Fu Yang also said lightly: "Really? In this case, I have no choice but to go all out. Maybe I will be disrespectful, so please forgive me."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and a powerful aura of mana rose from his whole body!

Clear light emerged, strong winds blew, and the green Maoshan sect robes fluttered around his body. His whole person had an ethereal and ethereal aura.

After disguising themselves, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong retreated, and the people from the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple dispersed, leaving a large open space for Fu Yang and Dashan Zhuangwan...

Xiaochuan and Suiyan looked at each other, with smiles of success on their faces.

In their view, although this young and powerful man from China is very outstanding, he is still only the peak of the five Taoist disciples. Compared with "monsters" like Oyama Soumaru, there is still a gap.

"you die!"

Oyama Soumaru uttered simple syllables in his mouth, and beat his chest with his fists, making a loud "dong dong dong" sound like thunder.

Circles of strong energy visible to the naked eye spread like ripples.

Although his movements were very funny, like a furious gorilla, the other disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts Temple present not only did not laugh, but there was only fear in their eyes!

Because they knew very well that although this beloved disciple of Elder Ogawa was not very intelligent, he was extremely talented in cultivation and extremely strong.

Normally, even his fellow disciples would not dare to get too close to him, for fear that if he accidentally went crazy, he would be beaten to the point of breaking his muscles and bones, or even die directly!

Said to be senior brothers, the other 800 Ghost Temple disciples even thought that Oyama Soumaru was a powerful and ferocious beast raised by Elder Ogawa for fighting...

But now, this foolish and weak-looking Maoshan monk from China is about to suffer.

Take action!

Dashan Zhuangmaru rushed towards Fu Yang, his whole body wrapped in pungent high-temperature sulfur vapor, and there was a faint red light, and his footsteps were rumbling. It was ten times more shocking than the movement of an armored vehicle. I am afraid that even a small building with a height of six or seven stories would be shocked.

It will be broken into pieces by a collision.

The corner of Fu Yang's mouth curled up, and a mocking smile appeared that no one noticed... On the surface, he pretended not to dare to resist, to avoid its sharp edge. The light flashed and he nimbly dodged.

The disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple cheered loudly, with joy on their faces.

Although they were usually afraid of Oyama Soumaru, they all felt honored when they saw him being so strong in the face of a "kicking" guy from China.

After all, the relationship between Japan and China is a bit inexplicably complicated...especially in the hearts of some of the more proud younger generations, who have a rivalry in mind!

So in fact, in the eyes of many young leaders in the Japanese cultivation world, the visit and exchange document Fu Yang submitted to Edo Shrine through the original zero group was a collision between two countries.

Unfortunately, what they don't know is that although Fu Yang is young, his cultivation level is already comparable to those "old monsters" who have lived for hundreds of years! He has already broken away from the "younger generation" level.

But Fu Yang dodged the collision of Dashan Zhuangwan and immediately made seals with his hands, drew talismans in the air, and performed Taoist magic.

"Maoshan Wind Roaring Curse!"

Boom boom boom boom...

There were four explosions, and four large transparent gas balls as big as water tanks flew out in a rotating manner, bringing up waves of ribbon-like whirlwinds wherever they passed. The wind whimpered, like weeping.

Xiaochuan next to him narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "When I was young, the Chinese cultivation community visited and communicated with us much more often than it does now. To put it bluntly, it was a contest of dissatisfaction with each other. I have also seen the powerful Mao Shan.

It is unheard of for a monk to cast this Wind Roaring Curse and be able to hit four wind clusters at once at this level. It seems that this young man is indeed a peerless genius among the younger generation of the Maoshan Sect."

Hahaha.

Su Yan sneered softly: "So what if he's awesome? The boy you trained, Soumaru, is already extremely talented. How can the five real people be able to deal with him? Last time, he killed a monster that was comparable to a great priest. Then.

But they are the Six Realm-level existences of China! No matter how strong this kid from Maoshan is, can he cross a big realm?"

"That's true. So the better he is, the more sad the Chinese side will be after being destroyed by Zhuangwan, hahaha!"

Not to mention the rapid conversation between the two of them in private through spiritual consciousness, the giant Oyama Soumaru faced the four wind balls fired by Fu Yang, and he did not dodge or dodge, but directly resisted!

"Hell's Brimstone Barrier!"

Woo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo.

The sulfur breath with scorching heat wrapped around his body like a poisonous python, and the power generated by the spiral greatly weakened Fu Yang's "Wind Howling Curse".

Then Oyama Somaru blasted it forcefully with his fist, and the highly compressed air formed airflow in the hall, setting off strong winds and causing the spectators to retreat again.

"Hell's lava is a great prison without suffering or sorrow!"

Gulu gulu...puff.

