Hearing Ye Xiaobai say this, the corners of Xuanyuan Wuji's mouth twitched slightly. In his eyes, Ye Xiaobai was just an ant, and this ant was so arrogant. This was simply a trampling on the dignity of a saint.
If he hadn't been afraid of the legendary master monk in Bai Mansion, Xuanyuan Wuji would have slapped Ye Xiaobai to death.
At this time, Qiu Jiandao, Wang Shi and Wang Hu all appeared behind Ye Xiaobai. Feeling the powerful aura of Xuanyuan Wuji, they all found that their legs were uncontrollably weak and trembling.
Qiu Jiandao has lived for such a long time, and this is the first time he has had such close contact with a master of the holy way.
Xuanyuan Wuji seemed to have holy light flowing around his body, making him look extremely noble and elegant, making people feel like they were looking up.
A master of the holy way is indeed extraordinary!
Qiu Kendao sighed in his heart.
After personally experiencing the momentum of a master of the holy way, Qiu Jiandao felt a little drummed in his heart. If he didn't quit the master, could he really compete with a master of the holy way?
Perhaps, their martial arts cultivation should be between equals!
"Mr. Ye, this man is so strong. He is actually a warrior on the same level as the Third Elder."
Wang Shi was at the side and couldn't help but speak.
Ye Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly. It turned out that the third elder of Miao Jiang was actually a master of the holy way...
Ten months later, I actually had to duel with a master of the holy way! Your sister...
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Xiaobai could only feel that ten thousand grass and mud horses were rushing through his heart, and he had the urge to postpone the duel for a year.
Because Ye Xiaobai is now a titled grandmaster, and there are two major levels of innate and heavenly levels that he has to cross before he can reach the cultivation level of a master of the holy way, and the remaining ten months are really very tight.
, even if Ye Xiaobai is a martial arts genius, Alexander is inevitable.
Xuanyuan Wuji immediately spoke and said indifferently, "Ye Hunshi, you are not qualified yet. Stand in front of me and let your master monk from Baifu come out!"
The corner of Ye Xiaobai's mouth twitched slightly. He was actually ignored by Xuanyuan Wuji, a master of the holy way in front of him?
"Amitabha."
But at this moment, a Buddha's name sounded in the White Mansion.
As if teleporting, Monk Bujie stood beside Ye Xiaobai in an instant, with a lustful smile on his face.
"Donor, are you looking for this poor monk?"
Monk Bujie looked at Xuanyuan Wuji with a smile.
As soon as Monk Bujie appeared, Xuanyuan Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly, and huge waves arose in his heart. With his extraordinary and holy cultivation, he could not see through the cultivation of the monk in front of him.
The monk Bujie gave Xuanyuan Wuji the feeling that he was an ordinary monk, no different from a mortal. However, through the rewards of the great elder Xuanfeng, this great monk had extremely strong martial arts. This means that this monk
His cultivation level is higher than his own, or he knows an extremely magical concealment skill.
"Yes, I am looking for you, monk. I heard that your martial arts are extremely strong. I would like to ask you for advice on two moves. Please give me your advice."
Xuanyuan Wuji stretched out his hand, and every movement contained the demeanor of a strong man. Qiu Jiandao on the side could only see it with longing. The title of Grandmaster was an extraordinary existence in the eyes of the majority of warriors in the martial arts world.
, but now, he realizes that the title of Grand Master is simply a joke in front of such a master of the holy way.
Only masters of the holy way can be regarded as big figures above the clouds in the martial arts world!
Ye Xiaobai waved his hand and led Qiu Jiandao, Wang Shi and Wang Hu took two steps back, and then said to Monk Bujie, "Da Shi, we will be the cheerleading team behind to watch your performance! By the way, Da Shi
, can you do it!"
Xuanyuan Wuji put a lot of pressure on Ye Xiaobai. With the extremely strong momentum of a superior, Ye Xiaobai also wanted to know whether a monk who was not disciplined could still deal with it so calmly in the face of a master of the holy way.
Monk Bujie rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, facing such a novice, you actually ask me if I can do it. Hey... I, poor monk, do you think this is how unbearable it is?"
As soon as these words came out, the corners of Ye Xiaobai, Qiu Jiandao and others' mouths twitched slightly. A master of the holy way is a rookie? Damn, don't brag, we are still good friends.
"That benefactor, the poor monk's martial arts are indeed very high. For a novice like you, please don't challenge me, lest you break the benefactor's martial arts aspirations and the poor monk will be very ashamed."
Monk Bujie turned to Xuanyuan Wuji, sang a promise, put his hands together, raised his palms and said, "So, I suggest, donor, go back to where you came from!"
For Xuanyuan Wuji, a dignified master of the holy way was belittled as a rookie. This was a great shame and humiliation.
"Monk, who can't brag and talk big? Show your skills."
Xuanyuan Wuji stepped on the ground, powerful momentum burst out, and then punched out, "Xuanyuan Divine Fist, the first style, Raging Sea Frenzy."
This punch was ordinary and simple, without any fancy movements.
But the explosive power it carries is unparalleled, like the roaring sea, and the power of the punch is overwhelming and unstoppable.
