It was another huge chase. Tang Mu endured the heat of the over-operation of the demon elixir and escaped several times under the cover of night. When he was about to escape into a mountain range, a huge Buddha power suddenly struck behind him through the air. Come on, it was obvious that the two bald heads had lost their patience. They were no longer afraid of hurting Tang Mu as before, but directly chose to seriously injure him.
The one who took action at this moment was the weaker bald man. Even so, a tenth level and an eleventh level were both strong men that Tang Mu could not fight against. The Buddha's light was shaped like the head of a lion with a beard, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he heard a lion sound. The roar almost shattered the night, and most of the surrounding hills were shattered by the roar.
Seeing that Tang Mu was about to be seriously injured under that lion's roar, someone in the mountain range in front suddenly made a cold sound, and then a knife shadow spun up, cutting through the night, shattering the time, following the elusive thread of time. , quietly walked around Tang Mu's body, and whirled and chopped off the head of the bearded lion in the middle.
With a bang, the previously majestic bearded lion head suddenly exploded into pieces. The sword shadow continued to castrate, traveling for hundreds of meters, and was finally shattered by the palm of the older bald man.
"Yo?"
With a surprised chuckle, a young man in smart clothes slowly appeared under the night. He glanced at Tang Mu, who was lying on the ground exhausted and sticking out his tongue. He smiled and looked up at the walking man. The two bald men who came over couldn't help but hold a purple long knife at their waists with their right hands.
"Monk? I have been to the Shaolin Temple. Although I have some Buddhist power, I am still a warrior at heart. But the power you just had is not martial arts energy at all, Buddha power?"
Staring at the two people approaching, the young man seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His sword-like intent gradually became cold and sharp as a knife: "I heard that not long ago, Western Buddhism and the Holy Sect of Light all knelt down and wanted to preach in the country. You two have a sly look on your face. He looks so arrogant that he is not from China, but he is curry Ah San, right?"
The two bald heads stopped when they were twenty meters away from the young man. The older man put his hands together and bowed: "Western Buddhism, from the holy lineage of Shiva, Waver Gandhi, may I ask who you are?"
The young man smiled and said calmly: "Youren, Huang Chenyang."
This young man is Huang Chenyang, who is fourth on the list.
After the Battle of the Relics of Time that day, Huang Chenyang traveled around. He passed by this place a month ago and felt that he was about to be promoted, so he built a thatched cottage in the mountains and devoted himself to training. He originally wanted to practice quietly for a while to prepare for a breakthrough, but he didn't realize it. In the middle of the night, someone was suddenly fighting nearby, and one party's attack was directed towards the mountain where he lived in seclusion.
Huang Chenyang's name is You Ren. In addition to saying that his sword skills are weird and as fast as You, it is also said that he has an evil temperament. He was attacked for no reason. Naturally, he was very angry. Without saying a word, he drew his sword and chopped off the head of the bearded lion. , show up.
Although Nawafur Gandhi had just entered China, his reputation among the top three in China's cultivation world was so resounding that Wavre naturally knew Huang Chenyang.
However, although Huang Chenyang has a famous name, his cultivation level is only at the emperor level. Waver Gandhi is already a middle-level Bodhisattva, which is the so-called mid-eleventh level. Naturally, he is not afraid of a mere emperor-level warrior, and his posture is also slightly different. Show arrogance.
"This matter has nothing to do with Donor Huang. The benefactor just now rashly obstructed our teaching. Since the benefactor doesn't know the reason, Wavre will not pursue it." Wavre clasped his hands together and said calmly, "This dog demon is destined to my Buddhist sect. Come into the seat of my sento Bovinefo.”
Bovini means cow in Indian, and in India, cows are also revered as mythical beings. It can be said that the courage of the Buddha mentioned by Wavre is really incredible for those who dare to take the name "Bovini". Small.
However, Huang Chenyang didn't know any seals, and he didn't hear the threat hidden in the other party's words. He sneered, and gently turned the Zhuyou Blade in his palm. The sword energy splashed away, but then turned around and lingered around the blade.
Seeing that Huang Chenyang had no intention of getting out of the way, Wavre's face darkened and he said coldly: "Does the donor want to make things difficult for me, the Holy Scripture Shiva Sect?"
"Embarrassed?" Huang Chenyang glanced at the string under his feet. Tang Mu stayed in the shelter all year round and had a low reputation in the cultivation world. Huang Chenyang naturally didn't recognize him, so he just glanced at it, raised his head, and sneered, " How do you have the qualifications to make things difficult for me?"
Wavre's face was gloomy, and he was about to speak when the tenth-level Indian monk next to him was already furious. He took a step forward, and his body was filled with Buddha light soaring into the sky, manifesting into a statue of the Ming King. Each of its four arms held an umbrella, a pestle, and A bell and a string of prayer beads.
King Ming's Dharma Stands towering over the sky and the earth, with overwhelming power, but Huang Chenyang smiled contemptuously, brushed the blade with his fingertips, and suddenly swung the blade to cut across it. In the ten seconds after it was shattered, the shadow of his blade was a hundred meters away in an instant. In the space of seconds, he slashed at the monk's throat.
The knife passed by, but Huang Chenyang let out a sigh, and saw the monk clutching his throat and retreating with a roar. Next to him, Wavre's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the Buddhist beads on his wrist and threw them upwards, curling up thousands of feet of golden light. The golden light shrouded the monk's body. After a few seconds, the golden light dissipated. The monk let go of his hand, and there was a pink mark on his throat that was slowly healing.
