Of course, there is still a little difference, for example, the ordinary monks in Chanlin Temple believed in Master Miaoxuan and believed that this thunder sword could not break Master Miaoxuan's immortal golden body.

But the monks in Daleiyin Temple are not optimistic.

Because although the immortal golden body is strong, it also requires a lot of incense and faith power to consume it.

If you really fight with the Thunder Sword head-on, even with the support of millions of believers on this island, it may not last long.

So no one knows whether the thunder sword is exhausted first or the little monk Miaoxuan's golden body is consumed first.

If the thunder sword is exhausted first, it will naturally be a good thing for the monks.

Lin Xuan had no choice but to use such a powerful offensive to Miaoxuan, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was sure to win.

But if the little monk Miaoxuan's golden body was consumed first, with the divine power of the thunder sword, the result would probably be obvious, but no one dared to think so, or no one dared to think in this direction.

People's hearts seek benefits and avoid harm, and these monks are no exception. Of course, they are not stingy in their imaginations that are beneficial to themselves.

They could imagine that Lin Xuan was beaten up by the little monk Miaoxuan, completely defeated, and even enlightened by the little junior brother Miaoxuan, converted to Buddhism, and became a Buddha immediately.

But they could not imagine the scene where Junior Brother Miaoxuan was broken by Lin Xuan and shot down the dust.

...Lin Xuan made up his mind early in the morning and did not allow the little monk Miaoxuan to have any room to think about.

So when the Thousand-Much Thunder Sword condensed, Lin Xuan didn't even think about it and used his magic power to slash the Thunder Sword.

Sizzling! Breaking lightning, thundering a breath of destruction, thunderstorms wind out, rubbing with the air with a harsh and heart-pounding sizzling sound.

This huge thunder sword slowly pressed down like a towering mountain that has never been transformed.

But this seemingly slow whereabouts brings people a sense of unavoidable absurdity.

This is not because the little monk Miaoxuan didn't want to escape, but because all the directions around him had long been locked by the thunder sword.

Lin Xuan had already experienced this feeling. When he faced the Qianjun Thunder Sword, he was like the little monk Miaoxuan.

If Xuan Shijian hadn't made a sudden move, Lin Xuan would have suffered a heavy blow, and his life and death would have been uncertain! No matter how he escaped, he would have been killed by the thunder sword in the end.

Instead of exposing his back and slashing the thunder sword when he fled in a hurry, it would be better to face the battle head-on! The little monk Miaoxuan is worthy of being a genius among geniuses. In just a moment, he judged the situation.

He gritted his teeth, and his pupils shone brightly, and he shouted: "Master, save me!"

As his voice was overwhelmed by the sizzling sound of the thunder sword, the Buddha bone relics rosary that had already fallen to the ground because of his lack of time to control him flew over with a buzzing sound.

The little monk Miaoxuan folded his hands together, his eyes as if he was torched. The rosary beads were wrapped around his hands, emitting a respectable mysterious light.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddhist beads in his hand became golden and swirled rapidly! Every time the Buddhist beads turn, a Buddha bone relic shattered and turned into ashes.

The Buddha's bone relics shattered, and a weak golden monk flew out of them. He suddenly took action and blasted at the Qianjun Thunder Sword.

Lin Xuan was unmoved. He knew that every golden monk was the power left on the relics by the master of the Great Leiyin Temple who had passed away.

But so what? Although these monks are awe-inspiring, what does this have to do with him?

If it weren't for this young monk Miaoxuan's aggressive and trying every means to reach his own death, how could Lin Xuan fight with him?

The masters who passed away and attained enlightenment are certainly worthy of respect, but in the same way, these masters are also enemies in the methods of the little monk Miaoxuan.

Since it is an enemy, you cannot have any sympathy! The power of this Buddha shadow cannot be underestimated. The golden Buddha shadow flashed by and hit the Thousand Jun Thunder Sword! However, how could this Thousand Jun Thunder Sword be so powerful that it can easily compete with?

The thunder sword didn't even move and continued to fall.

Without thinking, the little monk Miaoxuan flew out three more Buddha bone relics. The relics were broken and the golden Buddha shadow flew out! Papa! The Buddha shadow was broken, but this time, it made the Qianjun Thunder Sword slightly shake.

Five relics were broken, and the Thunder Sword paused again!... All ninety-nine eighty-one relics were broken, and the exchange only weakened less than half of the power of the Thunder Sword.

This super magic weapon, comparable to the top-grade Taoist weapon, no longer exists at this moment and turns into dust in history.

But the thunder sword has already been slashed, and its power is still shocking.

It is enough to see the true power of the Forefacial Thunder Pearl. These magic weapons that have survived the thunder tribulation are indeed very different from ordinary magic weapons! "The immortal golden body is immortal and immortal!"

After using all the means, the little monk Miaoxuan no longer had a magic weapon as powerful as the Buddha's bone relic rosary, and continued to block the momentum of the thunder sword falling.
Chapter completed!