The air rubbed by the ghost claws emits brilliant firelight.
The ghost claw alone cannot prove that he has practiced the magic of joy, otherwise Wang Can would not be able to display it.
Wang Can is groveling and has a weird heart, but he is not a fool. If people can see through the trick at a glance, how can he dare to perform it.
The real name of the ghost claw spell is Shura Ghost Claw. The name has the word ghost, which does not mean that it is really a ghost, but it is a kind of secret tradition of Buddhism!
In Buddhism, there are eight doctrines of heavenly dragons.
They are called the one-day assembly, the two dragons, the three yakshas, the four gandharvas, the five asuras, the six garudas, the seven kinnaras, and the bamahurakas.
Asura is a kind of evil ghost, but he converted to Buddhism and became a Buddhist protector.
So the essence of Shura Ghost Claw is a kind of Buddhist magic!
Just like what Mo Junzhi practices is the inheritance of King Yaksha, the strange Buddhist way of integrating Buddha and demon.
Therefore, in order to expose Wang Can more, Su Zishuang must use means to reveal her appearance and make Wang Can lose control.
At this time, Wang Can's eyes were red, and a trace of magic appeared in the corners of his eyes, but it converged into his pupils in an instant.
"The appearance of magic marks before the eyes is a characteristic of the magic skill of joy, but if it were someone else, even those golden elixir ancestors, it would be impossible to conclude that he has practiced the magic skill based on this, but I have already determined it!"
A chill flashed across Su Zishuang's eyes. Even Wang Can had practiced the Magic of Joy. It seemed that more and more disciples of the Joy Sect would be bewitched.
And among the upper-level Jindan Patriarchs, someone must be the main messenger behind it, otherwise how could they cover up all kinds of strange phenomena
"Then Wang Can has gone crazy? Is something wrong?" Patriarch Bibo's water-blue eyes were filled with blue ripples, and he suddenly frowned slightly.
"It's just that he has practiced the Asura Buddhism. He transformed into an Asura as a Buddha. It seems that Wang Can is quite talented in the Asura Buddhism." The narrow eyes of Wushan Patriarch showed some admiration, but his face was still a bit gloomy.
"It is not easy to practice Shura Buddhism. If you don't do it well, you will really lose your Buddha nature and completely degenerate into Shura ghost evil!" Patriarch Yuehua said calmly.
Fu Haozhen, the deputy sect leader, raised his finger and said: "In our Huanxi Sect, practicing several Buddhist ways is entirely voluntary. Since he has chosen the Shura Buddhist way, he will naturally bear the consequences. We seniors should not interfere. It’s good.”
Wu Shan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The deputy sect leader is absolutely right. We must strictly abide by the sect rules passed down by the ancestors and cannot violate the ancestral rules."
The Patriarch of Wushan is a Golden Elixir monk in the Huanxi Peak of the inner five peaks, and the Patriarch of the Huanxi Sect was the first to create the Huanxi Peak. Therefore, the Golden Elixir monks on the Huanxi Peak strictly abide by the Patriarch's laws. Fu Haozhen and other golden elixir ancestors also took things for granted in their hearts.
But no one noticed that under the corner of Wu Shan's eyes, there was a flash of ferocity.
Wang Can waved his Shura Ghost Claw, grabbing fire cracks in the air. This power also made the outer disciples watching below hold their breath.
But Su Zishuang had lotuses growing at her feet, always evading Wang Can's attacks at the last moment.
"Why didn't Su Zishuang attack?"
"If this continues, she will almost be forced under the ring."
"Who knows, maybe looking for opportunities."
Just as the outer disciples below were discussing, Su Zishuang suddenly started to move.
The Ice Mark Sword was unsheathed, spiritual power flowed, and the sword was covered with a layer of blue mist. The restriction inside the magic weapon was activated, which meant that the magic weapon had been activated.
Su Zishuang never took action, not deliberately trying to be cool.
But he is looking for Wang Can’s key!
In the book, Nangong Yanxi killed many demons who practiced the magic of joy, so many details were recorded.
Su Zishuang wanted to see if the records in the book could be used in reality
The sword light flashed like a blue lotus flower blooming in the sky.
After stabbing with the sword, a long and thin scar appeared on Wang Can's wrist, and blood gradually flowed out.
Another roll of the sword swept Wang Can's entire body into the sword light.
Wang Can injured his wrist and his movements slowed down. Su Zishuang immediately trapped him in the sword light. The Soft Water Sword Technique no longer had a soft side, but was more rigid!
The brilliant ice-blue sword light dazzled the eyes of the surrounding outer disciples, making them unable to see clearly what was going on in the arena for a period of time.
When the sword light dissipated, Su Zishuang's ice-scarred sword had returned to its scabbard...
But Wang Can stood still!
"Puff puff… "
Groups of blood burst out from Wang Can's body. There were at least dozens of bursts at the same time on his body, face, wrists, and legs. It looked very scary, but there were no fatal injuries. Only the Dantian area was also stabbed. With one strike of the sword, the magic of joy that had been cultivated so hard was instantly wiped out!
