Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise that resounded through the sky and the earth behind the wall of fire, and the wall of fire that was guarded in front of everyone burst open.

The flames that exploded were spectacular.

"Wow!"

The bursting wall of fire attacked the surroundings like spikes of fireworks, and the flames instantly ignited sparks on the ground.

Although everyone escaped far away, they were almost hit by the exploding fragments.

The dry grass in late autumn and early winter instantly burned, and in the hot wind, the flames rushed forward wave after wave as if they could breathe.

But no one was afraid because of this flame scene, some were just excited and ecstatic, and they raised their arms and shouted before sharing the joy from each other's eyes.

"Come here!"

"Master didn't lie to us!"

"I'm disrespectful, I'm disrespectful." The believer wailed and slapped his mouth, but there was a flame burning in his eyes.

The believers trembled with excitement, as much as they despaired, so much hope and worship rebounded.

In the thick smoke and dazzling flames, the appearance of the monk is looming.

gold.

The golden Buddha light soared into the sky, completely covering the monk's body. The one standing in the distance was no longer the monk, but a Buddha from the heaven.

This is not an illusion, there is a phantom image of King Ming in the golden light behind the monk.

This statue of King Lifo Ming has his eyes closed, his face is serious, and he has completely integrated with the monk.

And the golden Buddha's light not only shines outside the body, but also penetrates into the flesh and blood of the monk's skin. The weak skin of ordinary people can't even block stones with slightly sharper edges, but the monk's skin at this time is like brass metal. What you do reflects the scorching light, and the whole person is like a statue of Buddha.

The monk grabbed Takeo Moribe's arm, his eyes glowed with a dull light: "Takeo Moribe, is this the path you chose?"

"You... are extraordinary." Feeling the huge grip from the arm, and looking at the golden man in front of him, every syllable that Takeo Moribe uttered seemed to come out of his teeth, "You are really cunning. "

He had to feign death to become Chaofan and caught himself off guard. This seemingly loyal monk was full of bad things.

Takeo Moribe felt that his shock just now had been deceived.

"Yes or no, I am all me, and what about you?"

The statue of King Ming behind the monk suddenly waved his big hand, and the huge palm volleyed towards Takeo Shoubu.

"Fire escape..." Takeo Moribe's severed arm was burning with raging flames, and the same mimic fist responded not to be outdone.

There was a loud bang, and the ground under the two of them cracked violently.

Row upon row of shattered ground bulged, forcibly transforming the surface to create a stone forest, and the two were the center of the shattered stone forest.

"Boom!"

Takeo Moribu's Flaming Fist exploded in the air with a loud bang, and his right arm with the flames also shattered. The fourth-level fire escape couldn't compare to the fifth-level immortal talent.

Defeated in one hit!

Moribe widened his eyes, not expecting such a result.

But after defeating Shoubu's fist, the giant palm of King Ming Statue still didn't stop, pushing it forward in the light of Buddha.

"Crack!"

The King of Jin Guangming held the head of Takeo Shoubu with his giant hands. The statue of the King of Shadows was ten meters high, and his palm was even more astonishingly large.

The moment King Ming's statue appeared, the followers in the distance were already kneeling on the ground.

"The Buddha has appeared."

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

Although Buddhism is almost extinct in China, it still has a great market in East and Southeast Asia.

They proclaimed the Buddha's name like a repeater, nothing more than Amitabha, the Bodhisattva, and they are not professional monks, how can they silently recite long Buddhist scriptures.

Sure enough, Abe was right when he came back from the dead. Behind the monk was the blessing of the Buddha, shining golden light.

Great virtuous monk, great virtuous monk.

The master insisted on saying that he was not an extraordinary Buddhist, but an ordinary monk. Fortunately, none of them believed the master's obvious self-effacing words.

Reminiscent of the various rumors about the master giving alms in Tokyo, the eyes of the emotional followers in the crowd couldn't help getting wet: "This is the real eminent monk who has attained the Tao."

The Buddha is merciful and equal throughout his life, but there are also times when the Vajra glares!

"The heart is like a painter, painting all kinds of five Yins, in all worlds, it is impossible not to make it."

King Ming Xiang threw another punch, hitting Shoubu heavily in the abdomen.

"Boom!"

A brilliant golden light exploded from behind the guard, and the sky and the earth roared.

That is to say, the extraordinary physique is different from ordinary people, otherwise a weak human body would be pierced in an instant with a punch.

"Roar!"

There are flames gathering behind the Shoubu, and the waves of flames sweep across the sky and earth, condensing into a huge dragon head, even the statue of King Ming looks petite in front of this dragon head.

In the official promotional video of Takeo Moribe, the ferocious flame dragon appeared more than once or twice.

When the giant dragon roars and attacks, it is enough to generate the power to destroy the world!

But the monk still just waved his fist firmly.

"Boom!"

A punch hit the abdomen, and the mournful cry of the dragon head in the sky dissipated in an instant.

"puff!"

Takeo Shoube vomited blood, his body bent like a prawn.

One punch shattered Transcendent.

The people kneeling behind were dumbfounded. The battle between the monk and Takeo Moribe was different from what they had imagined.

There is not too much light pollution, and there is no opposing wave, and there is no shame in calling out the name of the move.

The monk is like a monk knocking on a wooden fish in a temple, and King Ming is like punching Takeo Moribe with his fists.

Like a farmer cutting firewood in the mountains, his unpretentious attack is staggering.

This is the embodiment of absolute suppression of strength, and I will only punch you if you change thousands of times.

There are only golden Buddha statues and waving fists left in the sky and earth. The fist attack speed is not fast, but each punch is strong and powerful.

Takeo Moribe, whose head was pinched, struggled to resist at first, but after three punches, he lost his vitality, swinging like a doll in the fist of King Ming.

"Wheeze."

The helicopter in the sky pulled up high but did not dare to stay away. It was the eyes of the government, and there was no way to go away. Fortunately, the Buddhist superfans on the ground had no intention of attacking them.

Looking at Takeo Moribe who was easily defeated, the helicopter crew members were already speechless in shock, which was different from what they had imagined.

The eyes of the upper echelon in Tokyo had already turned to the mainland of Mizhou, using the ultimate weapon to bombard the city, the most important event in the world at the same time, but the sudden changes in the Miura Peninsula were beyond everyone's expectations.

It's not a small fire, it's a big fire, it's an emergency fire.

"This...how is it possible...it's really extraordinary!"

"Will Takeo Shoube lose with one move?"

"The Buddhism is extraordinary! Behind him is the statue of King Ming."

"hiss……"

Takeo Shoubu, who was placed with high hopes by the government and fulfilled his mission many times, was defeated so easily.

Looking at the statue of King Guangming behind the monk, the calves of the somewhat superstitious upper class in Tokyo began to tremble. Many of them enshrined different main Buddhas in their homes.