As Wuhua's voice fell, there was an invisible force that restrained Ye Qiu's actions.
For a moment, Ye Qiu felt that he was imprisoned.
"What a powerful Buddhist magical power." Ye Qiu snorted coldly, his body glowed with golden light, and he broke free from his imprisonment.
"Are you really going to stop me?" Ye Qiu looked at Wuhua with unkind eyes.
Wu Hua smiled and said: "Donor Ye, please show your noble hand and spare Prince Wei's life."
"I said, I will kill him today." Ye Qiu was determined and stepped down with his right foot.
At this time, Wuhua reached out with his finger, and a ray of white light roared out, blocking Ye Qiu's feet, like a steel plate, preventing Ye Qiu's right foot from falling.
"Wuhua, I respect you as a Buddhist, so I don't care about you. If you stop me again and again, don't blame me for being merciless." Ye Qiu was angry.
Wuhua Dao: "Amitabha, Buddhism forbids killing, why should the donor be persistent?"
Ye Qiu sneered and said: "I am not a Buddhist, and I do not abstain from killing. Anyone who is my enemy will be sent to hell."
Wuhua Dao: "Almsgiver Ye, your murderous nature is too strong and it is not a good thing. Please listen to the advice of the young monk, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"I said, I'm not a Buddhist, and I won't listen to what you say. Wuhua, this matter has nothing to do with you, please stop interfering, otherwise, I will be rude to you."
Ye Qiu had already thought about it. If Wu Hua still stopped him, he would kill Wu Hua as well.
After all, he has killed so many people, and he doesn't mind killing one more person.
"Almsgiver Ye, let's do this. You let Prince Wei go and let the monk owe you a favor. How about that?" Wu Hua asked again.
"I don't need the favor you owe me. I just want his life." As he spoke, Ye Qiu raised his right foot, secretly activated his power, and then stepped down quickly.
"boom!"
The white light emitted by Wuhua shattered on the spot, and Ye Qiu's right foot went straight to Wei Wuji's head.
"Golden bell!" Wuhua stretched out his hand and pointed, and a ball of Buddha's light burst out from his fingertips, turning into a golden bell and covering Wei Wuji.
Ye Qiu's right foot stepped on the golden bell.
"when!"
A deafening sound sounded.
The golden bell did not move at all.
"I want to see how long you can stop me?" Ye Qiu stopped being polite and punched out.
A strong light erupted from his fist, like a big mountain, and hit the golden bell hard, causing the golden bell to tremble and create ripples, like a huge stone thrown into the lake.
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However, apart from trembling, the golden bell did not break. As for Wei Wuji, who was protected by the golden bell, he was unscathed.
"What a strong defense."
Ye Qiu was a little shocked.
The punch he just punched was powerful enough to defeat a monk in the first realm of Dongtian. However, it failed to blow open the golden bell. In fact, not even a single crack appeared. The defense was astonishing.
"It seems that if you want to kill Wei Wuji, you must first deal with this monk."
Ye Qiu thought of this, turned around suddenly, and stared at Wuhua, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Donor Ye, as a practitioner, you should be pure in heart and have few desires. If you are too murderous, you will easily fall into the devil."
Wuhua didn't seem to see the murderous intent in Ye Qiu's eyes. His eyes were extremely clear, and when he spoke, he felt like a spring breeze, as if it could purify people's souls.
"Let me ask you one last time, do you really want to be my enemy?" Ye Qiu said coldly.
Wu Hua smiled and said: "Donor Ye, you have misunderstood. I don't want to be your enemy. On the contrary, I really want to make you a friend, Donor Ye."
Ye Qiu said: "In that case, then don't stop me from killing Wei Wuji."
Wu Hua said: "There is a saying in Buddhism that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. What's more, the young monk is an old friend of Prince Wei. I want to save his life, but I hope that the donor can do it."
"I also said that I will kill him. It seems that we can't be friends anymore." When Ye Qiu finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a heavenly sword unsheathed, full of peerless edge.
"Amitabha." Wuhua clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice. In an instant, a golden bell appeared on the surface of his body, protecting him within it.
"Do you think I really can't break through your defense?" After Ye Qiu said that, he raised his fist and rushed out.
Since you prevent me from killing someone, I will kill you first.
"The young monk has no intention of fighting with the young monk. Since the young monk wants to compete with the young monk, the young monk has no choice but to accompany him." Wuhua also rushed towards Ye Qiu.
In an instant, the two people collided.
The war broke out.
Ye Qiu's fists were fierce and domineering, hitting the golden bell, bursting out with surging power, and the blow was like a blast from the sky.
It took three punches.
Ye Qiucai smashed Wuhua's golden bell, and then moved forward with his fist, hitting Wuhua.
"King Kong Demon-Suppressing Fist!"
Not only did Wuhua react quickly, but he also used a set of Buddhist boxing techniques, which were also extremely hard and fierce. He kept colliding with Ye Qiu's fists without falling behind at all.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Every time the fists of the two collide, sparks fly, like two stars colliding, with terrifying power.
"This monk is so amazing, he can actually block the little brat's fist." Master Changmei exclaimed.
Mo Tianji looked solemn and said, "If I want to kill him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
Hearing this, Lin Daniao was shocked: "Little Toothpick, are you saying that Big Brother can't kill Wuhua?"
"It's hard to say." Mo Tianji said: "Wuhua is a disciple of the Holy Monk of Lingshan. Despite his young age, he is extremely talented and has mastered many Buddhist magical powers. Even if my elder brother can kill him, I'm afraid he will have to pay a heavy price.
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Lin DaNiao was a little worried and said, "How about we think of a way to help big brother?"
"Don't cause more trouble." Master Changmei said: "We can't get involved in a battle of their level, so rushing to help will only distract the little bastard."
"Let the little brat do it by himself, I believe in him."
"As long as they are at the same level, it doesn't matter whether he has a lightning body, a natural sword body, or a Buddhist disciple from the Great Thunder Sound Temple, they are all rubbish."
the other side.
Yun Xi stared at the sky with her beautiful eyes, her beautiful face full of worry.
She knew very well that compared to Wei Wuji, An Ruoxi and others, Wuhua was not even a bit stronger, and he also had many Buddhist magical powers, which was difficult to deal with.
Seeing that Ye Qiu and Wuhua exchanged more than a hundred moves in a short period of time, they were evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other.
"Wuhua is a very powerful enemy. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Changsheng to defeat him in a short time. How about I help him?"
Thinking of this, Yun Xi clenched the long sword in her hand and stared at the two fighting in the air for a while. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold and she pulled out the Seven-Colored Fierce Sun Sword in her hand.
