"Amitabha……"
The robes are solemn, the gold-rimmed monk's robes exude a faint Buddha's light, his hands are clasped together, and a string of rosary beads is constantly turning over.
"Xiu He, you are no match for him, stand down." The rosary beads in Xiu Yi's hand flew out, like wind, and the monk's robes surged, covering almost half of the battlefield.
"Xiu Yi?" The man in Qingjia's face became more serious and said, "Finally, you Thousand Buddha Cave are not confused yet, you have a decent opponent." The man in Qingjia spit out his tongue, with a scarlet color. There is a circle around the mouth, and there is a bloodthirsty feeling.
"Donor, the devil's heart is deep and I have committed many sins." The Buddha's light became more and more brilliant, like a pure world. Wherever it passed, it was like a quiet and inactive world. You could vaguely see the Buddha's kingdom floating around.
"What a magical image. This Xiu Yi is worthy of being the number one among the young generation of Thousand Buddha Cave."
"It is said that Xiu Yi is the reincarnation of Vajra from the Buddhist Kingdom, and he is naturally close to the Buddha. Now it seems that the rumor is not a lie..."
"I heard that there is a disciple in the Ancient Sword Tower who has gradually matured..."
"Ting Yixiao from the Demon Sect, sending the little Demon Lord away, plus the words of the Wuyin Sect, this is a great world..."
"It can be called a chaotic dance of demons."
"The real world..."
There was already a lot of discussion among the people watching the ceremony below.
On the platform, as mentioned below, it can be called a chaotic dance of demons.
The demonic aura of the man in green armor lingered around him, his face became increasingly blurry, and his true appearance could not be seen, as if the demon king had descended. And with the blessing of the rosary, Xiu Yi became even more solemn, like the reincarnation of King Kong.
"I have heard of your name as a repairman, but I don't know if my green armor can break your cassock?"
Fists and shadows clashed, and they came with a blast.
"Amitabha!"
Xiu Yi turned his palm over, and a Buddha seal came out, making a buzzing sound.
"Is this the Buddhist Vajra Seal?"
boom……
The entire battle platform trembled violently, and the formation patterns continued to flow, causing ripples above.
"So strong..." The speaker's voice seemed a little dry and hoarse, and he was shocked by the scene on the platform.
"It actually shook the formation patterns on the battlefield."
"If these two people break through the Mountain-Building Realm in the future, I'm afraid even the fourth-level Mountain-Building Realm will have a fight..." A strong person at the third-level Mountain-Building Realm felt the fluctuations of the formations and whispered.
"Who is this green-armored man? Why have I never heard of him before?"
"The water in the Demon Sect is so deep. I'm afraid it can threaten the status of the Kirigakure Sect..." Even the disciples of the Kirigakure Sect had to be moved at this moment and no longer worried about their own lives.
On the other side, Ting forced Dao Tu with a smile, and the ink knife made a buzzing sound, dragging on the ground, shaking.
Dao Tu's hand holding the knife was so shocked that his mouth bleeded. It trembled, and he drove the ink knife, leaving a winding trace on the ground, twisting and retreating.
"Ah..." Dao Tu was unwilling to give in. The ink knife emitted a black light, and the heavy blade was swung out from behind again, turning into a line of ink light that covered most of the sky.
"Is it useful?" Ting Yixiao smiled sinisterly. He was wearing a green shirt, covering the clouds and the sun, and the shadows of his palms were intertwined, like a peerless ferocious beast, extremely ferocious.
"Demon King's Seal!"
With a sharp shout, Ting Yixiao seemed to have turned into a demon king, slaughtering, doing whatever he wanted, and a mark that was like an isolation wheel, pressed towards Dao Tu.
"Brother, be careful..." Yang Pi rushed over and warned. At the same time, he was ready to take the stage at any time.
Yang Pi knew Dao Tu's strength best, but with Ting Yixiao's momentum, Yang Pi didn't think he could take it on.
Ting Yixiao's long hair was flying, and between each strand, there was demonic power appearing. The violent power rushed over like a flood.
The Tumo knife spread out and slashed down from the sky.
This is Dao Tu's full strength, the sword's intention is rolling, showing the Mo Dao's peerless slash.
boom!
The crisp sound shook the entire island.
The ink knife struck the Demon King's Seal, and the two peak powers surged together.
Roaring for a long time.
Finally, after two breaths, it exploded.
Snapped!
Like thunder, it exploded on the battlefield.
Boom boom boom...
The entire suspended island was shaking.
"It's so scary..." The people watching the ceremony were swaying and even felt unsteady.
"As expected of Mo Dao..."
"But we still lost in the end..."
Because Dao Tu was already bleeding, and under the Demon King's seal, Dao Tu flew out like a kite with its string broken.
"Senior brother..." Yang Pi stepped onto the stage, came to the high platform, and helped up Dao Tu who fell between the formation pattern and the battle platform.
"So strong..." Dao Tu vomited blood, Mo Dao was no longer able to use it, and his face was extremely pale.
"Senior brother, hurry down and recover." Yang Pi's voice gradually became cold, and there was a surge of murderous intent.
"You...be careful, he is really strong." Dao Tu felt powerless. Because he was defeated by Ting Yixiao in the last five-sect competition. Although they were not the number one seeds of their respective sects at that time, their fighting power was still terrifying, so they participated in the five-sect competition.
"I didn't expect that after five years, I would still be defeated..." Dao Tu's voice was a little bitter, and he stared at Ting unwillingly and smiled, but in the end he was unable to fight anymore.
"Brother, go down and recover quickly." Yang Pi walked to the middle and had a knife in his hand.
Yang Pi's sword intention rolled like steaming clouds, and his breath was long.
