"We are all people at the level of martial saints with strong Taoist hearts. Just use your martial arts to kill me. Stop talking nonsense here!"
Monk Jinren laughed and said.
"Dragon Elephant Seal!"
Immediately, Monk Jin Ren withdrew with a palm, and a strong aura contained the shadow of a dragon and elephant, coming towards the champion to bully him.
His bombardment caused the cassock on his body to bulge, making him look like a protector.
"If you don't use the boxing techniques in the Tathagata Sutra, how can you be my opponent in martial arts!"
The champion said with a smile. As he spoke, his fists moved gracefully, and countless punches rained down on him like raindrops. Then his body jumped up and punched Monk Jinren. “I don’t know what sect your martial arts comes from!”
Monk Jinren said calmly.
Wang Tong on the side could also see that the champion's fist intention was half hidden and half exposed, and it seemed that he never showed his true strength. Moreover, he felt an ancient illusion in the champion's fist intention. p>
There is a feeling that the sun, moon, stars, and the vast world are all integrated into the two fists.
"Is this the fist intention of the Tao of Creation? The appearance of this champion is somewhat similar to Prince Yu. Maybe he is really the emperor's illegitimate son!"
Wang Tong was guessing, but he had never seen the martial arts of Creation Dao, so he couldn't be sure. However, he knew that the battle between the two people in front of him would not be comparable in a short time.
Their auras were very long, but they didn't attack with all their strength. If they wanted to decide the winner, they might have to continue fighting for several days and nights.
The focus of Wang Tong's soul left here and came to the other two ghost fairies to check.
One of them is a dark and thin Taoist priest, with five corpse emperors flying beside him. While flying, these corpse emperors will spit out golden lightsabers from their mouths. Once the enemy's spell hits, they will directly hit the enemy.
Spell detonation!
"Is this the leader of Wugui Dao, Wutong? The weapon in his hand seems to be the Wangui Flag!"
The man he was fighting with was wearing a colorful cloak and had an ordinary appearance, but he had an aquiline nose!
This should be the Condor King who likes to live alone!
Regarding the battle between the two of them, Wang Tong quickly focused on a bag carried behind Wutong. The material of this bag was very similar to human skin.
The mouth of the bag was tied tightly with a rope. The rope was made of unusual material and seemed to be a human root.
There is a powerful yang energy slowly overflowing from that bag 1
"That must be the Qiankun Bag! But how come the Qiankun Bag is made of human skin? Could it be that it is the skin of a human immortal?"
After Wang Tong thought of this, a storm suddenly rose in his heart!
No one in the world has seen what a human immortal looks like or what kind of power it has, but it is known that every part of a human immortal’s body is a supreme treasure!
After cultivating as a Martial Saint to the realm of Human Immortal, everything on your body will undergo a rebirth!
The two people in front of me are both at a very high level of Taoism. One is one of the eight great ghost immortals in the world, and the other is the master of Wugui Dao. They are both very powerful. However, not long ago, Wang Tong single-handedly fought against
He killed four ghosts and fairies without getting hurt.
His heart is already full of confidence.
Just when the battle between the two of them was inextricably linked, Wutong roared, and several extremely thick black energy burst out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag in his hand, just like several big black dragons!
These black dragons surrounded the body of the Condor King and suppressed all the energy on his body.
At the same time, the disciples of Wugui Dao also defeated the disciples of Zhengdao and Fang Xiandao. Their souls were all hooked by the opponent's Yin Shao. If they did not return to their own bodies, they might be killed by others.
Take away the soul.
"Return to your body quickly! Otherwise, I can't imagine the consequences in the future!"
Zhang Boheng and Xiao Anran roared together.
"Brother Boheng, you exorcise the inner demons of these disciples, and I will deal with these demons!"
After Xiao Anran roared, a red long sword suddenly flew up behind him. When the long sword was activated, countless sparks suddenly burst out from it, jumping like fireworks.
After the whole sword flew up, the red rainbow it dragged out looked like a dragon!
All the surrounding ghost chains will be shattered by the impact!
