Summer Religion Headquarters Tournament Ground.

Xing Baichuan and the old monk Zu Hui stood opposite each other.

Xing Baichuan put on a suit of armor, from helmet to handguards. The light was flowing and the quality was high. He was holding a large sword that was two meters long, which made him look quite domineering.

"Old monk, the sword has no eyes, it's too late to regret now!"

Zu Hui was still wearing a mended and tattered monk's robe. She clasped her hands together and had a peaceful temperament, without giving anyone the slightest sense of oppression. She said gently: "Amitabha, please take action!"

“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”

Xing Baichuan raised the Daguan Dao with both hands. With the stimulation of the sword's energy, the domineering dragon's roar resounded throughout the audience. The sword with the power of the dragon struck the ground, and the powerful sword energy was divided into eight parts and penetrated into the ground.

.

Although invisible to the naked eye.

But Zu Hui can feel it.

There were eight dragons transformed by sword energy, and they were swimming rapidly underground. Not only were they very fast, but they were also constantly changing directions. They came to them in an instant, and then suddenly launched an attack.

boom!

The loud noise is shocking!

The ground collapsed under Zu Hui's feet, and the sword energy stirred up sand and dust, submerging the old monk's figure. Looking from the outside, one could vaguely see that the old monk's body was entangled in eight circling dragons, biting madly and unable to move.

“It’s interesting!”

Yu Xiao had never seen such a sword technique.

The sword energy produced by this sword technique can not only kill and injure the enemy, but also has the effect of controlling the enemy.

Song Kun explained: "This is Xing Baichuan's Crazy Dragon Ten Kills. It is a very superior sword technique that can cut out the dragon sword energy. It is not only very powerful, but also flexible and unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against."

It seems so.

The Xing family has a really good background.

The Crazy Dragon Ten Kills is at least a green mid-level skill.

Xing Baichuan has reached a stage of cultivation that is close to Dacheng.

Although this kind of strength is already a first-class master in the real world, his actual combat ability is not as good as Song Kun. How could he hurt Monk Zu Hui?

As expected.

He was bitten for several seconds.

Zu Hui activated a technique such as the Buddhist Lion's Roar, a solemn Buddha's name, like thunder exploding, instantly dispersing the sand and dust around him, and then hit the eight dragon sword energy, instantly turning them into nothingness.

"This is?"

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Although they were far enough apart, they still felt their hearts trembling, especially the weak first-level rookies. At this moment, they just felt dizzy and dizzy, with qi and blood surging, and even the weaker ones were directly knocked unconscious.

"What?"

"How can this be?"

"This guy isn't bluffing!"

"He is actually a genuine Buddhist monk!"

Although Zu Hui's Buddhist lion's roar only uses a small part of his skill, the momentum and power displayed make people distinguish his second-level perfect cultivation.

This made He Haiyang and Yu Shanrong feel unbelievable.

Where did the Xia Xiu Conference find this eminent monk?

Even if a second-level perfect Buddhist monk is in the famous Putuo Temple, he is at least the first person in the temple, so he is famous all over the world, and no one knows about it!

However.

before today.

I have never heard of this old monk.

After Xing Baichuan was stunned for a short time, he realized that the enemy in front of him was not a trivial matter and he could not relax even a little bit. He had to defeat it quickly with thunderous means.

Think of this.

Step your right foot forward.

He kicked hard towards the ground.

There was a bang, like a large-caliber cannon being ejected from the chamber, and it instantly appeared at an altitude of fifty or sixty meters. When ordinary people looked up, they could only see a figure the size of a fingernail.

"A hundred dragons are in the sky!"

Xing Baichuan directly used the most powerful move among the Ten Kills of Mad Jiao.

Everyone saw Xing Baichuan in mid-air, waving the Daguan Dao wildly with both hands. The sword energy formed a spherical barrier around him. In the process, a lifting force was formed, which made him not fall to the ground, but his figure became higher and higher.

"Roar--!"

As Xing Baichuan frantically performed the machete, strips of dragon sword energy were released and quickly circled around his body.

Three, five, ten, eighteen!

When Xing Baichuan gathered the Qi of eighteen dragon swords, he stopped dancing and raised his long-handled sword, letting all eighteen dragons wrap around it.

Each time a sword energy is blessed.

The power is a little stronger.

When eighteen dragons wrapped around the broadsword at the same time.

The power of Xing Baichuan's next sword will be fully exerted!

Yu Xiao commented: "The power of this move is okay, but the forward swing is too long."

This means that Monk Zu Hui did not make a sneak attack, otherwise Xing Baichuan would not have the time or opportunity to build up his momentum.

"kill!"

Xing Baichuan dragged the long knife in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and veins popped out all over his body, as if he was wielding not a knife, but a mountain weighing hundreds of thousands of tons.

At a speed two or three times faster than the speed of sound, he quickly approached from an altitude of nearly 100 meters to the front of his eyes, and struck the old monk directly in the face with the large sword wrapped in eighteen sword auras.

Xing Baichuan has absolute confidence.

Even if Song Kun uses an extremely powerful sword.

He may not dare to resist his attack from the front!

Zu Hui faced the menacing attack, but she showed no fear or intention to retreat. She still kept her hands clasped together, but golden light was released from her body.

"Vajra Dharma!"

Zu Hui's skinny figure inflated to a height of five meters as if inflated.

When the golden light dissipated, the original kind-hearted old monk disappeared, replaced by a Vajra with white hair rising to the sky, a ferocious face, red skin, and a Buddha's light shrouding his back.

A terrifying aura erupted.

Everyone present looked shocked.

The Angry-Eye Vajra formed a magic seal with his left hand, and struck out with his right hand directly, facing Xing Baichuan's sword.

boom!

There is no collision between the palm and the blade.

The two sides reached a stalemate just half a foot away. A terrifying energy spread like a wave, causing the ground of the competition venue to be plowed again.

This stalemate only lasted for three or two seconds. Xing Baichuan felt an overwhelming force coming over him like an overwhelming force. His sword energy was being exhausted at an alarming rate.

"No!"

In Xing Baichuan's horrified gaze, the extraordinary-quality Daguandao in his hand suddenly burst into pieces, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off.

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The huge palm of Angry Eyes King Kong quickly pressed down, and he was directly blasted into a pulp in just an instant.

But at this moment.

The offensive stopped.

"Amitabha!"

The angry-eyed King Kong shone with light and shrank, turning back into the kind-faced and plainly dressed old monk Zu Hui. However, he seemed unscathed, even the corners of the monk's robe were not torn.

Looking back at Xing Baichuan.

He was sent flying thirty or forty meters by a palm.

He fell to the ground and fell into a coma due to severe injuries.

He Haiyang and Yu Shanrong both stood up and looked in horror at the messy ground and the old monk who looked ordinary but was actually unfathomable.

Such a result.
To be continued...