To say that this great mad monk is really amazing, every move contains not only vast power, but also powerful Dharma, and he is not afraid of all kinds of flying swords coming at him.
However.
That's all.
The endless flying swords made it difficult for him to move forward, and he had to resist with all his strength. If he didn't pay attention, he would be stabbed by a sword. The problem was that his resistance was meaningless, and it was also a huge drain on him.
His power is very powerful, and the Dharma is boundless, but it is ultimately limited. Once his power is exhausted, there is only death waiting for him.
Monk Da Xing knew very well that if Lao Shizi's sword array had an eye, then the eye would be none other than Gu Qingfeng himself.
Therefore.
While resisting the encirclement and suppression of the endless flying swords, the Daxing Mad Monk prepared to break through Gu Qingfeng's formation.
pity.
He was deeply trapped in the sword formation, which pinned him firmly to the spot. It was okay for him not to move, but any slight movement would be like stimulating the sword formation, and the flying swords would attack him even more fiercely.
After finally taking a step, the mad monk immediately regretted it. Not only did the power of the sword array become more terrifying, but the sword light, sword light, sword intention, and sword spirit of the flying swords also became more crazy.
"His! Mother!'s!!"
The big monk was yelling and cursing, especially when he was looking at Gu Qingfeng, who was leisurely drinking a small drink not far away. The big monk was as angry as he wanted to be. What was even more annoying was that Gu Qingfeng was still holding a cup.
The wine deliberately provoked the monk, which made the mad monk very angry.
"Gu! You! No! Get! Good! Die!"
The crazy monk went crazy, took out the Great Compassion Fan from his waist and started fanning it wildly.
This thing is definitely a powerful treasure. Even Gu Qingfeng could not understand the power of this fan. However, what made Da Xing Luan Monk collapse was that after he used the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Fan and slapped him fiercely, the whole sky surrounded and suppressed him.
Not only have the number of flying swords not decreased, but they have increased in number.
The more he fanned, the more flying swords he had.
The more he fanned, the more the mad monk's mind trembled and his mentality collapsed.
Because he discovered an extremely terrifying thing, that is, as many flying swords as he destroyed, more flying swords would multiply. The more flying swords he destroyed, the more flying swords that surrounded and suppressed him would evolve.
After living for more than half of his life, this is the first time that Da Xing Luan Monk has encountered such a strange thing.
At this moment, he was like a ferocious lion, the flying swords surrounding him were like countless ants, and the crazy monk was scratching, scratching, kicking and fanning like crazy.
finally!
The great monk collapsed.
Completely collapsed.
He knew that if he continued like this, he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.
so.
He was ready to give in.
"Damn it! I'm convinced! I'm really convinced! Boy Gu! Uncle Bu Gu, Grand Ancestor Gu, you have a lot of them, please let me go!"
"I'm convinced! I'm giving in!"
"I'm scared!"
Not far away.
Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes, looked at the crazy monk Daxing with a smile, and said: "Daxing, you old bald donkey, why are you always hiding things? Hurry up and show your true skills at the bottom of the box, so that I can open my eyes."
, by the way, I’ll gain some insights.”
"How can I be really capable? This is all I have!"
"If you don't show some real skills today, I won't give up."
Gu Qingfeng knew that the Daxing Mad Monk was definitely more than that, but this old bald donkey had always hidden it very deeply. He really wanted to test the power that Taixu had seen this time, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to see it.
The true ability of the great mad monk.
"Gu boy, you heartless guy! You are trying to kill me!"
"If you don't show some real skills today, then you will die here."
"I've said it before, I only have this little ability, if you don't fucking believe it, just kill me today!"
As soon as the words fell, the mad monk seemed to be risking his life. He put away his Great Compassionate Fan, and the brilliance around him also dissipated. Even his mother's immovable golden body was gone. What Gu Qingfeng didn't expect was that this old bald man
The donkey was still lying on the ground, just closing its eyes and waiting for death.
Just as the mad monk was being stabbed through the heart by ten thousand swords, Gu Qingfeng suddenly snapped his fingers, and the flying swords in the sky stopped instantly.
"Okay! You deserve to be called Daxing. You are really damn good! You have the guts!"
Looking at the mad monk lying on the ground waiting for death, Gu Qingfeng was truly convinced.
If the crazy monk gave up his resistance and waited for death because he wanted to gamble that Gu Qingfeng would not kill him, then he won the gamble.
It was not that Gu Qingfeng couldn't see the trick played by the crazy monk, but even so, he still chose to admit defeat.
In fact, he could also make a bet on whether the crazy monk would really dare to risk his life. However, this kind of bet did not mean much to Gu Qingfeng.
After all, he just wanted to play a joke with Da Xing Luan Monk, and there was no need to make it so exciting.
"Come on! Didn't you kid say you're going to kill me today? Come on!"
The mad monk lying on the ground looked a little embarrassed. His hat had fallen off, and his face was a little pale. He stared at Gu Qingfeng with his eyes angrily, and screamed.
"Okay, get up and have a few sips of wine."
"Stop talking nonsense to me, come on! Kill me!" The crazy monk lying on the ground acted like a rogue.
"I said it's great." Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: "That's what I mean, it's not over yet, right? Come on, come on, I will help you up."
"No! You must kill me today!"
"Hey! Are you serious, you old bald ass?" Gu Qingfeng put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, stared at Daxing Madam with an expressionless face, and said in a bad tone: "I'll count to three, if you don't get up again
, then don’t blame me for not giving you face. Since you, an old bald ass, want to gamble so much, let’s take a gamble. If you can’t risk it, I’ll bet on whether I dare to kill you.”
The monk Daxing Dian was also very unconvinced and shouted: "You're irritating me, right? You really think I'm scared? Just bet, am I still afraid of you?"
Saying this, Daxing Luan Monk's heart was filled with excitement. Just now he dared to lie on the ground because he was sure that Gu Qingfeng would not kill him. But now when he saw the smile gradually disappearing and Gu Qingfeng's face was expressionless, he was so worried.
The crazy monk was a little nervous.
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
After Gu Qingfeng finished counting three numbers, the crazy monk got up from the ground and said: "Forget it, I am too old to be as knowledgeable as a little kid like you."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Da Xing, Da Xing, I admire you for being an old bald ass, but I didn't expect you to be so fucking useless!"
The mad monk was red-faced, extremely embarrassed, and felt even more humiliated. He wanted to say something angrily, but he didn't say anything. He realized that he had made the wrong move from the beginning. How could his mother?
risking his own life
It's a bit silly to bet on whether someone dares to take action. Moreover, if it were anyone else, Daxing Luo Monk would really dare to bet. But facing the moody Gu Qingfeng, he had no confidence in his heart and couldn't figure it out at all.