"I don't dare to teach you, your cultivation base is unpredictable, I am afraid that only the head teacher can be your opponent. The poor are not talented, but you have to work hard." Yuyangzi cupped his hands and said, for the strong, he will still give respect.
"Please." Zen Master Daoming raised his hand, and then walked into the arena first. His move also showed his attitude, it was just polite.
Yuyangzi walked into the arena with a solemn face. After the two battles just now, the square has become full of scars, and no place is level.
Yuyangzi drew his right hand, and a disciple's sword came into his hand, and then he stretched out his left hand, and five more swords flew over. He wanted to use this trick to deal with Ju Qiuzi before, but he lost before she could use it.
Facing an opponent like Zen Master Daoming, Yuyangzi was also extremely cautious, so he used the strongest killing move as soon as he made a move. The six swords were like six bolts of lightning, shooting towards Zen Master Daoming rapidly.
Everyone held their breath subconsciously, wanting to see how Zen Master Daoming would deal with it, but the Japanese sect group was not at all nervous about it, as if they were dealing with a man like Yuyangzi who was at their fingertips. This kind of reaction made the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect extremely unhappy, so the noise kept coming, and it was like raising ten thousand ducks on Longhu Mountain.
When the six-handled sword controlled by Yuyangzi came ten feet in front of Zen Master Daoming, the latter slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and proclaimed a Buddha's name. A strange thing happened, Daoming's body suddenly emitted a golden light, and then the air twisted, as if a big yellow and orange bell was wrapped around his body.
The clock was so huge that Domin looked in it like an ant trapped by an urchin. But no one would underestimate this ant. It is not an exaggeration to say that this method can communicate with gods and Buddhas. If devout Buddhist believers are here, they will definitely regard Daoming as the manifestation of Buddha.
Because of the previous war, many cliffs in Longhu Mountain broke, the stone walls collapsed, the stone paths were dislocated, and the thousand-year-old temple was filled with gloom and mist. Some dust that had been silent for many years was blown into the air by earth-shattering explosions and strong winds. It was originally morning, but it looked like night, with occasional rays of sunlight peeking out from the cracks in the dust.
When Zen Master Daoming's body burst into golden light, everyone realized that the sky was already so dark, but it was still morning? It is not an exaggeration to say that this battle was shocking.
When the golden light came on, Yuyangzi's sword slammed into the big clock. Before, Yuyangzi's move could even kill Ju Qiuzi, but now it has no effect at all against Zen Master Daoming.
After the six swords collided with the big clock, they immediately flew in all directions, and then were shaken into steel powder in the air. The powder looked like golden floc under the golden light. Thinking of how the fight would turn out like this is like watching a movie.
After the six swords were destroyed, Yuyangzi also knew that he was far from being an opponent of Zen Master Daoming, and he couldn't break through the tortoise-like defense alone.
"Your Excellency has already made a move, and now it's me." Zen Master Daoming in the big clock sneered, and then everyone saw the big clock shrunk, and then covered Yuyangzi like a bolt of lightning.
Yuyangzi also knew that if he was caught by this big bell, he would have no way out, and he also saw that Zen Master Daoming was murderous. Yuyangzi pointed his right hand at the blue sky, and there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, as if Yuyangzi angered the gods.
Accompanied by the loud rumbling noise, there was also a huge palm, which looked like a virtual palm, but everyone could feel the surging momentum from it, like the tide of the sea, like the top of Mount Tai. This big hand was condensed by Yuyangzi with Yuanli. If he used this move to deal with Ju Qiuzi's phantom giant just now, he might be able to resist in terms of strength, but this will consume Yuanli, even with his Yuanying stage. The cultivation base does not dare to use it lightly. But now it has reached the most critical moment. If you use it, there is still a chance of survival. If you don’t use it, you can only let others slaughter it.
As soon as the big clock came ten feet in front of Yuyangzi, Yuanli's big hand swept over, and the air seemed to be compressed to the extreme. The golden ringing sound produced by the big hand hitting the big clock made countless people's ears instantly deaf. They quickly covered their ears with a thin film of Yuanli to make the nausea better.
When the big clock was swept by Yuanli's big hand, it immediately dimmed, and suddenly turned into a black spot and disappeared into the distance. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, logically explaining that Zen master's ultimate move shouldn't be so weak.
Yuyangzi felt that one-third of the zhenqi in his body was sucked out instantly after using the big hand of Yuanli. He could only use this kind of move three times at most.
Yuyangzi didn't stop there. When the big clock was slapped away by him, he became even more imposing. He once again condensed his great hands and greeted Zen Master Daoming fiercely. Without the protection of the big clock, Yuyangzi believes that if Daoming is photographed, he will definitely be photographed as a meatloaf.
Boom, when Yuanli's big hand slapped down fiercely with the momentum of smashing the mountain, a golden light descended from the sky, forming a golden bell, covering Daoming in it.
