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Chapter 392 God is omnipotent

"Received by your Buddha? Is there a Buddha in this world?"

Su Xun stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, and a faint sarcasm curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Kong clasped his hands together: "Buddha, in my heart."

"Then there is no Buddha?" The sarcasm on Su Xun's face became more and more obvious, and his voice became cold: "Unfortunately, there are no real Buddhas in this world, but there are real gods. If you stand in the way of the son of God, you will die."

Religion disputes, belief disputes, this is a war more intense than national hatred and family hatred.

In this world, except for himself, Su Xun does not allow any remaining beliefs.

What's more, the so-called Buddha and Tao in this world are just illusory and foolish guys?

If you happen to have an enmity with these two biggest sects, then let's just settle it together.

Get rid of the Lotus Temple and the Guizhen Temple, and the other large and small temples and Taoist temples in the world will disappear without him doing anything.

"The benefactor is too hostile, and will become a troll in the future. For the sake of the common people in the world, the poor monk, a monk, can only kill him. Amitabha, benefactor, the poor monk will help you to be reborn in bliss."

After Wangkong's words fell, the aura on his body slowly rose, and a majestic aura burst out, and the whole person stepped into the air to confront Su Xun from afar.

"kill!"

The commander of the Embroidery Department unsheathed his long sword, shouted angrily, and jumped up into the air to kill other monks in Lianhua Temple.

"Clang-bang-"

The sound of the long knife being unsheathed continued to sound, and thousands of embroidered guards rushed towards the Lotus Temple like waves.

The four royal priests and the master warriors of the Embroidered Clothes Guards each shared the elders of the Lotus Temple.

The commander of the Tenglong Army narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Lieutenant Li, take your men and rush up to help, and the rest of the people stay put and guard, and no one can be let go."

Although Su Xun asked him to lead troops to surround them below, he felt that the people he brought could not do nothing, just wait.

"Yes, General."

"Kill!"

A thousand Tenglong troops in heavy armor rode straight towards the Lotus Temple on the steps. The horseshoes collided with the stone steps, and the sound of the armor colliding made the blood boil.

"Old bald donkey, a half-step martial artist, you can't see enough in front of me."

Su Xun didn't pay attention to the battle situation below, because only the battle between him and Wang Kong was the key.

He was not in a hurry, but Wang Kong had to be in a hurry.

Because the monks are no match for a well-trained and experienced army.

"Amitabha, take your life!"

Wang Kong had to kill or repel Su Xun quickly, otherwise even if he survived in the end, the rest of the people in Lianhua Temple would be almost dead.

When the Buddha's name fell, he slapped it out with a palm, and the golden zhenqi condensed into a giant palm and fell towards Su Xun.

The strength of a half-step martial saint is completely different from the peak of the master realm, and the essence has changed. As long as you cross this hurdle and become a martial saint, you are basically out of the category of human beings.

If only relying on Su Xun's mana to practice Qihua God, he would definitely not be an opponent of a half-step martial artist, but who made Su Xun practice the divine way, and go further on the divine way.

As soon as Wang Kong shot, Su Xun had a rough judgment on his strength.

It should be around the peak of Qi Huashen training or the mid-stage of refining gods to return to the void, and he is not Su Xun's opponent at all.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that I met a cheating player like me."

Su Xun smiled indifferently, facing the mighty palm, he just took a step forward, and a vast divine power surged out.

"Chong-"

The divine power was condensed into a fire phoenix, and with a phoenix cry, it rushed towards the giant palm.

boom!

Cracks appeared on the giant golden palm, and the speed also slowed down significantly.

Su Xun took another step forward and shouted coldly: "Broken!"

"Yan—"

Accompanied by a dragon chant, the divine power condensed into a golden five-clawed dragon hovering over Su Xun's body and rushed out.

boom!

The giant golden palm was shattered by divine power, dissipated in the air, and turned into a gust of wind.

"how is this possible!"

Wangkong's eyes were terrified, and he couldn't calm down even by reciting the Buddhist meditation mantra silently.

Because the gap between him and Su Xun's strength seriously exceeded his imagination.

He only felt this kind of despair in the old ancestor of the Lotus Temple who had already closed himself to death.

Wu Sheng!

This Su Xun is definitely a martial saint!

What will be the future achievements of such a young Martial Saint?Will it break Wu Sheng's obstacle avoidance?

Moreover, he felt that Su Xun's zhenqi seemed to be somewhat different from the zhenqi of these warriors.

Of course it was different, because what Su Xun was seeking was divine power, not true energy at all.

"impossible?"

