indeed.

The sword art is a killing weapon, which emphasizes moving forward and killing with one blow.

He attaches too much importance to moves.

So much so that the whole person is bound and it is difficult to take this step.

And he finally understood now.

actually.

For many people.

The reason is very simple, but it is difficult to understand this truth.

Miyamoto now understands.

He has confidence.

If he is given ten years of effort.

No, five years.

He is confident of taking this step.

only.

Maybe there is no chance.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with Chu Feng's green and powerful hands.

Although his sword energy is stronger than before.

But compared to the former, it is still too weak.

At this moment, Miyamoto understood the gap between him and Chu Feng.

If they are human-shaped weapons made of steel, then the other party is a piece of steel.

Although they are all in the same realm.

When the two collide, they are no match for them at all.

Boom.

Just as Miyamoto's mind was full of thoughts, his sword energy slashed over the big hand.

A sharp sound rang out.

I saw that the green and powerful hand paused, and a green light flashed on it.

Immediately afterwards.

His sword energy was actually crushed into powder by those big hands and came towards him.

"My life is over."

Seeing this, Miyamoto was almost desperate.

"Mr. Miyamoto, get out of here."

At this moment, a rapid voice rang beside him.

Before he could react, a golden palm had been handed over behind him.

This palm is also very large.

There is also a Buddhist symbol on it, which is very mysterious.

boom.

In an instant, two huge palms collided.

The huge fluctuation actually generated a wave of air, rippling out of thin air.

Even Maureen and Park Jingshu on the side couldn't help but retreat.

final.

In the eyes of everyone, two palms were annihilated in the air.

Miyamoto breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Then.

He turned to look at the person who was on the side and spoke.

"Thank you for helping me."

On the side, Banro's sleeves bulged, and his whole body emitted a layer of golden light, as if he had been a Taoist monk, and his aura was more than a little stronger than before.

Banro shook his head with a serious expression, staring at Chu Feng with his eyes tightly, and did not speak.

"What a pity."

Seeing this, Chu Feng sighed secretly.

Originally, he was fighting against the attacks of Maureen and the others and wanted to kill Miyamoto first, but it seemed that he was still one step slower.

And now.

His attention was also all focused on Banro.

After a long time, he said leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"I have heard that Buddhism has sacrificed itself to achieve success. The master burns his internal energy so much that he may not die today, and his internal energy will be greatly reduced. In this life, he will not be able to see the way of the earthly immortals by relying on his internal energy."

Banluo smiled faintly and said without caring.

"Our Buddhist sect has a saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If I can save my sir, what can this sacrifice be counted!"

Burning internal energy may be a catastrophe for others, but for him, it is not that serious.

He majored in the way of the body.

This is the same as Chu Feng.

As long as he can kill Chu Feng and obtain his cultivation method, he will have the confidence to become a Buddha in his body.

It was obvious that Banro had already made a sacrifice.

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, how can I let the master down? I will let you know that even so, you are still no match for me."
Chapter completed!