Super Skill System

In an instant, a sword light flashed across the sky, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva's white hands were displayed half an inch deep.

The pale golden blood slowly dripped on the ground, and new granulation sprouts continued to grow on the wound, but just when those newly spawned granulation sprouts just appeared, they were actually blocked by a strange sword aura.

Rao is the Guanyin Bodhisattva, with a trace of unbelievable hanging on his face. This mortal power can actually hurt him, the Golden Immortal.

In fact, Chu Feng is in the bottom of his heart, and he has no good feelings about the so-called Guanyin.

The most important thing for these sanctimonious gods and Buddhas is benefit.

Why is it known to the world that Tang Seng meat can live forever?

It's not that Buddhism spread this news out of its own interests, it was aimed at the monster race that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth has been conceived since Pangu opened the sky.

The first catastrophe is the tribe of dragon, phoenix and unicorn.

After the catastrophe, the dragon flew, the phoenix died, and the unicorn died.

The second calamity was the battle of the Lich, from which the human race profited.

The third calamity, the robbery, the battle of interpretation, the battle of entrusting the gods, the destruction of interpretation and religion, the passage of heaven and reclusion.

The fourth calamity was supposed to be on top of this Buddhism, so this Buddhism used the Western Heaven as a reason to slaughter the demons in the world, in order to protect itself, to kill and raise.

Pity this world monster race, for the longevity, all fell into the trap of Buddhism.

So, don't say it is this Guanyin, even if all the fairy Buddhas are here, he Chu Feng will not bow down for a moment.

"Do you dare to hurt me?" Guanyin Bodhisattva's face suddenly turned gloomy to the extreme, and he said viciously.

It was very different from his originally compassionate face.

But at this time, Chu Feng flashed a flat to the extreme smile at the corner of his mouth, and said quietly, "What can I do to hurt you?"

"You can covet things in this work?"

As he spoke, Chu Feng's figure moved quickly and turned into a ghost, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, the ancient sword of cracked ice in his hand was already firmly carried on the neck of the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Fear, killing.

One of the unprecedented fears slowly surged around Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He had never imagined that a mortal could have such ability to face this ice-cold edge.

He can guarantee that as long as he moves a little bit, the Ice Soul Rift Sword will cut his throat directly.

Even if his head is beheaded, he will not really die. After all, the Guanyin Bodhisattva, who has hundreds of millions of clones,’s life-saving means is naturally beyond the reach of others.

But the important thing is that if this clone is killed directly,

I am afraid that his cultivation level has changed and regressed more than half. By then, his position among the Heavenly Immortal Buddha will naturally be far worse than it is now.

"Tang Sanzang, you have to think clearly about what you are doing." Guanyin Bodhisattva opened his eyes in fear.

"What am I doing? You don't need to worry about it."

"I just remind you that it's best not to intervene in my affairs."

"I will take care of the scriptures, if the man of heaven and immortal Buddha dare to intervene in the work of this work,"

"Visit the High Heaven Hall, slaughter your three thousand Arhats, eight heavenly dragons, and shake the Buddhas, it's just as easy as turning your palms!"

Facing the threat of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Chu Feng disapproved, and the long sword in his hand went deep, only to see Guanyin coming out of his throat, and faint red blood flowed out slowly.