Chapter 460 The Confucian School's Large Brush and the Buddhist Golden Bowl
Chapter 460 Confucianism’s Big Pen and Buddhism’s Golden Bowl
The mountain seal was suspended in mid-air and spinning wildly. The whole body erupted with bright golden light, exuding the power of destroying the heaven and the earth. It could be seen that this old man from the Confucian sect was really serious.
On the other side, the old man from the Buddhist sect urged the cassock with all his strength, spinning rapidly on top of Ye Feng's head. White light shot out from the cassock and enveloped Ye Feng, thereby restraining Ye Feng and preventing him from moving.
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In fact, with Ye Feng's current fighting power, as long as he is willing, he can break free from the shackles of this cassock, but he has not done so. Maybe it is dangerous in the eyes of others, but it is not easy for Ye Feng.
a chance.
Yes, ordinary people think that although he will lose, in fact, Ye Feng is not fighting, but more like a kind of training, practicing in the battle to improve.
No matter how much bound white light the cassock emitted, Ye Feng used the Shinto Heavenly Edict Scroll to absorb the source of this energy.
Boom!
The Confucian Mountain Seal flew directly across the sky and was about to completely suppress Ye Feng.
"The Sword of the King!" Ye Feng's eyes condensed, he gathered the Sword of the King again, and then slashed out with a sword in the air.
The sword force like a comet swept towards the mountain seal, but this time it was unable to shake the huge and terrifying mountain seal. At this time, the mountain seal not only became larger in size, but even the densely packed golden boys on it were all there.
It emits a strange light.
"Hmph, you are too ignorant to even try to break my Confucian mountain seal!" The Confucian old man snorted coldly, and between the seals with his hands, the mountain seal rushed over again.
It has to be said that this Confucian old man is an old monster who has lived for more than three hundred years. His cultivation is already unfathomable, even compared to the elders of the four ancient tribes.
Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his right hand after a sneer. At the same time, all five hundred acupuncture points in his body were burning, and his aura was horribly improved at this moment, and even his whole body was swelled by the powerful momentum.
Swing up.
"Emperor Shenlong Fist!"
As soon as he punched out, an excited dragon roar erupted in the void, and an almost substantial dragon-headed fist roared out and rushed out, instantly sending the mountain seal flying away.
What was even more shocking was that the Confucian Mountain Seal that flew straight backward suddenly exploded with a bang. Even the Confucian old man had to avoid it temporarily due to the terrifying impact.
With a sharp edge, his figure swept away a hundred meters away.
At this moment, not only the disciples of the nine ancient martial arts sects were shocked, but even the people of the four ancient clans all had their eyes widened, with incredible looks on their faces.
Hong Tian, the ancient Hong family, couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... how is this possible? It's not like I haven't learned the Emperor Divine Dragon Fist from this boy named Ye before. At that time, it was not as strong as it is now!"
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Hong Gaishi on the side couldn't help but sneer after hearing this: "Now you should understand that for a truly peerless genius, his cultivation will never stagnate, but will continue to grow all the time.
So you want to surpass him, hum..."
Hong Gaishi didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but his meaning was obviously obvious. Hong Tian couldn't help but grit his teeth after hearing this. As for Hong Jiutian, who was beaten by Ye Feng on the top of the Forbidden City and fled, his face was even more expressionless.
A look of deathly despair emerged.
When he was beaten and fled, Hong Jiutian still thought about redoubling his efforts to improve his cultivation after going back so that he could fight to the death with Ye Feng one day and get back the humiliation he had suffered before. But now he knew that,
In fact, not only is he making progress, Ye Feng's progress is even hundreds of times higher than him.
So Hong Jiutian was desperate, and he finally knew that he was afraid that he would have no hope of revenge in this life. Of course, he was not the only one who felt despair at this time. Hong Tian beside him also felt the same way.
There was a look of unwillingness on his face.
Hong Gaishi, on the other hand, was very excited. He clenched his fist slightly and said: "Okay, very good. This boy named Ye is really unusual. No wonder the old man Long in the small mountain village in the northwest values him so much. This is the only way.
Only those who are qualified to be my opponent!"
Others feel scared or even desperate when they see a strong opponent, but this Hong Gaishi is just the opposite. The stronger the opponent, the stronger his desire to fight, and even the stronger his fighting power. This shows that he is outstanding.
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At the same time, over at the Bu family, a tall woman wearing a blue dress couldn't help but have a strange light in her eyebrows. She said secretly: "Ye Feng is really unusual.
Very good, now we have an opponent to fight with."
It is a pity that this Bu family woman has always covered her face so that her true face cannot be clearly seen, but looking at her long flowing hair, tall body, and her unworldly look, you can tell with just one glance that she is
She is absolutely a stunning beauty.
At this moment, the most shocked person on top of the Buddha was of course the old man from the Buddha Sect. He was completely shocked. After a long while, he shouted in shock: "How is this possible? How is this possible? You kid obviously
Aren't I bound by the Buddhist curse cassock? How could you still be able to mobilize your own spiritual energy and cast spells!"
By this time, everyone could see that what Ye Feng used was not energy at all, but spiritual energy, and the quantity and quality of his spiritual energy were quite high. In other words, Ye Feng at this time was also a
He is a Taoist, and his attainments are already quite profound.
