Fu Yang also said lightly: "Really? In this case, I have no choice but to go all out. Maybe I will be disrespectful, so please forgive me."
After saying that, he took a step forward, and a powerful aura of mana rose from his whole body!
Clear light emerged, strong winds blew, and the green Maoshan sect robes fluttered around his body. His whole person had an ethereal and ethereal aura.
After disguising themselves, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong retreated, and the people from the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple dispersed, leaving a large open space for Fu Yang and Dashan Zhuangwan...
Xiaochuan and Suiyan looked at each other, with smiles of success on their faces.
In their view, although this young and powerful man from China is very good, he is still at the peak of Dao Sect Wulu Zhenren. Compared with "monsters" like Oyama Soumaru, there is still a gap.
"you die!"
Oyama Somaru uttered simple syllables in his mouth, and beat his chest with his fists, making a loud "dong dong dong" sound like thunder.
Circles of strong energy visible to the naked eye spread like ripples.
Although his movements were very funny, like a furious gorilla, the other disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts Temple present not only did not laugh, but there was only fear in their eyes!
Because they knew very well that although this beloved disciple of Elder Ogawa was not very intelligent, he was extremely talented in cultivation and extremely powerful.
Normally, even his fellow disciples would not dare to get too close to him, for fear that if he accidentally went crazy, he would be beaten to the point of breaking his muscles and bones, or even die directly!
Said to be senior brothers, the other 800 Ghost Temple disciples even thought that Oyama Soumaru was a powerful and ferocious beast raised by Elder Ogawa for fighting...
But now, this foolish and weak-looking Maoshan monk from China is about to suffer.
Take action!
Dashan Zhuangmaru rushed towards Fu Yang, his whole body wrapped in pungent high-temperature sulfur vapor, and there was a faint red light, and his footsteps were rumbling. It was ten times more shocking than the movement of an armored vehicle. I am afraid that even a six or seven-story building would be shocked.
It will be broken into pieces by a collision.
The corner of Fu Yang's mouth curled up, and a mocking smile appeared that no one noticed... On the surface, he pretended not to dare to resist, to avoid its sharp edge. The light flashed and he nimbly dodged.
The disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple cheered loudly, with joy on their faces.
Although they were usually afraid of Oyama Soumaru, they all felt honored when they saw him being so strong in the face of a "kicking" guy from China.
After all, the relationship between Japan and China is a bit inexplicably complicated...especially in the hearts of some of the more proud younger generations, who have a rivalry in mind!
So in fact, in the eyes of many young leaders in the Japanese cultivation world, the visit and exchange document Fu Yang submitted to Edo Shrine through the original zero group was a collision between two countries.
Unfortunately, what they don't know is that although Fu Yang is young, his cultivation level is already comparable to those "old monsters" who have lived for hundreds of years! He has already broken away from the "younger generation" level.
But Fu Yang dodged the collision of Dashan Zhuangwan and immediately made seals with his hands, drew talismans in the air, and performed Taoist magic.
"Maoshan Wind Roaring Curse!"
Boom boom boom boom...
There were four explosions, and four large transparent gas balls as big as water tanks flew out in a rotating manner, bringing up waves of ribbon-like whirlwinds wherever they passed. The wind whimpered, like weeping.
Xiaochuan next to him narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "When I was young, the Chinese cultivation community visited and communicated with us much more often than it does now. To put it bluntly, it was a contest of dissatisfaction with each other. I have also seen the powerful Mao Shan.
It is simply unheard of for a monk to cast this Wind Roaring Curse and be able to hit four wind clusters at once at this level. It seems that this young man is indeed a peerless genius among the younger generation of the Maoshan Sect."
Hahaha.
Su Yan sneered softly: "So what if he's awesome? The boy you trained, Soumaru, is already extremely talented. How can Master Wu Lu be able to deal with it? Last time, he killed a monster that was comparable to a great priest.
That is their Chinese Six Lu Real-level existence! No matter how strong this Maoshan kid is, can he cross a big realm?"
