The blood in his heart floated in front of Sanshi's eyes, and Sanshi slowly opened his eyes. There was a glint in his eyes.
Following this, Sanshi continued to switch the magic marks on his hands, and the blood in his heart was pulled into threads by the three stones. If you look closely, it looks like an extremely delicate steel needle.
"Duh!"
The three stones were pointed together, and the blood sword seemed to be alive, sweeping the black needles all over the sky, condensing into a point, and shooting towards Chen Bei's Gang Qi shield.
"clang!"
This blow condensed nearly half of Sanshi's skills over the years, and drew out a mouthful of blood. The blood arrow hit the shield and made a huge sound.
At the same time, Chen Bei was forced back several steps.
But the blood arrow still didn't stop its momentum and was still pushing towards Chen Bei's eyebrows.
He is indeed a person who has been famous for a long time.
Xiao Ruyi, who saw this scene from a distance with binoculars in the villa, originally felt that Chen Bei was invincible in the world, but as Chen Bei was forced to retreat, his throat rose again.
I cursed in my heart, these old guys are bullying others.
Bullying someone in return is simply not a thing.
"careful."
Xiao Ruyi couldn't help but exclaimed again, because he saw that the old monk was still thinking of secretly attacking Chen Bei.
At this time, the dragon soul has been polished by this monk. The soul itself without the protection of the body is extremely fragile. The soul has just experienced the thunder tribulation. At this moment, it can be controlled by the hands of two earth immortals. The effort it takes to stick to one stick of incense is already remarkable.
The old Taoist priest used a magic circle to press him onto the ice. The monks were watching the battle between Chen Bei and San Shi with great interest.
They have been trapped in the bottleneck period for a long time. If they can have an epiphany through other people's battles, it will be their own opportunity, especially this kind of undesirable battle between the earth and fairyland.
"I didn't expect that this young boy is not weak at all."
The old Taoist priest put away his sword and praised Chen Bei.
Huiming's face darkened: "Have you ever seen an Earth Immortal who is less than thirty years old?"
This sentence made Yimu frown.
Indeed, looking at Chen Bei from their perspective, Chen Bei's abilities are not outstanding, and can even be considered poor. However, it just so happens that such a junior with very poor abilities has become an Earth Immortal in less than thirty years. realm.
If they really admitted this, wouldn't their years of hard work become a joke?
"Evil devils and heretics, everyone will find them and kill them!"
Before Yimu could speak, the old monk had already determined the source of Chen Bei's strength.
Because he was an evil heretic and used dishonorable methods, he was able to be at the same level as them, and even stronger than them.
It's definitely not because they are useless, and it's definitely not because they have misjudged Chen Bei's character.
"Well, it is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the law."
Yimu used his peach wood sword again, but the old monk's Zen staff was still one step ahead of him after all, and it had already hit Chen Bei's back.
Chen Bei was originally testing the strength of Three Stones when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind coming from his back. With a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw a golden light coming toward him, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.
He turned around and took out his fire stick, and mercilessly hit the golden streak with the stick.
Hearing a thud, the fire stick and the Zen staff hit each other in the air. Chen Bei felt numb, and the Zen staff had also been beaten back by Chen Bei's stick.
"Does Fulong Temple also only know how to play tricks?"
Chen Bei retorted, but the old monk seemed to take it all to heart and just recited the Buddha's name:
"All kinds of sins and karma are all due to me."
"Donor, put down the butcher knife and turn around."
What he was chanting was the Buddha's name, but what he was doing was the business of killing people. Chen Bei didn't even bother to talk nonsense with these people anymore.
Anyway, unless you kill them right now, whatever you do in their mouths will be wrong.
People live forever, why should they live in other people's mouths.
"seal up!"
Before it was settled here, Sanshi had already activated the blood needle again. The moment Chen Bei withdrew the Gangqi shield, it turned into a rain of needles all over the sky. Following Sanshi's order, Chen Bei's surroundings were sealed. All directions.
With a whooshing sound, it was like rain falling all over the sky, and it hit Chen Bei again.
"It's not over yet!"
Chen Bei himself was still immersed in condemning Huiming's sanctimonious behavior. As a result, he kept repeating three stones one after another endlessly. No matter how good-tempered Chen Bei was, he was irritated.
Even the one who originally planned to play with them suddenly became dark-faced.
The spiritual energy in the body was circulating, and in an instant, the Dantian was running wildly, and the spiritual energy filled all the bones in the sky along Chen Bei's eight extraordinary meridians.
The fire-burning stick in his hand shook, and an arc of lightning jumped on the fire-burning stick.
Chen Bei was also surrounded by thunder and lightning. At this moment, he was like a thunder god.
As the lightning arc jumped, the black needles that shot towards Chen Bei turned into nothingness the moment they touched the lightning, leaving not even a trace behind.
"break!"
Chen Bei took advantage of the situation, jumped up, and swept out with a stick. Suddenly a strong wind blew up.
The thin needles all over the sky, which were still very intimidating at first, were suddenly extinguished in this storm carrying the power of thunder and lightning.
"Vulnerable."
"That's it!" Chen Bei tapped his foot, raised the fire stick in his hand, and hit San Shi's head again.
The elder Sanshi was about to hit Sanshi, who was like a puppet.
But he opened his eyes again.
The palm of his hand was slowly raised, and at the moment when the fire stick struck down, the fire stick in Chen Bei's hand was firmly grasped by Sanshi's palm.
Chen Bei was suddenly startled and hurriedly wanted to withdraw the fire stick, but the hands of the three stones seemed to be suppressed by spiritual power, and he could not break free.
Good guy, no wonder this person can achieve the position of elder in Penglai Pavilion.
I originally thought that this man's fame was all due to his mental power and magic, but I didn't expect that his physical body was also so powerful.
Chen Bei secretly said that he underestimated his opponent, but he felt that he had benefited a lot from this contest with Sanshi.
He even felt that Sanshi's fancy tricks before were all foreshadowing for this moment.
If this is the case, then in the future when fighting against others, can I also imitate the same pattern and make frequent flaws, just for the final blow?
After all, moves or whatever are not important, the ones who can survive are the real strong ones.
Sanshi was still like a ruthless machine. When Chen Bei struggled to break away from the fire stick, Sanshi also increased his strength in his hands.
In fact, what he was interested in was Chen Bei's cassock and the fire stick. Now that he had the fire stick, there was no reason to let it go easily.
"punish!"
Sanshi's tone, like a Sanskrit sound, suddenly shook Chen Bei's mind. A hint of cunning flashed in Chen Bei's eyes. He struggled for a moment and suddenly let go of the hand holding the fire stick.
