Eight hundred and eighty-eighth chapter the real King Kong subduing magic circle
Among the people present, there were only a few who could clearly see the traces of the three monks' attacks. On the contrary, Murong Fu's attack was so powerful that it was as if the three monks had neutralized the attacks of the three. For a moment, they were all amazed. What was the extent of the martial arts of these three monks?
What state?
Only Assassin's pupils shrank slightly, not because of the three monks' martial arts, but because Murong Fu's injuries recovered so quickly. Although he was defeated last night, he knew that Murong Fu was not much better than him. Unexpectedly
After just one night, he recovered 70% to 80%, but he was still seriously injured.
How did he know that Murong Fu possessed the "Baopuzi Immortality Technique"? He spent the night with Zhou Zhiruo to practice it together last night. Is it okay?
Murong Fu glanced at the three monks attentively, and then noticed that they all had a thin black whip wrapped around their wrists. It was this thin whip that broke the attacks of himself and others.
"Next, I will use all my strength to block the attacks of the three monks. You two will wait and see what happens. Once you find a flaw, you will take action immediately."
Murong Fu said something quickly, his body suddenly rose from the ground, and he struck several palms in the air. There was a loud "rumbling" sound, and countless golden palm shadows flew out. It was the shocking Baili of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
At midnight, strong winds blew, the air exploded, and the whole world seemed to turn golden.
The expressions of the three monks suddenly became solemn, they looked at each other, flicked their wrists, and the thin whip flew out, spinning around in front of them, actually dancing into a shield wall, the sharp shadow of the whip stretched and shrunk every time it was swept.
With one whip, several palm shadows were cut into pieces.
Zhou Zhiruo stared at Du'e unblinkingly. She finally understood that the three people's martial arts were exactly the same. As long as one person showed a flaw, the other two would also do the same. It was enough to stare at one person.
Zhang Wuji was more focused on the well not far away. The last time he came here to explore, the three monks were driven away without even getting close. At this moment, there was so much movement outside, but there was something in the well.
There was no sound at all, and I don't know what happened to my adoptive father.
In less than a breath of time, all the golden palm shadows were dissolved. Murong Fu was not surprised. He turned around suddenly, and with a few flicks of his fingers, countless sword energy was formed into pieces, which instantly enveloped the three monks.
Although the shield wall of the three monks was sharp, due to the angle problem, they could not worry about their whole body. They immediately dispersed the shield wall and raised one hand, and it shook in the air as if stirring water waves. The black whip shadow suddenly became larger and smaller, spreading rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the whip shadows of the three monks had joined together and blocked Murong Fu's sword energy.
"If you don't take action yet, wait until later!" Zhou Zhiruo shouted softly, and with a tremble of the long sword, he took it out. The target was Du E's armpit.
Only then did Zhang Wuji react, and his attack was slightly slower by half a breath, and he also hit Dujie with the same palm force.
There were "bang bang bang" and "chi chi chi" sounds, which made everyone dizzy and almost blurred their eyes.
When Du'e saw Zhou Zhiruo's long sword flying towards him, he seemed to have expected it. He waved his free left hand slightly, blocking the empty door under his arm. However, at this moment, there was a clear "zheng" sound, and the long sword suddenly turned.
He changed the direction and drew towards the left side of Du'e's neck.
This shock was so great that Du'e almost jumped up, but he was not slow to react. He tilted his body, flicked his left hand, and with a "clang" sound, the long sword was blown away.
The sword technique in Zhou Zhiruo's hand changed slightly, the long sword turned a corner and flew back automatically. Everyone was stunned. Is this the legendary sword control technique?
On the other hand, Zhang Wuji's side was relatively inferior. His palm power was easily resolved by the difficulty, and he didn't even shed a bit of dust.
All this is a long story, but it actually only took a moment. Murong Fu was in the air, and when he saw that Zhou Zhiruo's attack failed, a gleam of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he slowly landed.
The three monks put away their thin whips, Du E glanced at Zhou Zhiruo thoughtfully, and sighed, "It has been a long time since I was born, and the sword control skills have reappeared in the world. I think Senior Brother Baimei's martial arts must be far superior to mine."
Overcoming difficulties and overcoming tribulations both nodded in agreement.
Hearing his words, everyone immediately confirmed their guesses and looked at Zhou Zhiruo with somewhat fiery eyes. Sword-controlling skills were legendary divine methods, but they didn't expect the Emei Sect to have them.
Zhou Zhiruo had no expression on her face and said calmly, "This junior has only scratched the surface of his training."
The three monks naturally knew this, otherwise they would not have been defeated so easily just now.
Du'e shook his head and sighed, and said to Murong Fu, "Young master's martial arts are at the peak. If you fight alone, none of the three of you can be your opponent. However, since the three of us join forces to fight against the enemy, it is still unknown. What will happen next? Use the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, sir, be careful."
Murong Fu's eyes flashed slightly, "This junior also wants to learn the mysterious magical skills of the three divine monks."
The three monks did not speak. They made a strange hand gesture with their hands. As if with a soft sound of "Hung", the thin whip suddenly flew into the air. The whip seemed to be coated with a layer of gold. Under the reflection of the sun, it shone brightly.
However, I saw three thin whips intersecting quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they were intertwined with some strange rules, forming a vaguely huge diamond circle, surrounding the three people, and gradually shrinking.
