puff!
The dragon tore off Huizhen's shield and hit Huizhen's heart firmly.
Huizhen was hit hard on the cliff by this blow, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a muffled sound.
The next moment, Huizhen wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
With a wave of his hand, the scattered water and fire stick flew directly to Huizhen's hand again.
Huizhen stood up from the ground and looked at Chen Bei with cold eyes.
Chen Bei's strength was indeed a bit beyond his imagination.
Ke Huizhen has been recuperating for thirty years, just for this day.
"Amitabha."
Huizhen held a stick in both hands and recited a Buddha's name. The next moment, a Buddha statue appeared behind Huizhen.
Unlike the phantom of the Buddha statue that Chen Bei saw from Huiming before, the Buddha statue behind Huizhen seemed to have solidified.
It turned out to be a Dharma image!
With the appearance of this Buddha nature, Huizhen's body suddenly became fierce.
Under the moonlight, the Dharma form looks like a true god Arhat.
As Huizhen moved, the dharma image also moved. Arhat frowned and raised his hand, and his eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened. The overwhelming pressure made everyone present feel energetic.
Some of the weaker ones were already kneeling on the ground and chanting Buddha's blessings.
"Hmph." When the Emei Taoist saw this scene, he couldn't help but snorted: "These monks always like to do these fancy things."
Taoist Penglai, however, had a different idea than him, and also sighed: "As expected of Huizhen, who became famous thirty years ago, I didn't expect to have such a skill."
"Old Monk Mingkong seems to want him to come out of the mountain. Fulong Temple has kept a low profile for too long in these years, and he probably also wants to give the Imperial Master's Office a chance."
"Hmph!" Taoist Emei was even more disdainful: "Have you dismounted? I'm afraid that if you don't dismount, your authority will be gone."
"Then...it's not a loss." Taoist Penglai's eyes were deep: "If Huizhen loses this time, wouldn't Fulong Temple just avoid the turmoil in this martial arts academy?"
"Didn't that kid bet hundreds of martial arts classics with him before?"
"When those people study those classics, they will definitely learn about their Fulong Temple, but their Fulong Temple can take advantage of the situation to seal the mountain. What a good plan."
"Exactly." Taoist Emei was still disdainful: "He has been calculating and calculating, but he just didn't figure it out. What if Chen Bei really kills Huizhen."
"Can't you?"
"Why not?" The Taoist glanced at the battle situation in the distance again: "I don't believe that the old monk can save people from that kid with all his strength."
"You do like that boy."
"I'm not optimistic about him." Taoist Emei's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I'm optimistic about my junior brother Yimu."
"Anyone who can kill Junior Brother Yimu, especially an ordinary person?"
When masters fight each other, they will always only talk about how strong the opponent is.
After all, if you blindly belittle your opponents, it will only highlight your own incompetence.
Just like a strong man who always brags that he went to kindergarten and beat up those children, such a victory will most likely be shamed by others.
"Boom!"
In the Arhat's hand, a shadow of a water and fire stick slowly appeared, and it hit Chen Bei's direction again.
Chen Bei originally thought that this kind of method was the most flashy. After all, it was too noisy and would be inconvenient and even useless.
But it wasn't until the stick hit his head that Chen Bei realized that his body seemed to be locked by a powerful spiritual force, and his feet couldn't even move.
It's as if this stick can only be endured by force!
And this blow was also Huizhen's strongest blow.
After practicing the Dharma for thirty years, Hui Zhen was finally expecting the Dharma to appear in the world today.
"die!"
At this moment, Chen Bei was locked by a powerful force, and that force was getting tighter and tighter. Even the hand holding the fire stick had blue veins popping out.
Chen Bei sighed in his heart, and the Dantian in his body was running wildly.
In just an instant, half of his mana was drained.
With a bang, the moment the stick hit him, and everyone looked at him in even more astonishment, Chen Bei suddenly raised a hand that was too thin compared to the phantom of the stick, as if he had caught it steadily. The stick that was smashed down.
But everyone could also see that Chen Bei swayed downwards the moment he took the stick.
It was as if the energy and blood in his body were reversed, but Chen Bei held it back and did not spit out the blood.
Huizhen was even more shocked when he saw this scene. He really didn't expect Chen Bei to be so strong.
This stick can be said to be his strongest blow.
But...it was unexpectedly taken down by Chen Bei, and it seemed that Chen Bei only suffered some internal injuries.
Huizhen didn't know how Chen Bei did it, but he knew that at this moment, he had to resolve the battle as soon as possible.
Because the power of his Dharma was too much of his own. If Chen Bei was allowed to recover before that, he would never have a chance again.
"kill"
At the moment when Chen Bei adjusted his breath, the Dharma Appearance actually retracted the phantom of the stick, and instead used his hand to shoot it down at Chen Bei.
Chen Bei hurriedly moved away, but the Arhat's hands seemed to have thousands of them, like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, following Chen Bei's figure like a shadow.
No matter where Chen Bei landed, the next second, a hand would fall down immediately, and Chen Bei jumped onto the head of the Dragon Head Mountain dragon.
But the Arhat's eyes were already red, and he cut off the dragon's head with a slash of his palm.
The huge dragon head fell into the mountain stream, with a rumble that seemed to fall into everyone's hearts.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts: "Longshou Mountain, if there is no dragon head, would it still be called Longshou Mountain?"
Seeing Chen Bei keep dodging, Huizhen felt anxious at the moment.
Chen Bei has been avoiding the battle. If Chen Bei doesn't take action when the time comes, he will exhaust his mana.
Then when the time comes to face Chen Bei, I have no chance of winning.
However, most of his magic power had been drained by the previous blow, and he no longer had the ability to restrain Chen Bei.
At this moment, a burst of bells suddenly sounded in the temple.
The sound of the bell fell on everyone's heart. Some people counted it silently, and they were even more surprised.
Have they actually been fighting for an hour?
There was no feeling at all.
The sound of the bell reached the ears of Chen Bei and Huizhen, but their feelings were different.
Chen Bei only felt that the voice was a bit harsh, but Huizhen seemed to have heard the Sanskrit sound, and his whole body seemed to be enlightened. Suddenly the momentum came back.
