Xiao Wuxiu, who came through the back door, showed off his secret wrestling skills to the world. He is not a waste, he is definitely a genius. He only abstained from one round in the first round. It seems that he has not lost yet!
No one underestimates him anymore.
Except for those monsters, no one dared to underestimate him.
"Prajna, Mu Qinghan, come on stage."
Wu Xuantong reacted for a long time, glanced at Zhao Yun, and then started calling people.
Because of these words, the onlookers temporarily withdrew their eyes from Zhao Yun, and they all looked at the battle stage. The real drama has begun. In the next battle, pick two at random, both of them are monsters. The comparison between monsters and monsters.
The fighting battle is the finale of the new sect competition, and Ji Hen has made a good opening, and the following scenes will definitely be more exciting.
The sound of the Buddha resounds loudly, and Prajna falls gracefully. ??
Her whole body is shrouded in Buddha light, and she is solemn and graceful. At first glance, she looks like a female Bodhisattva.
Every time they see him, the male disciples feel a pang of regret. How could such a beautiful person enter the Buddhist sect, cut off the six distracting thoughts, cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and end up alone for the rest of his life?
What a waste of resources!
Opposite, Mu Qinghan stepped onto the stage.
She knew that she would stop at this battle. She could not defeat the body of the heavenly spirit, nor could she defeat the Buddhist Prajna. It would not be shameful to lose. To be able to reach this point, her ranking was worthy of her strength.
"open."
Mu Qinghan scolded in his heart and opened the forbidden method directly.
Her momentum has reached its peak all the way, and her true fighting power is fully unleashed. When fighting against the Buddhist Prajna, there is no need to hide and tuck it in. She needs to use her strongest fighting power to be qualified to compete with him.
"It's so beautiful." The onlookers' eyes lit up.
Indeed, Mu Qinghan was as beautiful as a dream at this moment, with the clouds overflowing all over her body, gorgeous and colorful, like a fairy in the clouds, hiding in a dream, her clothes were spotless, and she also had the capital of arrogance.
"I can't fight." Zhao Yun gave this judgment.
Even if Mu Qinghan was at full strength, he still couldn't defeat Buddhist Prajna.
Either Mu Qinghan is too weak, or Prajna is too strong. Buddhists are all too weird. Few people can withstand a Great Compassion Mantra. If he didn't have the martial spirit to resist, it would be very difficult to face Prajna.
When it comes to the Great Compassion Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra sounds.
Prajna stands gracefully, surrounded by Buddha characters. She stands among them, like a Bodhisattva. The sound of Buddha is resounding, like a big bell, peaceful and solemn, and has a terrible magical power.
"I go."
Hearing the Buddha's voice, Sikong Jiannan bared his teeth.
Zhao Xue and Zi Yan beside them didn't look very good either.
In other words, among the disciples present, all those with weak foundations are agitated by the Buddha's voice. It ignores the hearing shield and goes straight into the mind, like a nightmare or a curse, which cannot be wiped away.
This is just residual power.
One can imagine what kind of pressure Mu Qinghan was under on the stage.
"What a terrible Buddha's voice." Mu Qinghan's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and the look of pain could not be concealed between his eyebrows.
"Abandon distracting thoughts and stick to your mentality." Zhao Yun reminded.
There is no need for him to say that Mu Qinghan also did this. However, the foundation of Taoism is not enough and it is difficult to defeat the Great Compassion Curse. Not everyone is like Zhao Yun and has a martial spirit to carry it. The Great Compassion Curse is far beyond her spiritual level.
Whoosh!
Mu Qinghan held on to the Buddha's voice and slapped it from the air.
Prajna said nothing, just flicked his sleeves, and a piece of Buddha's light spread out, forming a shining ocean of Buddha's light. Mu Qinghan, who had just been killed, was instantly submerged, and his whole body's energy and blood were wiped away.
"So weird
The water escapes the ocean." Many people were surprised.