All the Zhengyi Sect disciples sighed when they saw this, but they also took it for granted that if Daoming was so easy to deal with, there would be no need for Yuyangzi to take action.
When the big hand of Yuanli slapped the golden bell again, it failed to slap it away. The sound made by the golden bell vibrated even the small trees turned into wood flakes. They don't even have the qualifications to watch a battle of this level.
When Yuanli's big hand slowly dissipated, everyone also saw that the golden bell was dim and disfigured, as if it could collapse at will, but unfortunately, when Zen Master Daoming uttered the Buddha's name again, the golden bell returned to its original shape.
Ye Su knew that Daoming must have a high-level spiritual treasure, he snorted secretly, is it a spiritual treasure? You are not alone!
Seeing that the golden bell had returned to its original state, Yu Yangzi also knew that his own ability was not enough to smash it, so he did not do any useless work. When he was about to say some soothing words, Daoming seemed to have expected it, he formed a new seal with his fingers, and the golden bell immediately covered Yuyangzi's body.
Yuyangzi's figure flashed, but he was still tightly covered by the golden bell. His energy was consumed too much, but there was still half of it left. After being covered by the golden bell, he couldn't even lift a trace, and he became a useless person in an instant. Only at this moment did Yu Yangzi realize the viciousness of Jin Zhong, but it was more than that, his vitality could not be extracted, but his life force was rapidly disappearing.
Yu Yangzi reckoned that if no one could break the golden bell within half an hour, he would be sucked dry by the golden bell. And with the nourishment of the vitality of Yu Yangzi, a Nascent Soul cultivator, the golden bell suddenly took on a strange orange color, and the runes on the golden bell became clearer and more vivid, as if jumping happily.
How rich is Ye Su's experience? From the desperate expression on Yuyangzi's face and Jin Zhong's reaction, he guessed it. He stomped the ground. Yangzi was bullied by the Japanese sect at the door of his house, and it was rumored that his face was not good.
The disciples of the Zhengyi Sect did not criticize or abuse anymore, because these are useless, and if they are not as skilled as others, doing these things is just asking for humiliation.
Yu Zhenzi had already woken up at this time, he looked straight at Ye Su, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident, he hoped that Ye Su would save his brother, and he would treat him as a debt of gratitude to him.
Ye Su didn't want to, when the five-second countdown ended in his mind, a voice came from his mind. The voice was full of tiredness and anger. Ye Su had never heard of this person before, but he also guessed that he should be the mysterious head teacher.
"Help me get rid of those people, I will thank you very much later." The head teacher said in Ye Su's mind.
"Don't worry." After Ye Su passed the sound transmission, he rushed out, and at the same time, the pitch-black Moxie sword also appeared in his hand. This Moxie sword is a god-level treasure, and it may not be able to solve the golden bell in Yuyangzi's hands, but it is different in Ye Su's hands, like a tiger with wings added.
When Ye Su flashed out, everyone looked out. Zen Master Daoming, who was sitting cross-legged, was taken aback when he saw his speed, but his expression changed completely when he saw Mo Xie sword.
Compared with China, all the practice sects in Japan are naturally poor and pitiful. This golden bell is also inherited from his tantric school, and Ye Su casually took out a treasure that is higher in grade than his heirloom. What is this? concept? There was greed in his eyes, wanting to take it for himself.
When Ye Su flashed in front of the golden bell, Mo Xie's sword also burst into bright light. He could overflow the sword a long time ago, and now his cultivation base has reached the late Yuanying stage. This light is better than that of Yuyang before. Zi's sword energy was even more terrifying. If Yuyangzi was holding a small sun before, then Ye Su's casual move would be ten suns condensed together. This power is not as simple as ten times, but at least a hundred times.
Of course, this is not Ye Su's strongest method. If he was not afraid of destroying the thousand-year-old temple of Longhu Mountain, he would directly summon the giant dragon Xiaohua. After such a long time, Xiaohua has also recovered a lot, and has a fighting power comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul. Ye Su can only fight to a tie with all means.
Boom, Ye Su poured his sword energy on the golden bell with the aura of smashing the world. At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet, and then a terrifying wave of energy spread out, and everything that came into contact with it melted. For fly ash.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the surface of the golden bell. If Ye Su couldn't do anything about it, then no one would be able to save Yuyangzi. Now every second he delays is more dangerous. If he is rescued at the last moment, I am afraid that even if he is rescued, he will become a useless person.
Kachacha, all the energy of Admiralty was concentrated at the point where Ye Su attacked, and the rest of the place was much darker. But all this was in vain. Under the eyes of everyone surprised, it was only a finger-sized hole at first, but as that piece fell, more and more golden bell fragments fell down one after another. Finally, everyone was ecstatic. His gaze turned into spots of light and dissipated in the air.
Immediately, several disciples rushed into the arena and carried Yuyangzi back. They had never seen him so weak in Longhu Mountain for such a long time. Yuyangzi has sacrificed too much for the righteous teaching, now is the time for his disciples to protect him.