Ye Xiaobai's heart couldn't help but tremble. The attack from the Saint Master was truly extraordinary. If he had faced it, he would have been vulnerable to the attack.
"It seems that only by stepping into the holy way can one reach the state of entering the palace on the road to martial arts!"
Ye Xiaobai's eyes lit up. He had seen a master of the holy way take action, and he looked down upon the innate and heavenly level.
"Amitabha."
Monk Bujie shook his head. Faced with Xuanyuan Wuji's blow, he did not dodge. The next moment, a golden light shield enveloped Monk Bujie.
A monk who does not practice precepts is like putting on a golden cassock and becoming a Buddha immediately. There is no trace of the posture of a lustful monk who likes to play with health care.
boom!
Xuanyuan Wuji's heavy fist hit Monk Bujie's body-protecting golden shield.
Then a deafening loud collision sound erupted.
Monk Bujie's body-protecting shield didn't even have a trace of fluctuation, as if Xuanyuan Wuji's punch was punched by an old woman. It was soft and had no strength at all.
The next moment, under the shocked gazes of Ye Xiaobai and others, Xuanyuan Wuji was shaken back a step by the force of the shock.
"The monk's magical body-protecting skills are really powerful."
Xuanyuan Wuji only felt a dull pain in his fists, but this did not mean that Xuanyuan Wuji had given up. A strong defense did not mean that he was invulnerable, nor did it mean that he could not defeat him.
"Donor, it's good that you know."
Monk Bujie said with a smile, "So, the benefactor should give up! If the benefactor really insists on continuing to take action, then the poor monk can only impose a slight punishment."
"Okay! I want to see how you punish me, monk."
"Xuanyuan Sword."
Whoosh!
A ray of golden light flashed out from Xuanyuan Wuji's hand, and then a golden sword with a lifelike dragon head on the hilt fell into his hand.
"Xuanyuan Sword, the legendary Xuanyuan Sword! Xuanyuan Sect's peerless weapon..."
Qiu Kendao's eyes lit up. As a swordsman, he has the best knowledge of famous swords. Among them, the Xuanyuan Sword, which can be called a magic weapon, ranks third.
And this sword has always been passed down in the Xuanyuan Sect. It is said that this sword was once the divine sword used by Emperor Xuanyuan to kill evil spirits in ancient times.
As for whether there really is a mythical age, no one has confirmed it. Even if Xuanyuan Sword is not a mythical weapon, it is still a real weapon in the martial arts world.
An existence that can drive countless swordsmen crazy.
"Sword Roaring Wind and Cloud."
Xuanyuan Wuji immediately slashed out with his sword.
The bright sword light bloomed in the eyes of Ye Xiaobai, Qiu Jiandao and others.
This sword was so powerful that it was beyond the scope of Ye Xiaobai's understanding of martial arts. It was not a force of martial arts, nor was it subtle. The terrifying and destructive power it contained only made Ye Xiaobai feel desperate.
The fighting power of Xuanyuan Sect and Xuanyuan Wuji is so powerful.
"Amitabha."
Monk Bujie still sang a promise. Facing Xuanyuan Wuji, with the sharp slash of Xuanyuan Sword, he clasped his hands together again, and then under the astonished eyes of everyone, he easily sandwiched Xuanyuan Sword in the middle with his flesh palm.
, that dazzling sword light, in the fleshy palms of the monk Bujie, immediately disappeared and turned into nothing.
This time, Xuanyuan Wuji's expression truly changed.
You must know that Sword Xiao Fengyun is the strongest sword technique of Xuanyuan Sect. The powerful moves of Xuanyuan Nine Swords can be easily intercepted and resisted even by ordinary missiles.
And this monk actually broke it by himself with just a pair of palms.
Xuanyuan Wuji's true energy was activated, but he was unable to move the Xuanyuan Sword even half an inch. It was as if the palms of his hands contained tens of thousands of kilograms of power, making it impossible to shake it.
"Why!"
Monk Bujie sighed in a pretentious manner, then flipped his palm and easily snatched Xuanyuan Wuji's Xuanyuan Sword without knowing what moves he used.
Then, he lightly flicked his finger on the sword, and the sword immediately began to vibrate violently, making a crisp sound of "zheng", which was particularly pleasant to the ear.
"The sword is a good sword, but the person who uses it is just mediocre. According to the legend, the Xuanyuan sect, the descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan, should be a transcendent existence above all the major sects in the world of martial arts, but now they are reduced to just a mere sect.
Xuanyuan Sect is really a pity."
Monk Bujie easily knocked the Xuanyuan Sword into the ground with one palm, all the way to the hilt.
The next moment, his Buddha palm stretched out and he was about to catch Xuanyuan Wuji.
"not good!"
Xuanyuan Wuji reacted and retreated quickly.
However, he sadly discovered that the speed of his Holy Path master turned out to be a joke in front of Monk Bujie. In less than a second, he was easily caught by the other party.
Xuanyuan Wuji wanted to use his power to resist, but suddenly he found that there was a force that he could not resist in one of Monk Bujie's hands, and he immediately grabbed it like a chicken.