Coarse clothes and straw shoes, this kind of appearance is really not flattering, but as Xiu Ya entered the Baizhang space, the whole hall exploded.
"Is he looking for death?"
"Although his movement skills just now were impressive, how dare he do it in the hundred-foot space here?"
"Saint Maiden of Miao Valley, this person is definitely looking for death."
Qiang Rong and Little Leiyang King also looked slightly nervous. The Saint of Miao Valley is definitely not an ordinary genius, and her reputation is even higher than that of Qingzhen.
"But he..." Qiang Rong didn't understand. The aura that Xiu Ya had just shown was very extraordinary. If he wanted to be crowned king, it was definitely more than enough. However, taking the initiative to find the Holy Maiden of Miao Valley was tantamount to asking for trouble. Even a wasted opportunity.
"I just felt the scent of Buddha in this person. Could it be said that he is?" Little King Leiyang was not sure, but he was certain that what repaired the teeth was definitely the power of Buddha.
But in the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, there is really no famous Buddhist and Taoist force. In terms of power, there is really no one with a good reputation.
"So what about Buddha's power? Can he beat the Holy Maiden of Miao Valley?"
…
As Xiu Ya entered the space, his ordinary clothes were like heaven and earth compared with the exquisitely dressed saint.
But at this moment, golden light burst out from Xiu Ya's body. The treasure is solemn, with layers of outlines outlined around it.
Cao Lu moved and Xiu Ya came to a distance of twenty feet from the throne.
"Who is it?" The saint stood up from the throne.
"Xiu Tooth." Xiu Tooth's voice was very calm, as if the other person's beauty was like an empty skin.
"Amitabha!" the Buddha shouted, holding one hand in front of his chest and saluting the saint.
"Monk?" The saint was slightly startled. Monks are all bald. Why is this man in front of him not ordained?
"If you insist, I can only be considered half a monk." Xiu Ya's coarse clothes and straw shoes are not on the same level as the saint's brocade attire.
"Half a monk?" Ruanxiang asked.
"I am a lay disciple of Buddhism." Xiuya walked another five feet, one step closer to the throne.
"Come to challenge me?" the saint asked.
"Yes and no." Xiu Ya seemed to be meditating.
"What's the meaning?"
"I just want to..." Xiu Ya seemed to be hesitant, and his calm face was slightly rosy.
"What are you just thinking about?" The saint was a little annoyed. Why did this guy hesitate to speak? She had to ask him every time.
"I just want... I just want to... take you home..." He kept saying it without surprising his words. In one sentence, Xiu Ya's face was red, with a simple face and ordinary clothes, but he had great ideals.
"What?" The Saint didn't react yet, but then shouted angrily: "What did you say?" With a move of her palm, her dress fluttered, and angry flames descended.
"It's nothing, I just thought you were pretty, and then I hugged you..." The voice was already wrapped in angry flames, Xiu Ya didn't even think about it, and his words actually angered the Holy Maiden of Miao Valley.
Seeing the menacing approach of the other party, he did not dare to be careless at all. The golden light around the simple clothes was even brighter, and on Xiu Ya's forehead, a small man only as big as a thumb sat cross-legged and slowly emerged.
"Buddhist golden body?" Little King Leiyang said in shock: "Who is this person?"
Qiang Rong was even more confused.
Although it was unclear what the two said, the angry saint still made many geniuses in the hall talk about it.
"If the saint is angered, this kid may not be able to walk out of the space alive..."
"Okay, but if you anger the Holy Maiden, your life will be long..."
…
"Buddhist disciple, you are so frivolous. I saved you for Buddha." The saint was very angry. As a saint of Miao Valley, she is also one of the most talented people in Liangzhou. She is so proud of herself that she is such an ordinary practitioner. You can get involved.
"Don't be angry..." Xiu Ya was speechless. A monk did not lie. After seeing the saint, he knew that this was his disaster. Therefore, after being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to take action. Besides, he was obedient. Cultivating with the Buddha in your heart is also following your original intention and expressing your inner thoughts. Why do you want to save me?
