Just now, when Oyama Soumaru had the upper hand, he was very proud and even pretended to be surprised and said that this shouldn't be the case. Now when the fight is over and Fu Yang wins, he has a different look on his face.
"Hey! What do these two old guys want? Seeing that their stupid apprentice was beaten to the ground and they can't afford to lose? Then kneel down and sing "Conquer."
Master Xiong's strange voice suddenly sounded.
Although the disguise is not as vulgar as the original one, it is still very annoying!
Xiaochuan felt his temples pounding, and he couldn't help but want to teach this cat demon as big as a tiger a lesson.
Suiyan was even more worried - he could feel that the Taoist minds of his disciples were unstable. So, he had to find a way!
The method is also very simple, that is, when Fu Yang is full of momentum, immediately break his momentum - and also interrupt the eight hundred ghosts and gods temple disciples who are immersed in an atmosphere of depression.
This is equivalent to a kind of psychological warfare!
So Suoyan shouted in a low voice: "Your Excellency is ruthless and destroys the disciples of Elder Xiaochuan of my sect, and you just want to walk away like this? Hahaha. You can stay here and have a good chat! Don't think that we are afraid of you.
The Maoshan faction is here."
With that said, he took action.
"The Brimstone Demon Otematsu!"
I saw the old guy put his hand forward, and suddenly the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was heard, and the pungent sulfur smell, which was much richer than Dashan Zhuangwan, appeared and condensed into a big hand.
Each of the five fingers has an unknown and weird shape, which looks very ferocious.
The entire hall is filled with a powerful aura...
snort!
Suiyan sneered in his heart: "This move of mine is so sharp that even ordinary earth priests have to avoid it. It is difficult to stop it. Even if you start to hide your strength, what if you are in the realm of Liulu Zhenren? You will still be caught by me. Press
Kneel on the ground with your head bowed. In this way, your impassioned words just now will turn into a joke. The disciples of the sect will not be affected and their Taoist minds will be unstable."
The Earth Priest he mentioned was equivalent to the Qilu Real Man level of the Chinese Taoist Sect. No matter how powerful Fu Yang was, could he still cross a larger realm?
As long as Fu Yang can be humiliated immediately and his momentum interrupted, the crisis can be resolved!
really!
As soon as they saw the great elder Liuyan taking action, with overwhelming power and extraordinary magnanimity. Fu Yang on the opposite side looked very small and pitiful, and the frustration of these disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple immediately eased a little...
They raised their heads, and their eyes gradually became brighter.
"Although this young Chinese monk is very strong, he is not invincible."
"Yes! He is just a young man after all. As soon as the great elder took action, he immediately asked him to kneel down and beg for mercy."
"That's right! This scoundrel must be punished properly. He was obviously just visiting for exchanges, but he was cruel to our senior brother Soumaru."
These disciples began to regain their spirits again and seemed to be inspired.
Facing the roaring hand of brimstone, Fu Yang just sneered: "I didn't expect that you would be so shameless? Even in such an aboveboard cross-border visit, exchange and discussion, you have to resort to tricks. What a pity, what a pity..."
He pretended to be helpless and shook his head and shrugged: "I still lied to you. Because, I am not Master Liulu, but Master Qilu!"
After finishing his words, Fu Yang released his magic aura stronger...
boom!
A beam of light rose from the sky from his Heavenly Spirit Cap, and he stretched out his right hand - the talisman and incantation in the palm of his hand rotated. Then he turned his palm and with one move, it turned into a hand knife and struck down.
"Yin Lei Demon Killing Sword!"
Crack!
The thunder and lightning flashed, turning into a handleless thunder knife three feet wide and three feet long, carrying an electric current that made people's hair stand on end. It slashed through from top to bottom.
He easily cut Sulfur Rock's "Sulfur Demon Otate" in half, and his power was not reduced as he continued to slash forward.
"How is that possible? How can he, a mere young brat, be so strong!"
The great elder Suiyan was so stunned that he couldn't believe it. At the same time, there was a surge of anger in his heart: This little brat keeps pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!
He is obviously a real person from Qilu, but he pretends to be the peak level of Zhenren from Wulu? How scheming!
