Yin Zhiping from The Condor Heroes, Immortality Begins from The Condor Heroes

Yin Zhiping didn't expect that when he wanted to blow out something hidden in Mongolia, he directly blew out a shark.

"Master, are you also a Tantric practitioner?"

Feeling that half of the true energy in his body had been recovered, Yin Zhiping decided to chat for a while.

"Brother, just do it. He's stalling for time."

King Jinlun said hurriedly.

Yin Zhiping's face froze, he turned around and looked at King Jinlun gloomily, are you really not going to give me any chance?

Okay, don’t let me get the chance, and don’t give you the chance either. Write it down in your notebook first.

At the same time, Yin Zhiping also learned that this foreign monk was the senior brother of King Jinlun, a character who did not appear in the original novel.

Do you want to take action?

Yin Zhiping still has to strike first.

He tapped the ground with his feet and walked towards King Jinlun's senior brother.

He put the two fingers of his right hand together and pointed the sword straight ahead. Hundreds of sword energies instantly appeared behind him and followed closely behind him.

In an instant, Yin Zhiping appeared in front of the monk. The sword energy moved with the sword finger, but it could not move forward an inch more than three inches away from the monk.

The monk still kept his eyes closed and clasped his hands together.

The only difference was that his body was glowing with golden light.

Yin Zhiping narrowed his eyes slightly. The golden light on the monk was quite similar to the Taoist magic spell "Golden Light Spell" in a film or TV show in his previous life. Even the effects were similar.

But Yin Zhiping knew that this was not a Taoist method, but should be the unique Buddhist magic of Tantric Buddhism.

Although the sword attack failed, Yin Zhiping was not discouraged and struck out with a palm, the Haotian Palm.

The palm struck the golden light, like hitting a big bell, making a loud "dong" sound.

With the help of this force, Yin Zhiping flew away.

Yin Zhiping's goal was to leave, not to be dragged down.

King Jinlun had long been on guard against Yin Zhiping's move. He swung the golden wheel in his hand and waved his fists at the same time. A dragon roar suddenly sounded, and four golden dragons flew up, surrounding Yin Zhiping.

Yin Zhiping sighed. King Jinlun's great power created a miracle. The flywheel he threw out was divided into four parts. With a bit of foresight, he moved at a very fast speed.

If you don't care, people will talk about you behind your back and make you suffer.

If I get injured and get dragged down by the air dragon, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble today.

More importantly, King Jinlun’s senior brother was still standing there, motionless.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, Yin Zhiping didn't think that the other person stood up just to get hit by him.

Anyone who can make King Jinlun willingly call him "senior brother" can only be stronger than King Jinlun.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yin Zhiping quickly made a decision and did it!

With a thought, hundreds of sword energies crossed the sky and headed towards King Jinlun and the golden energy dragon at the same time.

He clenched his right hand, and a long sword with sword energy appeared in his hand. With a flick, a block, a thrust, and a lift, the four flywheels were knocked away.

King Jinlun remained calm in the face of hundreds of sword energies. He continued to wave his fists, and dragon roars sounded continuously. Soon, he cooperated with the golden energy dragon to shatter all the sword energies.

Yin Zhiping did not do nothing. He took advantage of this opportunity to continue flying far away.

He was waiting, waiting for King Jinlun's senior brother to take action.

Boom!

A huge golden bell appeared in front of him and stopped Yin Zhiping.

Yin Zhiping's true energy condensed towards the long sword in his hand, making the sword energy and the long sword shine even brighter.

A sword stabs straight forward!

Yin Zhiping did not slow down, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the foreign monk in the golden bell with unparalleled momentum.

The foreign monk still had his eyes closed and his hands clasped together, and this posture made Yin Zhiping very unhappy.

This monk is even more pretentious than me!

Ding! ! !

The collision of sword energy and golden bell.

The golden bell is flashing!

The sword energy roars!

Yin Zhiping's face was solemn. The hardness of the golden bell was beyond his expectations. It seemed that it could not be broken by the sword energy in his hand alone.