"That's true. So the better he is, the more sad the Chinese side will be after being destroyed by Zhuangwan, hahaha!"
Not to mention the rapid conversation between the two of them in private through spiritual consciousness, the giant Oyama Soumaru faced the four wind balls fired by Fu Yang, and he did not dodge or dodge, but directly resisted!
"Hell's Brimstone Barrier!"
Woo hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo.
The sulfur breath with scorching heat wrapped around his body like a poisonous python, and the power generated by the spiral greatly weakened Fu Yang's "Wind Howling Curse".
Then Oyama Somaru blasted it forcefully with his fist, and the highly compressed air formed airflow in the hall, setting off strong winds and causing the spectators to retreat again.
"Hell's Lava·The Great Cage of No Suffering and No Sorrow!"
Gulu gulu...puff.
The ground tens of feet around Fu Yang suddenly turned into magma, red and hot, rolling, flowing and bubbling. Countless high-temperature water vapor rose up with the dazzling smell of sulfur - this was not ordinary steam and sulfur, but the temperature reached a high
A few hundred, something that would poison all practitioners!
It instantly condensed like a rope, wrapping around Fu Yang's limbs and torso, fixing him in this terrifying magma area.
Steam, sulfur, magma, volcanoes... This spell is completely realistically simulated. It is powerful and has the function of binding. It traps the opponent in it like a terrifying hell cage, and then explodes to kill in an instant!
If Fu Yang was really a real person from Wulu, he might not be able to break free from the shackles of steam and sulfur, and he would be seriously injured this time.
"Ah! Zhuangwan, how could you use such cruel tactics against our friends in China? Quickly untie them, they must have given in."
Elder Xiaochuan pretended to be surprised, as if he couldn't bear Fu Yang being attacked...
However, it's too late!
Gululu, boom!
Magma erupted from the ground beneath Fu Yang's feet, like a volcanic eruption. A large number of red high-temperature magma pillars rose into the sky, shrouding him in it.
Although this is a scene simulated by Oyama Somaru using his magic power, because the monks of the Eight Hundred Demon Temple have lived deep in the Hell Valley for a long time and feel the true volcanic connotation deep in the earth under their feet every day, the magic power is already mixed with it.
There are these auras. So it’s almost like a real volcano is erupting and attacking at your feet...
"I really didn't expect Soumaru to be even more powerful than before. It's a pity that his brain is not very good. Otherwise, we would definitely surpass Hyōtō Shrine and become the number one cultivation force in Hokkaido."
"Oh my, this young monk from China is probably doomed, right? What a pity, tsk tsk."
"Yes, yes! What a pity. I wonder if he is dead or seriously injured?"
"Haha... Well, it seems that he shouldn't laugh. But there is no way. Alas, who gave him bad luck?"
"Hmph! If the three-legged cat Kung Fu dares to come to our country to play in our country, then he must be prepared for a tragic end. Even if the relationship between the two countries does not look good, he is asking for it."
The members of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple all cheered and discussed variously, as if they felt that Fu Yang was completely finished!
Yes, in their opinion, this move "Hell Lava·No Pain and No Sorrow Great Cage" is extremely powerful. I am afraid that even the two elders who are as powerful as Ogawa and Suiyan will suffer a lot if they are hit like this.
Hurt?
Looking at the hot red magma column and the permeating high-temperature sulfur steam, Xiaochuan and Suiyan pretended to be surprised on their faces, as if they wanted to stop... but deliberately delayed it.
But they found that the woman and cat demon who came with Fu Yang didn't seem to be panicked?
This is strange!
According to their thinking, this young man named Fu Yang may be the real owner of this visit from China, so this female cat should be his follower, right? Why is it that the real owner is either dead or injured, and yet he is not panicked at all?
Woolen cloth.
An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in the hearts of the two elders.
In the field, Oyama Somaru's tall and burly body quickly walked towards the magma field...
He seems to be clumsy and heavy, but he is extremely fast!
Taking one step forward, the smell of hot sulfur lingered under his feet, and he was instantly in front of the pillar of magma and fire. He wanted to see if that pretty guy from China had been killed by him.
