"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Haotian Zhengfa, thunder is coming!"
Wang Xu killed the Lord of the Demon Compass, and the three elders of the Shenxiao sect over there also summoned the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Under the law of heaven, Thunder's punishment is a first-rate offensive magical power.
In an instant, the entire sky changed color, and thousands of thunderbolts fell from the sky, comparable to heavenly punishment.
Boom boom boom!!
The Demon Dao of the White Lotus Sect, headed by the Red-faced Dharma King, bore the brunt of the thunder. Among them, the weaker Kapok Sutra Master and Caihui Sutra Master even resisted several divine thunders and then retreated with vomiting blood. Their momentum was sluggish and they were obviously seriously injured.
The condition of the other four people is better, but they are still somewhat injured. Even the strongest red-faced Dharma King among the six people is still in ragged clothes and angry. If the six people did not work together to resist the thunder method, only one or two people would be able to resist the thunder method.
If you take it, you can't guarantee that you will be killed in one encounter. It is really a powerful thunder method.
"Surround them and don't give them a chance to escape."
Seeing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder's achievements, everyone flew up one after another.
The three old monks from Mount Wutai even sat cross-legged in the void in perfect form, transforming into a giant Buddha under the flickering golden light, suppressing the void and preventing their escape.
The red-faced Dharma King looked up and saw three monks from Mount Wutai blocking time and space. The three elders of Shenxiao were the main attackers, and there were three great scholars on the side responsible for containment.
Coupled with Wang Xu standing proudly on the marching boat, and the guard commander holding a silver halberd and looking at him eagerly, his side was in a tough battle, both in terms of cards and numbers.
"Dharma King, what should I do?"
The most seriously injured Kapok Sutra master, half of his body was scorched by the thunder and fire, asked the red-faced Dharma King with a ferocious face.
The red-faced Dharma King had a look of hatred on his face. After looking around for a week, his eyes fell on Kapok Sutra Master and Caihui Sutra Master. He said solemnly: "The situation is not good for us. If we continue to fight, no one will be able to leave. Kapok Sutra Master, Caihui Sutra Master
Lord, the time has come for you to devote yourself to the Holy Religion.”
Kapok Sutra Master and Caihui Sutra Master looked at each other. Among the six people present, they were the most seriously injured. If anyone wanted to stay and break up the rear, obviously these two were the most suitable.
"Two sutra leaders, please rest assured. The leader's magic is so powerful that he can even bring back saints who died in battle. Even if you fall into reincarnation, the leader will let you come back again."
The ancient capital Dharma King, who was in the form of an old man, saw the hesitation of the two and said expressionlessly.
"It is our honor to devote ourselves to the Holy Religion."
Upon hearing this, the two scripture masters immediately put aside their hesitation and acted like fanatical believers.
Here, six masters from the Three Ways and Three Confucianisms were already coming. The two sutra masters who no longer hesitated shouted loudly and advanced to meet them instead of retreating.
And unlike the normal state, light blue flames burned on the bodies of Kapok Sutra Master and Caihui Sutra Master. Under this terrifying blue fire, even the space became unstable.
The three elders of Shenxiao who rushed up looked at it, their expressions changed, and they exclaimed: "Burn the soul?"
The exercises of the White Lotus Sect are half Buddha and half Taoist. They also have a soul. For senior monks, the soul is the root of everything. As long as the soul is not lost and the body is destroyed, it doesn't matter.
In ordinary battles, monks cannot easily use their soul to fight, let alone consume their basic burning soul.
I saw that after burning the soul, his strength was only average in the fifth level, not even as good as the two Sutra Masters of the Poison Dragon Ancestor. The power on his body was superimposed layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, he had an aura that was no less than that of the late fifth level.
"Who dares to fight with me!"
The two sutra masters burned their souls and looked as ferocious as mad demons. One of them pounced on the three great scholars, and the other pounced on the three Taoist kings.
Yizhen Taoist Master of Shenxiao Sect rushed forward, and when he saw Master Caihui Sutra rushing towards him, he was frightened and backed away. He said in shock: "You are crazy. You are burning your soul to fight. Aren't you afraid that your soul will be scattered?"
"Without further ado!"
Master Caihui Sutra was desperate. After burning his soul, he chased the Red-faced Dharma King with all his strength. He was attacking and not defending, and the three elders of Shenxiao were unable to parry the attack.
It's not that they can't resist, it's that no one is willing to resist the Caihui Sutra master who is trapped in a corner.
After all, the power of the soul is limited. Burning the soul is equivalent to using the disintegration method. As long as you can resist it, the opponent will burn up the soul and die without hitting him.
The three elders of the Shenxiao sect have not yet lived enough. When the outcome has been decided, how can they touch the rubble with porcelain? They were really restrained and unable to move for a while.
