The Nanhai Sword Immortal looked at the opponent's lineup, his eyes fell on the Peacock Princess, and he spoke with a chic smile.
"Ye Banxian, a sword cultivator along the coast of Nanling, heard that powerful men from the Buddhist country came from thousands of miles away, so he came here to ask for advice."
Ye Banxian is the name of this powerful man who strives to dominate the Immortal Realm as a casual cultivator. Based on his name and the person he is, it seems quite consistent.
Princess Peacock did not lose her courtesy and nodded slightly. However, she relied on her status and did not intervene. The one who came forward was Wu Zhu, the head of the three eminent monks.
"Amitabha——" Wu Zhu combined with the tithe: "The poor monk Wu Zhu is willing to discuss with the donor."
Although his Chinese accent was a little inaccurate, he was very fluent and it was obvious that he had carefully prepared for the Bible debate.
Ye Banxian nodded slightly in salute: "Master Wuzhu, Ye has just entered the Earth Immortal Realm. Do you dare to ask about the master's realm?"
Wu Zhu said slowly: "The Dacheng Vajra Realm is roughly similar to your land."
Ye Banxian smiled and said, "That's good. Ye asked for advice."
As he spoke, he slightly explored his right hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Wu Zhu looked at him: "Wuzhu practices the Buddhist Prajna Vajra Kung Fu. This rosary is a magical weapon. Your Excellency, please take the sword."
Ye Banxian said with a smile: "Ye, all things can be used as swords, and the wooden sword on his back is just a decoration. Master, please."
Wu Zhu heard the words and did not insist. He nodded slightly, took a step forward, formed a ten-thousand-character seal with one hand, and pushed straight towards the Nanhai Sword Immortal.
His movement was not fast, but in an instant, a huge phantom seal was pushed away like a millstone.
Ye Banxian then raised two fingers and stabbed out with the same straight strike, and a seven-foot long sword appeared on his arm.
The two met in an instant, the seal shattered, and the shadow of the sword dissipated at the same time.
This blow was obviously a test. Except for the slight fluctuation of their clothes, it was calm and not even a trace of dust was raised.
"It's not without power. The two of them control the true energy to a very terrifying level." Wenren Fengliu whispered in Jiang Fan's ear.
Jiang Fan is not the Amon he used to be. He still has good eyesight, but he doesn't know who is stronger among the two in this test.
"Evenly matched." Wenren Fengliu said: "They have also clearly seen each other's strength, and I am afraid they will have to go all out in the next attack."
Sure enough, as a substantial Vajra Buddha rose from behind Wu Zhu, the void actually trembled, and the majestic Buddha's voice came out of the air, solemn and solemn. Countless Buddhist believers who were watching had never seen this strange appearance, and the devout people even paid homage to it.
"The Vajra Dharma..." Wenren Fengliu said in shock: "The true energy has transformed into a form. This is a strong man of the old fisherman's level."
Jiang Fan's mind was slightly shaken. Wu Zhu's strength was indeed beyond imagination. Fortunately, Wen Renfeng didn't let Wen Renfeng make a move, otherwise he would lose if he couldn't protect himself. Because according to Wenren Fengliu, the most powerful among the three immortals of Jiehai should be Nanhai Sword Immortal. He has competed with Beiming Old Immortal several times, and they are between equals.
At this moment, Ye Banxian still looked very relaxed, but his back slowly condensed into a ten-foot-long giant sword. Its lifelikeness was no less than that of Wu Zhu, and it even looked not much worse than the sword shadow condensed by Lu Yai. .
The two did not take action immediately, and Jiang Fan could also see that with their cultivation level reaching their level, they no longer bothered to fight for hundreds of moves, and decided to win or lose directly with one move.
The next blow will definitely be earth-shattering.
Shock appeared on Princess Peacock's face. This sword cultivator was unexpectedly powerful, and his aura was not weaker than that of Wu Zhu. You must know that among the Buddhist monks, Wu Zhu was definitely ranked among the top five in terms of martial arts cultivation. Even if you look at it, The entire Buddhist kingdom is also a top existence.
