When the fingers and swords touched each other, Hongyan groaned and quickly retreated behind her. She took several steps to stabilize her figure. Although she suffered a loss in one move, she still had some achievements.
Jiumozhi withdrew his right hand, shook his upper body slightly, and nodded: "The girl has very good eyesight, and can see through the mystery of the poor monk's finger, and she also has some wisdom. However, from your sword intention, the poor monk can see
Thinking of someone!"
Hongyan lowered her sword and said quietly: "I wonder who the master is talking about?"
Jiumozhi said with a smile: "Sword Master, Dugu Fang's eldest brother, this person has been extinct for decades, so the poor monk can't be completely sure. It's just that the death energy in your sword intention is not the same as his sword intention.
Quite similar! I wonder what his relationship is with you?"
Hongyan said coldly: "If you want to know, then defeat me first, and I will tell you the relationship between the Sword Master and me!"
Jiumozhi struck again with a faint smile, this time it felt more violent than before. In that faint smile, bursts of killing intent and terrifying pressure were continuously released, and
Even the stone slabs on the ground had cracks appearing one after another, crushing Hongyan continuously.
The strength displayed by Jiumozhi, who had reached the peak of his skills, was simply astonishing. The players at the bottom of the steps had already retreated far away. The only one who could still stand within ten feet of the two people's battle circle was Ye Cheng.
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However, no one paid attention to Ye Cheng at this time. They all looked at the two people on the steps nervously and excitedly. It must be said that this was an extremely gorgeous battle.
At the moment when the energy of the two people collided, Hongyan took action first, not daring to show any slightness. Jiumozhi's finger just now made it obvious that not only was the other party's skill stronger than hers, but his martial arts training was even more profound.
If there are too many, if you don't attack first, after the opponent completely takes the initiative, she will die without a burial place.
Ye Cheng stood quietly ten feet away, watching the two people flying in the sky. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. The strength shown by this beauty was quite powerful. Before he learned to control the power of ice and fire at the same time,
It's definitely a loser. Even so, Ye Cheng doesn't dare to say that he can completely win her over.
Thick death energy spread from Hongyan's sword, and her sword intention turned out to be the rare death energy. She understood the sword intention from life and death, and entered the sword way from the way of death.
Although Jiumozhi was extremely powerful, his attacks were like wild waves crashing on the shore, one slang after another, but he never killed anyone. He stared at Hongyan's sword power with a pair of sharp eyes. Ye Cheng understood this feeling best. He was...
Ye Cheng likes to do this kind of thing deliberately letting go in order to peek at the opponent's swordsmanship.
The confrontation between the two lasted for nearly half an hour, and Jiumozhi's long aura finally gained the advantage. Several flame knives hit Hongyan's sword, knocking her down from mid-air, but did not take her.
's life.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Jiumozhi's eyes shone brightly and he said with a smile: "Girl, I don't care what sect you belong to, I just quit. From today on, you will be a disciple of my Tubo Nyingma sect!"
Hongyan slowly calmed down her restless breath, and her face turned pale. She was currently using up a lot of energy, and was also invaded by Jiumozhi's fire poison. Although she seemed fine on the surface, she was actually seriously injured. It was impossible to resume fighting for a while.
It's powerful.
After hearing what Jiumozhi said, he said coldly: "Since I have a master, I won't bother the national master to worry about it!"
Jiumozhi rubbed the rosary beads in his hand and said proudly: "I know you are a disciple of the Sword Master even if you don't tell me, so what? Our Nyingma sect is the largest sect in Tubo, with tens of thousands of disciples under our sect, and various martial arts
There are countless classics, enough for you to study for a lifetime, and when the time comes, I will recommend you to enter the Potala Palace, where a great master will teach you martial arts. A mere sword master is far behind!"
Hongyan stood proudly and said in a frighteningly calm voice: "Master, don't worry, I still know the meaning of loyalty!"
"Hmph! You little girl, you are really ignorant. How many people want to be my disciples, but they don't have a chance. You actually don't take the fine wine for a toast, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Jiumozhi's face darkened, he turned to look at the monks on the side, and said angrily: "From now on, all the sects in Dali are under the control of Tubo. If this little Tianlong Temple is destroyed, it will be destroyed!"
As he said that, he raised his hand and took pictures of the monks sitting dullly on the ground.
Unexpectedly, Hongyan stepped forward and rushed forward desperately. The long sword in her hand rolled. Countless black energy flowed from her arm and merged into the sword body. A strong black sword energy burst out towards her.
He shot away with Jiumozhi's heart behind him.
Jiumozhi seemed to have eyes on his back. He swung his palm forward with his backhand, and the dark red palm hit the sword's edge. After swinging the sword tip away a little, the red light in his palm suddenly flashed, and the sound of a tiger's roar suddenly sounded.
The energy turned into the shape of a tiger and hit Hongyan's chest heavily.
"Wow--"
At such a close distance, Hongyan was thrown into the air with a scream, and fell heavily on the broken stone floor. The blood from her mouth and nose kept pouring out, dyeing a large piece of the stone floor red.
Jiumozhi's face turned cold, he stretched out his hand to grab Hongyan's neck, and said angrily: "What an ignorant girl, I will spare your life, but you dare to repay kindness with evil!"