Ding!
A palm was slapped on Xiu Ya's chest, but instead of flying backwards as expected, there was a sound like the collision of metal, and the saint even felt pain in her jade palm.
"Don't get angry, otherwise it won't look good..." Xiu Ya's other free hand actually took action in an instant and grabbed Ren Xiang's wrist.
Through the gauze, the saint's face looked blurry.
In a charming moment, the two people's bodies came close to each other, their limbs touched, and their eyes collided.
Xiu Ya looked at the saint with clear eyes. This was the first time he had been so close to a woman since he started practicing.
The skin like gelatin made repairing teeth feel like an electric shock. He was instantly sluggish, and his heart was beating like a deer.
Saint Nuanxiang, cold and lonely, has become even colder since she embarked on the path of cultivation. As a proud daughter of heaven, when did she come into such close contact with a man. Above the frown, there was a faint blush.
In the haze, the woman's fragrance slowly came, and Xiu Ya felt in a trance.
Saint Ronxiang saw that the other party actually grabbed her wrist, and she immediately became even more angry. A powerful force burst out, and flames rolled around her. She shot directly with her left hand. The powerful force bypassed her right hand and cut across the middle of the two people.
"Are you crazy?" Xiuya saw that Renxiang was so cruel. When his wrist was restrained, he struck out sharply, ignoring his right hand, and cut vertically with force.
He immediately released his grip on his wrist and at the same time moved his body back to avoid anything sharp.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Saint Ronxiang did not feel that she was cruel at all. In fact, she was also betting that this tooth repair would not hurt herself. Obviously, she made the right bet.
After escaping from the control, when the saint thought of the charming situation just now, her face under the gauze became even redder, she let out a cry of surprise, and immediately came to kill her.
Xiu Ya was a little dazed, how could he not understand that his standard was deceived. Although everything just happened was fierce, the other party caught his mind and succeeded in everything, and he quickly broke away from the control.
"Shameless person." The saint was very angry. As a saint of Miao Valley, when had she been treated so lightly again?
"Amitabha, female benefactor, don't force me to take action..." Seeing the other party coming to kill again, Xiu Ya clasped his hands together, a powerful golden light pierced people's eyes, and a golden body rose up.
"Vajra Prajna." Xiuya is innately invincible, perfectly displaying his power as an ascetic.
Ruoyi Xunxun actually decided to give the Saint a hard blow once again.
"Let me go, who is this guy? He is so fierce."
"Did I read it correctly just now?"
"What did this guy just say to the saint?"
"Saint Maiden of Miao Valley, was she actually treated lightly?"
"I definitely saw it wrong..."
"You actually disrespect the goddess in my heart. It's really unforgivable!" For a moment, the prodigies from outside the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya gritted their teeth and wished they could tear Xiu Ya into thousands of pieces.
…
Ding!
Another palm was slapped on the golden body, and the sound of metal colliding was heard.
Saintess Ronxiang was directly bounced away.
"Female donor..." Xiu Ya was nervous for a moment, as this was something he was going to take home. He immediately restrained his golden body and flew up to the side of Saint Ronxiang.
Saintess Ronxiang, who was originally flying upside down, suddenly started up, and her pair of jade palms moved continuously.
"You..." Xiu Ya's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that the saint Ronxiang was actually pretending.
Miscalculated.
boom! boom! boom……
Seven times in a row, it was extremely painful to repair the teeth. On his body, his slender hands slapped seven palms in a row, leaving traces of seven palm shadows.
"Pfft..." A mouthful of essence and blood spurted out, and Xiu Ya was tricked by the saint Ronxiang for the second time.
But soon, the golden body appeared again, and the boundless Dharma shrouded itself, flicking away the incense of the saint.
"Sage Ronxiang, it's wrong of you to do this." Xiu Ya pointed at Ronxiang seriously, and continued: "I am your future husband. If you hit me like this, won't your heart hurt?"