Similarly, the master of the Kapok Sutra was in the same situation. He stood up to the awe-inspiring righteousness of the three great scholars and went on a rampage risklessly.
The three great scholars frowned slightly. They were not afraid of death, but they did not want to use their useful bodies to fight to the death with the Kapok Sutra Master.
For a time, the three monks of Mount Wutai blocked time and space, and the six masters of Confucianism and Taoism were held back by the two sutra masters of Burning Yuanshen. They really had no way to deal with the four red-faced Dharma Kings.
"withdraw..."
The Red-faced Dharma King made a prompt decision and led the remaining three senior White Lotus Sect leaders directly towards the three holy monks of Mount Wutai, intending to break the blockade and retreat calmly.
On the marching boat, Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and hesitated whether to take action.
If he takes action, it will be enough to contain the remaining Dao Nan Sutra masters. By then, only the Red Faced Dharma King, the Ancient Capital Dharma King, and the Jinzhong Dharma King will be left, and they may not be able to break through the interception of the three holy monks of Mount Wutai.
"Killing the Demon Compass Master has already given me a lot of limelight. If I stop the Red-faced Dharma King and his party, I will attract too much hatred. The White Lotus Cult Master is not a soft-hearted person. If I attract too much hatred, I will attract the White Lotus Cult Master.
It wouldn't be nice to take action against me."
Wang Xu hesitated and decided not to take action.
The White Lotus Sect has nothing to do with him. One attack is enough. He can't be allowed to be the main force.
In terms of strength, Wang Xu is not afraid of the fifth level, but it is not enough for the sixth level. Wang Xu will also feel a headache if he offends the White Lotus Sect so badly and attracts the revenge of the old monster of the White Lotus Sect.
"Liu Hong, go..."
Seeing Wang Xu standing with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see anything, Wu Shan could only give instructions to the commander of the guards around him.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Liu Hong held a silver halberd in his hand and stepped on the void to reach the red-faced Dharma King.
The Red-faced Dharma King was leading a team to attack the defense line of the three holy monks in Mount Wutai. When he felt the sharp edge coming from behind, he swiped back the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.
Boom!!
The weapons met, and the Red-faced Dharma King took three steps back, while Liu Hong took seven steps back.
"Warrior!" The red-faced Dharma King tightened his grip on the vajra, with a solemn look on his face.
Liu Hong also felt uncomfortable. His strength was obviously not as good as the Scarlet Faced Dharma King. This time he suffered a slight loss in a head-to-head encounter. He said in a deep voice: "The Eighth Turn of the White Lotus Kung Fu, the body becomes a saint!"
Buddhism and Taoism, in addition to magical powers, also have magical powers to protect the body and sanctify the body.
From this confrontation, Liu Hong realized that the Red-faced Dharma King was not only powerful in magic and proficient in the art of moving mountains and seas, but he also practiced the method of physical sanctification.
"Your Highness, who is this Liu Hong? He looks like he comes from a famous family!"
On the marching boat, Wang Xu and Wu Shan stood side by side and suddenly became very interested in Liu Hong.
Before, when Liu Hong saw the Thunder Technique of the Three Elders of Shenxiao, he could instantly recognize it as the Thunder Technique of Shenxiao. Now when he fought with the Red-faced Dharma King, he recognized the Eighth Turn White Lotus Skill of the Red-faced Dharma King.
Well informed.
"Ask him!"
In the Confucian world, literature is respected. Wu Shan was born in a royal family and was taught by Confucianism. He was not interested in warriors like Liu Hong. He said lightly: "Liu Hong is a general of the imperial army. After guarding the palace, I opened the government and established the Yamen.
Since there is no capable manpower, the Forbidden Army temporarily seconded him here, and he is responsible for my safety on weekdays."
After hearing this, Wang Xu secretly thought that it was a pity. If Liu Hong was not a warrior but a scholar, he would have been regarded as an honored guest by Wu Shan long ago.
The warriors in the Confucian world are very embarrassed, because they have never produced a saint-level being, and their background is much worse than the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, which have literary sages, Taoist sages, and Buddhist sages.
Similarly, due to the lack of a way forward, the path of a warrior is cut off at the sixth level. At the fifth level, one can become a master among the world's few.
Wang Xu was originally a warrior. When he saw Liu Hong, who was also a warrior but could only act as a lackey, for some reason he thought of Yang Zhi, who wanted to revitalize his family, and Lin Chong, who wanted to serve the country.
Yang Zhi and Lin Chong in Water Margin were both talented generals, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, when culture was valued over martial arts, it was difficult to display their special skills. In the end, they could only fall into the trap of bandits and die in frustration.
Isn't it true that the Liu Hong in front of him is no less powerful than the three monks of Mount Wutai, the three elders of the Shenxiao sect, Ma, Xiao, and Fang, but he is treated like a servant, which is pitiful.