"That's not Water Release." Dan Xuan stroked his beard, "That's Buddhist telepathy."
"Thinking power." Zhao Yun murmured.
He once heard the Moon God say that if Buddhists carry incense and receive devout worship, it will become a power of faith in the dark, which is the legendary power of thought. It is invisible and formless, but it really exists. This is
The weird thing about Buddhism is that the power of mind can be used to cultivate one's body and mind, and it can also be used in fighting. Incense is offered endlessly, and the power of mind is an endless stream, which means that there is an endless stream of power.
Zheng! Boom! Bang!
In the ocean of telepathy, Mu Qinghan forcibly stabilized his body, crashed randomly in the ocean of telepathy, sacrificed the Qinghan Sword, slashed again and again, and frequently used secret techniques, or sword shadows, or palm prints, or five elements escape techniques, thinking
After breaking through the ocean, however, the ocean where the mind power gathered was not water escape. It basically hit the empty space. It could not be broken, nor could it be escaped, and it was trapped in it.
"Use mental power."
Zhao Yun used lip language, thinking that Mu Qinghan could understand it.
Mu Qinghan suddenly understood and seemed to know how to break the situation.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again the next moment, and a spiritual light shot out of her eyes.
Don't tell me, it's really useful, and a crack has been torn open in the ocean of telekinesis.
However, before she could escape, another piece of Prajna Buddha's light poured out, repairing the cracks in the overbearing power, and blessing the ocean of thought power, drowning Mu Qinghan for the second time. This time it was stronger, and it could not be broken open by mental power.
The disciples in the audience held their breath.
More than 90% of the disciples exhausted their eyesight, but they could not see Mu Qinghan. They could only vaguely see the prototype of a person. It was Prajna's power of thought that was too strong, covering Mu Qinghan and blinding the eyes of the spectators. What they saw...
There is only a peaceful Buddha light.
Disciples and elders with far-sighted vision can naturally see clearly.
Because I can see clearly, I feel sad all the time.
Buddhists are very weird, you can see from this.
The illusory Buddha's light was filled with infinite thought power, which was not only peaceful, but also had its own killing power. Mu Qinghan's qi and blood essence was destroyed one by one. Over time, there is still the possibility of being saved.
"What a terrifying Buddhist mind power."
"Buddhist people are not normal people. This is too weird."
"Prajna is too strong."
There were sighs and tuts, and a flash of Buddha's light trapped Mu Qinghan. The two of them were obviously not monsters of the same level. If they couldn't break this round, Mu Qinghan would definitely lose.
"Lost." Linglong opened her lips slightly.
Fairy Tao also saw clearly that Mu Qinghan's energy and blood had been completely wiped out.
Yun Yan took a deep breath. Against the Buddhists, Mu Qinghan had no chance of winning.
"Failed." Zhao Yun murmured.
As soon as he finished speaking, Prajna flicked his sleeve.
She dispersed the Great Compassion Mantra, gathered away the Buddha's light, and removed the power of her thoughts.
At this point, people in the audience saw Mu Qinghan, staggering with his sword in hand. When he came on stage, smoke was still flowing all over his body. At this moment, there was no trace of aura in his body, his cheeks were pale and bloodless, his energy and blood were extremely low, and his Dantian was really
The energy was also wiped out. In this state, let alone fighting, she could not even stand still. A telekinesis pushed her to the bottom.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun stepped onto the stage and helped Mu Qinghan.
Immediately, a wisp of warm true essence poured into her body. The senior sister was too weak.
"It's embarrassing for Zizhu Peak." Mu Qinghan smiled tiredly, with guilt and self-mockery in his smile. He faced Prajna, but he didn't even survive a single move. He defeated her with just his telekinesis.
"It doesn't matter, there's still me." Zhao Yun smiled.
Just because Mu Qinghan couldn't fight Prajna, it didn't mean that he couldn't fight either.