At the moment when many Taiping Dao disciples rushed wildly, Monk Ruhua stood up with one palm in front of his chest, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and recited a Buddha's name silently. Hundreds of Taiping Dao disciples came to him ten feet away with ferocious faces, and finally opened their eyes , the golden-yellow dual-colored aura surged up like a lion roaring, the great monk shouted angrily, and pushed forward with a single palm—
boom!
Lie Yan moved forward along the palm wind, covering a distance of 20 feet in front of him in an instant, dragging the coefficients of hundreds of Taiping Dao disciples into the flames, screaming like screaming eagles, and in an instant, those hundreds of Taiping Dao disciples were swallowed by the flames , Turned into a humanoid ashes that maintained their posture during their lifetime.
Frost and Lengyue Erdao were dumbfounded, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.
Yan Jueling chuckled lightly, and said, "Great Monk, your newly researched palm technique is powerful enough!"
Aunt Leng Yue's eyes were about to burst into flames, and she roared: "The Great Monk is so murderous, isn't he afraid of going to Abi Hell?"
The Great Monk Ruhua smiled wryly and shook his head, and said: "Amitabha, the Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The Buddha's fire kills demons. Facing people who practice authentic Xuangong, this move will only cleanse the body and mind, and will not hurt them However, if one practices evil magic skills and evil methods and has evil thoughts in his heart, this skill will definitely ignite the evil fire in his body, fuel the power of the Buddha fire, and self-immolate on the spot. Amitabha Buddha, poor monks can't think of it, there are hundreds of disciples here, counting three The view is completely destroyed, and the poor monk slays demons and eliminates demons, they deserve this calamity!"
"Fart!" Taoist Frost sneered and said with a sneer, "Great Monk, monks don't tell lies, you can't treat us as fools, what 'Buddha and fire slaughter demons', you can't be bluffed when you are a Taoist master?"
Yan Jueling groaned coldly, walked forward slowly, and said coldly: "Monk, open your eyes for them!"
With a sound of the Buddha's name, he waved his palm like a flower, and the red flames gushing out instantly engulfed Yan Jueling.
Leng Yue Hanshuang felt her heart tremble when she saw it.
Lie Yan covered his figure, but Yan Jueling's laughter came out from the flames: "Hahaha, great monk, your palm technique not only kills evil methods, but also kills insects and bacteria. It's really powerful. It seems that in the future I'm going to rely on you a lot."
Yan Jueling laughed loudly as he slowly walked out of the flames.
The two of Frost and Lengyue were already dumbfounded, speechless in a daze.
Unexpectedly, there are such weird skills in the world, which are only effective against evil sects and crooked ways, but ordinary people are not afraid at all.
How did they know that this [Buddha Fire Slaughtering Devil] magical skill is the result of Great Monk Ruhua's study of [Great Sun Brightness Breaking the Demon Mantra], combined with the [Purity Lotus Buddha Fire] taught by Living Buddha Zongba, and his own [Arhat] A set of gold-level magical skills derived by himself, which was jokingly called "the number one magical skill for thousands of years of creation of heaven and earth" by Eagle King Ning Huiru and others. The value is over the top, and the power is also over the top. When encountering evil masters of the same level, he is completely crushed. Even facing higher-level opponents, he has the strength to formidable.
Yan Jueling stepped out of the flames of the Buddha's fire, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his shoulders, and smiled at the dazed Erdao, saying: "Do you understand? You two, should you surrender or resist?"
Yan Jueling and Ruhua blocked the two paths, one on the left and one on the right, and the strong pressure came from the left and right, making the two of them sweat profusely and feel the pressure.
Ruhua is not the only one who is strong. Facing Yan Jueling, the two also feel that they are not weaker than Ruhua.
Yan Jueling smiled lightly, but endless love for his beloved wife Xianyue surged in his heart.
