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Volume Four Chapter 300 The Return of the Buddha

The normal update will be resumed tomorrow. I have been very busy recently. The update is intermittent. It is really too cripple. The Taoist will not say much here. Let’s see the Taoist’s performance tomorrow.

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The shadow is illusory, hazy, hidden in the light, flawlessly integrated into it,

The light bloomed, and the black shadow entered along the light, stretched forward with both hands, holding a sharp thorn in his hand.

The spike was about meter long, and it was bare and had no debris, without any protrusions or thorns, but this spike was not hard and was held in the hand of the black shadow, swaying slightly, like a piece of resin. With his rapid movement, it trembled slightly, and it looked more like the roots of a plant.

Yang Qifeng stood in front, with a solemn expression and motionless, and was invisible to the black film and television.

As soon as you take a step forward, the world around you changes, and in the blink of an eye, it has changed again.

The world is snow-white, and the vast snow fills the world. The world is vast, and snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, and the snowflakes as big as goose feathers are crystal clear.

The cold wind was bitter. The biting cold wind blew directly onto the body, and Yang Qifeng subconsciously shivered.

As his body shook, a sharp thorn suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qifeng.

The sudden spike came, and there was no trace of it, as if he was invisible here. When Yang Qifeng came and touched him, he appeared directly.

The sharp inverted hook pierced into the golden light, brushed a faint black silk thread, and began to rise in the golden light, just like toxins beginning to spread in the water, rippling in circles, not only not being thinned by the golden light, but instead polluted the golden light, brilliant and pure. The crystal golden light had disappeared at this moment.

It was black, stained by the side, and the spikes pierced their clothes and went straight into the flesh.

Clam!

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The sound of metal impact sounded, and Yang Qifeng suddenly felt a pain in his body. He did not hesitate at all. His body dissipated in the wind and turned into spots. In an instant, his body disappeared and merged into the surrounding environment. However, this move still did not allow him to get rid of the attack and try the magic of changing. At this moment, it did not work, even if Yang Qifeng had changed into an invisible object at this moment, and could attack invisibly and follow his body.

The attack had already penetrated into Yang Qifeng's body. No matter how he changed at this moment, he was a living creature, which was the essential difference. Unless Yang Qifeng died, the attack would always follow.

The invisible thing was useless, Yang Qifeng did not persist. The next moment his body appeared, and a faint black spot appeared on his chest, and sharp spikes pricked his body.

Like the spikes of a plant, it is slowly swaying from side to side.

The spike pierces into the flesh and is stuck during the period, and does not penetrate too much. The muscles tightly clamp the spikes and prevent the spikes from moving forward.

Physical practice is the foundation of Yang Qifeng. Yang Qifeng's strength is integrated into the soul and the body. His soul and the body are both cultivated. In this life, the enlightenment of the soul is smooth. There are more than one person who has attained the truth, but no one can attain the truth. However, Yang Qifeng has not pulled down his cultivation of the body at all. His strength has always been stronger than the soul in Yang Qifeng.

Now that the qi and blood are condensed, the body is confined, and the spikes are locked, Yang Qifeng's face is calm, and there is no sorrow or joy. He seems to be blind to the scene in front of him. His eyes do not look around, but he looks straight ahead without looking sideways, but his soul is secretly moving, looking around and illuminating the four directions.

The enemy retreated with one blow and had no desire to fight. This situation made Yang Qifeng think of only one situation in his mind.

I thought of a kind of person.

assassin,

Although this statement is a title in the ordinary world, there is still no shortage of such people in the path of immortality.

Immortals and Buddhas are not people who are compassionate and merciless in the world.

They have their own thoughts and are obsessed with the great way, and if they want to pursue the great way, they must need various resources.

However, the acquisition of resources is not for nothing, but must have a source. Resources must be fought for, which means disputes.

When disputes arise, there is the involvement of interests, and all of this forms the current world of immortality.

Compared with immortals, there is no big difference between Yang Qifeng. Immortals have anger and joy. The only biggest difference is that immortals have magical powers and can do things that mortals cannot do.

If there is a benefit, some people who specialize in seeking benefits will naturally be born.

There are many such people who take money and eliminate disasters with others.

And the assassin is one of them.

People in the Immortal Way pay attention to their identity and want them to do some assassination. Few people go back and do it, but as long as the interests reach a certain level and have great benefits, Yang Qifeng will do it himself, and there will be no accidents at all.

This was the case when killing Shen Gongbao. The benefits obtained were great enough that Yang Qifeng was moved and finally took action.

Compared with Yang Qifeng's amateur, there are several professionals in front of me.

Such an enemy is a great enemy.

Proficient in assassination and know how to do it.

The most threatening time of an assassin is when he is hiding in the darkness.

Like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, when the enemy is relaxed, it jumps out of the grass and bites the enemy hard.

Steadily forward, the world changed, and a pill appeared in the palm of your hand.

It is fiery red, with black spots on it.

Yang Qifeng swallowed it in one mouthful and was on guard.

After swallowing the antidote drug, Yang Qifeng's movements were no longer natural. When he swallowed the drug, the flaw leaked out directly.

The black shadow flashed again.
Chapter completed!
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