"Hmph! You are a waste!"
The Wudang Holy Mother sneered again, and then chased after him like a shadow.
When Puxian saw this, he was slightly frightened and quickly waved his sword to meet the enemy.
Just listen to the clang and clang of two golden and iron sounds.
Sparks flew and both of them felt a sense of numbness.
When Puxian saw this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He knew that he had met a strong enemy this time.
Ever since, he also restrained his contemptuous attitude and took it seriously.
The two of them fought for a while, sword lights flying.
A ball of purple lightning and golden electric snakes flashed between the two people, looking extremely gorgeous.
During the fight, they gradually became familiar with each other's fighting methods and routines.
Mother Wudang gradually found her own way to deal with Samantabhadra.
The spiritual energy in her body began to flow out continuously, and wisps of blue spiritual energy condensed on her arms and shoulders.
Then it turned into two fist marks between her palms.
When Pu Xian saw the Wudang Holy Mother's posture, he secretly said, "It's bad."
Sure enough, the next moment.
The two cyan fist seals smashed towards him with a roaring sound.
Puxian quickly blocked the attack with his sword.
Boom boom boom!
After several collisions, the fist seal of Wudang Virgin and his long sword collided with each other and made a violent explosion sound.
Powerful spiritual energy waves spread to the surroundings.
Mother Wudang took the opportunity to draw her long sword.
The rapid rotation brought out several rays of cold light.
Puxian quickly blocked the long sword in front of him.
Ding ding ding!
The sound of the two swords clashing was endless, but it did not hurt Puxian at all.
The two fought for a few more moves, and Puxian gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Pu Xian was anxious. Seeing that Wudang Holy Mother had gained the upper hand, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.
Suddenly shouted:
"go to hell!"
He didn't dare to hesitate any more and could only use his strongest killing move.
Boom boom boom!
Several dazzling green thunderbolts and golden electric pythons collided with each other.
Two bolts of thunder hit the ground and exploded.
The two of them also used this shock wave to retreat quickly.
"Haha, are you still far behind? Puxian, it seems that I have overestimated you!"
The Holy Mother Wudang laughed, with an arrogant expression on her face.
It seems to be mocking Puxian's lack of strength.
"Our Lady of Immortality! The battle is not over yet!"
Puxian said coldly.
"Haha, I will accompany you to the end!"
After saying that, Mother Wudang jumped up again.
The two clashed again.
One black and one white, two figures kept colliding in the air.
There were a few more muffled sounds, and the Wudang Holy Mother and Samantabhadra flew out again and fell on the lawn not far away.
puff!
Pu Xian spat out a mouthful of blood again, obviously seriously injured.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet? Puxian!"
Our Lady of Wudang looked condescendingly at Samantabhadra lying on the ground.
Pu Xian struggled to get up, with anger on his face.
But there was no longer the contempt and disdain in his eyes, but a strong look of fear.
"You are too strong, I may not be your match!"
"But don't think I'll give in!"
The Holy Mother Wudang snorted coldly.
"You still have the delusion to compete with me with your little strength. It's simply wishful thinking!"
"I advise you to practice hard to avoid wasting your status as a saint!"
Our Lady of Wudang had long ago joined humanity.
Became a humane saint.
But it was during this great selection of saints that Pu Xian stood out from the many monks.
Finally achieved the status of saint.
Therefore, it does not take as long as the time it took for Our Lady to become a saint.
More importantly, what Puxian added was authentic.
The weakest among the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings, its strength is even weaker.
Everyone knew he couldn't win.
But he still held on to a glimmer of hope that a miracle would happen.
As long as he can defeat the Wudang Holy Mother, he can save face for Buddhism.
Pu Xian will never give up so easily!
"Puxian, please leave!"
The Holy Mother Wudang roared loudly, and then attacked Samantabhadra like lightning.
A bolt of purple lightning pierced the sky and headed straight towards Pu Xian. Pu Xian quickly raised his sword to resist.
Boom!
Two thunders sounded at the same time, and purple lightning hit the sword in Puxian's hand.
Knocked Puxian back a few steps.
The Wudang Virgin also took a few steps back because of this rebound force.
There was a bit of unwillingness on Pu Xian's face, but he quickly adjusted his emotions.
He believed that one day, he would kill this unworthy Virgin with his sword.
He will never give up!
Thinking of this, Puxian once again raised his sword and attacked the Wudang Holy Mother.
When the Holy Mother Wu saw this, a look of disdain appeared on her face.
She never took the other person in front of her seriously.
Although Samantabhadra has become a saint, he is the weakest saint after all.
He only needs three moves to solve it.
After thinking about it, she attacked Puxian again.
Turning his wrist slightly, the sword suddenly glowed and struck towards Puxian.
Seeing this, Puxian quickly blocked with his sword.
The sword tips collided, and a violent air flow spread to all sides.
Puxian was immediately shaken back by this huge force.
"Haha Puxian, you are no match for me at all, stop struggling!"
Puxian gritted his teeth and refused to refute.
But his attacks became more and more sharp, and his attacks became faster and more fierce!
But Mother Wudang did not panic.
Still feeling at ease and not seeming worried.
The speed at which the two men fought was so extraordinary that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
Only two figures were seen flashing.
There was a faint smile in the eyes of the Madonna Wudang.
That's a winning smile.
Puxian's heart trembled and he knew it was not good.
Sure enough, when he was about to retreat, the palm of the Holy Mother of Wudang suddenly stretched out.
A terrifying suction force emitted from her palm.
"not good!"
Puxian screamed in his heart, but he could no longer avoid it.
He could only bear this terrifying sucking force.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Our Lady of Wudang directly sucked Samantabhadra back.
Then he pressed Puxian's head with his palm and pressed it hard into his own palm.
This power is extremely huge, like a cage between heaven and earth!
Samantabhadra felt the great power transmitted from the palm of the Virgin Mary.
I could only let it be at its mercy and watch helplessly as I was suppressed by the Incompetent Mother.
Puxian suddenly burst out with a majestic magic power.
It's a pity that this mana has just surged out.
The suction force in the hands of the Holy Mother of Wudang immediately increased several times.
Pu Xian could only passively be dragged to the front of the Wudang Holy Mother by the suction force.
There was a sneer on the corner of Madonna Wudang's mouth:
"Puxian, you are useless, you can't escape my grasp!"
She pressed Puxian hard to the ground and raised the sword in her hand again, preparing to drop it.
If this sword falls, it will definitely be a corpse.
Puxian looked at himself getting closer and closer to the ground, and his face became extremely ugly.
He didn't know what to do.
Are you really going to die?
"no!"
Puxian's heart trembled.
He knew that if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be crushed to death by the Immortal Virgin.
He resisted desperately, trying to escape from the oppression of the Immortal Mother.
But to no avail, he still couldn't get rid of it.
Samantabhadra knows.
After all, my own strength is too weak, and I can't break away from this terrifying pulling force no matter what.
