"The Emperor's Sword is nothing more than that..." Ye Xingchen sneered twice, his eyes were like lightning, and the majestic fist intention condensed on him, he raised his hand and punched Zhu Wuji again.
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
When he heard the bones on his body making a crackling sound, Zhu Wuji's pupils also contracted violently, and he said in a condensed voice: "Holy Body?"
"Zhu Wuji, what's the matter with you?" After the White Elephant King was forced to take a few steps back, his long-haired elephant face became ferocious, and he said angrily: "What kind of ancestor of the human emperor, even
You can’t even take down a kid from the Star King Realm, but you still have the nerve to rob the Witch God Palace from us?”
"Fart... do you even know what the Holy Body is?" Zhu Wuji roared with an aggrieved look on his face. The Emperor's Sword in his hand turned into hundreds of sword shadows with a 'buzz', and faced it.
Ye Xingchen swept over. Compared to the Elephant Temple, their 'dedicated' letters had countless records, so they were clearly aware of the horror of the Holy Body.
"Father, my daughter is here to help you." A coquettish voice came in from the door of Shura Hall, and the little princess Xianchao just came to the door and saw Ye Xingchen inside, her pretty face suddenly changed.
There was a flash of ecstasy, and then, when she saw that her father was unable to do anything to Ye Xingchen, a look of shock appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she said angrily: "Fuxiang Mingwang."
Woohoo!
The terrifying star power spread out from her body, and in an instant, it condensed into the image of the Immovable King, looking at Ye Xingchen with a ferocious face.
The dharma form of the Fudo Ming King was so ugly that even the Ghost King was dwarfed by it. Moreover, there was an aura of destruction lingering around the dharma form.
"Humph, Fudo Mingwang? You're welcome." Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed, and when he saw the Fudo Mingwang Faxiang, he raised the weapon in his hand and rushed towards him, Ye Xingchen's face also changed.
A hint of gloom flashed through his face, and he sneered and said: "Since you are here, let's settle all the debts on Xuankong Mountain today."
"Eighteen levels of hell..."
Boom!
Before the Fuxiang Ming King approached Ye Xingchen, he saw that his body instantly became filled with ghost energy, and countless ghost kings and demon kings flew out from behind him.
One by one, they opened their mouths and bit into the Fudo Ming King.
Buddha's light.
Just like Thunder.
Can restrain these evil spirits and ghosts, not to mention, the status of Fudo Myōō in Buddhism is not low. If the cultivation level of the little princess Xianchao was not too low, if he replaced the real Fudo Myōō, he would not be ordinary.
The evil spirits and ghosts.
Even an existence like the ten masters of the palace would not dare to make a mistake in front of it.
"Ghost King?" Little Princess Xianchao's eyes flashed, she looked coldly at Ye Xingchen opposite, sneered, and said: "It seems that you have really gained a lot of benefits in this land of yinxu, and you have such people gathered around you.
Too many ghost kings? It’s a pity that when you meet this princess, all your luck and good fortune will only end here.”
"The Diamond Sutra has saved them." Xian roared at the little princess.
I saw that the body of Fudo Ming King instantly erupted with golden Buddha light, and his originally ferocious face became kind and benevolent.
It opened its mouth, and countless Buddhist scriptures and texts flew out from its body.
"Hmph, it's just a dharma image. You still want to save this young master's ghost king?" Ye Xingchen frowned, and after sending Zhu Wuji's Emperor's Sword flying back, he turned around and pounced on the dharma image of King Fudo Ming, and said coldly
: "Emperor Fist..."
Bang!
Hundreds of fist shadows hit Fudo Mingwang's dharma image, making a crisp 'click' sound.
Then I saw that the 20 to 30-meter-high Buddha image of Fudo Myoyo began to crack inch by inch, and the overwhelming Buddha's light also became dim.
"Huh, Xianchao? The whole family is a waste." Emperor Huangquan cursed secretly. He did not expect that a boy in the 'Star King Realm' would be so difficult to deal with. Looking at the appearance of Zhu Wuji and his daughter, he thought
Taking down Ye Xingchen was by no means an easy task, and he and the White Elephant King were entangled by the woman from the Witch God Palace.
"Huhu... Emperor Huang Quan, if this continues, even if we win, I'm afraid it will be a miserable victory." The White Elephant King licked his lips and said ferociously: "Look at the look of that little beast, facing Zhu Wuji
That loser is also very capable and has already broken his face. If he escapes, we may not be able to sleep well in the future."
"Humph, he can't escape." Emperor Huangquan sneered twice, and said in a condensed voice to an old man from the Ghost King Sect not far away: "Where is the Fire Sect Master that day? Isn't he nearby? Let him come here immediately, this
He still has a piece of the pie in the Wushen Palace, otherwise, by the time we finish our work, he won’t even be able to get a hair out of it.”
"Haha, Emperor Huangquan, are you too overbearing?" The voice of the Tianhuo Sect Master rang outside the Shura Hall. After two "tsk tsk" sounds, he continued: "This Witch God Palace is not your thing.
"
"Huh, so what if it's not? Is it possible that your Tianhuo Sect still wants to monopolize it?" Emperor Huangquan sneered and said.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Hearing the word 'suddenly', Bai Xiang Wang, Zhu Wuji and the others all looked over.
A ferocious look flashed across everyone's face. The Heavenly Fire Sect Master, who was still smiling at first, suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He knew very well that with the nature of these people, if he really dared to say that he would be alone
Two words.
They would definitely give Ye Xingchen a way out and join forces to deal with him first.
One against three?
He doesn't have that much courage. You must know that everyone who has cultivated to the half-step immortal realm has some trump cards. Not to mention Emperor Huangquan and King White Elephant, their aura is not even a little bit stronger than him.
Zhu Wuji is not a good person either.
"Haha... This sect master is just joking, don't take it so seriously, right?" The sect master Tianhuo shook his head, his eyes fell on Ye Xingchen, and said in a cold voice: "Human Emperor, I will help you capture the person first, and we will do it later.
How about discussing the ownership of the Witch God Palace?"
"Okay..." Zhu Wuji nodded and said with a buzz: "Be careful, this little beast has condensed the Holy Body, and it is difficult for me to cut him with the Emperor's Sword. Don't capsize in the gutter."
"Holy, Holy Body?" When he heard that Ye Xingchen, who was only at the Star King Realm, had condensed the Holy Body, the Tianhuo Sect Master's expression also changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Such a monster must not be allowed to
He survived, otherwise, we all will have a hard time in the future."
"Hmph, we can't kill him. In three to five years at most, your Tianhuo Sect will probably disappear. Huangji Ba Ti Fist." Zhu Wuji's eyes turned red, and the dragon robe on his body suddenly puffed up automatically without wind.
As soon as the 'Emperor Sword' left his hand, his whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Ye Xingchen.