Chapter 1744: Turn defeat into victory (seventh more)
When fighting, if the opponent behaves like this, it is obvious that he despises himself.
"Master, be careful."
The Shushan disciple stretched out his hand to grab it, and the long sword flew back. Then his feet began to take strange steps, and at the same time, his aura also increased.
The opponent now is like a sword out of the body, giving people a sharp and oppressive feeling.
The ascetic monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at the other person, then ignored him and started chanting Buddhist scriptures again.
"Hmph, you are arrogant enough to kill..."
The disciple of Shushan shouted loudly, and an invisible white sword energy suddenly rushed up from his body. The white sword energy was like the king of heaven and earth. As soon as it appeared, the long swords in the hands of other disciples of Shushan made a buzzing sound at the same time.
, as if they are about to fly out.
"break......"
The sword power was ready, and the Shushan disciple shouted loudly, and the white sword energy rose into the sky, and then fell again, as fast as lightning, and even made cracks in the space.
"The combination of Shushan people's swords is indeed extraordinary. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be injured on the spot."
The leader of the Yunhai Alliance smiled and nodded.
Xiao Yu also watched this scene. Others did not know the strength of the ascetic monk, but he had cooperated with him many times and already knew his details.
Although the Shushan disciple is powerful, compared with the ascetic monk, he is still a little behind.
Just when the white sword energy was about to fall on the ascetic monk's head, the monk suddenly raised his hand and slapped it. A huge swastika symbol flew up from his body, like a huge millstone, suspended above him.
Above his head, he directly intercepted the sword light.
But the monk still underestimated the sword energy. When the swastika symbol collided with the sword energy, it sank slightly. Then the Buddha's light seemed to be dispersed by a strong momentum, and began to collapse.
Xiao Yu and others stood on the stage. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but sigh at the Shushan Sword Sect's sharp attack.
The ascetic monk was not feeling well at this time. It was not that he was pretending not to fight with others, but that the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism had been integrated in China for thousands of years, and many of their practices were basically interoperable, and both contained awe-inspiring righteousness.
Buddhism, on the other hand, focuses on transitioning, and its exercises are relatively strong in restraining evil things, but not very powerful in restraining Taoism.
The most important thing is that Buddhist techniques are relatively mellow and not very aggressive, so he has no choice but to sit down and look for flaws in the opponent's attacks.
Taoism and Buddhism began to compete over the heads of the ascetic monks. As time went by, the fierceness of the sword finally brought the swastika symbol to the verge of collapse.
Boom...
The golden Buddha light rolled and the swastika symbol disappeared, but the attacks from Shushan disciples still fell downwards.
"Golden Buddha body protection..."
At the moment when the swastika symbol collapsed, the ascetic monk shouted loudly, and then an ancient Buddha suddenly appeared on his body, once again blocking the falling sword energy from his scalp.
"Huh, this is not enough."
The Shushan disciple snorted coldly, then put his fingers together and suddenly swiped towards the ascetic. A white sword energy followed him like a shadow and rushed in front of the ascetic in an instant. Then with a pop, it cut through the opponent's golden body defense and struck the monk.
Although the monk is a Buddhist, he is still made of flesh and blood, so when he was scratched by the sword energy, a wound of more than ten centimeters long appeared on his body, and blood began to flow out.
"Monk...."
Guan Tianyue was also shocked at this time. He took a step forward and was about to help, but was stopped by the other party's hand.
"Master, it's not too late to admit defeat now."
When the Shushan disciples saw that the ascetic was injured, they did not continue to attack, but instead cupped their fists and laughed.
"Amitabha, this poor monk can still hold on despite being injured. If you have any skills, fellow Taoist, feel free to use them."
The ascetic monk raised his head and smiled, then lowered his head and began to rub the beads again.
"Okay, I'm sorry."
The disciple of Shushan narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a move of the long sword under his body, he took the opponent directly into the sky, then flipped over and rushed downward again. The white aura of the sword body became more and more, and finally the man and the sword were completely integrated.
Together, it turned into a long white sword.
"When people and swords unite, people and swords unite, Shushan is really full of talented people, and they are so talented."
A group of leaders around him were extremely envious, which made the leader of Shushan very proud.
The head abbot of Mount Putuo looked at the white long sword in the sky and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then he looked at the ascetic monk with a solemn expression.
"Monk, be careful..."
Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his body remained tense at all times. As long as there was an accident, he would immediately rush out to save people.
The ascetic monk seemed to be aware of the crisis at this time. He looked up for a rare moment, and then he hurriedly turned over and sat up. Lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and people followed him to fly upwards.
If anyone pays attention, they will find that the beads in the monk's hand have begun to emit a faint golden Buddha light at some point.
The disciples of Shushan were getting closer and closer, and at this moment, the ascetic monk suddenly threw the beads in his hand.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and shot out a Buddha's light. The rosary began to rotate and began to grow in size. In a few breaths, it became the size of a well. The Buddha depicted on the rosary also seemed to come alive and began to rotate on it.
.
"seal up...."
The flying sword arrived in an instant, and the ascetic shouted loudly, and then the rosary he had just thrown suddenly surged, and the moment the flying sword fell, it closed again, directly binding the flying sword in it.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of yellow light flew out from the rosary beads, transforming into various ancient Buddhas. They stretched out their hands at the same time and directly bombarded the white sword.
For a moment, the white long sword trembled, and the spiritual light covering it collapsed. The disciple of Shushan, who had merged his sword with his sword, spurted out a mouthful of blood under the bombardment of the Buddhas. His body staggered and fell from the sky.
The plot was reversed, so that no one could react for a moment. The ascetic was injured and the Shushan disciples felt uncomfortable, but in general, the Shushan disciples were defeated.
Because the opponent fell unconscious immediately after landing, but the ascetic monk still had the strength to fight.
So in this competition, the ascetic won.
Next, some elite disciples from the mountain sect came up to compete. Their battle was also very exciting. It was the first time for Xiao Yu to see such a large-scale battle and he learned a lot.
The disciples are over, and then comes the battle between the masters.
Because each of the sect leaders has their own shortcomings, they say it is for discussion, but in fact they want to show off the sect’s strength.
After all, such a grand event is rare, not to mention once in a hundred years, but it is normal for it to happen every fifty years.
Some Taoist priests are expected to die before they reach the age of fifty. This time, the Chinese Taoist Sect has basically all arrived, and it is indeed an opportunity to show off.
"The leader of the Five Poison Sect is not very talented, and he is willing to learn from the talented leader Xiao."
The Five Poison Sect, who had been wearing the same pants as Panlongshan, had long been unhappy with Xiao Yu, so he was the first to come out, preparing to frustrate the spirit first.
The other sect leaders all looked at Xiao Yu, because Xiao Yu could refuse without hesitation, and he would not necessarily accept the challenge if the other party wanted to challenge him.
This time is different from the last time in Guantian Pavilion, so Xiao Yu will not give in. If he competes, he will help the other party.
