Shi Xuanming had always thought that what Yang Yizhi was spreading was poison. Suddenly he heard that what he was spreading was white phosphorus, and he was a little confused. "What was he doing spreading white phosphorus?"
Before answering, a white mist suddenly appeared around Fan Monk. At first, Shi Xuanming thought it was Yang Yizhi who had thrown some poisonous powder. But when he took a closer look, he realized that what appeared around Fan Monk was not white mist, but white smoke. Moreover, Yang Yizhi had already retreated away at this time. The white smoke around Fan Monk was not caused by Yang Yizhi's throw, but came from the cassock worn by Fan Monk.
The incident happened so suddenly that Monk Fan didn't react for a moment. Just when he was looking around in confusion and thinking anxiously, his cassock suddenly burst into flames.
It wasn't until Monk Fan's cassock suddenly caught fire that Shi Xuanming remembered that white phosphorus could spontaneously combust in the wind, and finally understood that the reason why Yang Yi threw the white phosphorus was not to seriously injure the opponent, but just to burn the opponent's cassock and make Monk Fan embarrassed in public.
The skinny monk's concentration was truly astonishing. He was only momentarily confused when his cassock was smoking. After his cassock caught fire, he immediately calmed down. He was worried that Yang Yizhi would take advantage of the situation, so he did not try to take off his clothes to put out the fire, but hurriedly He used spiritual energy to try to knock away all the phosphorus powder attached to the cassock.
Although the skinny monk vaguely guessed that what Yang Yizhi was throwing was white phosphorus, he ignored that the white phosphorus spontaneously ignited when the wind blew. The stronger the wind, the fiercer it burned. The swaying spiritual energy not only failed to shake away the phosphorus powder, but caused the fire to skyrocket, and he was instantly burned. Huge fireball package.
The situation was critical, and the skinny monk could not think too much. He hurriedly recited incantations, activated his magical powers to protect his body, and endured the burning fire.
As the instigator, Yang Yizhi's original intention was not to burn Monk Fan to death, but to force the other party to hurriedly act and be embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Monk Fan did not take off the burning cassock in public, but carried it with his magical powers. Monk Fan's move made him It was so unexpected that I forgot to step forward for a moment to make up for it.
After a while, Yang Yizhi came to his senses first, took out the weapon from his waist bag, and held it in his hand.
Seeing Yang Yizhi take out the weapon from his waist bag, everyone outside the venue frowned in confusion, because what Yang Yizhi held in his hand was only a black knife handle, and there was no blade at the front of the handle.
Just a hilt is naturally not a weapon. Seeing Yang Yizhi holding the hilt, he subconsciously thought that the blade at the front of the black hilt was probably invisible to the naked eye, rather than having no blade. However, on second thought, it was wrong, because the hilt It was previously kept in Yang Yizhi's waist pouch. If there really was an invisible blade, wouldn't it be possible to slit the waist pouch?
Just as he frowned and looked at it, the skinny monk on the stage once again stirred up his spiritual energy, shattering and flying away the cassock that had been riddled with holes in the fire.
Seeing this situation, everyone outside the venue just thought that Fan Seng couldn't bear the fire and burned himself in the end. It wasn't until they saw the opponent patting his crotch to put out the fire that they realized that Fan Seng's move was just to save the last thing to hide his shame. If the fire was allowed to continue burning, for a moment, After that, I'm afraid Fan Monk won't even have the last piece of underpants left on him.
Although he was not injured by the fire, the skinny monk could not help but look disgraced. His face was darkened by Yang Yizhi, and now the cassock on his body was burned. Although he was wearing shorts to cover his shame, he still looked ugly in front of everyone.
Having lost his wide cassock, Monk Fan couldn't help but feel a lot of embarrassment. However, the crowd outside the venue did not burst into laughter. The reason was that Monk Fan was so skinny that his skin did not turn black or discolored. This shows that this person's body protection was good.
His magical power is so great that he can withstand burning fire.
