Yan Wushi said: "Old bald donkey, your martial arts are regarded as the top three in the world, but you still have Duan Wenyang to help you kill me. Do you feel ashamed?"
Zen Master Xue Ting's face was light: "As long as Sect Master Yan can die today, what does it matter if you are in a good shape
Yan Wushi laughed: "If you want to find help in Turkic, why don't you just bring in the soul of Hulu's estimate, how can Wenyang in the district be able to help you?"
"Why does Sect Master Yan have to talk too much? If you unfortunately die here today, wouldn't it mean that you will lose all face in Huangquan?"
Speaking without delaying the shot, in the blink of an eye, the whip shadow has fallen from the sky, sealing all the escape routes above Yan Wushi.
Duan Wenyang's previous whip was destroyed when he fought against Li Qingyu and Shen Qiao. Now the whip in his hand is called Shizhang Soft Red. , through the vibration of his wrist and the change of body shape, thousands of phantoms have evolved, dazzling and at a loss.
Obviously, his skill is much better than when he played against Li Qingyu and Shen Qiao in Su Mansion before.
As long as you are not mediocre and unwilling to be ordinary, whether it is yourself or your opponent, everyone is always making progress.
Duan Wenyang's whipping method is a treacherous and unpredictable way, in which the Western Regions swordsmanship is blended into it. The combination of the two is like a mad sand blowing into the sky, as if it is endless and never ends, making people suffocate and despair. Lose fighting spirit.
But what he met was Yan Wushi.
Master Yan Wu had no weapons in his hands, so he walked calmly between the two great masters in the world, and pointed to swords. Under the control of his infuriating qi, the flying flowers and leaves turned into thousands of sharp blades, making Duan Wenyang's attacks all in vain.
Zen Master Xueting has few expressions. He looks more like a god than the Buddha statue in the temple.
At this time, even if he saw Duan Wenyang's setback, he was not shocked or angry, and the knots on his hands were flatly pushed out. The fingertips of the originally white and abnormal fingers were condensed by the infuriating qi, and the brilliance of the glass was slightly revealed, and Xue Ting's face was also stained. Thin layers of the moon halo, as handsome as a jade statue.
There are six seals in the "Fufuming King Seal". Just now, he printed three palms one after another, but Yan Wushi couldn't help it. At this time, it was the fourth and fifth palms that were printed, Fudo was like a mountain and Nianhua smiled.
The former uses defense instead of offense, and the latter uses softness to overcome rigidity. The complex and changeable handprints in his hands become beautiful and extremely pleasing to the eye, which can make people unconsciously relax their minds and guards.
When the "moving like a mountain" was printed out, there was a buzzing sound in everyone's ears, and their brains were stunned. Even the whip in Duan Wenyang's hand paused for a moment, but Yan Wushi was not affected at all, and even sneered. With a sound, he ignored Xue Ting's seal like a flower, and was printing towards his back, still reaching out to grab Duan Wenyang's whip, ignoring the air curtain woven by heavy whip shadows, and actually grabbed the other's whip. He pulled the whip and twisted it again, turned back, and used strength to push Duan Wenyang's True Qi to Zen Master Xue Ting!
Zen Master Xue Ting stepped down a little, and the people flew back several feet, but saw Yan Wushi fighting against two, not retreating but advancing, actually chased over, and faced Xue Ting face to face.
The strong encounter, the true qi of the two master-level masters met in a narrow way, and terrifying consequences broke out. In an instant, a loud bang roared, and a vortex was generated with the two at the center, and they wanted to involve everything in the world. Duan Wenyang only felt the powerful air blowing towards his face, and he had to withdraw his whip, taking five or six steps back before he could escape this terrifying influence.
At that time, the two sides did not even retreat half a step, and let all the fallen leaves on the soles of their feet be swept up by the infuriating energy, and the sky was flying.
Xue Ting stared blankly at Yan Wushi, and suddenly there was a strong feeling in his heart: If you can't kill the other party today, I'm afraid there will never be such an opportunity in the future!
Xue Ting naturally has the dignity of being a master. If possible, he would naturally be more willing to have a single fight with Yan Wushi, but he is responsible for revitalizing Buddhism, and Yan Wushi is his biggest obstacle. Without Yan Wushi, Buddhism can return to its former glory. The status of Bei Zhou, this battle is bound to be won, and it must not be defeated!
Yan Wushi suddenly smiled at him. This smile was inexplicable and treacherous, causing Xue Ting to frown slightly.
But the next moment, Yan Wushi did not continue to fight with him, but turned around and rushed towards Duan Wenyang.
At this time, Duan Wenyang just held up the "ten feet of soft red" in his hand and put it under the hood of Yan Wushi.
This whip was powerful, and it turned into a white rainbow due to the infusion of ten percent infuriating energy.
But he didn't expect that Yan Wushi suddenly abandoned Zen Master Xueting and walked towards him.
It was true that he was walking, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, calmly, but in just a few steps, he had already come to Duan Wenyang from Zen Master Xueting, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the white rainbow directly.