"Why?" Wang Can's pupils were dilated and he was speechless. When his body fell down, he could only look at Su Zishuang blankly. In addition to hatred, he was more at a loss.
"An evil path will always be an evil path and will eventually bring destruction."
Su Zishuang put her hands inside her sleeves and lowered her head. Her thick bangs covered most of her face, revealing her small and delicate chin.
When she walked down from the ring, the outer disciples took the initiative to move out of the way.
At this moment, no one looked down on her anymore, because she used her own strength to prove everything!
The strong are respected. This is the logic of the immortal cultivators. It is very cruel and very direct.
The outer disciples who were watching nearby all looked at Su Zishuang in shock. Being able to defeat Wang Can, a fifth-level Qi refining practitioner, Shura Ghost Claw, with strong combat power, so easily demonstrated Su Zishuang's strength.
But what shocked the outer disciples even more was that most of them could tell that Su Zishuang did not fight with all her strength.
In other words, he only used a small part of his strength to defeat Wang Can, and it is very likely that he still holds a more powerful trump card in his hand.
Is this still Su Zishuang, one of the four great losers? It’s incredible!
No matter what complicated thoughts the nearby outer sect disciples had, they could not hide the fact that Su Zishuang had risen strongly!
"What a powerful sword technique, every sword pierces Wang Can's flaw." On the high platform, Fu Haozhen let out an exclamation.
Patriarch Yuehua and Patriarch Bibo both looked solemn, while Patriarch Shuisheng remained silent as always.
But this time, Wushan Patriarch no longer immediately agreed with Fu Haozhen, and the cold light in his narrow eyes became stronger.
After a while, Wushan Patriarch said slowly: "Swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but if you can't understand the sword's intention, you still don't have much prospects in the future. After all, Su Zishuang only has the three spiritual roots of water, earth, and gold."
"It's a pity. I have good understanding, but my spiritual roots are too poor. Even with the power of the elixir, I can only enter the foundation building stage. There is no hope for the golden elixir in this life." Fu Haozhen sighed and came to a conclusion.
"There will be a few disciples like Su Zishuang in every batch of new disciples, but in the end they will all disappear from the crowd." Patriarch Yuehua said calmly.
"Indeed, it's a pity to practice swordsmanship well. Even if you can defeat other new disciples, you will only be a temporary hero. The long road to immortality will eventually fade away." Patriarch Bibo said with regret in his tone.
At that moment, Patriarch Bibo even considered taking on a disciple, but finally gave up.
As the founder of Wushan said, disciples like Su Zishuang appear in every generation, but in the end it is those disciples with good talents who achieve success.
Sometimes, the world of immortality is so cruel, and hard work is nothing compared to talent.
After all, the gap between realms and various bottlenecks in cultivating immortality cannot be overcome by hard work.
However, if these golden elixir masters knew that Su Zishuang's true qualification was the very rare supernatural spiritual root Lei Linggen, their attitude might change drastically, but at this time they made a wrong judgment based on wrong information. .
And one day, if they can understand, they may even regret it.
After Su Zishuang stepped off the ring, her eyes turned to the ring next to her.
Because the fight between her and Wang Can was so fast that the winner had not yet been decided in other arenas.
On the second ring next to it, there was Changsun Baozhi facing off against Wei Xiuqin.
At this time, Wei Xiuqin was wearing a thin black gauze skirt, black stockings on her long legs, her face was painted with powder, and her eyebrows and eyes were all makeup-free. Although her appearance was ordinary, her temperament changed drastically when she was dressed like this, making her a little charming. stand up.
The makeup technology in this world far exceeds that of the Earth in the previous life. Even if you transform a stout man into a woman, you can do it without any flaws.
If you have not seen the various magical methods in the world of immortality in person, you will often not be able to imagine them at all.
Wei Xiuqin held a soft whip in both hands and waved the whip shadows in the air. This soft yet soft fighting method made Changsun Baozhi feel like he had nowhere to start for a while.
Su Zishuang's left eye was filled with cyan fire, and she carefully observed the flow of spiritual power on Wei Xiuqin's body.
Now Su Zishuang looks at everyone with a bit of suspicion. Wei Xiuqin's cultivation has suddenly risen to the peak of the fourth level of Qi refining, which has to make her suspicious.
Could it be that Wei Xiuqin also practiced the Demonic Art of Joy
But despite a period of observation, Su Zishuang realized that Wei Xiuqin should not have practiced the magic of joy, but she had also embarked on an evil path!
Wei Xiuqin took the pill that forcibly improved her cultivation level, but it cut off the possibility of climbing up in the future.
At most, you can reach the peak of Qi refining, and it is basically impossible to enter the foundation building stage. Even if you get a good ranking in this outer disciple competition, so what
Changsun Baozhi and Su Zishuang adopted the same strategy. They both dodged at the beginning, and when they roughly figured out Wei Xiuqin's soft whip routine, they unsheathed their long swords.
With a flash of sword light, it was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and a kind of momentum arose spontaneously. RS