Just when everyone thought that Monk Fan would be naked on the stage because of
When he rushed to capture Yang Yizhi out of embarrassment, the skinny monk clasped his hands together and sang Buddha again, stood solemnly on the stage, and did not take the initiative to attack.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but take another high look at this skinny monk. You must know that it is difficult for a person to not be influenced and influenced by the outside world. When a person does not care about the outside world's evaluation and opinions of himself, it shows that this
Man has reached a very high state of no self and no other. As long as he wants to do something, no one can stop it, and no one can change it.
"Master, the Cicada Wing Knife is an ancient artifact. It can blow your hair and break your hair. It is indestructible. Don't be careless." Yang Yizhi warned and attacked at the same time.
Until this moment, everyone outside the venue still saw only the handle of the knife in Yang Yizhi's hand, and still could not see the blade at the front of the handle.
Not only could everyone in the audience not see it, but even the monk on the stage seemed to be unable to see the blade. Although Yang Yizhi had warned him in advance, the monk did not defend himself, but simply ignored it. When Yang Yizhi rushed in front of him, he immediately stepped out.
Fight with fists.
Yang Yizhi's Qinggong is much better than that of the skinny Fan Seng. He can move and dodge more flexibly. He sideways avoids Fan Seng's heavy punch and then swings the knife with his backhand.
Since Fan Seng was only wearing a pair of underwear, everyone outside the venue could see at a glance that Fan Seng had two obvious blood marks on his left shoulder and right arm. This shows that the Cicada Wing Knife mentioned by Yang Yizhi is real and is not a bluff.
, and this sword is indeed a magical weapon, even the monk's body-protecting magical power cannot protect his whole body.
Yang Yizhi struck out twice with the sword and succeeded. Without giving the opponent a chance to react, he quickly attacked with the invisible blade.
Suffering the loss first, the skinny monk no longer dared to underestimate the enemy and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual energy to counterattack. Since he could not see the weapon in Yang Yizhi's hand, he could only guess the direction of the blade based on Yang Yizhi's gestures and movements and avoid it.
The skinny monk thought that he would be foolproof by being so cautious, but he was surprised to find that after a few rounds, Yang Yizhi's sword skills were uncertain, and the invisible blade at the front of the black handle also came and went, and was not always there.
This discovery made the skinny monk frown secretly. He must know that not being able to see the opponent's weapon is extremely disadvantageous to himself, and the fact that the opponent can control the presence or absence of the blade at will is even more difficult to guard against.
Not only was Fan Seng secretly frightened, Yang Yizhi was also the same. Although the cicada-wing knife he used was as thin as a cicada wing, it was indestructible. Unexpectedly, when he slashed Fan Seng's body, it could only break the skin and draw blood without damaging the muscles and bones.
Yang Yizhi relied on poison and sword skills. Seeing that his poison skills and sword skills were unable to seriously injure his opponent, he knew that this talisman was not destined for him. However, although he had no hope, he wanted to do his best without leaving any regrets.
Afterwards, the two people on the stage have been fighting fiercely and attacking each other for a long time. In a difficult battle, Yang Yizhi needs to always be on guard against the sudden lengthening or shortening of the hands and feet of the skinny Fanseng, while the skinny Fanseng needs to be on guard against the invisible things that come and go in Yang Yizhi's hands.
Sharp blade.
Yang Yizhi had been seriously injured by the skinny monk before and vomited blood. He had internal injuries and could not fight for a long time. However, he was free and easy by nature. Seeing that there was no hope of victory, he did not try his best to hold on. Then he became more playful and stopped attacking the key points of Fan monk. Instead, he used his sword in three directions, and after several rounds, he finally succeeded in cutting off the waistband of Fan Monk's pants.
Seeing that Fan Seng's underwear came off, Yang Yizhi hurriedly rolled on the spot, used his knife one after another, completely smashing the opponent's underwear, then stepped back and shouted, "Master is aboveboard, magnanimous and selfless, I am willing to be inferior..." Shi Xuanming had been doing this before. I thought Yang Yizhi was spreading poison, but suddenly I heard that he was spreading white phosphorus. I was a little confused and asked, "Why did he spread white phosphorus?"
