Chapter 3268 It seems that there is no way to hide the strength
In addition to the powerful corrosive power, this move "The Full Black Moon of Twelve Nights" also has a freezing effect!
After those golden Buddha lights were corroded by the black air, black ice flowers immediately condensed in the void... crackling and spreading toward the ground, turning the entire area of several hundred meters into a black frozen land.
"No! I didn't expect the Onmyoji of the Macang family to be so treacherous and powerful."
Chiyone Emiya's expression was solemn, and she quickly retreated. At the same time, she continued to form seals with her hands, shooting out huge golden rays of light.
As soon as these golden lights full of Buddha power flew out, they immediately transformed into golden flower handprints with a diameter of ten feet, roaring and vibrating forward. They fought against the black and cold moon wheels that kept flying towards him in the void...
Boom boom boom!
The golden Buddha's light and the black moon wheel continued to collide, and wisps of blood soon flowed from the corners of Chion Emiya's mouth. Although Asakura Mitsuru's expression was solemn, he seemed calm and calm.
Seeing that Chion Emiya had been forced to retreat a thousand meters, Mitsuru Asakura suddenly grinned.
Secretly forming a curse seal on his right hand again.
"Onmyoji: Former Demon's Claw."
Chione Emiya was constantly using Buddha power to resist Asakura Mitsuru's black moon wheel, but he never expected that a huge black ghost claw suddenly appeared in the void behind him.
There was no sound in the area of several feet, but suddenly he was grabbed!
"Damn it! There's actually someone behind the scenes..."
By the time Chione Emiya reacted, it was already too late.
boom!
The huge "pre-ghost claws" have firmly grasped him, holding him in their hands like a little chicken. No matter how hard they struggle, they can't push him open.
Not only that, the next moment, a black moon disk hit his chest head-on!
Pfft...
A mouthful of blood spat out.
Chiyone Emiya's whole expression was sluggish, and the golden Buddha's light on his body immediately dimmed a lot. Moreover, there were large black ice stains and corrosion marks on his chest.
This time, the injury is not serious!
But at this moment, a bright white light came from high in the sky and enveloped Qianyin Palace. At the same time, it dispersed the aura of the "Claws of the Former Demon" and the black moon wheel.
Obviously, this is the redemptive power of the Takamagahara Oracle Monument, which protected the vitality of Senone Emiya.
Asakura pursed his lips, folded his arms and squinted his eyes slightly.
He has never been very fond of monks. In his opinion, it would be better if he had the chance to kill Chion Emiya. Unfortunately, he is only two levels higher than the opponent. Although he can suppress the opponent, it is impossible.
Instant kill.
As long as he cannot be killed instantly, when he is seriously injured and dying, the ability of Gao Tianyuan's Oracle Monument can be activated to protect him.
Light writing appeared in mid-air in the center of Jiushan Station boundary.
[The winner of the first point match: Ma Cangman. Points: six points. The second point match is randomly matched...]
The people from Kiyomizu Temple helped Chion Emiya off the field, while Mitsuru Asakura was welcomed by a group of people and proudly retreated to his faction's viewing area to rest with his head raised.
Mr. Xiong jumped up happily: "Haha! I won. You all lost, give me money, give me money."
The damn fat cat was running around happily, asking for money from Tamamo Mae and Usagi...
Fu Yang was speechless for a while.
He just heard it all, this damn fat cat insisting on his three younger brothers to beat Chion Emiya to win!
Damn it, 99% of cultivators cannot fight across realms - even in a small realm, the difference in strength is obvious.
Isn't it obvious that Chione Emiya's cultivation is two levels lower than Asakura Mitsuru? This damn fat cat is completely blackmailing, and it's not a real opening at all...
But it was obvious that everyone else was used to this guy and cooperated very well with him in playing this blackmail game which was actually very boring.
Mr. Xiong smiled and hugged a pile of gold and silver - although these things are basically useless to people of their level, he was still very happy. Holding a pile of gold and silver, he ran to Fu Yang to show off: "Fu Yang
Look, kid, is this awesome?"
"It exploded, it exploded a long time ago."
Fu Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed the fat guy into his arms, pinched his belly and rubbed it hard. He almost rubbed Master Xiong's fur out. It made him squeal... Tu Er looked carefully.
After looking at it, I felt that although the owner of Tianfang screamed miserably, he seemed to be enjoying it?
She could only hesitate to speak.
At this time, the flickering shadow of the stone tablet in the center of the battle world stopped.
[Qingqiu Palace]: Immortal Water Sanren, late stage of Earthly Evil Realm.
[Abe Family]: Abe Dragon, the middle stage of True Spirit Onmyoji.
When it came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
The level gap is too big! There is no way to fight.
oh?
Fu Yang was also slightly stunned, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "What a coincidence, I was drawn in the second game. It was also the second game in the preliminary round."
Hey hey hey.
Mr. Xiong was patting his belly and winking at him and smiling: "What does this mean? It means that you, Mr. Fu, are destined to be two. You are too two, so you always get two..."
Seeing the obscene appearance of this fat cat, Fu Yang finally suppressed his urge to slap it on the head with "three consecutive slaps" - Tu Er was watching, it was not good.
"Okay, go to bed quickly, Silly Yang. The other party is a true spirit Onmyoji, which is equivalent to the Tiangang realm of demons and ghosts, and the Three Flowers Gathering of Taoism. It is a big realm higher than you. In this way,
I’m afraid you can’t hide your strength anymore.”
Wei Ke gently twisted the soft flesh around his waist and continued to smile: "Okay, hurry up. Don't you like to show off the most?"
Ouch!
"Domestic violence against me again."
Fu Yang stood up with a smile, and with a thought in his mind, a colorful halo of light suddenly flowed around his body. He rose into the air, and headed towards the center of the war world like a shooting star from the war preparation area of Qingqiu Palace.
As for the fact that he can't hide his strength, Fu Yang doesn't care. Firstly, in the previous battle at the Wulu Huanzhen level, some Japanese cultivators already knew that he could defeat the enemy across realms. Secondly, it was also because he would eventually have to defeat the enemy in the future.
Shown...
Soon, Fu Yang landed silently and looked at the strong man from the Abe family who also flew up.
Abelong's attitude was not unruly, but he seemed very easy-going. He even used Chinese etiquette to bow his hand to Fu Yang, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, you are from Qingqiu Palace, so you and my Abe family are old.
.You are a big level below me, and you cannot be my opponent no matter what. Everyone knows this. So you can take the initiative to admit defeat, and you will not get hurt, but also save the Abe family and Qingqiu Palace.
Friendship.”
His words were sincere and his attitude was sincere, and he did not mean to be sarcastic.
In addition to the fact that the Abe family has been unwilling to be enemies of Qingqiu Palace since ancient times, this is also because Abelong, as one of the strongest members of this generation of the Abe family, admires his ancestor Abe Seimei the most.
And a person of Abelong's status naturally knows the top secret of the family: Abe Seimei is actually the bloodline of the Nine-tailed Fox in Qingqiu of China and the birth of Japanese nobles!
Fu Yang also bowed his hand: "Although Qingqiu Palace and the Abe family have their own interests, after all, they have a thousand-year friendship. Since you are so friendly, I will not pretend to be a slap in the face. Please admit defeat directly.
Well, this way, you don’t have to get hurt. I’m serious.”
What?!
Abelong frowned, a little unhappy. In his opinion, his attitude was kind enough and his explanation was clear enough. Why didn't this Xianshui Sanren who took refuge in Qingqiu Palace accept his kindness?