Seeing that the golden Buddha was approaching, Pan Long jumped up, and the man and sword were united, slashing towards the golden Buddha.

The light in the sky had dissipated, and the overwhelming power and pressure had long disappeared. The golden Buddha that was about to fall on the river and hit the wooden raft seemed much weaker than the golden giant palm and the giant of light before.

But it is at least ten feet tall, and when it falls, it can at least crush several wooden rafts directly.

The giant dragon formed by Pan Long's sword energy connected to the river water has disappeared without a trace. The formation of Paizhi has collapsed, and only the sword light has risen from the river surface.

Even because the vitality of heaven and earth was suppressed by the "Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers", the only thing that could be triggered was a small circle around it. The light of this slit is only two or three feet wide and is only about a meter long, and it looks like a white trainer.

If you use a white horse to fight against a golden Buddha that is more than ten feet tall, even if you are a person who knows martial arts, you can see how big the gap between the two sides is.

The spectators shook their heads one after another, and in their hearts, they had already sentenced the figure who jumped up from the river to fight.

Everyone in the Pangshu was heartbroken and hated their incompetence.

If they hadn't been unable to stop the invisible shock and were broken into the formation, why would Pan Long have to do such a thing as a mantis arm to get into a car!

He Dazhi gritted his teeth and prevented the tears from falling.

A man should not be weak even when he dies, and should not let the enemy laugh at him!

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something.

(Brother Pan helps us fight against the powerful enemy, but I haven’t thanked him yet!)

(No, this person must be coming to us for the sect. He was involved in the battle between our sect and the enemy and suffered a disaster. I should apologize to him first!)

(Damn it! I, He Dazhi, have a happy life all my life. Although I can't be considered a good person, at least I have never been sorry for those who are good to me. How come I die until the end, I even forgot to say apologies and thanks to those who sacrificed their lives to help me!)

(It's so hateful! I can't even die in peace!)

His eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracked, but his body, which was still suppressed by the aftermath of the Buddha's Moving Mountains and Rivers, still could not do anything.

(I'm sorry... Whether it's apologizing or thanking, I can only wait until I get under the fountain.)

(No! Under the fountain of farting, I will be taken to hell by a ghost messenger. Brother Pan will do good deeds and accumulate virtues throughout his life and will definitely be a guest in the underworld. What opportunity do I have to apologize and thank him for him?)

Thinking of this, he became more and more angry, so angry that he was about to explode.

Pan Long's cicada wing knife is close to the Golden Buddha.

Suddenly, Pan Long's heart was filled with lightning, and a thought flashed through him.

(Shouldn't I slash behind the Golden Buddha?)

This thought came too quickly, and in a flash, he had no time to change the sword force.

With one sword, the golden Buddha collapsed with a thunderous hair and a white-bearded monk behind him, with a demonic face standing in front of his chest with his left hand and slapped his right hand with a palm.

Pan Long finally understood what was going on in the moment, and he finally realized that he had made a huge mistake because he did not have enough combat experience.

The golden Buddha seemed mighty, but in fact it was just transformed by the power of the old monk's palm, not a physical body.

The sword cut the golden Buddha and broke the opponent's palm power, but the opponent himself was still there, even unscathed.

So, what happens next?

It's simply unnecessary to think about it!

After all, he was too young. Even though he had adventures, he still didn't have enough experience in fighting life and death, especially when fighting with such a great master, there were too few experiences.

So at that moment, even though he had realized the problem, he had no time to change his tricks.

His correct approach should be to use the light of a knife to cut the golden Buddha, leaving the remaining strength on the blade, and preparing to fight with the opponent's fists and feet.

But at this moment, he realized that in addition to lacking experience, the most important thing about him is his lack of strength.

If he had chosen to use the sword light to cut the Golden Buddha just now, he would probably not be able to cut it at all. As a result, he was bombarded by the Golden Buddha with his sword into the river, and then the Golden Buddha continued to fall, smashing the wooden rafts and everyone on the wooden rafts to pieces.

After all, the strength gap between the two sides is obvious. The opponent's tricks are made with all his strength. Without the help of the scheming formation and the Tongtian River water, he could only choose to cut the Golden Buddha with a knife to break the move.

Therefore, a thought flashed through his mind, rather than a temporary change of tricks because of intuition.

His choice was not wrong. He had to say that he had any mistakes. The mistake was that he did not have the ability to use his own strength to cut off the golden Buddha with his sword and fight against the old monk with his sword.

If you have the will but not the strength, you can do nothing!

