holy land, and Buddhism is compassionate. We have these masters to kill demons and eliminate demons and save the world and people, rather than just killing, and we are the only ones!" Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said.

"It's a pity... today is destined to be your death - the God of Killing Slashes with one sword!"

The sword emperor shouted with a loud shout. The dragon scale sword dyed through his blood slashed out a sword energy. The sword energy was apart, and the whole sky became dark. If the scene that appeared was not in the ancient martial arts world and remained in the secular world, it would have scared many people to death, because the sky was split in half, and the earth seemed to be about to be crushed. The feeling of death would be caused by people to collapse directly. Before the pressure approached, people would feel death.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fangzheng shook his head and shouted the Buddha's name directly. Then he slapped out his hands, and the surging combat power surged out. This time, Master Fangzheng used all his combat power. He had to take action with all his strength. In fact, Master Fangzheng never wanted to use his strength to kill. He was a monk who believed in the great compassion of Buddhism, saving people and saving the world, and sweeping the floor and hurting the lives of ants. He didn't want to take action to take action to take his life.

boom!

A huge Buddha statue appeared behind Master Fangzheng, and the golden light shone on the entire Shaolin Temple. The Buddha suddenly broke through all the haze. The sword emperor was shocked. He did not expect that Master Fangzheng had such unique skills. He rushed down with his sword. He had no complete confidence in his greatest unique skills, "Killing God with One Sword Slash".

Bang!

The loud noise of the sky was built on a high mountain. The loud noise shook far and far away. The birds and beasts in the distance were running wildly, as if someone was about to destroy the world. They felt the extremely dangerous aura and wanted to escape. The other monks of Shaolin Temple also wanted to go to the back mountain to take a look, but were stopped by Master Wuzhi. Master Wuzhi knew that something big happened there, and the leader of Fang Zheng was already there. If they rushed there, it would only increase the trouble. They could only chant the Buddha's name in their hearts and pray that the thieves would retreat.

When everything calmed down, Ye Tianchen had already opened his eyes, stood under the protection of the Buddha's light, and expanded his powerful supernatural perception. He wanted to find Master Fangzheng's position as soon as possible. He didn't know what was going on. Within less than a few rounds of action, the strongest duel took place. It seems that both of them knew each other's strength very well. If they wanted to fight quickly and continue a long-term battle, it would be detrimental to them.

"How is it? Master Fang Zheng..." Dongfang Meng asked anxiously.

"I don't know, I can't sense Master Fangzheng's energy aura..." Ye Tianchen also said anxiously.

"Then...what should we do? We...we must go out!" Dongfang Meng looked at the Buddha light that enveloped them and said.

Bang!

Ye Tianchen punched him, and the Buddha's light did not move at all. At this time, the string of Buddhist beads had been put on Ye Tianchen's neck again. Ye Tianchen had already remembered all the magic tricks of the Yijin Sutra, but he had not yet comprehended it. It was too profound. He felt that it took time and a long time. Now the Buddha's light that protected him and Dongfang Meng was left by Master Fang Zheng. It seems that Master Fang Zheng had guessed this long ago and considered them very carefully.

"Ah... there are two powerful forces running around in my body, colliding with each other, and I feel like I'm about to explode..."

After Ye Tianchen swung a punch, he suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee, holding the fists of his hands tightly, with a very painful expression. He felt that two forces suddenly colliding in his body, evenly matched. He could not suppress these two forces, and felt that he was about to explode.

"Tianchen...Tianchen..."
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