The battle under the cover of night is accompanied by an explosion of magical energy, like a rainbow appearing in the dark night.
Nie Shisan's light blue thunder-like Qi collided with the brown Qi emitted by the black shadow, and the sparks that erupted were as gorgeous as fireworks.
The monks of Qianfo Temple who had not gone far stopped and stared blankly into the air like Xia Shang.
This is an evenly matched battle. Even if the strength is not completely equal, it is difficult to tell who is stronger and who is weaker in a short period of time.
The only thing that can be felt is that the infuriating energy around him is constantly increasing, and an invisible pressure is becoming more and more obvious.
Xia Shang's heart was already in his throat, because he had gradually felt the possibility of changes in the world.
After witnessing so many battles between masters, Xia Shang also understood a lot. Another criterion for measuring masters is.
Once the Grandmaster exerts his full strength, it will inevitably cause changes in the world and unexplainable phenomena in the world.
And the best master in the world relied on this vision of heaven and earth to judge whether Denial was a master and whether he was in the capital.
Although Qianfo Temple is far away from the capital, after the experience in Xiantao Mountain, Xia Shang is not sure whether it will attract that hair-raising fog again.
He didn't believe that getting that pile of iron armor meant that he had defeated the number one in the world, nor did he believe that the collapse of the armor meant the death of the number one in the world.
Everything should be related to the best skill in the world, and it may have some special function that ordinary people cannot understand.
If he continues to appear today, there is no guarantee that this time he will be as lucky as last time.
Xia Shang's heart was full of worries, but he couldn't do anything now. He could only watch the two figures going back and forth like floating lights chasing shadows.
Dark clouds were accumulating in the sky, and there was a faint hint of real lightning brewing. Xia Shang thought that it was definitely going to be over, and if this continued, he would definitely be discovered by people in the capital.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground like a cannonball.
There was a loud bang in my ears, and a burst of gauze mist erupted in front of the Buddhist temple, which was full of stone and debris, blocking the sky and making it difficult to open one's eyes.
Xia Shang lay on the ground with his head in his hands and waited for a long time until the dust dispersed.
When Xia Shang came back to his senses, everything around him became quiet, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
This made Xia Shang breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the battle tonight did not break out to the point where it could not be resolved, and he did not have to worry about encountering the No. 1 in the world again.
Xia Shang stood up, but there was still a hazy sand in front of him that had not returned to the ground. One of the two people in the mist was standing and the other was kneeling.
Xia Shang recognized Nie Shisan's back and saw that he had won.
His sword was placed firmly on the opponent's neck, motionless.
Xia Shang walked over and saw the old monk with a dusty face covered in injuries. He was kneeling on the ground that was slightly sunken by the smash, and he was also motionless.
Time seemed to have stopped. Nie Shisan frowned and stared at the other party, as if he might end his life with a sword at any time.
Although the old monk was in a miserable state, with skin like dead wood and many bloody mouths, and looked scary, he was not panting, he was kneeling like a stone, and he didn't even have the slightest expression.
So stiff for a while...
Xia Shang spoke: "You..."
As soon as he uttered a word, the old monk in front of him suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha...hahahaha..."
The laughter came suddenly, and his laughter didn't sound like an old man at all, but as sharp as a child's. I don't know how he did it, but it gave people a creepy feeling.
At the same time as he laughed, the old monk suddenly rolled backwards and opened Nie Shisan's sword sharply.
Nie Shisan was also a little stunned by the sudden laughter, and he didn't even notice it for the first time.
Nie Shisan raised his sword and wanted to rush after him, but he saw that the old monk was behaving strangely, shaking his head every step of the way, mumbling something unknown.
Nie Shisan and Xia Shang exchanged glances in unison.
"Did you feel that he was clear-headed after fighting with me just now?"
Nie Shisan was thinking, and after a moment he responded in a deep voice: "There are no rules in the moves. They all rely on the energy of the body. It would be true to say that I lost my mind."
Xia Shang glanced at the old monk not far away again. At this time, the old monk was sitting cross-legged again, looking drowsy.
"If that's the case...what else can we learn from him?"
Nie Shisan frowned slightly: "The host said it before, sir, why do you want to come here?"
"I believe that an old monk is not so easy to go crazy."
"But now..."
Xia Shang frowned: "Even now, I still think he is not crazy. There will be no such coincidence in the world, and everything will not happen on the first day we come. This can only mean that someone does not want us to investigate this matter."
Body armor."
"Why are you so sure, sir?"
"You fought with him and saw the vision of heaven and earth about to appear, but he suddenly formed a formation at this time. Why? My understanding is that he is also worried about what I am worried about, so he does not dare to show the full strength of the grandmaster. Furthermore,
, even though he was covered in wounds, his aura remained unchanged and his expression remained the same. It looked like he was at ease. From the moment he laughed wildly and got rid of your sword, I felt that if this person took off his mask and fought with you openly, maybe you are not
His opponent."
Nie Shisan frowned even more, looked at Xia Shang, and then at the old monk.
At the same time, Xia Shang took a few steps forward and raised his hands to the old monk: "Master, am I right?"
The person opposite did not answer immediately, but fell into a brief silence.
After a while, the old monk suddenly spoke, his tone was calm and gentle, without any abnormality: "The inner demon is the second self, the so-called number one in the world is his inner demon..."
"The inner demon is the second self. The so-called number one in the world is his inner demon..."
Xia Shang muttered it in a low voice, obviously unable to understand it.
Xia Shang looked at Nie Shisan, who was also confused.
Xia Shang took a few steps forward: "Master, please explain more clearly. What do you mean by what you said before?"
After asking, the old monk said nothing again.
Xia Shang waited for a while before he realized something was wrong. He rushed forward and put his hand on the tip of the old monk's nose. His scalp went numb immediately.
"Dead?" Nie Shisan was surprised!
"Why is this so?" Xia Shang was even more puzzled.
Xia Shang really didn't understand that he was just here to ask a few unimportant questions. How could it involve human lives?
Could it be that he forced this master to die?
Xia Shang really doesn’t understand!
Could it be that he has inadvertently touched the taboos of this world? So the master must die to protect the secret?
So what are the shady things hidden in this armor and that mysterious master?
"The inner demon is the second self. The so-called number one in the world is his inner demon..."
What is the meaning of this sentence? Who is he referring to? (To be continued)