A moment later, it turned out that Yin Zhiping was right.

Yin Zhiping was bounced back and the sword energy in his hand dissipated.

Taking a few steps back and standing on the treetop, Yin Zhiping licked his lips. He felt only amusement at the new characters and the martial arts he had never seen before.

Yin Zhiping had no worries about his own safety, simply because he had not put in any effort in his previous attack, and his purpose was only to recover the true energy in his body.

He slashed with his sword, forcing away King Jinlun who was trying to get close.

You old boy have no vision at all. Can't you see that the Taoist doesn't take you seriously at all?

Go away and don't disturb me and your senior brother.

"Master, why do you keep your eyes closed? Are you worried that the mundane world will pollute your Buddha's heart?"

Yin Zhiping looked at the foreign monk in front of him and spoke sarcastically.

Chapter 125 The Strange Buddha

"The monk's Dharma name is Bagucang, and I have met the Sword Immortal."

This was the first time that King Jinlun’s senior brother spoke in front of Yin Zhiping.

"Please forgive me, Sword Immortal. For some reason, I will not open my eyes unless I have no choice."

Yin Zhiping curled his lips when he heard this and thought to himself: What the hell is this? It's so weird, and there's some reason for it?

"Yin Zhiping, my senior brother is a disciple of the Tantric Buddhism and is well versed in Buddhist teachings. You are absolutely no match for him. I advise you to surrender immediately and return to the camp with us to apologize."

At this time, King Jinlun ran up again and came behind Yin Zhiping, and together with Bagucang, they formed a siege on Yin Zhiping.

"What does your senior brother's profound Buddhist knowledge have to do with a Taoist like me? As a member of the Buddhist sect, you allowed the Mongolian army to massacre the city, burn, kill, plunder and commit all kinds of atrocities. You are such an accomplice to the evil. How dare you call yourself a disciple of Buddha? Even the Shaolin monks who have retired from the mountains are more handsome than you."

Yin Zhiping spat and said with disdain.

"What a Buddhist son! What a profound master of the Dharma! Doesn't your Tantric Buddhist scriptures teach that one should kill all sentient beings in the world and send them to your Buddha for salvation? Come, come, I won't leave today. I will personally send you two unfortunate creatures to see your Buddha."

Yin Zhiping became more and more angry as he spoke, his voice became colder and colder, and his aura became more and more powerful. He rolled up his sleeves, moved his mind, and two thousand pure sword energies surrounded the three people.

If the previous six thousand sword energies were of ordinary quality, then the current two thousand sword energies were top-notch, even sharper than when they were used against Ouyang Feng, and their power was incomparable.

Think about the scene in Wencheng, and then look at these two bald donkeys. Do they still dare to say that they are practicing Buddhism?

"You two are surrounded by me. If you know what's good for you, just stand still and let me kill you, so I don't have to waste any more energy."

Yin Zhiping narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly, repeating King Jinlun's words back to him.

Ba Gucang remained the same in the face of Yin Zhiping's aggressiveness, but a look of compassion appeared on his face.

In response to this, Yin Zhiping was not polite at all and chuckled with a hint of sarcasm.

"Yin Zhiping, that was done by Mandulatu and his men. We didn't know he would do this beforehand. After this incident, if he's still alive, my brother and I will kill him and the main decision makers. Keeping such people alive will only harm Mongolia."

King Jinlun's tone softened rarely.

"Not enough, absolutely not enough. The millions of wronged souls in Wencheng need more Mongolian lives to appease them. I will help them get these back bit by bit, starting with you two."

Yin Zhiping stopped talking nonsense and decided to start fighting right away since they were staying.

Yin Zhiping stood with his hands behind his back, and the sword energy began to move.

Yin Zhiping can control two thousand sword energies with distraction. Even if he can't control them particularly precisely and easily, it is still very easy to achieve a roughly correct result.

He separated five hundred sword energies to play with King Jinlun, and with the remaining fifteen hundred, Yin Zhiping was ready to have a good talk with this so-called Buddhist.