Damn it it hurts…
Ronxiang wanted to swear, but out of the reserve in her heart, she finally held back. The plan succeeded, and she immediately adjusted her mentality. A holy aura slowly emerged from her body, and she instantly regained her former coldness.
In her jade hand, there is an extra soft whip. This is her spiritual weapon. She originally thought that an ordinary cultivator would not need to use this whip by herself, but she never expected that this Buddhist lay disciple named Xiu Ya would do this. powerful. He even almost let himself fail, and his mentality was repeatedly affected.
Xiu Ya endured seven palms, which was not very comfortable. Fortunately, Xiu Ya's physical body was strong, and after all, the attack by the Saint of Longxiang was in a hurry, so the power was not very strong. In less than a few breaths, Xiu Ya had already attacked. He stabilized his injuries.
Xiu Ya glanced at Saint Longxiang and immediately said in surprise: "Hey...it turns out you can change your face. It's really novel." As if he was interested, a pair of eyes began to look at her blatantly.
Ronxiang kept reminding herself in her mind, and even began to say silently in her heart: The other party is a stinky piece of shit, and she must defeat this stinking piece of shit.
There was a cry of surprise and an explosion in the air.
The soft whip folded, like a long snake in the air, and attacked Xiuya.
"So you are so strong after your face change..." Xiu Ya was surprised at the same time, and finally moved his palms away from his chest, continuously making palm prints in the air.
boom!
boom!
There were two collisions in succession.
The palm prints were scattered, and the power of the long whip was greatly weakened due to the obstruction of the two palms.
But the long whip still shuttled between the two of them, heading straight for Xiu Ya's body.
Hiss...
Like a long snake spitting out a message, or like a wandering dragon running and roaring, a spiritual whip actually increased Ronxiang's strength so much.
Xiu Ya was also slightly shocked. The Saint Ronxiang at this moment was completely different from the previous moment. She didn't dare to be careless immediately. She was tall and invincible with her golden body.
At the same time, heavenly sounds came out from his mouth.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum."
The six tones of Buddhism.
The sound was like the sound of nature, roaring throughout the hundred-foot space.
The golden sound is like a tide.
boom!
The long whip attacks and the sound waves collide.
Violent force suddenly exploded all around.
But it's not over yet.
boom!
boom……
There were six explosions in succession, and the entire hundred-foot space seemed to be shaking.
The power of the long whip surprised Xiu Ya.
He knew that the power of his six Buddhist tones was actually broken by Saintess Longxiang with a spiritual whip.
No, she also became stronger during the changes she just made.
"Vajra's Wrath!" The voice was like a rainbow, shaking the entire space.
"Hmph!" At this moment, the Saintess Longxiang was extremely cold, and her holiness was even more vividly displayed.
As her mentality recovered, Ronxiang's strength became terrifying.
As if there was some kind of blessing, the saint's power at this moment made many geniuses go crazy.
"The saint's fragrance is well-deserved..."
"But this guy is not bad at all. He can actually compete with Saint Ronxiang."
"So what if it's not ordinary? You must know that the whip of the saint is a spiritual weapon close to a divine weapon. It just delays the time of failure..."
"Stop the dance sequence!" Saintess Longxiang moved.
The shadow of the whip surrounds the whole body, like a long dragon swimming, vivid and vivid, but every time the whip moves, a force will burst out of the air and go straight to Xiu Ya's body.
A Vajra phantom emitted from Xiu Ya's body, shrouded in golden light, and slowly approached Ruan Xiang.
Snapped!
Snapped!
The air exploded, and fierce spiritual power swept through the sky, and flames intertwined in the chaos.
"This..." Qiang Rong was shocked. He didn't expect that this Xiu Ya could really compete with the saint Ronxiang. No wonder he was so confident.
"I didn't expect that among the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, there are actually perverted strong men." Little Leiyang King was also shocked by the sudden appearance of Xiu Ya, and then thinking about Bai Xiaosheng's ranking, this Bai Xiaosheng is really what he seems on the surface. A liar?