Countless golden whip shadows on the "Vajra Circle" swept towards Murong Fu and the others. The three figures flashed and quickly evaded.
This was the first time for Murong Fu to see the diamond-subduing demon circle. His heart moved, he raised his hand and slashed out a sword energy, which struck the circle in an instant.
There was only a soft "pop" sound, and the sword energy was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction.
Sure enough, this diamond circle looked ordinary, but in fact it contained a mystery. However, a trace of joy flashed across Murong Fu's face. The last thing he feared was that others would attack him.
This diamond circle seems to have no flaws, but in fact it is not the case. These whip shadows are the biggest flaws. Immediately making a circle with both hands, a strange wave slowly spreads out. Wherever it touches, the whip shadows are pulled by a strange force and twist one after another. direction.
The expressions of the three monks were shocked, but they saw that the unbreakable "Vajra Circle" instantly fell apart and turned into three thin black whips that retracted into the hands of the three monks.
The heroes were shocked. They did not see what method Murong Fu used, but they thought they could not break the golden circle of golden light. They did not expect it to be broken by Murong Fu so quickly.
"This..." Du'e was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
"The great shift of the universe, the great shift of the universe!" Du Nan murmured.
"You thief, what is your relationship with the demon Yang Dingtian? Why did you use his martial arts skills!" Dujie's face instantly turned black and he shouted angrily.
If he hadn't been unable to move, he might have rushed over.
Zhang Wuji glanced at Murong Fu with a complex expression. The Great Shift of the Universe is a magical skill of the Ming Sect, but he, the leader of the Ming Sect, does not know how to do it. How unfair is God.
A cold light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes when he looked at Du Jie. How long has it been since anyone dared to call him a "thief"? He immediately snorted coldly, "Senior, please be careful what you say. If you continue to speak carelessly, don't blame me for slapping you."
Already."
Everyone's face twitched slightly. As a junior, he actually spoke to a senior martial artist like this. It was true that the world was declining and people's hearts were not as old as they used to be. But Murong Fu seemed to have always been like this. He wanted to come out to preach a few words, but was afraid that he would be unreasonable.
"You..." Dujie was furious in an instant and was about to swing out the black whip in his hand.
Du'e waved his hand to stop him, "Junior brother, please don't be rude."
"Senior brother, he..."
Du Jie was about to say more, but Du E interrupted, "Junior brother, after so many years, you still can't let go."
"Alas," Du Nan sighed, "Senior brother is right. In the past few years, our skills have progressed more and more slowly. Ultimately, we still can't let go, and we can't achieve what the Buddha said: 'No one has the form of self.
, the appearance of a person without lifespan, the appearance of no living beings'."
Thirty years ago, when Yang Dingtian was the leader, the Ming sect was very powerful and was almost at its peak in the history of the Ming sect. The three monks had reached the pinnacle of martial arts at that time, so they joined forces to attack Guangmingding, claiming to challenge Yang Dingtian. In fact,
But he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Yang Dingtian.
As a result, after the three of them joined forces, they were still no match for Yang Dingtian, and were even defeated miserably. That was all, and Yang Dingtian was put down from the mountain unharmed.
The three of them seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and they swore from then on that they would never leave the mountain again until they realized the martial arts that could defeat Yang Dingtian.
Thirty years have passed, and the three of them created this Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle, mostly to restrain the Great Shift of the Universe. Today, it was broken by Murong Fu's hand. The blow to the three of them can be imagined.
In fact, they have forgotten that thirty years ago, Yang Dingtian could only reach the fourth level of Qiankun Shift, but Murong Fu had reached the seventh level, and he also practiced the seventh level to perfection. This is unprecedented.
What's more, he has the blessing of Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi, and his true energy far exceeds that of the three monks.
Their martial arts may be able to deal with Yang Dingtian thirty years ago, but now, it is obviously not possible. In other words, times are changing, and working behind closed doors will not work.
"Two junior brothers, if you want to reach the state of transformation in any martial arts, you must have no desires and no dust in your heart. The two junior brothers are too persistent." Du'e said warmly, and suddenly, he shouted, "Not now."
Let’s wait until when!”
The sound was like a yellow bell, causing everyone's eardrums to ache. It also seemed to have a strange magical power, making people feel peaceful.
Du Yan and Du Jie's eyes suddenly popped up, and then they slowly closed their eyes. After a while, they opened them again. The anger just now was gone, and what was left was peace, tranquility, clarity and purity.
There was no change in their skills, but the aura on their bodies became a bit more mysterious, indescribable and elusive.
"That's very good, that's very good," Du'e smiled slightly and then said, "Two junior brothers, follow me and use the Diamond Subduing Demon Circle."
Immediately, the three of them fired their whips at the same time, the sound of whistling wind sounded, and the boulders within a radius of more than ten feet were rolled up and quickly gathered towards the three of them. In an instant, a different diamond circle was formed, no longer golden.
The yellow color is not a regular circle, but turns into a giant net.
Murong Fu's face finally became serious. The Vajra Demon Circle was indeed not that simple. He immediately bowed his right leg slightly, took a step back with his left leg, and waved his hands, intending to pull the stones.
But these round stones were polished by the three monks during their daily practice. The stones were as thick as fingers and arms, and at this moment they were wrapped in unparalleled strength.
No matter how much Murong Fu pulled it, he could not break away from the weaving of the giant web.