King Jinlun originally thought that this time's sword energy was the same as the previous ones, which would shatter at the first touch, and that a mere few hundred sword energies were nothing to be afraid of.

But unexpectedly, these sword energies were not broken by him, and even after being hit into the ground, they flew up and continued to attack him.

Moreover, his protective energy was being rapidly consumed by the constant attacks of the sword energy.

As a last resort, King Jinlun could only take care of himself and no longer use his body-protecting energy to withstand it. After trying, he found that only by using all his strength of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra could he break the sword energy.

Seeing that King Jinlun was busy playing with his sword energy, Yin Zhiping just kept an eye on him and focused his main attention on Bagucang.

Yin Zhiping doesn’t think that Bagucang is just about unparalleled defense.

That magical skill that was like a golden bell was indeed powerful, but if you thought that it could be blocked by a broken bell, you were probably overthinking it.

One thousand five hundred sword energies, with every five hundred combined together, were streamlined into three large swords over ten meters long, surrounding the protective golden bell of Bagucang.

Yin Zhiping's mind moved, and three big swords stabbed towards the golden bell from three directions.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The golden true energy on the surface of the golden bell was shaking continuously, but the three big swords did not change at all.

Yin Zhiping snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, and turned his sword finger.

The three big swords that were blocked outside the golden bell began to spin, drilling into the golden bell like electric drills.

The sword energy and the golden bell's true essence scattered like sparks, and the golden light on the golden bell began to dim.

After two breaths, the golden bell began to flicker, as if when it was about to go dark, it was promptly injected with true energy to maintain its brightness, and then when it was exhausted, it continued to dim, and this cycle repeated.

Until with a bang, the golden bell finally shattered, and the true form of the Eight Ancient Cangs inside was revealed.

The swords pointed towards Bagucang. After breaking the golden bell, the three swords continued to move forward, aiming directly at Bagucang.

Bagucang disappeared on the spot.

It happened so suddenly that even Yin Zhiping only noticed a slight abnormality, but when he wanted to investigate further, he could not find any clues.

The three sword energies were controlled by Yin Zhiping and did not collide with each other.

Ba Gu Cang reappeared, and judging from his position, he had only retreated a few steps, escaping from the encirclement of sword energy.

However, Bagucang gave Yin Zhiping an even more empty feeling.

Yin Zhiping didn't want to say much, although he was very curious about what Ba Gucang had learned, but now he was really angry and just wanted to kill the two foreign monks to vent his anger.

The sword finger turned, and the three sword energies came forward again.

One sword stabs straight, one sword sweeps horizontally, and one sword chops down, attacking from three directions at the same time.

Yin Zhiping stared intently, concentrating his attention, trying to feel whether the strange feeling would appear again.

Sure enough, the same feeling appeared again, as if the world where Bagucang was located was cut off.

Ba Gu Cang also disappeared for a moment from Yin Zhiping's eyes, and when it appeared again, it had already escaped the attack range of the sword energy.

It was so weird that Yin Zhiping racked his brains but couldn't figure out what this method was.

On the other side, King Jinlun was having fun with the sword energy and had already broken nearly three hundred sword energies. Yin Zhiping didn't want him to disturb him, so he replenished his count by another five hundred.

The strong true energy and fast recovery speed make it so powerful.

"Yin Zhiping, I xxx, you xxxx......"

Anyway, King Jinlun cursed quite dirty...

King Jinlun is not afraid of these sword energies, he just feels annoyed!

So annoying!

King Jinlun wanted to find Yin Zhiping for another face-to-face fight, but Yin Zhiping used these annoying sword energies to entertain him.

Yin Zhiping: It's a two-on-one fight, right? Go play somewhere else!

"Buddha, isn't your mission to capture me? If you don't take action, I'll leave."

Yin Zhiping said sarcastically.

Until now, Yin Zhiping has been taking the initiative, and Ba Gucang has been just defending and dodging. Yin Zhiping wants him to take the initiative.