Chapter 389 Who told you that I only know how to use a sword?
"Why, do you want to be the first soul to die under my sword?"
Jiang Chen stared at Gui Maitreya and spoke in a cold voice, maintaining his usual arrogance, but no matter how you looked at it now, he seemed a bit timid.
The other party clasped his hands together and replied with a smile: "My friend, you are worrying too much. I have no intention of becoming your enemy."
"But this time, the Ghost King Bodhisattva has ordered that Brother Wudi must be sent to reincarnation. As long as you don't stop me, I won't bear any grudge against you!"
No one expected that this ghost Maitreya would be so cautious. Facing Jiang Chen who was obviously in trouble, after some hesitation, he chose to give up.
He strode towards the soul-calming coffin and waved his hand. Several jumping Buddhist shrines on the ground rushed towards Jiang Chen.
"If you don't become my enemy, I won't kill you?"
Jiang Chen suddenly swung out a sword, and the sharp sword energy made people's scalps numb.
Inside the clay shrine, the heads of flesh-and-blood babies suddenly began chanting loudly at a very fast pace. One could faintly hear strange words such as "Buddha eats blood", "People are covered in dust", and "Glimpse the true self".
A golden light lit up, and in an instant it formed a huge figure.
The treasure has a solemn appearance and a huge body, more than ten meters tall, like a small mountain, emitting an astonishing oppressive force.
This is a Buddha!
Golden light filled the sky, and the giant Buddha moved. He clasped his palms together and immediately covered the thick sword light.
Accompanied by a terrifying muffled sound.
The golden Buddha's body trembled, and the sword light disappeared without a trace.
"Idiot!"
A magnificent sound was heard, deafening the ears. The golden Buddha raised his big hand and fell towards Jiang Chen.
With a huge "boom", it was like a mountain pressing down.
"I've seen the real Buddha before, who can you suppress with a demon Buddha?"
Jiang Chen's whole body burst out with terrifying sword intent again.
When the giant palm fell, a long silver dragon flew out, destroying a stone, smashing the golden Buddha, crushing the clay shrines, and even killing the ghost Maitreya in the distance.
But at this time.
The evil ghost monk suddenly turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
His body shrank rapidly, his eyes lost their luster, and he seemed to have become a clay figurine.
Before the long dragon of sword energy arrived, the sword intent from afar had already shattered it.
Not far in front of Jiangchen, the soil from the broken shrine, mixed with the blood and flesh of the baby's head, quickly intertwined and transformed into the body of Maitreya.
He took a step forward and came closer to Jiang Chen.
Looking down at him, the kind look in his eyes disappeared, and his big, blessed face was filled with murderous intent.
"Without that sword, what do you have?"
Ghost Maitreya raised a big hand, which was engraved with crooked dark red "卍" characters. At this moment, it was slightly glowing, exuding unimaginable power.
The threat it posed was ten times more terrifying than the giant Buddha's palm strike before!
This was a carefully calculated plan.
First, he pretended to stop Jiang Chen and attacked the coffin, bringing out his strongest killing move.
Finally, he approaches in an unexpected way and uses a fatal method.
This scene sent a chill down the spines of all the great masters around.
This ghost monk.
What a deep scheme!
Many people ask themselves, if they were to be plotted against in this way, they would probably die.
"Who told you that I only know how to use a sword?"
Facing this terrifying attack, the expression on Jiang Chen's face was so calm that it made people creepy.
"Sizzle"
Clothes were violently torn.
He exposed his upper body, and his densely packed blood-golden demonic pupils suddenly opened, staring intently at the front, the golden color in his pupils suddenly brightening.
A burst of sharp golden light shot out.
A circle of golden wall was formed, like a bell, covering the ghost Maitreya, and yellow poisonous fog continued to emerge from the air.
The other party just sneered and accelerated the speed of his falling hand.
The next moment.
“Zheng!~~~~”
There was a loud and sharp sound of metal clashing, and the vibration continued to echo around.
Ghost Maitreya froze in place. His palm, which had been gathered with strength, couldn't break through this seemingly thin and weak golden cage?
The Buddha light of each "卍" character was shining brightly, and the extremely terrifying power had clearly been poured out.
The golden wall remained motionless.
That's fine.
He didn't even see the slightest sign of effort on the boy's face.
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