Seeing that Jiumozhi was about to grab Hongyan's neck, Ye Cheng in the audience had already made a move. He kicked the pebbles in front of him with his toes, sending his inner energy directly into it and shooting towards Jiumozhi's temples.
He smiled and said: "The majestic Tubo Imperial Master actually bullied a female prostitute here. It's so majestic!"
Jiumozhi didn't even raise his head. A wall of energy suddenly appeared on his right side. He grabbed Hongyan's neck with his right hand. This wall of energy was enough to withstand the Six Finger and Six Meridians Divine Sword. In the astonished eyes of everyone, it was penetrated in an instant.
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This moment immediately shocked Jiumozhi, who was holding out his hand. He hurriedly withdrew his palm, placed it horizontally in front of his temple, and grabbed the stone that was thrown at him. He only felt a burning sensation in his palm, and the spiral energy that was rapidly drilling almost came to an end.
He tore open his body-protecting Qi, his face darkened, he looked sideways, and after a moment he said in shock: "It's you!"
Jiumozhi was shocked not only because he met Ye Cheng here, but also because of his ability, which has grown from a rookie who was at the mercy of others to where he is today. From the vibration of the stone in his hand just now,
Let him understand that the person in front of him is completely different from the old boy.
Ye Cheng smiled lightly and said: "I didn't expect that the Imperial Master would still remember me. It's such an honor!"
Jiumozhi stood up, without even looking at the beauty next to him. He glanced at Ye Cheng's right hand and sneered: "I let you escape last time, but you are not so lucky this time. Hand over the ancient Buddha's holy hand."
, poor monk, spare your life!"
Ye Cheng raised his brows and said with a smile: "The ancient Buddha's holy hand? Maybe it's gone!"
Raising his right hand and opening his sleeve, the metallic luster of the Ancient Demon's hand exudes bursts of black energy, and a thick death energy lingers on the arm. There is no holy breath of Buddhist things. If it is
Demonic things may be more appropriate.
Jiumozhi looked at the hand of the ancient demon in front of him in astonishment and said angrily: "Boy, what on earth did you do?"
Ye Cheng sighed: "What kind of clone of the Eighth Heavenly Demon King has been swallowed, but isn't it good like this? Do you still want it?"
Jiumozhi's face was gloomy, and his fiery breath burst out again, this time even more violently than before. The stone slab under his feet was shattered inch by inch under the pressure of the violent and ferocious energy, and he quickly rushed towards Yecheng.
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Hongyan was the closest to Jiumozhi. How could she resist being seriously injured? She hurriedly stepped aside, swallowed the elixir and silently healed her wounds. She looked at the two people confronting each other with solemn expressions. If Ye Cheng was defeated, Tianlong Temple would be defeated this time.
Including her, no one may be able to escape this disaster. At this moment, she is a little hopeful that Ye Cheng can win, although there was a bit of feud between them in the past.
Feeling the energy turning into a tiger charging towards him, the smile on Ye Cheng's face did not diminish. The nine spiral shadows immediately opened up, and the rapidly rotating Gang Qi layer was like a hurricane, firmly protecting him in the center, forming a world of its own.
"Peng——"
A strong force of energy hit the Gang Qi layer. Ye Cheng's body shook slightly and he said quietly: "The Imperial Master is really impatient, but if you are impatient and can't eat hot tofu, if you want the hand of the ancient demon, then defeat him
How about I, am I confident?"
Jiumozhi's expression became more solemn. Although the attack just now was just a test, he still used 100% of his power. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been blown away by the attack just now.
"It seems that you are very confident, donor, so let me ask the poor monk to meet with you for a while!"
Jiumo finished speaking wisely and stepped heavily on his feet. His whole body was suddenly like an erupting volcano, sweeping in with the power of the collapse of heaven and earth. The hot aura seemed to evaporate all the water vapor between heaven and earth, and even the breath was gone.
It is a blazing flame, burning the heart and lungs.
After all, he was the national master of the Tubo Kingdom. The full-out attack in anger was indeed extremely terrifying. With one punch, the space shook. Even Ye Cheng felt the true energy in his chest and abdomen.
The waves rippled downwards, the blazing heat burned the skin, and the blood in the body evaporated.
The flame knife is a unique skill of the Nyingma sect. I have to admit that Jiumozhi's talent is absolutely frightening. Driven by his skills over the past few decades, he has reached the pinnacle. The continuous aura makes him
Ye Cheng understood that if he wanted to rely on his true energy to defeat the opponent, there would be only a dead end.
However, Ye Cheng came prepared, so how could he be afraid? Although this flame was incredibly hot, it was still inferior to the fire unicorn's flame. It was powerful enough, but unfortunately it was not pure enough.
The air of ice circulated rapidly along the meridians, and the heat in the air immediately reduced a lot. Even the players standing far away felt a coolness at this moment, which reduced the heat in the air. It was indescribable.
Comfortable.
At this time, Jiumozhi was even more frightened. He did not expect Ye Cheng to possess a strange cold power, which was completely opposite to the power of his decades-old flames. If the two came into contact, they would be killed, and even before putting away
He didn't dare to take it lightly, and at this moment he also understood that the other party had grown to be a master on par with him in these days. With a long roar, his arms flipped and he was so quick that he could
