Fahai now regrets his pride.

Many great figures in the Three Realms know about the matter between myself and the White Snake.

In order to become a Buddha by oneself, the master also gave many favors.

But under such circumstances, if you still dare to participate in such a thing, you are naturally not afraid of yourself, the reincarnated disciple of the Buddha.

I didn't even look at the other person.

"Bang!"

A heavy blow sounded, and in a blink of an eye, Fahai's body was already dozens of steps later, and he was wearing only a monk's robe.

Where the Fahai originally sat, there was a crack on it.

And Fahai, not far away, had a cold sweat on his bald head.

He never thought that as a disciple of the Buddha, he would be in danger of his life.

In this world, there are really people who dare to kill themselves at the risk of offending the Buddha.

The accident that almost died just now made Fahai full of anger and his hands closed: "Amitabha!"

This time, Fahai recited the Buddha's name very firmly. His voice had long since disappeared from the compassion he had at first. Anger and murderous intent that soared into the sky came out of the voice without any concealment.

At this time, Fahai actually had to show off, and Zhang Baoyu couldn't help but look up and smile.

With a lift of his hand, a five thunder strikes towards the Fahai.

A light flashed under his feet, and while Fahai was dealing with the Five Thunders and Fa, he appeared next to Fahai again. The same lightning like lightning continued to cut directly into Fahai's neck.

When Zhang Baoyu showed mercy to his opponent, he was his strongest attack as soon as he took action.

After slashing with one knife, Zhang Baoyu's figure flashed and returned to the original place. The light of the immortal weapon in his body lit up at the same time.

Just the feeling of wielding the knife, he knew that this time, when the other party was prepared, he did not cut on Fahai.

But Zhang Baoyu's immortal weapon is really not convinced that Fahai has the ability to hurt himself.

Looking up, the old monk, who was still in the same place, was still wearing a cassock, looked at him with his hands together.

But he no longer recited the Buddha's name, and his body also became several feet tall. He stood in front of Zhang Baoyu with golden light, looking at Zhang Baoyu with strange eyes.

Zhang Baoyu raised his hand gently, and a white light flashed by the Vajra Tang, completely protecting himself. Then he looked at the golden sea, and asked strangely: "Old monk, aren't you here to take revenge? Why don't you take action?"

Just when he was slashing with one knife, Zhang Baoyu had already stimulated the immortal weapons in his body, thinking that he would be hit by the other party.

He really didn't expect that after Fahai flashed his attack, the first thing he did was to put on his own cassock instead of attacking him, and he couldn't help feeling extremely strange.

Fahai closed his hands together, bowed deeply and bowed, saying, "Fahai, a disciple of the Tathagata Buddha, has seen fellow Taoists!"

But with Fahai's current strength, he was sweating profusely. Zhang Baoyu's two moves almost killed his life.

The only magic weapon he can protect Zhang Baoyu from attacking now was the cassock given by Tathagata. Under the fierce sword light like Zhang Baoyu, how could Fahai dare to fight Zhang Baoyu with an empty body?

From his eyes, it can be seen that Zhang Baoyu is only a hundred years old and is already in a state of integration, and there is no ordinary immortal weapon in his body.

Such a young man is naturally a disciple of a great Taoist sect. Even the white circle in Zhang Baoyu's hand made Fahai feel even cold and he didn't even want to mention his name.

Even if he is exhausted by such an immortal weapon, he will not be able to beat the opponent.

Moreover, Fahai knew very well that the other party was young and his master was the strongest in the world since the beginning of the world.

Such a young man, even if he kills a disciple like himself who is not valued by Buddha, would probably not have anything to do.

After all, the other party’s master has never heard of accepting disciples in countless years.

Now that I have taken one, no matter what the other party does, no one in the world dares to hurt his opponent, and even his own master may not dare.

Now he understood why with the strength of the Bodhisattva, he actually told himself the reason why he could not calculate the direction of the white snake to deceive children like this.

The only reason is that Bodhisattvas dare not offend the other party.

How could Fahai, who figured out this point, be willing to fight Zhang Baoyu?

No one cares if he beats him to death. If he hurts him, he may be able to kill him with one finger.

What's more, with the opponent's body of immortal weapons, unless the real immortal Buddha descends to earth, who can hurt such an opponent?

Therefore, Fahai's conducting this ceremony is also extremely formal.

As for using his golden body, Zhang Baoyu made two moves in a row, which almost killed him. Fahai naturally had to raise his entire body's cultivation.

If the other party is unwilling to talk to him, with his golden body strength, even if he runs, he can run away from the other party.

As for the idea of ​​fighting with Zhang Baoyu, Fahai had long since disappeared.

He looked at him kindly, not caring about what he almost killed him twice just now.

Zhang Baoyu did not return the gift, but looked down at his body of immortal weapon, then at the Vajra Carving in his wrist. He remembered that Fahai was also considered a disciple of Buddha Tathagata, and I was afraid he really knew the origin of this magic weapon.

But he still asked strangely: "Do you know me?"

Although this is a questionable way, the tone is extremely certain.

There are not many people who can recognize themselves based on the immortal weapons on their bodies, but as long as they recognize them, they are all disciples of big names, Zhang Baoyu still knows this.

Fahai did not care about Zhang Baoyu's rudeness to him at all, but nodded bitterly.

Thousands of years of calculation and thousand years of waiting are for an opportunity to gather the faith in the world and then become a Buddha directly.

But no matter what, he never expected that the target he chose a thousand years ago would be accepted as a maid by such a person.

Moreover, judging from the color of the white snake's face, it was obviously broken by this disciple of the Taoist ancestor.

Such a young man who is only a hundred years old is the only disciple of the Taoist ancestor. Judging from the immortal weapons on his body, he would not be able to compare with him. I am afraid that most immortals and Buddhas in this world are not as good as others. How dare he compete with others with a small person like him?
Chapter completed!