"Is there another one who wants to die?" Ting Yixiao even sneered contemptuously because Yang Pi once surpassed him on the mountain climbing road, but Dao Tu had already lost.
"Do you want to take a rest?" Yang Pi's voice was cold, and his momentum was at full strength, like a sleeping lion waking up. His breath surged, and Xiang Ting smiled and left.
"Rest..." The voice stopped suddenly, as if it was stuck in the throat and could not be spit out.
Ting smiled and raised his hand, swallowing back what he had not said.
"I'll take a day off and fight again tomorrow..." Ting Yixiao felt the majestic momentum of the sword and had to change his mind. At the same time, he was extremely shocked.
Because he felt the threat, it was the intuition from the soul, which was very accurate.
"Okay." Outside the battle stage, the elder of Wuyinmen announced the verdict.
Yang Pi walked off the stage.
"Junior Brother Yang Pi, why don't you take back the battle platform?" One of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Tower asked Yang Pi with a bit of blame.
Yang Pi didn't say anything, and went straight to Dao Tu and asked, "Senior brother, are you okay with this?"
Dao Tu looked at Yang Pi and suddenly felt as if he didn't recognize his junior brother, and had a strange feeling.
"Junior brother, you?" Dao Tu asked.
"I may be about to break through." Yang Pi replied, and a stream of spiritual power was input into Dao Tu's body to help him recover.
"I see, no wonder you had to wait for him for a day." Dao Tu suddenly realized, thinking that Yang Pi was going to crush Ting Yixiao with his overwhelming strength, so he agreed to fight again tomorrow.
"Senior brother, I did it for my own sword heart." Yang Pi said simply, not bothering to explain. Yang Pi is a man of few words. He can say so much for Dao Tu, and he also hopes that Dao Tu will not misunderstand.
Yang Pi encountered many opportunities on his mountaineering journey, and finally reached a point where he could no longer suppress himself.
And Yang Pi is a swordsman, so he doesn't want to leave any regrets for himself, and with this feeling of breaking through, tomorrow will be the best time.
The bones of the sword gradually matured. These were the words left by his master and uncle. They were still lingering in his ears, and Yang Pi had not forgotten them.
Let's fight tomorrow and witness the moment when the sword's bones are formed. Yang Pi left the battle platform and walked towards the edge of the island.
Liufeng was already in a tight situation at this moment. A spiritual sword felt restricted everywhere. On the other hand, Qiubielan, with the help of the soul-eating bracelet, was like a fish in water, oppressing Liufeng everywhere, making it difficult for Liufeng's sword intent to break through.
"This woman..." Jun Yuyu was very unwilling because her sweetheart was being suppressed and beaten by her. But he also knew in his heart that Liufeng was no match, and even if he went up on his own, it would be of no avail.
"Brother Yang, when will you take action?" Feng Feiyang was looking forward to it, because Yang Ning's combat power was stronger than Liu Feng.
"After this battle, we can no longer challenge Qiubelan again." Yang Ning said, because the rules of the five factions competition were hung at the back of the hall.
Qiubelan has already fought twice in a row, and in order to avoid the appearance of a round-robin battle among the five factions, the number of matches a person can play in a day is limited to no more than two. After two games, there will be three days of recovery time.
"What exactly does this demon sect want to do?"
"Could it be that he wants to compete for the first place?" As Feng Feiyang said these words, he seemed to be shocked by his own words, and there was a sense of disbelief in his eyes.
"I'm afraid the Demon Sect's purpose this time is really the Wuyin Sect." Although Jun Yuyu didn't believe it, seeing such a scene now, the more she thought about it, the more likely it became.
"That's the Kirigakure Gate." Feng Feiyang sighed.
The status of Wuyin Sect can be said to be deep-rooted and unshakable in Liuyun Kingdom. The Protector Sect ranks 20th among all the forces in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. With such a foundation, is it possible for the Demon Sect? Feng Feiyang doesn’t know.
But the current actions of the Demon Sect are undoubtedly launching an attack on the status of Kirigakure Sect.
"It's unbelievable. The Demon Sect's ambition is so great." Even though Zhao Gang had already been defeated, at this moment, he felt that he had not been unjustly defeated.
Within one day, except for one person from the Demon Sect, the three of them launched a challenge to the other three sects at the same time. This courage and scheming were enough to threaten the Kirigakure Sect.
"Yang Zhen, I don't know what you think?" Yang Ning asked.
"I don't know." Yang Zhen seemed careless, holding Qin Ningyi's hand and not paying attention to anything, and then said: "But I believe that senior brother Chen Yan will solve it, so you don't have to worry."
Yang Zhen's mind is very simple. Although he sometimes makes some bizarre actions, those are just the truest thoughts in Yang Zhen's heart. As for whether the Demon Sect will replace the Wuyin Sect, Yang Zhen has never thought about it.
Who cares, who is first? It’s none of my business, but it can’t stop me and my wife from being together.
Yang Zhen has a free and easy nature, and wherever he thinks of, he will be there. As for the frivolous things, he is a little disdainful.
At worst, give him a Fang Tian Hua Ji and everything will be solved. Especially after getting together with Qin Ningyi, Yang Zhen's approach became even more prominent.
"..." Yang Zhen was speechless and looked at Yang Zhen. In the past, Yang Zhen still had some thoughts, but now it seems that Cang Lan Ba Ti's frankness is becoming more and more obvious.
Maybe this is the fairness of God. If you are given a chance, it will be deducted from you in other places.
"Everything can only be discussed in three days." Yang Ning left a sentence, feeling a little irritable in her heart.
Especially after I ignited the fire of my soul, it became clearer and clearer.
Could it be that something bad happened recently? Yang Ning felt a little worried about her confidence.
