Two hundred and thirty eight chapters: fighting against the sky
As soon as the sword energy on Wei Tian's finger came out, Lang Shuoyang immediately felt the cold air hit his face. He couldn't help but take a step back, pushed Wanrou away, concentrated his energy, the divine light in his hand swept across, and a trace of hot air came out from the tip of the divine light.
During his lifetime, Wei Tian was a mage. After his death, he took advantage of the right time and place to train himself into the King of Ghosts, belonging to the ultimate Yin.
Lang Shuoyang is the reincarnation of Wrathful Vajra, and he was combined with the blood of beasts. He is the most powerful and most yang person.
The two people stood together, like water and fire facing each other, like natural enemies, unable to mix.
With a sweep of his fingertips, Wei Tian's sword energy shot out and went straight to Lang Shuoyang's chest.
Lang Shuoyang's front legs were arched and his back legs were stretched. His waist strength, arm strength, and wrist strength were all infused, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all.
The divine light was extended and collided with Feitian's sword energy, making a "stab la la" sound, like fire meeting cold water, or like red coals meeting solid ice.
Lang Shuoyang slid back four or five meters before stopping, and the heat in his divine light was completely extinguished.
Weitian was also shaken, and his sword energy kept flashing.
Wei Tian smiled and said: "Boy, you are no match for me. Hurry up and put down your weapons and bow your head to become a disciple. I love talents and can spare your life."
No need for him to say anything, Lang Shuoyang also knew that he was not his opponent, but Lang Shuoyang was like this. He was born with a character that refused to admit defeat. He became stronger when he was strong and never flinched. He said: "Stop talking nonsense, whoever loses will die!"
He jumped up, channeled his true energy with his left hand, and struck out with a left thunderbolt. His right hand followed with the divine light and pierced Feitian's left eye.
Lei Ju is a type of thunder that uses thunderbolts to quell evil spirits. The one-handed form is called single-hand jutsu, and the left hand is also called Zuo Lei Ju. A bolt of lightning strikes out. Generally, if a fierce ghost is hit, it will be split in half immediately.
Weitian flicked his sword energy with his finger, deflected Zuo Leiju, and ducked backward to get out of the way of the divine light.
This time the two people were fighting together, half fighting, half fighting.
Three or five people met each other, and Wei Tian couldn't help but secretly said that he was surprised. He had seen Lang Shuoyang's abilities in the past few days. The first time Lang Shuoyang tried to kill him on the round bed, he was easily caught by his female ghost, and at that time, the divine light was on his face.
Although he has the evil spirit to suppress ghosts, it is insignificant to him, the King of Ghosts.
The second time Lang Shuoyang fought with the dwarfs of the ant-man tribe in front of the cave, he was already able to use Taoism, and his skill and strength had increased. His skills were among the best among people alive today.
The third time I was at the beach, I set up a corpse formation, but it was broken by him in the blink of an eye. Moreover, my powers of vision had grown so much that I didn't dare to underestimate it.
This time when the two of them got into a fight, Lang Shuoyang used all his strength. Wei Tian actually felt some pressure, forcing him to use his full strength. Otherwise, he might have suffered some losses from this young boy if he wasn't careful.
When they met for the first time, he could use the divine light to penetrate his chest. At this time, Lang Shuoyang poured his true energy into the divine light, and the divine light emitted bursts of hot energy. He didn't dare to let the divine light touch him.
Not at all.
After beating for a few more minutes, Wei Tian couldn't help but have poisonous thoughts in his heart.
Originally, he saw that Lang Shuoyang was a good material for learning Taoism and practicing martial arts, so he became interested in talents and wanted to accept him as his disciple. However, at this time, Wei Tian felt that this Maoshan boy was not only extremely powerful in Taoism, but also a single person.
In terms of martial arts skills, he is not inferior to himself in the slightest. If he wants to defeat this young man who is as fierce as a tiger and a leopard, he must try his best to use his magic. I am afraid that I will not gain any advantage by competing with him.
For such a skilled person, don’t teach him your own skills. Even if you don’t teach him, I’m afraid that after more than ten years, or if this kid encounters some more adventures, or if he has guidance from an expert, he will definitely become a
A deeply troubled one.