Ye Feng couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth and sneered: "It's just a tattered cassock, but you want to trap me. Are you overestimating yourself or underestimating others?"
The old man of the Buddha Sect actually nodded slightly and said: "Indeed, I underestimated you. I didn't expect that your cultivation strength has already reached this bottom. You are less than thirty years old. It is really unbelievable."
The Confucian old man suspended in the sky also said: "It is indeed very strong. It has forced us all to the bottom of this level. If this is the case, there will be no more holds back!"
Using the skill of speaking, the Confucian old man waved his hand, and a pen appeared directly in his hand. This pen looked simple and old, not like a treasure at all. Even if it was thrown on the road, it would be regarded as trash.
Sold.
However, when the Confucian old man shook his wrist, the pen burst out with bright golden light. Then he shook his wrist continuously and began to write crazily in the void, writing each word one by one.
And an even more incredible scene appeared. The written words did not disperse, but actually suspended in mid-air. What was even more terrifying was that every word contained terrifying power.
When the elders of the Confucian sect saw this, they couldn't help but sigh: "The elder is finally willing to use this pen. It seems that the situation has been decided."
The elders of other sects did not know the origin of this pen, so they all asked: "May I ask what the origin of this pen is?"
The Confucian elder smiled very proudly and said: "The origin of this pen is incredible. It was passed down from ancient times. It is said to be an immortal pen. As for its power, you will see it later.
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At the same time, the old Buddhist monk waved his right hand, and a golden bowl appeared in the palm of his hand. The golden bowl was slightly larger than the mouth of the bowl. The whole body showed a dark golden color. It was also an extremely simple magic weapon.
"Since that cassock can't trap you, let's take a look at this golden bowl and see what else you can do to escape from my Five Finger Mountain!" As he spoke, the old man from the Buddhist sect waved his hand, and the golden bowl flew straight away.
It flew out and was on top of Ye Feng's head in an instant.
I have to say that these are two old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. It doesn’t matter that they are powerful in cultivation, but their background is also so profound. These treasures are really endless.
However, at this moment, Ye Feng still has an expression on his face. Fortunately, his cultivation level has been improved after practicing in seclusion yesterday. Both his spiritual energy and mental strength have been substantially enhanced. Otherwise, it is really difficult to say that he can cope with it.
Gotta come over.
The golden bowl was spinning crazily, and the mouth of the bowl was downwards, shooting out a golden light, which instantly landed on Ye Feng's head.
At this moment, a shocking scene appeared for Ye Feng. His whole body was directly enveloped and restrained by the golden light, and he could no longer move.
But even so, Ye Feng still didn't panic at all. It was obvious that he was mentally prepared. The mental power nuclei in the sea of consciousness were spinning crazily to the extreme, and the mental power immediately surged out like a tide, and in an instant he shot the golden bowl.
The golden light that comes out is wrapped in reverse.
At the same time, the Shinto Tianzhao scroll was opened and began to quickly absorb the golden light energy emitted by the golden bowl.
Regarding all this, the old man of the Buddhist sect obviously did not realize it. Seeing this, Ye Feng dared to conclude that these two people probably did not have the mental strength to condense. In comparison, Ye Feng obviously occupied a metaphysical height.
At this moment, both old men still felt that he had been imprisoned and could no longer move, especially the old man from the Buddha Sect, who was running the golden bowl with all his strength, and golden lights fell crazily and enveloped Ye Feng.
"Take action quickly and kill this kid completely to avoid endless troubles in the future!" the old man of the Buddha sect gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.
In fact, there was no need for him to remind him. Just when the golden light from the golden bowl fell on Ye Feng, the Confucian old man a hundred meters away waved his hand, and the written words flew directly towards Ye Feng.
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Seeing this situation, Ye Feng didn't know what it meant. Once these Confucian characters rushed over, they would explode immediately. With such terrifying lethality, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.
Almost without thinking, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, his whole body rose into the sky, and then he punched out.
Boom...
The majestic dragon-headed fist roared and rushed towards the writings in front, causing the large Confucian characters to explode on the spot.
In an instant, a series of shocking loud noises resounded in the void like thunder on the ground. The terrifying aftermath of the explosion spread out, and the sky and the earth changed color. Fortunately, the two sides were actually fighting in mid-air, and the impact could not reach below. Otherwise, the entire Buddha
The sect must be destroyed.
The old Buddhist man was shocked again, gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "Impossible, impossible, my golden bowl has clearly imprisoned you, why can you still move!"
Ye Feng couldn't help but sneered: "Do you think that, as I've told you before, you think that after living for hundreds of years, you can really despise all self-righteousness?"
The old Buddhist man couldn't help but froze in place, obviously stimulated by these words.
At the same time, the old man from the Confucian sect was still writing frantically with the big Confucian pen in his hand. He wrote out the big characters of Confucian sect one by one, and then rushed towards Ye Feng.
Each of these big Confucian characters contains terrifying power. Now this old man from the Confucian sect wrote them out desperately, and in an instant there were densely packed big characters in the void.
And an even more terrifying scene appeared. As the Confucian old man's seal condensed, these densely packed characters merged rapidly, and in an instant they turned into a vast golden character.