Before answering, a white mist suddenly appeared around Fan Monk. At first, Shi Xuanming thought it was Yang Yizhi who had thrown some poisonous powder. But when he took a closer look, he realized that what appeared around Fan Monk was not white mist, but white smoke. Moreover, Yang Yizhi had already retreated away at this time. The white smoke around Fan Monk was not caused by Yang Yizhi's throw, but came from the cassock worn by Fan Monk.
The incident happened so suddenly that Monk Fan didn't react for a moment. Just when he was looking around in confusion and thinking anxiously, his cassock suddenly burst into flames.
It wasn't until Monk Fan's cassock suddenly caught fire that Shi Xuanming remembered that white phosphorus could spontaneously combust in the wind, and finally understood that the reason why Yang Yi threw the white phosphorus was not to seriously injure the opponent, but just to burn the opponent's cassock and make Monk Fan embarrassed in public.
The skinny monk's concentration was truly astonishing. He was only momentarily confused when his cassock was smoking. After his cassock caught fire, he immediately calmed down. He was worried that Yang Yizhi would take advantage of the situation, so he did not try to take off his clothes to put out the fire, but hurriedly He used spiritual energy to try to knock away all the phosphorus powder attached to the cassock.
Although the skinny monk vaguely guessed that what Yang Yizhi was throwing was white phosphorus, he ignored that the white phosphorus spontaneously ignited when the wind blew. The stronger the wind, the fiercer it burned. The swaying spiritual energy not only failed to shake away the phosphorus powder, but caused the fire to skyrocket, and he was instantly burned. Huge fireball package.
The situation was critical, and the skinny monk could not think too much. He hurriedly recited incantations, activated his magical powers to protect his body, and endured the burning fire.
As the instigator, Yang Yizhi's original intention was not to burn Monk Fan to death, but to force the other party to hurriedly act and be embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Monk Fan did not take off the burning cassock in public, but carried it with his magical powers. Monk Fan's move made him It was so unexpected that I forgot to step forward for a moment to make up for it.
After a while, Yang Yizhi came to his senses first, took out the weapon from his waist bag, and held it in his hand. .??.
Seeing Yang Yizhi take out the weapon from his waist bag, everyone outside the venue frowned in confusion, because what Yang Yizhi held in his hand was only a black knife handle, and there was no blade at the front of the handle.
Just a hilt is naturally not a weapon. Seeing Yang Yizhi holding the hilt, he subconsciously thought that the blade at the front of the black hilt was probably invisible to the naked eye, rather than having no blade. However, on second thought, it was wrong, because the hilt It was previously kept in Yang Yizhi's waist pouch. If there really was an invisible blade, wouldn't it be possible to slit the waist pouch?
Just as he frowned and looked at it, the skinny monk on the stage once again stirred up his spiritual energy, shattering and flying away the cassock that had been riddled with holes in the fire.
Seeing this situation, everyone outside the venue just thought that Fan Seng couldn't bear the fire and burned himself in the end. It wasn't until they saw the other party slapping his crotch to put out the fire that they realized that Fan Seng's move was just to keep the last thing to hide his shame. If the fire was allowed to continue burning, for a moment,
After that, I'm afraid Fan Monk won't even have the last piece of underpants left on him.
Although he was not injured by the fire, the skinny monk could not help but look disgraced. His face was darkened by Yang Yizhi, and now the cassock on his body was burned. Although he was wearing shorts to cover his shame, he still looked ugly in front of everyone.
Having lost his wide cassock, Monk Fan couldn't help but feel a lot of embarrassment. However, the crowd outside the venue did not burst into laughter. The reason was that Monk Fan was so skinny that his skin did not turn black or discolored. This shows that this person's body protection was good.
His magical power is so great that he can withstand burning fire.
