Chapter 409 Sometimes, the Mental Damage Is Far Greater than the Physical Damage

I am most afraid of the air suddenly becoming quiet.

The moment my wife walked out, the air was indeed quiet, and there was a hint of embarrassment.

The slap in the face always comes so suddenly.

Not only was Kong Jian stunned, but even the onlookers were stunned, and even wanted to laugh.

However, Kong Jian is worthy of being a sixth-level strongman. Even in the face of such an embarrassing scene, he quickly regained his composure and smiled, "It seems that Mr. Fang can bring some surprises to me, but that's it."

As he said that, Kong Jian made another move. Suddenly, a look of compassion appeared on his face. He put his hands together and recited obscure and profound Buddhist scriptures.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a faint Buddha light flashing in his eyes. His hands were clasped together in the shape of picking flowers.

Buzz!

The infinite Buddha light gathered and evolved into a strange palm print, like layers of overlapping and blooming lotus flowers.

"The Flower-picking Buddha Seal!"

This is the supreme secret technique of Buddhism, a legacy of the last era. In an instant, twelve thousand lotus petals are condensed. Each lotus petal contains unimaginable repressive power. Twelve thousand repressive powers gather together, and even a sixth-level weirdness can be suppressed for a moment.

In order to prevent being slapped in the face again, Kong Jian directly used the magical power of Buddhism. In his opinion, in this era, there is no weirdness that the Flower-picking Buddha Seal cannot suppress.

The Flower-picking Buddha Seal is generous and brilliant, almost illuminating the entire Lingshan Mountain, and floating towards his wife with an unstoppable momentum.

The next moment, the Flower-picking Buddha Seal fell on his wife's body. She seemed to be wrapped in a huge golden lotus. The delicate lotus petals made her look like a goddess from heaven descending to the earth.

"Suppress!"

Kong Jian suddenly put his hands together, and a strange scene appeared. The petals of the lotus began to slowly close, and finally completely wrapped his wife in it.

"Amitabha, good, good, Mr. Fang, relying on weirdness is ultimately evil, and since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. I hope Mr. Fang will put down his butcher knife..."

He was halfway through his words when he got stuck again. His originally kind face was filled with shock, as if he had seen something incredible.

Not only him, but the whole audience was silent, staring blankly at the woman who walked out of the golden Buddha lotus.

She moved lightly with lotus steps, her figure swaying as she walked, exuding a strange style.

She actually...came out again!

No one thought that this female weird could ignore the methods of a sixth-level strongman twice, which was simply incredible.

Kong Jian stared at his wife intently, and his heart was already filled with shock.

This is impossible!!

In this era, there is actually a weirdness that cannot be suppressed by the flower-picking Buddha seal! ?

At the same time as being shocked, he felt a little pain in his face. He was slapped in the face one after another. Even if the sixth-level strongman had a thick skin, he almost couldn't stand it.

Puff!

Yang Ming couldn't help laughing out loud, breaking the silence.

"Hahaha... Old bald donkey, a little surprise? Translate for me, what the hell is a little surprise? Hahaha, I feel embarrassed for you even though I'm a hundred meters away.

You were pretending to be an unfathomable master a second ago, but now you're fine, right? You've been slapped in the face twice in a row."

As Yang Ming spoke, Zhao Hao and others couldn't help laughing.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, look at the face of this old bald donkey, and what about the donor Fang giving me some little surprises, hahaha..."

"Enough!" Kong Jian shouted coldly, and his original kind face completely disappeared, replaced by a gloomy face.

A pressure unique to the sixth-level strongman spread out, just like the collapse of the sky, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.

"You are just a person who is still going up the mountain in this era, and you dare to laugh at the Buddha who came down the mountain in the last era?

Donor Fang, I admit that you do have some tricks, but do you think these unpresentable tricks can shake the Buddhist sect?

The Buddhist sect has been passed down since the last era. Countless strong men have submerged the bottom of the lake like waves, but my Buddhist sect still stands..."

"Wife." Fang Xiu shouted calmly.

The wife immediately took action and rushed forward like a ghost, interrupting Kong Jian's long speech.

A cold light flashed in Kong Jian's eyes. This was the third time he was interrupted.

"People in this era are really too rude."

"The Great Handprint of Tathagata!"

Kong Jian waved his palm fiercely, and a golden handprint condensed out of thin air, and slapped his wife fiercely.

Without any surprise, his wife's figure ignored the attack again and came to Kong Jian in the blink of an eye.

Kong Jian was shocked and angry. He didn't expect this female ghost to be so difficult to deal with. He had seen the strangeness of the female ghost in the Great Leiyin Temple before.

But he didn't take it to heart, and even felt disappointed with his own Buddhist son's embarrassment. Being able to ignore the fifth level does not mean that he can ignore the sixth level. In this era, the strange invasion has not yet reached the late stage, and it is impossible for there to be too strong strangeness.

However, when he really fought with his wife, he found that it was not that the Buddhist son was too weak, but that the enemy was too strong, and he was not much better than the Buddhist son.

Swish!

His wife slashed with a claw.

"How dare you, you evil creature!" Kong Jian raised his arm to defend himself, and several Buddha lights shot out and passed through his wife's body, but it was all in vain. Even with the sixth-level status, he still couldn't hurt his wife at all.

Instead, Kong Jian's arm was scratched by his wife with several scars, but no blood flowed out.

The whole audience was in an uproar under this blow.

One blow!

It was the same blow!

Facing the fifth level, one blow was successful, and facing the sixth level was the same.

People even felt that for this female ghost, whether it was level 5 or level 6, there was no difference.

Who exactly is Fang Xiu's wife? !

You know, the god of the same level 6 once withstood a nuclear bomb without any injury, but now Kong Jian, who is level 6, was injured by a female ghost. This is simply unbelievable. Could it be that the attack of this female ghost is stronger than a nuclear bomb?

However, at this time, Kong Jian snorted coldly.

The next moment, his arm began to heal rapidly, and the scar disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly. Is this the physique of the sixth level?

There is no need to doubt the ability of his wife. The seventh-level forbidden ghost heart can be taken out at will. A mere sixth-level ghost cannot block her ability.

Now Kong Jian has recovered so quickly, which can only mean that the other party's physique is no longer human, and there is no blood after being injured. Could the ability of the sixth level be related to the body?

"Hmph!" Kong Jian sneered: "What a weak attack, so what if the ability is strange? Even if I stand here and let you beat me for three days and three nights, I won't be hurt at all.

Donor Fang, if this is all you have, please go back."

Faced with Kong Jian's sarcasm, Fang Xiu smiled: "Sometimes, the mental damage is far greater than the physical damage."

Kong Jian frowned: "What do you mean?"

Fang Xiu ignored him and ordered his wife: "Hit him."