"Hope... I hope I'm not dead. Master... Master just wanted me to get seriously injured and become a cripple. If I die, it will be troublesome and won't give me anything good to eat."
He muttered that his intelligence was indeed that of a six- or seven-year-old child, and he also felt a little stuttering.
The moment Oyama Somaru approached the red lava pillar, something surprising happened!
A white and slender arm stretched out from the pillar of fire.
Talismans and incantations flashed around the fingertips, and thunder and lightning also appeared and disappeared, making crackling sounds.
A cold and plain voice sounded.
"Maoshan... Lightning Curse!"
Click!
There seemed to be a real lightning flashing through the entire hall, and the dazzling light made the disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple unable to open their eyes and subconsciously raised their hands to block it.
Even the two elders, Xiaochuan and Suiyan, felt their eyes sting as they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, a gray electric light dancing like a dragon flew out from Fu Yang's fingertips and hit Oyama Soumaru!
The current spreading in the void made many disciples' hair stand on end.
And the thick lava fire pillar also fell instantly, and quickly disappeared together with the volcanic magma on the surrounding ground...
How can it be?
Oyama Soumaru is just as mentally retarded as a child, but he is not a real fool. He knows very well how powerful his spells are, and he is definitely not something that "little pretty boy" can resist.
He even knew that the bodies of practitioners of the Fulu lineage of orthodox Taoism in China were very fragile and could never withstand his "hell lava" attack.
But no matter what, not only was the opponent fine, he also directly counterattacked and unleashed a powerful thunder and lightning technique!
He could only retreat crazily and cast defensive spells at the same time.
"Hell's Searing Gate!"
"A hundred thousand sulfur steam refuses to seal!"
"True lava ghosts and gods protect you!"
Oyama Somaru cast three of the eight hundred ghost temple's unique defensive spells in one breath, which shows that this cultivation talent and strength are indeed powerful.
What a pity...he was facing Fu Yang!
Crack... click!
The dragon-like gray lightning flashed past, instantly shattering all three defensive spells.
However, Oyama Somaru also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly retreat, and at the same time, he fired an attack spell that collided with the "Maoshan Lightning Curse".
Four consecutive spells finally wiped it out.
But at this time, he heard an anxious cry in his ear.
"Soumaru be careful!"
It’s Master Ogawa’s voice!
Only then did Oyama Soumaru realize that Fu Yang had arrived to his right without knowing when. His face was still calm and his eyes were indifferent.
next moment……
"Maoshan Summoning God Technique: Giant Spirit Comes to the World!"
In the air, there seemed to be a harsh sound of metal friction and collision.
A vortex appeared above Fu Yang's head, as if something huge was about to emerge from it.
Boom!
There was a big explosion in the air, and the strong wind blew fiercely.
A huge shadow wearing armor suddenly appeared in the spacious hall.
There is only the upper body, no part below the navel, but it is already nearly twenty meters tall! And Fu Yang, standing at the navel of this behemoth, is in the center, controlling it.
This is one of Maoshan's divine summoning techniques - the giant spirit comes to the world!
Relatively basic real-person spells, such as Giant Spirit Finger, Giant Spirit Punch, and Giant Spirit Palm, are actually extensions of this Taoist technique.
In fact, Fu Yang's brother-in-law Wu Binye is very good at this Shinto summoning technique.
Kick, kick, kick...
Elder Ogawa couldn't help but retreat for a walk, with a look of shock on his face: "This, this powerful aura pressure is not at the Wulunzhen level. This is at least..."
He and Li Yan looked at each other and blurted out: "The peak state of Liu Lu Zhenren!"
How can it be?
This young man is less than thirty years old, but he has already reached the peak of Liu Lu Zhenren? It's incredible.
That's right...
Fu Yang still only showed the level of cultivation at the level of Liu Lu Zhenren, but he had already frightened the people of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple. Coupled with the huge armored giant ghost, it was extremely intimidating.
Even though Soumaru Oyama suffers from "giantism" and is more than three meters tall, he is as small as an ant in front of it!
Ho!
