In fact, in addition to the three of them, there are also some old men from the organizing committee watching secretly on the edge of this war world...
These old men were jointly selected by all the major forces participating in the Shenyu Tiantong Conference. They are highly respected people with declining combat power and cannot play a decisive role in the outcome of the game.
To put it bluntly, it is a bit like a mascot, assisting the Takamagahara Oracle Monument with the conference process and calculating competition points.
However, the mascot doesn’t want to just be a salted fish!
This kind of duel between top experts is of great benefit to see how it goes.
Compared with the various ways to play in other combat areas, when you reach this highest level of combat, you feel like you have returned to nature.
The Daitengu and Shuten Doji both slowly walked forward from their respective areas and walked towards each other.
When we arrived at the center of the battlefield, we stood thirty feet apart.
In Japanese myths and legends, Shuten-dōji is a very handsome young man. The real Shuten-dōji is indeed like this. He is bare-chested, has fair skin, and a face that is so handsome that he carries his back.
Huge gourd wine jug.
If it weren't for the pair of red eyes and the curved black horns on his head, it would be almost difficult to tell that he is a monster!
Because his realm is so high, even Fu Yang's current strength is difficult to detect when Shuten Dozi deliberately hides his aura...
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Tengu. Your mother is watching our battle from behind. You have to work hard. Be careful not to be easily defeated by me, it will be ugly. Hehehe."
Shuten Doji looked frivolous, with his smooth chin raised, staring at the big tengu.
He said this, obviously deliberately trying to anger the other party.
call……
The Otengu exhaled a gas that was like black smoke from his mouth, and there was no expression on his red face: "Shuten, at our level, do you think that just a few words can disturb your mind? It's a pity that this time,
You can’t even pass the preliminary round of the Shenyu Tiantong Conference.”
He speaks much more calmly than Shuten Doji. After all, he is also a man who once served as the Emperor of Japan!
Shuten Doji shrugged: "Okay, anyway, let's start the fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he cast a spell.
"Sea of hundreds of gourds!"
The huge sake gourd carried behind Shuten Doji seemed to shake, and a sound like a tidal wave sounded throughout the battlefield, and it instantly became roaring like thunder, as if a tsunami was coming.
Hundreds of huge gourd shadows immediately appeared, and the gourd mouth opened. A large white ocean poured out, sweeping toward the Great Tengu...
This is not ordinary white water. It is extremely poisonous that can dissolve stone and steel!
It is a real sea of poison.
It flows through the void, as if even the air is being dissolved and corroded, turning into a vacuum.
Even though the "Sea of Hundred Gourds" is not particularly powerful, if an ordinary Heavenly Master-level expert is caught by this huge sea water, he will be corroded to death immediately, and his soul will be destroyed!
Even if it is contaminated even a little bit, I am afraid that my magic power will be greatly damaged, and life will be worse than death.
But facing the white poisonous sea that swept in from all directions and drowned him, the Great Tengu sneered: "After all these years, he is still playing these fancy tricks."
The huge wings behind him flapped hard, and immediately set off a strong wind!
"The heavenly wind that destroys Lianyue."
The fearful wind pressure actually turned into "wind walls" visible to the naked eye, several feet thick, showing a strange color similar to diamond. This shows how terrifying this compression is.
Rumble…
The wall of wind spread in all directions, directly blowing away Shuten Doji's white sea of poison. The waves rolled back and headed back towards Shuten Doji himself.
"Haha! It's interesting. Fighting with a big dog like you is more interesting than fighting with your mother-in-law."
Jiutan still had a bad smile on his face and stretched out his fingertips to tap lightly.
The white sea of poison poured back turned into white mist - it seemed to be the smell of alcohol, and it was filled with a faint fragrance. He inhaled hard, and all the alcohol smell went into his stomach.
However, the Great Tengu's thunderous offensive has also followed the rewinding sea of poison.
"I didn't even use the Tianbao Tuanfan. My wings alone flew away your sea of poison. I'm afraid you were surprised in your heart, but you pretended to be calm on the outside."
The Daitengu's voice was also muffled, and the huge hammer he held in his hand had already hit Shuten Doji's head.
This scene made Fu Yang's heart skip a beat.
"It's amazing! Is this the battle between the five Qi Chaoyuan and the black and yellow level strong men? It doesn't look very gorgeous, but every move has an indescribable charm. Whether it was the white poisonous sea that Shuten Doji just used,
I can't even dodge the big tengu's hammer now. Not only is the speed too fast, but it also seems to transcend the constraints of space to some extent."
"Oh, it's not completely impossible. If I use the Maoshan avatar to perform the Heavenly Mysterious Universe Chessboard, my understanding of time and space is far beyond my current level, so I might be able to resist. But, I will just be completely passive and take the beating. Look.
It seems like we still have to improve our strength as soon as possible."
I have to say that not only in the Chinese cultivation world, but also in the world, Fu Yang is considered a powerful cultivator! If he is among the younger generation, it is probably not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest in the world.
However, there is still a gap compared to the best of these strong men who have been practicing for thousands or thousands of years.
For example, it would still be very dangerous if he were to face the three great demons of Japan alone now... Of course, he might have all his trump cards and run away without any problem.
Or, a guy with a weird body comes out to help - just like the last time he fought with the mysterious evil spirit who took away Zhang Qianzhen's body.
However, this feeling of not being able to take the initiative to control it still made Fu Yang quite unhappy.
Just as he was thinking about it, Shuten Doji had already taken action to defend against the attack of the Daitengu.
His white hands held the wooden mallet from both sides.
clang!
There was a sound like two locomotives slamming into each other. Fu Yang felt that his gums were numb. Wei Ke even subconsciously covered his ears.
Mr. Xiong, the damn fat cat, yelled "fuck" and was so angry that he wanted to pop the anus of these two monsters...
Click click click!
The air in that area actually made a sound like breaking glass.
Shuten-dōji flew backwards like a cannonball. The Great Tengu's wings shook and turned into a beam of light as fast as lightning. He chased after him. He continued to swing his wooden hammer in the air and hit Shuten-dōji.
"Gouzi, it seems that you have practiced well in the past few hundred years. Among our three great demons, you are the youngest and the last to reach the realm of black and yellow. I didn't expect that you are more powerful than I thought."
Although Shuten Doji was knocked away by a single blow, he was actually not injured at all. This was just a way to relieve the terrifying power of the Great Tengu.
Although he talks a lot and looks calm on the surface, he is actually far from being as relaxed as he appears.
Facing the Tengu Hammer that was coming at him again, he finally no longer used his hands to catch it, but shrank back slightly. The black curved horns on his head pushed against it!
"Billions of wild black thunders!"
Buzz buzz.
It seemed that the entire void was trembling, and there was a feeling of electricity. Between the two corners of Shuten Doji, countless twisted black current centers condensed into a thunder ball as big as a fist.
Although it didn't look big, just the wisp of breath that drifted over made Fu Yang feel extremely palpitated and felt like needles all over his body.
"This is... a god-endowed demon thunder! This is some kind of drinking boy, he has a very high talent."
The dead fat cat in Fu Yang's arms screamed in surprise.