Fuhu Luohan took the magic pestle and struck it lightly on the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword that was still cutting his neck.
The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword whined and flew back toward Qin Ran unsteadily.
"This sword is too murderous and is not the right way! It must be destroyed!"
Fuhu Arhat stretched out his hand and the demon-subduing pestle beside him flew after the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword.
"Want to destroy my magic weapon?"
Qin Ran snorted coldly, transformed into light and teleported, and hurried to the Demon-Conquering Pestle, which was constantly cracking the space wherever it passed, and retrieved the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword.
At the same time, he waved his sleeves and shot out two divine dragons, one golden and one ink, one like the sun and the other like the ink moon, and they hit the Demon-Conquering Pestle fiercely. He also offered sacrifices to the Jiuyi Cauldron, and the infinite suction power enveloped the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
The Jiangmo Pestle took a shot at the Jiuyi Cauldron, and the menacing force suddenly slowed down.
The two divine dragon palms took the opportunity to slam into the Demon-Conquering Pestle. There were two loud bangs, and the space shook violently. It exploded like shattered glass, exploding into dense black holes.
Under the collision, the Yin and Yang dragons screamed together and their whole bodies exploded. The demon-subduing pestle remained unchanged - Fuhu Arhat's demon-subduing pestle was an ancient magic weapon, and its power was also astonishing.
Even in the mortal world, the demon-subduing pestle of Crouching Tiger Arhat is famous. Shaolin has a Kung Fu called "Cuddling the Tiger and Arhat's Pestle".
Seeing that the force of his palm could not shake the Demon-Conquering Pestle, Qin Ran snorted coldly, flew out of the Jiuyi Cauldron, pointed with his hand, and countless silver threads that seemed to be substantial were sprayed out from the mouth of the cauldron, twisted into hundreds of strands, like tentacles. , tightly wrapped around the demon-conquering pestle, and pulled it into the cauldron.
The Demonic Pestle continued to struggle, exploding with infinite force, causing the surrounding space to continuously make overwhelming rattling sounds. The silver thread wrapped around the Demon-Conquering Pestle also broke in large strands amidst the dense and continuous banging and popping sounds.
But with the blessing of Qin Ran's magic power, the silver threads sprayed out from the Jiuyi Cauldron were almost endless. One stream was broken by the magic pestle, and two more streams spurted out. The Demonic Pestle was unable to move for a moment.
However, the Fuhu Arhat's Pestle is not an ordinary magic weapon after all, but the Fuhu Arhat's treasure. Even if it cannot escape the Jiuyi Cauldron's ingestion for a while, the Jiuyi Cauldron cannot absorb it and can only fight with it in a bitter stalemate.
Fuhu Arhat laughed loudly: "You are not greedy enough to accept my magic weapon! You can also accept Fuhu Arhat's Pestle?" As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and patted Qin Ran from a distance.
With one shot, a huge phantom of a palm print suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, with majestic mountains and giant mountains, and the roaring ocean. The huge palm print carried the power of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and oceans, as if the entire universe was smashed down on Qin Ran's head.
Qin Ran looked stern and sneered: "How dare you look down on me like this? Since you are so shameless, I don't have to be polite to you!"
His body flashed, and he actually traveled through space, appeared behind the giant palm, and then flew toward the Crouching Tiger Arhat like lightning.
"The art of space?" Crouching Tiger Arhat's face changed slightly and he shouted: "Well done!"
He had the golden body of an Arhat and was unparalleled in close combat. Naturally, he was not afraid of his opponent. He punched out and hit Qin Ran. The two of them collided with each other. For a moment, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the world.
Bang bang bang!
The two figures were as fast as lightning, shuttling back and forth in Nuo Da's small world. The aftermath of the fight between fists and feet caused the mountains and rivers to collapse and the sky to tear apart.
After clashing with each other for more than a hundred moves, the two temporarily separated and each stood on one side.
Fuhu Arhat looked at the bruises on his fists that were rapidly recovering, and said in a low voice: "What a tyrannical body. You are definitely not a nameless person in the Three Realms. Who are you?"
Qin Ran shook his slightly sore arm and said contemptuously: "Who are you? Why should I answer you!"
"You! Looking for death! The Arhat is angry and draws out his angry sword!" Fuhu Arhat was furious, turned his palm into a sword, and slashed at Qin Ran from a distance, slashing out a huge sword force.
In the void, the sword energy cut through the void, so sharp that the light was cut in half and fell straight down.
Qin Ran looked at the falling sword force indifferently, stretched out his palm, and a purple sword shadow flew up from the palm of his hand.
The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword instantly bloomed with infinite sword energy. Wherever the sword energy was entangled, it seemed as if
Already isolated into another world.
Bang!
The blooming sword energy formed a sharp sword light, which directly shattered the sword energy fired by Fuhu Arhat into the void.
Two turbulent qi lights collided together, shaking the void of heaven and earth. A strong wind suddenly appeared in that area, and the energy boiled in the void, like a violent volcano erupting in an instant.
Crouching Tiger Arhat recalled the demon-subduing pestle, fell from the clouds, and pounced on Qin Ran.
Qin Ran grabbed the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword and moved his body. Instead of retreating, he actively leaned forward, and the bright sword energy bloomed in the void.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sound of weapons clashing kept coming, and the immortal energy on the two bodies continued to explode. The void became a vacuum zone, and the tyrannical energy tore apart all matter.
But in terms of strength, the two were almost the same, but the Demonic Pestle was an ancient magic weapon, and its power could steadily overpower the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, which put Qin Ran at a disadvantage.
Fuhu Arhat laughed loudly: "Thief, the west is my Buddhist territory, and the position of the Emperor of the West belongs to my Buddhist sect. If you surrender obediently, you can still be honored, otherwise, huh!"
"What else?" Qin Ran's face remained as usual, he swung away the Demon-Conquering Pestle with one sword, and then turned his left hand into a palm and struck hard at Crouching Tiger Arhat.
"Guizhou donkey has no skills!" Fuhu Arhat sneered. He had been fighting with Qin Ran for a long time and had already figured out his opponent's strength. The opponent was even weaker than him, so he immediately faced him with his fists without fear.
However, the next moment.
boom!
An unprecedented terrifying force came, and Fuhu Arhat's arm was smashed like mud. Kieran's slap continued to hit Fuhu Arhat's left face hard.
"Ahhhh!"
The Fuhu Arhat screamed and was immediately blown away. A purple-purple lump suddenly swelled up on the left side of his face, as big as a sea bowl, completely changing the shape of the left half of his face.
The originally flawless defense also showed flaws.
Qin Ran seized the opportunity, transformed into a stream of light, escaped through the air, appeared next to Fuhu Arhat, stepped on him hard, and then the stream of light flashed in his hand.
The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword struck Fuhu Arhat's neck with one strike.
This time, there was no lotus to block the sword. The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword quickly circled Fuhu Arhat's neck and removed his head.
Fuhu Arhat's body and head were separated, his head was still open and he was screaming in pain, and his body was rolling around. His eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Qin Ran and shouted: "How is this possible! Why did your strength soar so much in an instant!"
Qin Ran sneered, and the magic power derived from the wick of the lotus lamp on his left hand faded, "The dog of the defeated army! Howling and barking!"
He didn't give Fuhu Arhat a chance. He raised his fist and smashed Fuhu Arhat's head into pieces.
The victory was decided and the battle was over.