This hand is very strange, it seems to be very slow, but it accurately grasps the vein of the whip shadow, "Ten Zhang Soft Red" is actually held in his hand like this, but Yan Wushi's hand is unscathed.
Duan Wenyang's face changed slightly, and before he could react, the opponent's five fingers came together. This whip, which took a lot of Duan Wenyang's thought, was smashed by his hand!
"Didn't your master teach you, in front of absolute masters, all weapons are nothing but vanity."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yan Wushi's mouth. Before speaking, his hand had already slid to Duan Wenyang's arm along the veins where the whip was smashed.
If it was an ordinary person, he would be caught in nine out of ten cases, but Duan Wenyang was extraordinary after all. He didn't waste more time mourning his whip. The moment the whip was destroyed, he had already withdrawn to take the whip. , while the other hand patted Yan Wushi's chest.
At the same time, Zen Master Xueting came first, and "Fufuming Wangyin" has reached the back of Yan Wushi, and his speed is even three points faster than Duan Wenyang!
Before Yan Wushi's feet moved, his figure disappeared in front of Duan Wenyang, but Duan Wenyang knew that this might just be a trick, because it is impossible for a person to disappear without even the afterimage in a short period of time, so he The castration did not slow down the slightest.
But this palm actually failed!
How could there be such a fast light gong in this world
Duan Wenyang couldn't believe it.
That Yan Wushi and Zen Master Xueting faced each other for the second time.
This time, the power was even greater, and the trees that were close to each other were even trembling with the infuriating energy of the two. They were about to fall to the ground, and the trunks cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This time, Yan Wushi and Zen Master Xueting each took three steps back.
Is this man a monster!
Duan Wenyang witnessed the opponent's skill and the two fighting with his own eyes, and this feeling suddenly occurred.
He prides himself on being extremely talented, and his teacher Hulu estimated that he could not have done better at his age, but when he met a character like Yan Wushi, who was almost a monster, he was frustrated repeatedly. Being chased and fleeing by Yan Wushi all the way, he was embarrassed. He also laughed at the other party's incompetence. Now it seems that he is not much better than the other party.
With Zen Master Xue Ting, the top three masters in the world working together, he couldn't kill a single Yan Wushi? !
"The movement technique he used just now is called shape-shifting and shadow-changing. If you practice this skill to the extreme, you will be able to reach the realm of the horizon. It seems to be very close to you, but in fact, he has never been close to you at all. His goal has always been in Xue Ting. On the monk's side, you don't have to be fooled by him."
A voice rang in Duan Wenyang's ear, and the other party's beams formed a line, so he was the only one who could hear it, but Duan Wenyang was no stranger to this voice.
The voice fell, and suddenly a sword appeared on the left of Yan Wushi.
Appearing at the same time as the sword, there were a few scattered piano sounds suddenly.
The violet air of the sword light is dense, and the brilliance is flowing, which is perfectly matched with the sound of the qin. The latter uses the qin as a medium, and while Yan Wushi is concentrating on fighting with Zen Master Xue Ting, he directly breaks through the strict body protection Zhenqi built by Yan Wushi. , with the help of the same source of magic power root veins, to find his flaws.
And at the moment when the flaw was exposed, the sword light also came from the sky, and the target was directed at Yan Wushi!
"There is a flaw in "Feng Lin Yuan Dian". The higher the practice, the more lethal this weakness will be. Because of this flaw, Yan Wushi's ninth-level skill cannot go further and reach the state of great perfection. it's time to!"
Guangling said loudly, but he didn't know where he was. Maybe he had come a long time ago, but he had been hiding all the time, waiting for the right time to maximize the effect of Qin Yin's confusion.
If there is anyone present who is most qualified to comment on Yan Wushi's martial arts, it is undoubtedly the Sect Master of the Mirror Sect who went out of the Demon Sect with him.
The purple sword light was like a broken bamboo, and it really pierced Yan Wushi's clothes, and the blood was instantly smudged from behind.
Yan Wushi hummed: "A bunch of trash, I'm too lazy to play with you!"
After saying that, he turned around and slapped at Yu Ai's gentleman with a sword, the sword light swayed slightly, but he still went straight to Yan Wushi.
The sound of the piano suddenly changed from a gentle tone to an impassioned one!
Guangling San shouted: "His demonic heart has been exposed!"
Before the words were finished, another person appeared from another direction, and slapped Yan Wushi with a fierce palm!
And Zen Master Xue Ting made a seal on his hands and flew up and down. This is the last stage of the "Fufu Mingwang Seal", the red lotus of karma!
The fire of the red lotus industry is like the sea like the sky, boundless, burning fiercely, surging like a tide, and burning all the delusions in the world.
Yan Wushi's meticulous and perfect infuriating qi finally showed a crack.
The karmic fire infiltrated layer by layer, causing the cracks to expand gradually, torn apart by regeneration, and then directly take the devil's heart and uproot it!