When he thought of his serious problems, he couldn't help but think of Taoist Fusha. Although Taoist Fusha was in his seventies, he was still many generations behind him. That Fusha was already an unparalleled genius, and he was not as good as him.
He had made a grudge against himself and left behind another rising star in Maoshan. If he and Fu Sha joined forces, the consequences would be disastrous!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have murderous intentions, and wanted to kill Lang Shuoyang in one fell swoop to avoid future troubles.
He tried his best to do something, and Lang Shuoyang suddenly couldn't support it anymore.
I just felt the cold wind coming from the sky and the earth, and the waves of palm wind and sword energy that were like ice knives made my face, hands and feet hurt. If Lang Shuoyang was not born with strong yang fire, if it were an ordinary person, even a cultivator would probably be frozen.
Wei Tian shouted loudly, swept up countless yellow sands with one foot, pushed with tension, and the yellow sands flew away with the wind of his palms. Wei Tian said in the air: "The yellow sands listen to my orders, ghosts possess spirits, and thousands of souls sweep the heaven and earth.
Who can stop the sand soldiers!"
Dozens of warriors with yellow helmets and yellow armor immediately appeared in front of Lang Shuoyang, holding golden swords and spears, and rushed towards him.
Lang Shuoyang took a few steps back, temporarily avoiding the heaven-defying sword energy, and said: "The Three Pure Ones of Heaven and Earth are enshrined in the Dafa. The yang energy is turbulent and the yin energy is source. Lang Shuoyang, a disciple of Maoshan, is here to suppress it by the order of the Patriarch of Sanmao!" This is!
The ghost-suppressing spell is most appropriate to use if a ghost is possessing you and attacking you.
However, as soon as this spell was cast, it had no effect. A big man in front of him attacked, and Lang Shuoyang stretched out his divine light to block his sword. The sword immediately turned into thousands of grains of sand, raining down on his head, and he almost squinted his eyes.
The big men with yellow helmets and yellow armor were attacking continuously. As long as Lang Shuoyang resisted with his weapons, the attackers in front of him immediately turned into yellow sand. The gravel hit his face, causing great pain. In an instant, Lang Shuoyang's face had been marked with several blood marks.
Since the yellow sand soldiers were either ghosts or demons, Lang Shuoyang took a few steps back and said: "Flying in mid-air, riding a dragon, commanding five hundred thunder god soldiers, killing ghosts and monsters with nowhere to hide, and it is difficult for monsters to come over."
Release the fire of samadhi, and the entire sect will recruit hundreds of millions of soldiers. I, Emperor Leizu, have urgently ordered me to call for thunder from the sky, and issue the order, and the fire method of thunder will arrive."
As he stepped back, he drew pictures on the yellow sand with his feet, kicking up the yellow sand step by step, and complex shapes appeared on the ground.
I saw him looking up to the sky and shouting: "Thunder from Taishan Mountain in the east, thunder from Hengshan Mountain in the south, thunder from Huashan Mountain in the west, thunder from Hengshan Mountain in the north, and thunder from Songshan Mountain in the middle. It's as urgent as the law. Five thunders arrive together, and thunder and fire are fired!"
At any time, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and the soldiers turned into yellow sand before their eyes. They fell instantly and fell into the five thunder array laid out by Lang Shuoyang.
In the past, Lang Shuoyang and Lang Zixuan worked together to set up the Five Thunder Formation and recited the Lei Ancestor Mantra, which would greatly weaken Lang Shuoyang's vitality. Now they set it up by themselves and took materials from anywhere. The power was actually greater than the two people's combined efforts. The most important thing is that Lang Shuoyang broke the violation.
After the yellow sand soldiers in the sky, my true energy was not damaged at all, I just felt a little tired.
When Wei Tian saw that Lang Shuoyang's intermediate Maoshan technique was so powerful, he didn't dare to underestimate Lang Shuoyang. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound went up to the sky, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. Wanrou couldn't stand the roar, so she covered her ears with her hands and screamed.
After hiding, I felt that the world and the earth were getting dark.