Su Xun was joking first, then his eyes became domineering and arrogant:

"I've said it before, I am a god, and the one who is a god should be omnipotent!"

After the voice fell, Void grasped it: "Sword."

The divine power condensed into a long sword and fell into his hand.

"Die!"

Holding the sword, Su Xun's figure instantly disappeared in place, and appeared in front of Wang Kong the next second, he raised the sword and slashed.

Wangkong took off the prayer beads around his neck to fight against it.

"Crash-"

It was just a sword, the rope was broken, and the beads fell from the air one by one.

Wang Kong's eyes showed panic, his Buddhist beads were strung with special gold threads, and then he was blessed with true energy, but he didn't expect it to be cut off by a sword like this.

Wu Sheng, it really makes people feel desperate.

Su Xun pressed on every step of the way, so he could only retreat while fighting.

"Old bald donkey, where are you Buddha, hurry up and let him come out to save you."

Su Xun's robe fluttered lightly, his black hair fluttered, and he waved a long sword in his hand. His eyes were full of coldness, and his voice recklessly spread throughout the entire Lotus Mountain.

Wang Kong didn't say a word, because he didn't dare to be distracted at this time, he had already been stabbed several times, and once he opened his mouth, he couldn't help spurting blood.

"It seems that your Buddha is not very effective. Why don't you change the Lotus Temple to the Temple of the God of the Nine Heavens from now on, and I will spare your life."

Su Xun was extremely arrogant and kept pressing Wang Kong to fight, neither killing him quickly nor giving him a chance to fight back.

It's like a cat catching a mouse and playing with it to its heart's content.

Wangkong still didn't say a word, he kept swallowing the gushing blood back into his stomach, trying his best to resist Su Xun.

The boring one-man show made Su Xun feel a little tired, and said with cold eyes: "Don't talk? Are you looking down on me?"

"Then go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, the momentum rose again, the long sword was like a rainbow, piercing the sky, and the light of the sword flashed so that everyone who was fighting on the ground lost their sight.

"Thorn-"

The long sword passed through Wang Kongkou's mouth.

"Pfft-"

Wang Kong spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his body quickly fell to the ground.

"Master!" "Brother!" "Uncle!" "Master!"

The people in the Lotus Temple below saw this scene, and their expressions changed drastically, showing sadness.

No one expected Su Xun to be so strong.

At the beginning, they planned to leave Su Xun's life in the Lotus Temple.

"kill!"

The people in the Embroidery Department will not give them time to be sad, they will take advantage of the victory to pursue them, and cut to the bone.

Su Xun quickly dealt with Wang Kong, a half-step martial artist, and everyone was shocked and excited.

After all, they respect the strong.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 393 Don't pretend, it's a showdown

On the ground, many monks from the Lotus Temple, the Embroidery Division, and the Tenglong Army died.

But as time went on, the death rate of the monks in the Lotus Temple became higher and higher.

Because they don't understand war at all.

Killing people, fighting wars, especially group wars, are what the military is good at.

Their existence is the war machine of the empire.

"Bang!"

Wangkong's body hit the roof heavily.

Su Xun also landed beside him immediately.

"Let... let them go..."

After all, he was a half-step martial saint, even if his heart was pierced, Wang Kong still hadn't breathed out for a while.

"Do you think it's possible? If I lost, you wouldn't have thought about letting me go."

Su Xun mocked without hesitation.

He doesn't like to leave hidden dangers for himself, so it's better to destroy the whole family.

Wangkong's eyes showed unwillingness, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

He didn't say that he was still in retreat for the patriarch.

Because as long as that patriarch is still there, they still have the hope of revenge in Lianhua Temple, and it is also the hope of Lianhua Temple to start again.

If Su Xun was interrupted and forced to leave the level, even if he killed Su Xun on the spot, he would die later because of the zhenqi riot.

But in the next second, Su Xun's words ruthlessly shattered his fantasy.

"I heard that there is a martial sage in your Lianhua Temple? It just so happens that I want to fight against the martial sage, but the Taoist martial sage has disappeared, so I will use your Buddhist martial sage to practice."

"You..." Wang Kong suddenly widened his eyes, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, completely dying.

However, in order to prevent his death from being incomplete, Su Xun stabbed him again in the heart and neck.

After all, who knows if there is any way to pretend to be dead in this world.

"Kill them all, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."

Su Xun gave orders to the Embroidery Division and Tenglong Army.

"Everyone ran separately and rushed down the mountain. As long as there are people alive, the roots of our Lotus Temple will not be broken, and there will be a chance for revenge."

An elder roared loudly, and the next second he was beheaded by the commander of the Embroidery Department.