This sword is entirely made of blood-patterned steel and is the famous Yuanyang Sword!
As the leader of Fang Xiandao, Xiao Anran is really famous all over the world for the power of this sword!
"This Yuanyang Sword is so powerful!"
"But it's still much worse than the Impermanence Sword!"
Wang Tong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, unconsciously compared this sword with the swords he had encountered before.
"The Supreme Demon Lord is coming!"
Wutong has more than just Wangui Lingqi behind him. Once he takes action, he has endless means.
The thicker black mist emerged from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag and turned into a black head like a hill!
This head is not a human head, it looks more like a bull's head, with a ferocious muzzle and fangs looming in the mouth.
This pair of eyes opened and closed slightly, and there was a sense of desolation in them.
After the head appeared, he immediately opened his mouth, and the tongue made of black energy gently rolled the Yuanyang Sword, and then rolled it up!
"I think your Yuanyang Sword is very good. I like it very much, so I will reluctantly accept it with a smile!"
Wutong laughed arrogantly.
"You are so ignorant. Your head is not completely refined, so you want to take away my Yuanyang Sword with this thing! You are really dreaming!"
Although Xiao Anran's words were not lost, a lot of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. It can be seen that the power of the Supreme Demon Lord's Head used by Wutong is very terrifying.
Wang Tong also saw the head of this demon god. When imagining any demon god, there is an original artistic conception in it. He doesn't know what the artistic conception of this supreme demon is.
While Wang Tong was savoring it carefully, Xiao Anran also offered up his treasure from the bottom of the box. As the leader of Fang Xiandao, he naturally has some methods that he would only use as a last resort.
"Yuanyang Giant Axe! Open!"
As he roared, his figure immediately began to skyrocket, and his body continued to grow larger, becoming the appearance of a Yuanyang Taoist. It seemed that some secret method had been used to stimulate the blood in his body!
This Yuanyang Dao Zun method transformed with his own body is more real than what is imagined by the soul.
It's like the real Taoist Yuanyang descended into the world.
Finally, his body shook and he grabbed a huge ax in the void.
This ax is engraved with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and even vaguely contains many worlds.
Layers upon layers, magnificent.
Wang Tong faced this giant ax and felt the power on it that could cut a whole world into pieces.
Fang Xiandao’s Yuanyang secret method is really terrifying!
With a swing of the big ax, the grinning head of the Supreme Demon Lord was immediately chopped into pieces and turned into countless black smoke.
Xiao Anran's figure recovered. He waved and the Yuanyang Sword returned to his palm. However, he did not continue to use the bombardment because he had consumed too much just now.
"Little Anran, your Yuanyang giant ax is indeed terrifying, but you can't transform it into a real Yuanyang divine ax. Otherwise, the ax just now could kill me directly!"
Wutong's sharp voice came again, and the black aura scattered around him wrapped his body and the bodies of the other three Wugui Dao elders and flew away directly!
Their speed is so fast that the ghosts and immortals present have no chance to catch up!
"This is the escape technique of ten thousand ghosts!"
The Condor King opened his mouth and said.
"Let's surround Monk Jinren together. Although Wutong escaped, his soul was injured by my Yuanyang giant axe, and he couldn't run far!"
As he spoke, Xiao Anran took out a jade bottle from his body, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully. His overdrawn soul felt better now.
The medicine in this jade bottle is the same as the supreme treasure soul-soothing incense in the Zen Temple. As long as you smell it, you can heal your soul.
Just when everyone was preparing to join forces to besiege Monk Jin Ren, the champion Hou spoke:
"King Condor, you use the gourd of creation, go with Xiao Anran and Zhang Boheng to hunt down Wutong and snatch back the Qiankun bag. I want to compete with Master Jinren here!"
"Yes!"
The Condor King immediately took out the gourd of good fortune from his arms, and the bodies of several people got into it, and all of them disappeared immediately.
"There are experts inside!"
When the gourd of creation was opened, Wang Tong clearly noticed some extremely powerful auras inside it, which meant that there were masters hidden inside!
And this, these masters are the trump cards used to make a comeback at critical moments!
