In between, seconds to the king of vomit!

This seems to be beyond everyone’s expectations.Whether it is for the great Songs, or to the three countries.

The battle does not seem to have begun, it is over.

I looked at you and you vomited blood.

What a border that is!

The courtiers of the Great Song Dynasty, or the officials, could not help cheering loudly for the strength of Lu Yun, the new Master of the Kingdom, and the messenger of Tubo became extremely pale.

Is this how the gods of their country were killed?

This is the immortality of theirs!

There were three thousand chaotic people in Tubo, and the king of France shot one by one, and in the First World War, he killed thousands of people, killed three thousand people, lost his fighting spirit, and fled in a hurry!

The knife and gun can not enter, no weapon can hurt their body.

The king is invincible on the battlefield!

But I don't want to be a master of the big Song Dynasty for a second today!

How is that possible?

Without mentioning the shock and fear of the ambassadors of Tubo, Lu Yun stood in the same place, standing faintly, and glanced ahead.

Although he looked calm, his heart was not as calm as he thought.

How can it be easy to give up the King of France in a second?

This French king, in a stailing bone has been cultivated to the realm of ecstasy, do not say to cut with the sword, even if it is hard to beat the gunpowder, it is difficult to hurt his body.

He stood still, and it was difficult for ordinary people to hurt him.

Even if Lu Yun uses the out-of-the-door purple spirit, it is difficult to break the defense.

The Buddha's body guarded the divine skill, and the cultivation to the highest realm, was not inferior to the Taoist family's anger.

And Lu Yun's Taoist qi does not seem to have reached the realm of Tubo's legal guardians.

To be short, to attack the enemy is a stupid thing.

Since the worship of Tubo Kingdom is the king of France, Lu Yun will use his thoughts to the enemy.

The Buddha's Dharma King, seemingly exalted in status and infinite power, is in fact only a hitter of the Buddha Gate, only strength, and no Fa-door to cultivate the Dharma of the Dharma Gate Cheats.

Empty power, but there is no deep spiritual cultivation, for the strong thinking of the Lu Yun, born to be restrained!

His whole body was as hard as iron, and so was his heart, brain, and holes everywhere?

As long as there is a break, the cloud can read it.

In an instant, with the thought force to calculate hundreds of times, and with infinite power to attack and kill, ignoring space and time, finally a blow will kill.

It seems simple, but not so behind it.

Countless readings were consumed, and Lu Yunwei was a little tired, but he finally won the first opening victory.

Next, there are two more.

The first battle was so swift that at the end of the Liao and Xixia countries, the two men in their own thinking, remained until King Tubo fell to the ground, and the monks of Xixia finally snorted coldly, while the Liaoguo Master did not say anything, but looked at it quietly, as if everything in the field had nothing to do with him.

Xixia Guofan monk jumped out, looked at the landing cloud, and did not hide his killing intention: "This time, with your head to pay tribute to my dead brother!"

The dead brother?

It seems that the summer army attacked and killed too quickly, and the monk's brother was killed in the chaos, and now the monk came out to avenge it again...

After all, the monk is not the Dharma King, although the Dharma practice is high and deep, but the body is not as good as the Fa-king, in the chaos of the army, the king of the sword and gun can not kill, but the monk is not necessarily...

Since the monk challenged Lu Yun, Lu Yun had to kill him...

Lu Yun's appearance was indifferent, his body was flashing, and the purple spirit spread out, attached to his two fists, and he smashed it on the body of Xixiapan monk!

This time, he did not use his reading power, because he knew that in front of the Buddhist monks, the use of thought would have no effect.

So he moved his punch.

In the battle of ordinary people, the fist often means the last means, but also the most primitive means, and may be the strongest means, but in the battle of the practitioner, whether it is the fist or the foot, as long as it is the part of the human body, it is necessarily the weakest and even the most ridiculous means.

Lu Yun's fist is not ridiculous, because his fist contains a very powerful purple spirit, and cultivates to the ninth weight of Zixia Gong!

Every wisp of purple can be cut off.

Such a purple spirit, to break the king's body seems to be a little difficult, but to break the body of a monk, there should be some possibility.

After all, the most invincible thing is his transformation.

In this fist, the monk's face was cold, the corners of his mouth showed a slight mocking smile, his body was not moved, and there was Zen.

Two deep and extreme Buddha-door breaths, the infinite breath of heaven and earth, born in the air next to him, and then like two heavy ancient temple gates, closed in front of him.

The purple of the Luyun is like a sword, but in the viscous air, the speed drops sharply, and the air is high-speed friction, making a heart-wrenching shrieking, and then... slowly standing still.

A wisp of purple, quietly suspended in the air, three feet away from the monk's face.

The monk's eyebrows are small.

The purple ash is gone.

There was no waiting for the purple to fly ash, and Lu Yun punched again.

In this case, he was already anticipating.

He did not stop at all.

Countless punches out, there are countless purples and qi again.

The monk could no longer resist by just Zen, and the hands that hung in the robe, took two shadows, and closed it on his chest, and thought that he was a Buddha.

In front of him, the invisible mountain door made of the Buddha's breath to pull the vitality of heaven and earth, closed tighter.

A purple violet violet shot hard into the invisible breath of the mountain door, a tangible ripple, appeared in the air above the ring, and then passed round and round in all directions.

Every ripple is a shock.

The monk finally changed color slightly, then red, and then pale again.

Four times in a row, it was exactly the same number of ripples that the purple zeal in front of him.

Lu Yun opened his eyes.

The eyes are black and white, like a whirlpool, and like a black hole, it seems to be able to devour all the spirits, see through all the falsehood, mysterious.

This is the eyes of the house, seeing all the magic.

Lu Yun's fist.

Along the trails of the darkness, a punch came out.

This is God’s handiday.

No one can describe the etherealness of this punch, the spirit of this fist, the nothingness of this fist, the horror of this fist, the perfection of this fist...

This punch, it seems that there is no existence of a punch, a punch to go, but was shot out by Lu Yun, just because the monk's old strength has been broken, the new force is not born for a moment, aimed at a broken punch.

This fist waved, in the monk's eyes, reflected a kind of empty dream.

The monk's heart was alert, and Zen spirit burst out in an instant.

A Buddha statue appeared in front of the clouds in an instant.

This statue of the Buddha is brilliant and full of compassion and peace.

It seems that in the face of this Buddha statue, it is not just fighting, including fighting for good, violent atmosphere... All negative emotions should disappear.

In the vague, a voice kept ringing in Lu Yun's ear: "Put down the butcher knife and stand up to become a Buddha."

“Breaking!”Lu Yun still has a word.

His mind turned into a knife and cut the Buddha statue.

He was a modern man, and now he worships the Daoist high man, cultivates the Taoist magic, that is, there is a Buddha who dares to stop in front of him, and also to cut it with a knife, not to mention that now the magnificent Buddha statue that appears in front of him is just a false Buddha.

Everything in the world has the law, and faith is the foundation.

Unbelief is the basis of broken law.

Moreover, the power of Lu Yun's mind is strong, and the art of the Buddha's ferrying has no effect on Lu Yun.

This seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only for a moment, the monk's ferry art is even too late to stop the clouds, and the attack of the Lu Yun has arrived.

Lu Yun's thinking power broke the monk's practice of ferrying, and his fist, to falsify the truth, and the middle monk's belly Dantian.

Xia Pang monk, with a hush, the shells generally rose to high altitude.

Whether it is dead or alive, this battle, Xixiaphan monk lost.

He is already out of the ring...