The ground dozens of feet around Fu Yang suddenly turned into magma, red and hot, rolling, flowing and bubbling. Countless high-temperature water vapors rose up with the dazzling smell of sulfur. This was not ordinary steam and sulfur, but the temperature reached several hundred

, something that will poison all practitioners!

It instantly condensed like a rope, wrapping around Fu Yang's limbs and torso, fixing him in this terrifying magma area.

Steam, sulfur, magma, volcanoes... This spell is completely simulated. It is powerful and has the function of restraint. It traps the opponent in it like a terrifying hell cage, and then explodes to kill in an instant!

If Fu Yang was really a five-level real person, he might not be able to break free from the shackles of steam and sulfur, and he would be seriously injured this time.

"Ah! Zhuangwan, how could you use such cruel tactics against our friends in China? Quickly untie them, they must have given in."

Elder Xiaochuan pretended to be surprised, as if he couldn't bear Fu Yang being attacked...

However, it's too late!

Gululu, boom!

Magma erupted from the ground beneath Fu Yang's feet, like a volcanic eruption. A large number of red high-temperature magma pillars rose into the sky, shrouding him in it.

Although this is a scene simulated by Oyama Somaru using his magic power, because the monks of the Eight Hundred Demon Temple have lived deep in the Hell Valley for a long time and feel the true volcanic connotation deep in the earth under their feet every day, the magic power is already mixed with it.

There are these auras. So it’s almost like a real volcano is erupting and attacking at your feet...

"I really didn't expect Soumaru to be even more powerful than before. It's a pity that his brain is not very good. Otherwise, we would definitely surpass Hyōtō Shrine and become the number one cultivation force in Hokkaido."

"Oh my, this young monk from China is probably doomed, right? What a pity, tsk tsk."

"Yes, yes! What a pity. I wonder if he is dead or seriously injured?"

"Haha... Well, it seems that he shouldn't laugh. But there is no way. Alas, who gave him bad luck?"

"Hmph! If the three-legged cat Kung Fu dares to come to our country to play in our country, then he must be prepared for a tragic end. Even if the relationship between the two countries does not look good, he is asking for it."

The members of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple all cheered and talked in various ways, as if they felt that Fu Yang was completely finished!

Yes, in their opinion, this move "Hell Lava No Pain and No Sorrow Great Cage" is extremely powerful. I am afraid that even the two elders who are as powerful as Ogawa and Sulfur Rock will suffer serious injuries if they are hit like this.

Bar?

Looking at the hot red magma column and the permeating high-temperature sulfur steam, Xiaochuan and Suiyan pretended to be surprised on their faces, as if they wanted to stop... but deliberately delayed it.

But they found that the woman and cat demon who came with Fu Yang didn't seem to be panicked?

This is strange!

According to their thinking, this young man named Fu Yang may be the real owner of this visit from China, so this female cat should be his follower, right? Why is it that the real owner is either dead or injured, and yet he is not panicked at all?

Woolen cloth.

An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in the hearts of the two elders.

In the field, Oyama Somaru's tall and burly body quickly walked towards the magma field...

He seems to be clumsy and heavy, but he is extremely fast!

Taking one step forward, the smell of hot sulfur lingered under his feet, and he was instantly in front of the pillar of magma and fire. He wanted to see if that pretty guy from China had been killed by him.

"Hope... I hope I'm not dead. Master... Master just wanted me to get seriously injured and become a cripple. If I die, it will be troublesome and won't give me anything good to eat."

He muttered that his intelligence was indeed that of a six- or seven-year-old child, and he also felt a little stuttering.

The moment Oyama Somaru approached the red lava pillar, something surprising happened!

A white and slender arm stretched out from the pillar of fire.

Talismans and incantations flashed around the fingertips, and thunder and lightning also appeared and disappeared, making crackling sounds.

A cold and plain voice sounded.

"Maoshan... Lightning Curse!"

Click!

There seemed to be a real lightning flashing through the entire hall, and the dazzling light made the disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple unable to open their eyes and subconsciously raised their hands to block it.

Even the two elders, Xiaochuan and Suiyan, felt their eyes sting as they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

boom!

Accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, a gray electric light dancing like a dragon flew out from Fu Yang's fingertips and hit Dashan Zhuangwan!

The current spreading in the void made the hair of many disciples stand on end.

And the thick lava fire pillar also fell instantly, and quickly disappeared together with the volcanic magma on the surrounding ground...

How can it be?

Oyama Soumaru is just as mentally retarded as a child, but he is not a real fool. He knows very well how powerful his spells are, and he is definitely not something that "little pretty boy" can resist.

He even knew that the body of the Fu Yi lineage practitioners of China's orthodox Taoism was very fragile and could never stop his "hell lava" attack.

But no matter what, not only was the opponent fine, he also directly counterattacked and unleashed a powerful thunder and lightning technique!

He could only retreat crazily and cast defensive spells at the same time.
To be continued...