The Chinese sword cultivator who came randomly was actually on par with him, which made her heart waver more and more. How many strong men existed in this distant country...?
In everyone's shocked eyes, Ye Banxian drew his sword, and the ten-foot-long giant sword stabbed the Vajra Buddha in the air.
The Buddha put his palms together and clamped the tip of the huge sword.
This is not a competition of moves, but a pure head-to-head confrontation of true energy. Jiang Fan could understand that the Buddhists needed a seemingly easy and straightforward victory, and fierce fighting could not meet their current needs.
Ye Banxian actually didn't take any tricks and directly catered to the other party's ideas.
The giant sword rubbed against the Buddha's palm amidst violent tremors, and produced a metallic sound, which was simply breathtaking.
The two were locked in a stalemate for more than ten breaths, but there was still no winner.
But at this moment, Jiang Fan noticed that the Nanhai Sword Immortal had a strange evil smile on his lips.
Yes, that's right, an expression very similar to Gu Qiongsu's.
To do something bad!
Before Jiang Fan had time to react, the next moment the giant sword was so powerful that his eyes blurred, only to find that Ye Banxian was gone.
Just when he was confused, a low roar came from Wu Zhu's mouth. Under the light, many people did not see clearly what happened. However, the giant sword and the Buddha's image in the field had disappeared, and the two of them were still standing in their original positions. , seemed not to have moved at all.
Jiang Fan was surprised: "What happened? Who won?"
Wenren Fengliu was dumbfounded: "Oh, I'll go...it's so insidious, how close can it be used like this?"
Jiang Fan was stunned: "What did you say? So close? That unique move of the Nanhai Sword Immortal?"
Wenren Fengliu nodded with his mouth wide open: "That's too bad... He actually pretended to compete with others, but in an instant, he used a short distance to send himself out, to... behind Wu Zhu..."
Jiang Fan was also confused, what the fuck? Doesn't the sword energy teleport instantly at such a short distance? Why did this Nanhai Sword Immortal do the opposite? Sacrifice the man with the sword?
"What's the result? What's the result?"
Wenren Fengliu sighed and shook his head: "Look at Wu Zhu's beads for yourself."
Jiang Fan looked subconsciously and saw that the beads were still the same, and saw nothing unusual, "It's nothing..."
Wenren Fengchuo said: "The rope is broken, Wu Zhu just used his true energy to maintain its shape."
After Wen Renfengluo's explanation, Jiang Fan realized that at that moment, Ye Banxian had sent him away within a short distance. The speed was extremely fast, as if he had traveled across space in an instant, so much so that the person teleported out, leaving an afterimage on the spot.
Wu Zhu, who was focused on the competition of internal strength, did not expect this move. In a hasty counterattack, he was a little too late, and Ye Banxian cut the thread of the Buddhist bead in his palm with his sword finger.
Jiang Fan whispered: "Is this considered...a win?"
Wenren Fengliu said: "We won. As an eminent Buddhist monk, Wu Zhu lost because of the strategy, but a loss is a loss. As an eminent monk, he should not deny it, because if Ye Banxian attacked his life gate, He has also been tricked.”
Jiang Fan looked at the two quiet people in the field. While he was happy in his heart, he also felt pity for Wu Zhu. He had chosen the wrong strategy from the beginning, and even misjudged the wrong person. He never expected that the dignified Fairyland was actually the sixth child. When masters compete with each other, the slightest difference can lead to a huge difference, and the loser is really unjust.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel that he was deceived by the free and easy temperament when he appeared. Gu Qiongsu was so evil, how could his master be a good bird? Hmm... From now on, both master and disciple have to be more careful.
After a long time, the Nanhai Sword Immortal smiled and said: "Master, do you want to continue?"
Wu Zhu sighed softly and announced the Buddha's name in a low voice: "...Amitabha...Ping Seng has been defeated."
As soon as this sentence came out, the Chinese side suddenly fell into carnival, while the Buddhist side fell into deathly silence.
