The pain and numbness in his body, as well as the golden-patterned dragon that wrapped around him, immediately made the yaksha feel frustrated. At the same time, there was some relief, at least he no longer had to resist tenaciously.
Just when this Yaksha gave up and was preparing to wait for the next moment to fall, an accident suddenly happened. Several powerful breaths came to this place, and he noticed a familiar breath. The Yaksha, who had his eyes slightly closed, was a little excited, and With an expression of disbelief, he looked towards those auras, his eyes suddenly filled with joy.
I saw three white-headed Yakshas, stepping on the void, appearing on this desolate plain. The three-headed Yakshas were all lords. Among them, the middle Yaksha with three pairs of wings behind him was his lord.
"Boy, you have done a good job this time."
Looking at the Yasha entangled by the golden-patterned dragon, this lord with three pairs of wings chuckled, and there was no doubt that his expression was filled with excitement.
Last time a few foreign monks escaped from the hands of the two lords, it won't be so easy this time. Now that the three of them noticed the movement, they immediately came from the nearby area, and it won't take long for more lords to arrive. Here, when the time comes, these two foreign monks will have no chance of escaping.
As he finished speaking, a burly lord named Yaksha beside him, holding a giant sword, didn't mean to say anything at all. He just waved the giant sword in his hand and struck it down with one strike.
The strong sword light exuded a sharp aura, but what was even more powerful was the speed of the sword light, which struck in almost the blink of an eye.
"boom."
There was an explosion, and the previously extremely hard and arrogant golden-patterned dragon exploded in an instant, filling the air with a faint golden light, and finally dissipated into the space bit by bit.
Just one sword attack showed how powerful the lord was. Even San Wuyi didn't have time to react. These guys would attack so quickly. Naturally, the only excited person in the field was the leader from before.
When he felt that he had lost the restraints of the golden-patterned dragon, he immediately ignored the pain on his body and laughed crazily. He knew that if he survived now, he would naturally be the lucky one. After all, this Every time you make a great contribution, whether it is from the king or the lord, there will definitely be a bigger reward.
After just a short time, the remaining six golden-patterned dragons were immediately taken back by Sanwu. Continuing would only be a waste of their own consumption. After all, there is no point in continuing with the remaining golden-patterned dragons, because there is no point in taking these. The lord had no choice.
Starting with the five or six Dao Yuan realm yakshas, basically half of them were killed or injured, and two others were lucky enough to survive. However, with the appearance of these three lords, Sanwu did not bother to take action against those low-level yakshas. .
Seeing the three white yakshas arriving together, Sanwu felt a little anxious. He knew that these guys would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. This only meant that the current situation in the abyss was more dangerous than he thought.
For a moment, Sanwu's face became solemn, and then he directly put away the golden bowl that was used to conceal his aura. Anyway, the hiding place had been exposed, so naturally there was no point in covering it up.
The golden light emitted by the golden bowl body quickly converged and receded. The next moment, the strong spiritual energy fluctuations appeared in the abyss filled with the aura of killing. That kind of movement seemed natural to these yakshas. It was so out of place, and also very shocking.
Sanwu was lying on the mountainside, looking at the three white yakshas solemnly, blocking Zhao Jiuge, while Zhao Jiuge was still running errands to break through, and his aura was still rising.
Looking at this scene, the three-headed lord-level Yaksha looked at each other. Although in the abyss, they could completely ignore these foreign monks, but the aura and movement of the broken realm, they I still feel very shocked, after all, no matter where, the strong can be respected.
Moreover, one of the two foreign monks is currently breaking through the realm and has temporarily lost his fighting power. This is definitely a good thing for them.
"Get started, don't let these two guys escape like those two losers, and capture them. I'm afraid the king will arrive soon."
Finally, the lord here, the one with three pairs of wings behind him, said directly in a deep voice that this credit was destined to belong to the three of them. He did not want to continue delaying it and let the other lords who came over take a share of it. soup.
After the words fell, the figure of the lord holding the giant sword rushed out directly. The huge flying sword in his hand did not affect his own speed at all. It seemed that he was about to get close to San Wu with the giant sword in his hand. , ready to confront him head-on.
Sanwu, who was dressed in a white monk's robe, had a solemn look on his face, and showed no sign of blinking his eyelids at all. He had the aura of having one man in charge and no one could stop him. As long as he was not dead today, Zhao Jiuge would naturally not be allowed to hurt him. Not at all, and the most important thing is that there are only three lords at the moment, and Sanwu really doesn't take them seriously.
Looking at the figure of Yasha who was holding a giant sword, he was getting closer and closer. Sanwu was completely motionless, except for the two broad monk robes that whirred and shook constantly.
Just when the two sides were close at hand, Sanwu, who had already taken back the golden bowl and held the channeling Buddha beads in one hand, started to move, and then shot out with the palm of one hand.
When it was shot, the golden light condensed, forming a huge palm print directly in the air, and struck it fiercely towards Yasha, who had already waved the giant sword in front of him.