At first, both Suoyan and Xiaochuan were still wondering why the official document handed over by China did not specifically describe the cultivation level of the person who came to visit and exchange. It turned out...
However, he couldn't think about it at this moment. Fu Yang's "Yin Thunder Demon-Slaying Sword" was extremely powerful. In addition, the Yin Thunder method itself was very strange and sharp, and it was difficult to resist it at the same level.
Sulfur Rock retreated continuously, continuously casting defensive spells with both hands, but they were all cut away by one blow. Finally, the great elder Ogawa also took action, shooting an earthy yellow sulfur steam shield, which completely defused the huge thunder knife...
But he was already out of breath, sweating profusely, gray-headed, and looked very embarrassed.
Originally, he wanted to suppress Fu Yang's arrogance and slightly inspire the disciples whose Taoist minds were unstable, but he didn't expect that he failed to suppress Fu Yang and even lost face.
Ha ha ha ha!
Fu Yang burst out laughing even louder - he secretly mixed his magic power into his voice, so when he laughed, the entire hall of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple shook together, as if vibrating.
"I thought that your sect was one of the top sects in Japan and had some reputation throughout Asia. But I didn't expect it to be so despicable and shameless. Not to mention losing to me in an open and honest fight, the great elder of the sect actually treated me like a sect.
Young people take action? They are simply bullying the small ones."
"Forget it like this, I was defeated easily in the end. I'm so embarrassed... It seems that I really just wasted my reputation."
After speaking, he looked very disappointed, his eyes full of ridicule.
The disciples present felt as if they had sunk into the abyss of hell!
From the excitement of Dashan Zhuangwan suppressing Fu Yang at the beginning, to the frustration and unsteadiness of being punched into the ground by Fu Yang, to the anticipation when the Great Elder Sulfur Rock took action, and finally the Great Elder was beaten to a state of embarrassment...
…
This kind of giving a little hope first and then despairing is the most uncomfortable. Repeatedly, their Taoist heart completely collapsed!
Although nothing can be seen on the surface, all the disciples of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple here today will have a hidden inner demon in their future practice.
Once they want to cultivate to a higher level, they will feel a sense of "frustration" and "uselessness" in their hearts. And when facing the Chinese cultivation world, they will subconsciously feel inferior and unable to hold their heads up...
The backbone has been broken, and future decline is a certainty!
"You!!! Damn you."
Elder Xiaochuan glared at Fu Yang, but there was nothing he could do.
He didn't dare to take action. Since Fu Yang had hidden his cultivation, who knew what the strength of that woman and that cat demon was? What's more, this kind of exchange between the two countries still required some face, and it was not easy to do it for real.
Too much.
Moreover, their sect master was in retreat to break through in order to prepare for the Shen Yu Tian Tong Conference, so they did not dare to disturb him.
Therefore, I could only watch Fu Yang laughing up to the sky, turning around and leaving gracefully... leaving the disciples in the first hall as silent as eggplants beaten by frost.
Coming out of the Eight Hundred Ghosts and Gods Temple, Fu Yang and the three of them walked across the hot ground and returned to the wooden plank road.
Mr. Xiong shook his head and said: "It's so enjoyable, so enjoyable! Seeing those little devils being defeated, I feel happy all over. It's a pity that this time, the Japanese cultivation world can only let
Mr. Fu, if you take action, I can only watch from the side. Oh, I have to let you pretend, I am really unhappy."
After Fu Yang silently gave it a set of "three slaps in a row", he didn't bother to care about the damn fat cat.
Wei Ke smiled and held his hand: "Should we find a place to rest first, or should we go directly to the Hyōtō Shrine on the other side of Lake Shikotsu?"
"Of course, go directly to Bingtao Shrine! Don't worry about me, Wei Ke. The level of fighting just now was just like a joke. It's not even a warm-up exercise. Where do you need to rest?"
Wei Ke nodded and said the same thing...
After all, Fu Yang's Maoshan avatar is in the realm of Wuluhuizhen Tianshi. His real combat power is the top of Sanhuaju! It is very easy to deal with some "real person" level practitioners.
The reason why such troublesome efforts are made is to break the Taoist heart of the Japanese cultivation community and plant a seed of failure in their hearts...