Just when everyone thought that Monk Fan would be naked on the stage because of
When he rushed to capture Yang Yizhi out of embarrassment, the skinny monk clasped his hands together and sang Buddha again, stood solemnly on the stage, and did not take the initiative to attack.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but take another high look at this skinny monk. You must know that it is difficult for a person to not be influenced and influenced by the outside world. When a person does not care about the outside world's evaluation and opinions of himself, it shows that this
Man has reached a very high state of no self and no other. As long as he wants to do something, no one can stop it, and no one can change it.
"Master, the Cicada Wing Knife is an ancient artifact. It can blow your hair and break your hair. It is indestructible. Don't be careless." Yang Yizhi warned and attacked at the same time.
Until this moment, everyone outside the venue still saw only the handle of the knife in Yang Yizhi's hand, and still could not see the blade at the front of the handle.
Not only could everyone in the audience not see it, but even the monk on the stage seemed to be unable to see the blade. Although Yang Yizhi had warned him in advance, the monk did not defend himself, but simply ignored it. When Yang Yizhi rushed in front of him, he immediately stepped out.
Fight with fists.
Yang Yizhi's Qinggong is much better than that of the skinny Fan Seng. He can move and dodge more flexibly. He sideways avoids Fan Seng's heavy punch and then swings the knife with his backhand.
Since Fan Seng was only wearing a pair of underwear, everyone outside the venue could see at a glance that Fan Seng had two obvious blood marks on his left shoulder and right arm. This shows that the Cicada Wing Knife mentioned by Yang Yizhi is real and is not a bluff.
, and this sword is indeed a magical weapon, even the monk's body-protecting magical power cannot protect his whole body.
Yang Yizhi struck out twice with the sword and succeeded. Without giving the opponent a chance to react, he quickly attacked with the invisible blade.
Suffering the loss first, the skinny monk no longer dared to underestimate the enemy and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual energy to counterattack. Since he could not see the weapon in Yang Yizhi's hand, he could only guess the direction of the blade based on Yang Yizhi's gestures and movements and avoid it.
The skinny monk thought that he would be foolproof by being so cautious, but he was surprised to find that after a few rounds, Yang Yizhi's sword skills were uncertain, and the invisible blade at the front of the black handle also came and went, and was not always there.
This discovery made the skinny monk frown secretly. He must know that not being able to see the opponent's weapon is extremely disadvantageous to himself, and the fact that the opponent can control the presence or absence of the blade at will is even more difficult to guard against.
Not only was Fan Seng secretly frightened, Yang Yizhi was also the same. Although the cicada-wing knife he used was as thin as a cicada wing, it was indestructible. Unexpectedly, when he slashed Fan Seng's body, it could only break the skin and draw blood without damaging the muscles and bones.
Yang Yizhi relied on poison and sword skills. Seeing that his poison skills and sword skills were unable to seriously injure his opponent, he knew that this talisman was not destined for him. However, although he had no hope, he wanted to do his best without leaving any regrets.
Afterwards, the two people on the stage have been fighting fiercely and attacking each other for a long time. In a difficult battle, Yang Yizhi needs to always be on guard against the sudden lengthening or shortening of the hands and feet of the skinny Fanseng, while the skinny Fanseng needs to be on guard against the invisible things that come and go in Yang Yizhi's hands.
Sharp blade.
Yang Yizhi had been seriously injured by the skinny monk before and vomited blood. He had internal injuries and could not fight for a long time. However, he was free and easy by nature. Seeing that there was no hope of victory, he did not try his best to hold on. Then he became more playful and stopped attacking the key points of the monk.
Instead, he used his sword in three directions, and after several rounds, he finally succeeded in cutting off the waistband of Fan Monk's pants.
Seeing Fan Seng's underwear falling off, Yang Yizhi hurriedly rolled on the spot, used his knife one after another, completely smashing the opponent's underwear, then stepped back and shouted, "Master is aboveboard, magnanimous and selfless, I am willing to be the inferior..."