The next moment, the slender and fair five fingers were stamped on Yan Wushi's chest.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of the latter's mouth.
But his expression also became ruthless, his robe sleeves rolled towards Zen Master Xue Ting, and the powerful internal force swept away, forcing Xue Ting to avoid his edge and swept back half a step.
In this half-step, Yan Wushi turned around and directly grabbed the long sword that pierced into his body, twisting it hard, just like the whip that just smashed Duan Wenyang, the sword of Junzi Buqi shattered inch by inch, he bent his fingers into claws, straight Taking Yu Ai's face, the two instantly passed dozens of tricks, and at this time Dou Yanshan happened to strike again with a palm, and stamped a palm at the empty door of Yan Wushi Hou's heart.
Got it!
Dou Yanshan didn't hold out hope, but he was unexpectedly happy. He used ten successful powers in this palm, and Yan Wu's teachers and students could never be safe and sound.
With Zen Master Xueting and Dou Yanshan as the base, Duan Wenyang and Yu Ai's pressure dropped sharply.
Although Guanglingsan has never shown up, his qin sound has contributed a lot. It was he who discovered the flaws left by Yan Wushi and Ru Yan Kehui after he went into trouble last time, so he went straight to Huanglong.
Dou Yanshan saw that Zen Master Xueting did not make persistent efforts, but stood by to watch the battle.
Zen Master Xueting: "Yan Wushi and I have different positions, and we have no personal hatred. This siege is a last resort. In any case, an opponent like him is always worthy of respect, rather than ending in death here."
Dou Yanshan sneered to himself, thinking that since you are arrogant, why should you join this siege, but he didn't show any signs of it, and said with a smile: "Master is indeed a master!"
Zen Master Xueting seemed to see through his mind, and said lightly: "Sect Master Dou should know that even if Yan Wushi dies, the fragment of Zhu Yangce that was destroyed by him cannot be restored."
Dou Yanshan chuckled: "Yan Wushi stirs up the world by himself. If he dies, everyone will be at peace and Buddhism can flourish. I am here to congratulate Master!"
When the two of them were talking, Yan Wushi got another palm. He didn't want to leave, but the flaw was already there. At that time, under the pressure of Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang, the defensive infuriating qi was completely shattered, and he was hit with two palms.
Of course, Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang were not much better. A long sword was broken, three palms were hit in the chest, his face was pale, he stepped back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground, a long whip was destroyed, his body also had internal injuries, and his ribs were broken. After taking a few, several mouthfuls of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.
Under such circumstances, Yan Wushi still had the energy to escape, his figure turned into an afterimage, and the expressions of Dou Yanshan and Guangling San changed at the same time, but it was too late to stop him.
At the same time, Zen Master Xueting disappeared from the place, and his light power was used to the extreme, and he stopped Yan Wushi directly. He couldn't walk, and Zen Master Xue Ting took five or six steps back this time. His face turned extremely red for a moment, and then turned extremely white again.
Yan Wushi laughed.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Dou Yanshan flew up and made a palm print on the Baihui Point on the top of his head!
With this palm down, Yan Wushi finally fell to the ground.
Zen Master Xue Ting frowned and said nothing in the end.
He watched Yan Wushi's eyes slowly closed, whispered a Buddha's name, folded his hands and bowed to each other, and turned away without looking back.
Both Yu Ai and Duan Wenyang were seriously injured. Seeing that Yan Wushi was cut off, they also left to heal their injuries one after another.
Dou Yanshan squatted down to examine it carefully, and was sure that the other party had completely lost his breath. Then he smiled and said to Guangling who came out holding the piano, "Congratulations to Sect Master Guang, the unification of the three sects is just around the corner."
Guangling San: "Thanks to Gang Master Dou Ji Yan, do you confirm that Yan Wushi is dead?"
Dou Yanshan: "Naturally, when I put my palm down, his skull shattered, and with the few palms above, all the internal organs bleed and ruptured, the vitality was cut off, and there was no way to survive."
Guangling smiled and said: "There is a kung fu in the magic door, called Huangquan Biluo, before his vitality is completely cut off, he can cut his arms first, put himself in a state of almost suspended animation, and save a ray of vitality, but it is extremely painful when practicing. , It is not very useful at ordinary times, so few people practice."
Dou Yanshan: "Guang Sect Master is worried that Yan Wushi has also practiced such a kung fu?"
Guangling San: "Since this matter has already been done, it won't hurt to check it carefully afterwards."
He walked towards Yan Wushi and stretched towards the opponent's wrist.
An unsheathed sword lay in front of him.
The body of the sword is simple and clumsy, and there is nothing surprising about it, except that the words "mountains and rivers share sorrow" are engraved near the hilt.
Guangling San's expression changed slightly, he didn't even know when the other party appeared.
"Even if he had enemies all over the place and made countless enemies, he was still a grandmaster. The dead are the greatest. Is it inappropriate for a respectable opponent?"
Dou Yanshan narrowed his eyes and read out the name of the person: "Shen, Qiao!"