A sound came from the giant spirit's mouth...
Fu Yang made a fist with his right hand and raised it high.
The phantom of the armored giant also clenched its fist and raised it high - its movements completely mirrored Fu Yang's.
Boom!
The fist, which was as big as a house, crashed down on Oyama Soumaru.
The huge gap in strength made it futile no matter how hard he struggled and roared...
Bang... click!
Oyama Soumaru was punched into the ground by the giant spirit. The ground cracked, and many palm-width cracks spread everywhere. The other disciples were shocked and retreated again and again, for fear of being affected.
Debris flew and smoke filled the air.
After all the dust fell to the ground, Oyama Soumaru was lying face down in a deep hole in a large shape, dying.
He's not dead yet, but he's been seriously injured... I'm afraid he won't be able to recover for another three to five years.
More importantly, when Fu Yang controlled the giant spirit shadow and punched it down, he also used an extremely subtle method to directly destroy the Dashan Zhuangwan.
From now on, even if he can recover from his injuries in three to five years, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to improve his cultivation level and will continue to fall.
Maybe in the end, it's good enough to be able to maintain a state comparable to that of Erlu Zhenren, which is considered lucky...
The fight is over!
There was silence in the entire hall, and you could hear a needle drop.
Fu Yang's robes were clean, without a trace of dust, and his face was not red or breathless. It was as if he had never moved his hands at all. He just shook his head and said lightly: "It's really disappointing, so weak. This is you.
Is this the so-called genius of the Eight Hundred Demon Temple who is rare to see for hundreds of years? This is what you call one of the strongest young people in Hokkaido? He is vulnerable. I am not even the top among the young generation in China.
Very average. Your Japanese country is really terrible. I hope the next sect can make me feel better."
His words were like a big hammer.
Hammer after hammer, hitting the heart of every disciple of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple!
Everyone present felt their mouths were dry and they wanted to rebut but didn't know what to say...
The other party is only 27 or 28 years old!
This is not only stated in the documents from China, but it can also be seen from the eyes of the two elders, Xiaochuan and Suiyan. They are not the kind of old monsters who pretend to be young, but real young people.
He actually defeated Somaru Oyama - a genius whom the Eight Hundred Demons and Gods Temple had only seen for hundreds of years. He was once evaluated by the abbot and abbot of the seclusion as "having the appearance of a true ghost and god". With such strength, this guy actually said
Are you actually very average among the younger generation in China?
Could it be... is the Chinese cultivation world really so powerful!?
An inexplicable sense of frustration and confusion about the future path of cultivation rose in the hearts of every disciple of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple.
They even felt that they could never compare to the young monks from China.
A feeling of lifelessness permeated the air... In the words of Huaxia, it means that "the Taoist heart is unstable"!
Um?
Seeing this, Fu Yang secretly rejoiced: "I didn't expect it to be so easy to break the Taoist heart of the Japanese cultivation world? I just said a few words, and these disciples were dejected and even fearful.
Hahaha! Okay, okay, isn’t this my purpose?”
In fact, he too underestimated the impact of his defeat of Oyama Soumaru...
The Japanese, whether they are ordinary people in the secular world or cultivators, all admire the strong the most! They have a natural respect and obedience to the strong.
Therefore, in the history of Japan and China, as long as China is strong and prosperous, Japan will always bow to its subjects. It is very docile, like the most loyal younger brother...
But once China's national power weakens and there are external and internal troubles, Japan will show its ferocious face and bite back at its former master and big brother!
What Fu Yang has done now, seriously injuring Oyama Soumaru, is actually to completely defeat the spiritual sustenance and expectations of the future of the Eight Hundred Ghost Temple. Coupled with those few words full of ridicule and disdain, it is normal for many disciples to have unstable Taoist hearts.
…
The two elders, Xiaochuan and Suiyan, were keenly aware of this and immediately burst into roars.
"Chinese! You are so courageous. It's really too much. You clearly said it was a friendly exchange visit and discussion between the two countries, but you actually resorted to such a heavy blow. This is not a discussion, but a provocation."