Wuming Temple has countless martial arts skills, but in terms of physical methods, I am afraid no one dares to compare with Wuming Temple. After all, whether it is body tempering or other magic skills, Wuming Temple has always been known for its toughness, and the most important thing is Yes, the monks in Wuming Temple are very strict in their practice of eating wind and drinking dew, and they are very harsh on the physical body.
At the same level of strength, human monks do not have a slight advantage in front of these lord-level Yashas, and are often at a disadvantage. However, Sanwu is not an ordinary monk. Not only is he outstanding in strength, but he also carries many of the Nameless Temple's His background, so naturally he cannot be compared with the ordinary peak Mahayana realm.
"Boom."
The light emitted by the giant sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and the golden light emitted by the golden palm print was steady and thick. When the two collided with each other, a huge roaring sound immediately erupted.
That kind of strong sound seemed to tear even the eardrums, and the aftermath of the attack and collision was very violent. The hilltop where Zhao Jiuge broke through behind Sanwu was still intact. That was because there were three None of them deliberately protected them, but the rest of the area collapsed directly due to the impact of this offensive. All affected areas fell.
After a short acceptance, Sanwu was still calm and breezy, his body was motionless, and the white monk's robe on his body was still spotless. Looking back at the Yasha holding the giant sword, his figure flew out backwards, looking a little angry. After all, at that time It was naturally a bit embarrassing to be in such a state of embarrassment in front of his two companions.
But at the moment of life and death, no one would notice so much. After all, seeing Sanwu showing such strong strength, the other two Yakshas were also murmuring in their hearts.
When Yaksha flew out with the sword in hand, the other two lord-level Yakshas soon continued to move towards Sanwu, confronting each other head-on, which was the best way for Yakshas like them. In this case, they still don't believe in this evil today. Look. Look at how powerful this foreign monk's physical skills are.
Yasha, who had three pairs of wings behind him, was the fastest. He left some phantoms in the void and appeared in front of Sanwu. Then he punched out hard with two fists. The fists punched out were carrying fists. , causing the surrounding air to continue to twist.
But facing such an extremely fast attack, Sanwu remained as steady as a mountain, and he still shot it with one hand emitting golden light.
"boom."
A loud noise came, but this time the Yaksha had learned from the past and naturally had reservations, so the situation was much better.
Immediately afterwards, the last lord still took action, but was shot away by Sanwu. The three Yashas took action one after another, but they were all stopped by Sanwu.
The three-headed yakshas couldn't help but become a little angry and looked at each other. However, this time, they no longer chose to attack separately. Instead, the three of them maintained the same posture and bombarded Sanwu from three directions. This change can be seen Sanwu touched his shiny head. After all, the spiritual intelligence of these lord-level yakshas was not comparable to that of low-level yakshas.
If it weren't for the burden of Zhao Jiuge behind him, who couldn't move away at will to prevent Zhao Jiuge from being affected, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so passive if he started fighting, and could only choose to defend passively.
Seeing that the three-headed yakshas continued to join forces, Sanwu had to be on guard, but this time he was not resisting, but was using his spells all at once, just to stubbornly resist and defend.
Golden Arhat.
The rich golden light dispersed and filled the space. As one of the top secret techniques of Wuming Temple, its power is self-evident and extremely arrogant. In terms of defense, there is no more powerful technique than this.
The only drawback is that after it is used, the whole person is interconnected with the golden Arhat, and cannot control other means. He can only passively defend and let others bombard him. After all, nothing heaven-defying has ever appeared in this world, and it has always been the same. Drink a peck.
When the rich golden light began to condense, a figure with a strong and steady aura appeared, and the image of a golden Arhat appeared around Sanwu's body, sitting cross-legged in the void, firmly protecting Sanwu within it.
The golden Arhat was running errands, chanting sutras with one hand, and his eyes were slightly closed. As soon as he appeared, he brought a powerful aura.
The three-headed yaksha, who were preparing to launch an offensive, didn't quite understand the mysterious methods of the foreign monks, but they still didn't stop at all. Anyway, in the abyss, on their own territory, there was no reason to be afraid of an outsider!
The whistling sound was continuous, and the three-headed lord Yaksha used his sword and his own arrogant body to severely bombard the golden Arhat from three directions.
As a result, apart from the violent sound that broke out, not to mention Sanwu, even the golden Arhat made no movement. Although the three-headed lord Yaksha was secretly surprised, he also discovered some clues at the same time.
When receiving this attack, although the golden-bodied Arhat blocked the attack, Sanwu's aura was stagnant for a moment. Therefore, it was definitely uncomfortable for Sanwu to resist the attack. After all, Sanwu could not always be a Coward.
If the time continues to be delayed, it will be beneficial to them. After all, it won't be long before more and more Yashas come in a steady stream. At that time, no matter how powerful Sanwu is, they may not be able to stop them. The entire Yaksha clan's offensive, after all, this is an abyss.