"Those people should be strong martial saints!"
Wang Tong said to himself that when he jumped out of the gourd to kill the enemy, only the powerful warriors hiding in it were more lethal, so Wang Tong concluded this.
However, the Martial Saint will fall, but the ghosts and immortals will not. There are very few Martial Saints in this world. I don’t know who the Martial Saint among them is!
"Could it be that Wang Xuanji didn't work?"
Wang Tong guessed, but he quickly overturned this assumption. Wang Xuanji was stationed in the capital and had to go to court every day, so it was impossible to lose sight of him every day.
Moreover, those few auras just now were not as powerful as Wang Xuanji in Wang Tong’s impression!
"You are here to show me your fair fight, not because you want to defeat me and then let me work for you!"
Monk Jinren suddenly spoke.
"Of course, master, everyone around me has gone now, you can rest assured to use all your strength! We should have a real competition!"
"Actually, Qiankun Bag is not that important to me. Being able to prove my own martial arts and improve my own strength under the master's hand is what I care about most!"
Champion Hou smiled lightly.
"Your young man's magnanimity and martial arts skills are indeed rare, and your combat power is slightly higher than mine. It's similar to Wang Xuanji back then. If it weren't for the enmity between Daqian and Dazen Temple, I wouldn't want to fight you.
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Monk Jinren praised.
Just as the two of them were cherishing each other and talking, a golden sword energy suddenly appeared in the void and headed towards the champion.
It’s really the daughter of the Peacock King, Xin Yuxian’s Five Elements Sword Pill.
"Xin Yuxian! If you come to provoke me at this time, you are simply seeking death!"
Champion Hou said coldly.
"Champion Hou! You are the biggest enemy of our Yunmeng Kingdom. I will kill you immediately. Qiankun Bagai is good, but killing you is more important to our Yunmeng Kingdom!"
Xin Yuxian's cold voice came from the sword energy. After the golden sword light bombarded, it turned into countless golden sword rains. Thousands of sword rains lined the air. It seemed that the power was much stronger than when he fought with Wang Tong before.
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Everyone is making progress!
This rain of swords in the sky is undoubtedly thousands of people, holding strong bows, shooting at the champion. If nothing happens, then today's champion will definitely die!
He is not a ghost, and he cannot fly to the sky or escape from the earth.
I can only bear it forcefully!
But at this moment, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the champion's mouth. His mouth was slightly opened, and you could clearly see that the surrounding air was gathering towards his chest.
"Roar!"
In the next breath, the champion let out a roar, and powerful airflow spurted out from his mouth. These airflows contained terrifying power and boiling masculine blood.
After taking this bite, a strong wind blew up around him. After the powerful sound waves invaded Wang Tong's brain, his soul was shaken, and he was almost shattered by this roar!
It feels like your body is being hugged by a very powerful person. You want to do something but you can’t break away from the other person’s strength!
"The roar of the Martial Saint is so powerful!"
For a time, Wang Tong was unable to use Taoism under this roaring body.
If he hadn't been a ghost fairy, he would have been completely shattered by this roar!
After the golden rain of swords in the sky invaded, the roaring sound waves and the masculine energy in them were dissolved into wisps of golden mist, overflowing into the void.
There is no way to cause the slightest harm to the champion!
"Champion Lord! Your roar is pretty good! But General Bi Shihua and I are going to kill you today, and you will be doomed!"
"You alone shouldn't be able to withstand the three of us taking action together!"
While they were talking, the figures of Xin Yuxian and Black Wolf King had slowly walked out of a corner of the square.
"Hahaha! Do you think you two are enemies of Master Jin Ren and me? I deliberately sent all my men away because I knew someone would take action in secret!"
"Master, why don't we kill these two people first, and then let's have a good fight between us!"
The champion said to Monk Jin Ren.
"I have exactly what I mean!"
Monk Jinren spoke.
"Monk Jinren, are you confused? Daqian destroyed the Dazen Temple, and now we want to kill the champion, but you join forces with him here?"
Black Wolf King and Xin Yuxian were a little confused.