Staring at the monk's neck, Huang Chenyang's face was full of disbelief. He had mastered the sword of time by himself. The sword was incredibly fast and unparalleled. Even if the twelfth level blocked his sword, it would definitely leave scars. This was the first time. Someone was stabbed in the throat, but only a pink mark was left.
Huang Chenyang was surprised here, and Wavre was even more shocked. This was the first time for him to see such a swift sword among the younger generation. It was as if time had passed by in an instant. If Buddhism was not good at guarding, his junior brother would have an extraordinary background. , carrying something to protect his life, he was afraid that Huang Chenyang had just killed him with a knife.
The monk who had just been nearly beheaded was momentarily lost in consciousness, and a burst of anger suddenly burned through his chest, and he shouted: "Brother, kill him!"
Wavre nodded when he heard the words, clasped his hands together, and chanted louder and louder. Buddha's light filled the air from his body, turning into thousands of feet of golden light soaring into the sky and the earth, and pieces of golden lotus kept breaking out of the ground around him.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Chenyang was about to retreat when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Tang Mu who was still on the ground. He immediately raised his toes, grabbed the back of Tang Mu's neck, and flew back like a flying horse.
The Buddha's light released by Wavre spreads for more than a thousand meters. The golden light is majestic, lotus leaves are everywhere, and countless believers sit cross-legged inside, chanting scriptures, and the power of faith surges like a sea. Several blessed Buddhist vessels rose up one after another, imposing pressure on all directions.
Huang Chenyang had just exited a hundred meters, when suddenly golden light shone in front of his eyes, and a vajra teleported out of the air, and was smashed down on his head with the force of thunder.
Clang! Amidst the loud noise, Huang Chenyang held the Vajra with his sword horizontally, but the ground 100 meters around him sank several meters. It was clear that the force of the Vajra was too terrifying, and a force field was formed to collapse the ground here.
A streak of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. Huang Chenyang grinned. He worked hard with his time skills and finally got a chance. He led Tang Mu to move dozens of meters. As soon as he stopped, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bruised blood. He chuckled and said, "Okay." A powerful vajra!"
Wavre stretched out his hand to recall the vajra, looked at him with an indifferent expression, and waved his hand again, and the lotus leaves under him rose into the air, intertwined like a net, and swept down from the air. Each lotus leaf was like a sharp sword. Feng, this gathering and cutting is simply a storm of blades, crushing everything, and nothing can stop it.
Lotus blades flew down all over the sky, and the hair on Huang Chenyang's body was all blown up by the sharp energy. Although he was ranked fourth in the rankings and could be regarded as one of the top five young people, he was still not a master in the world, especially At this moment, he was facing a middle-level Bodhisattva of the 11th level. If he was really hot and tried to take this attack forcefully, he would definitely be cut into pieces by the lotus blades all over the sky in an instant.
"Hold on to my waist!" Huang Chenyang roared and let go of Tang Mu. The latter was also alert and used the last of his strength to curl his body and wrap it directly around Huang Chenyang's waist. Then Huang Chenyang's figure flickered and suddenly swept back.
He is proficient in the method of time. Not only is his attack speed astonishing, he is also top-notch in movement skills. But seeing him fleeing tens of meters back, and just about to escape from the lotus leaves, Wavre suddenly sneered and said again A copper bell was raised as a sacrifice, and with the melodious sound of the bell, the area within a kilometer radius was suddenly flooded with golden light.
The moment the golden light fell, Huang Chenyang suddenly felt that the space around him had solidified out of thin air. His originally smooth movement was also subject to heavy resistance. Although he was only a few steps away from the edge of the lotus leaf storm, it was already too late to rush out.
"Gan! I got killed by you!" Huang Chenyang cursed as he gritted his steel teeth, turned around and swung the Ghost Chaser Blade, intending to block the blow with all his strength.
Staring at the lotus blades in the sky, Huang Chenyang felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. If it hadn't been for countless life-and-death fights since his debut, he might have lost his composure and collapsed at this moment.
Just when Huang Chenyang was about to draw his sword, a furious roar suddenly came from the distance, and the lotus blade that had cut less than half a meter above his head suddenly rolled back.
He stepped into the gate of hell and then suddenly pulled back. Such a huge gap, Huang Chenyang almost couldn't hold it back in one breath.
But before he could calm down, as if stimulated by the tension just before his death, the zhenqi that was already rushing fiercely in his body suddenly became more turbulent, and the bottleneck that had blocked him for two or three years quietly collapsed. , the aura also climbed up, and in the blink of an eye it had broken through to the peak of the emperor level.
"Breakthrough?" Feeling the surging Qi in his body, Huang Chenyang was momentarily distracted.
With Lear's half-step soul, Yu Lewei promoted to his true form, and the people at the bottom of the rankings also caught up one by one. How could Huang Chenyang, who was fourth on the list, not feel pressure, and worked hard day and night to break through the realm, and now he really made a breakthrough , that sense of urgency immediately dissipated.
When Huang Chenyang was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a sharp roar in the distance, and then heard a person roaring: "Huang Chenyang, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Help!"
With a shock in his heart, Huang Chenyang reacted suddenly and hurriedly drew his knife and rushed there. At the same time, he also saw Wavre chasing a young man and attacking fiercely. If it weren't for the swiftness of his body, the lotus blade in the sky would have been controlled by Wavre. Cut into pieces.
"Shi Chishang?" Huang Chenyang was startled when he saw the young man, and asked in surprise, "Why is it you?"