Without Xianyue providing him with the yin-attributed magic technique, he would not be able to practice the real [Five Qi Chaoyuan Divine Art], and with the detailed explanation by Xianyue afterwards, Yan Jueling finally relied on his own comprehension to defeat the magician. Gong transformation, from demon to saint, transcendental and refined, even in the face of the flowery [Buddha Fire Slaying Demon], it is pure and free, not disturbed by Buddha fire, it is unique.
At this time, Leng Yue and Han Shuang had already lost all courage, they dared not fight, let alone run away, they chose the most incompetent method - procrastination.
Drag the army to come, drag Fu Yao to come!
Seeing the confrontation between the two sides for a long time, Yan Jueling and Ruhua Fangfo were too cautious and never launched an active attack. They heard the sound of a cannon not far away, and thousands of the most elite guardians of the Taiping Dao shouted in unison: "Welcome to the Heavenly Master Dharma!" shelf!"
A ray of yellow light came like a flying sword, flowers fell in mid-air, and the fragrance was compelling. It passed over the heads of the crowd, pierced into the top of a tower opposite the granary with a ding sound, and spread out in the wind, it turned out to be a yellow flag.
Peng!
Yellow smoke rose, and after a while it dispersed, Fu Yao's aloof and stern look appeared on the roof, and he shouted: "The daring thief who defies the sky dares to act wildly in this deity's domain. Let's see how you can escape this time. You will definitely kill the gods there!" He suffered a lot and died on the stage."
Accompanied by the stern shouting, thousands of Dharma protectors flooded in from around again, Renrenshan armor with iron masks, blue scarves around their necks, and all kinds of exaggerated weapons, surrounded Ruhua and Yan Jueling, even the surrounding The ridge of the high wall was also full of people.
Counting the surrounding streets, there are three to five thousand Dharma protectors on Taiping Road.
Taoist Frost jumped up even more, and said excitedly: "Hahaha, the Heavenly Master has arrived, this time neither of you will live!"
Yan Jueling and Ruhua looked at each other and laughed in unison.
"You think we don't know that you are deliberately delaying time?" Yan Jueling said.
"Omitabha, someone told me to wait, lest Fu Yao Yaodao escape." Ruhua said.
ah!
Frost was so frightened that his face was livid, and Fu Yao's face was even more sallow, and he roared angrily: "Big words, who dares to fight me?"
"I dare!"
As soon as Fu Yao's words fell, a cold shout came from the side eaves, Fu Yao was taken aback, and when he looked back in horror, a sharp wind came head-on!
"Ye Qingxuan!"
Within Fu Yao's field of vision, Ye Qingxuan was like an unsheathed sword before he moved, which made Fu Yao's cold eyes hard to open.
The sword energy shot up all over the sky, stimulating thousands of green scarf protectors to howl, many of them were masters with cultivation above innate level, like a flock of soaring pigeons, they roared wildly towards Ye Qingxuan.
At the same moment, Fu Yao shook his body, and the yellow stellar energy filled the sky, and rolled towards Ye Qingxuan along with the silhouettes of people in the sky.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan, who was standing alone, smiled slightly, stretched out one hand, and with a bang, a two-meter-long, thick and heavy black giant sword fell into Ye Qingxuan's hand. It was the divine sword "Wufeng".
After many years of polishing by the old man of Tibetan swords, this divine sword was finally born again, replacing Ye Qingxuan's "Seven Absolute Swords of the Spirit" long ago, and became Ye Qingxuan's weapon.
Facing the sky full of yellow air and countless figures, he slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then pointed forward with the giant sword, his eyes suddenly opened, with a light that looked down on the world, Ye Qingxuan turned into a phantom , directly into the yellow air.
At this moment, the Buddha of heaven and earth condensed, Ye Qingxuan's phantom on the eaves slowly dissipated, and on the other side, Ye Qingxuan's real body was already standing on the tallest watchtower of the city gate of Zhending Mansion.
Long!
The entire city gate collapsed, and at the same time, from the granary to the city gate, a sword mark with a depth of two feet was drawn in a straight line of ten miles.
One sword for ten miles, one sword for all.