Pan Long also saw a trace of doubt flashing in the old monk's eyes.

Seeing the other party slashing the golden Buddha with a knife, the "Seeping Buddha" was a little surprised.

This is not right!

Facing his full-strength attack, the volleyball formation has been broken. Isn’t the opponent’s correct choice bypassing the frontal Golden Buddha and attacking himself behind the Golden Buddha?

The opponent's strength is not weak, and he must be a master who has been trained for many years in secret. How could he make such a mistake?

Then, he saw Pan Long's face.

Although he had a beard on his face and seemed quite majestic at first glance, with his eyesight, he could tell at first that Pan Long was at most in his twenties and was not a "master who had been trained for many years in a secret training."

More importantly, Pan Long looked righteous and even emitted the light of merit of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues. He was not an evil person at all.

He was suddenly even more surprised.

The sectarian sect said that they span the black and white paths, but in fact they tend to be more inclined toward the green forest. Although they do not do things like robbing families and killing people, many of the spells in the sect are more vicious and vicious. In order to practice these spells, they inevitably have to do some bad things. Using these spells to injure people can easily affect innocent people.

Therefore, in the entire sanctions, there is a person who is not bad enough to be so bad, or not bad. If you want to find someone who does good deeds and accumulates virtues, you can emit the light of merit. Not to mention now, even when you go back to the beginning of the establishment of the sanctions, you can't find one!

The person who waved his sword to fight at this moment must be not the one in the scheming sect!

(I called the wrong person?)

He couldn't help but feel shocked and immediately wanted to stop.

Although he is a royal shadow guard, he is also a Buddhist monk after all. Although he uses the Tathagata palm to kill people, he usually practices more often after all, the compassionate Sakyamuni palm.

Even if he fights with the Pangsi, he doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But another thought flashed through his mind.

(The wooden raft below is indeed a raft.)

(I have not yet achieved the perfection of practicing Buddhism, and at most I can stop myself from scattering my skills and becoming a useless person, but I will definitely lose the opportunity to defeat the wooden scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered

(No, even if you lose the opportunity, you cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately!)

Thinking of this, he had to stop.

But at this moment, another thought flashed across him.

(Since this person has helped to smuggle the smuggling, he is the enemy of the court!)

Realizing this, he was very murderous intent in his heart, suppressing the Buddhist teachings he had practiced normally, and driving his compassion to the sky.

Since he is an enemy of the court, he is not innocent!

As the shadow guard of the court, he was responsible for heavy responsibilities. In order to maintain the laws of the court and to maintain the stability of the world, even if he was innocent, he would have to kill him!

Even if the other party is a good person who does good deeds and accumulates virtues, so what?

Those who help to schedule, should be killed!

As a result, his eyes became cold and firm, full of determination.

(I will definitely fall into hell if I do this evil thing and will not turn over.)

(However, I don't regret it!)

In an instant, Pan Long saw his eyes change and change, and finally looked at him coldly, a trace of apologies fleetingly, turning into emotionally unfeeling evil.

The palm fell down lightly, through the already dissipated sword energy, penetrated through Pan Long's flaw that had no time to stop, as if he had slapped his chest without any strength.

But Pan Long was not directly bombarded as if he was hit by a huge force.

Instead, his body stopped in the air against physics.

He clearly felt that an unimaginable force poured into his body with the palm power, defeating the resistance of the true qi in his body, and was about to explode completely in his body.

Once this power bursts out, no matter how strong his body is, there is only a dead end!

In an instant, his thoughts flashed, but his body suddenly disappeared.

In the illusory world of Shanhai Jing, Pan Long's figure emerged.

As soon as he appeared, his face turned red, and blood spurted out everywhere in his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and even the pores of his skin, and almost spurted into a bloody person.

But something wonderful happened. Even though he was so hurt, he was still alive.

After the Mountains and Seas Sutra are completely integrated, this "intersix world" between the Jiuzhou World and the Mountains and Seas Sutra World is still illusory and cannot be used to store things, but compared to before, there has been a huge change.

Here, its owner is true.

This means that he can practice here and heal his wounds here.

Of course, the world here is lacking in vitality, so the cultivation effect must be very poor, and the healing effect is also very average.

If Zhao Sheng had been seriously injured and fled back here, he would probably have died here and could not recover from his injuries.

But Pan Long is different. Even if he is seriously injured, he will not even be able to lift a finger, and he will not die.

He has a character panel from the game!

Even if there is only the last little breath left, as long as he does not die on the spot, he will be able to recover.
To be continued...