Laoshan Taoist Chapter 162: Dragon Vessel Controversy (Part 2)
"Puff..."
The black-robed monk convulsed uncontrollably, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose.
Wang Yan didn't show any mercy, just glanced at him, waved his sword, and quickly swept across the sword, wiped off his neck, and the black-robed monk died.
This stick is his natal magic weapon, and this stick is not a righteous magic weapon. I don't know how many evil spirits it has absorbed. It is an evil thing. The stick is destroyed, and the body not only suffers heavy damage, but also suffers backlash.
Wang Yan has already surpassed him by a lot in terms of cultivation. The first two times he had concerns and did not exert all his strength, which allowed him to escape by luck.
Now that the magic weapon he relied on has been destroyed, Wang Yan is doing his best again, without giving him a chance to react, naturally there is no pressure to kill.
As the saying goes, there are no more than three things, this time it will eventually become a ghost under the sword.
He slayed the black-robed monk, Wang Yan didn't dare to neglect half a point, so he used a flying sword to continue beheading all the Yinshan disciples who had slaughtered the monks.
The disciples of the Yinshan Sect have not cultivated for a long time, and their cultivation level is not high. Apart from human beings, there are even some evildoers. I don't know how to transform them into human form. However, the Taoism is still shallow, and they can't fight against Wang Yan's flying sword.
Fight with him for two or three rounds at most, and die.
The monks of the Jinshan Temple, after a great battle, are still able to stand, but there are only a dozen of them, and more than 20 wounded monks.
The rest of the dead are countless, and the corpses are all over the place.
The thousand-year-old ancient temple of Jinshan Temple, there are hundreds of resident monks in the temple, large and small, who can expect that just one cup of tea will be destroyed, and there are only 30 left. people.
Blood-stained Buddhism holy land, a strong **** aura permeated.
Most of the excavation works have been carried out on the Buddhist scripture pavilion of the Bodhidharma Academy. Master Purdue’s gaze has not left them for half a minute from beginning to end.
Dragon veins are readily available, and he is already a little impatient.
"Give me swift hands and feet, hurry up!"
Master Purdue faced the disciples and shouted coldly.
"It’s not so easy to win the dragon vein."
At this moment, Wang Yan flew up and slammed a sword aura out of his Chongxiao Sword, his sword fingers rushed out, and he slammed straight towards the Master Purdue.
Master Purdue had already noticed without waiting for him to get close. With a sudden wave of his right hand, a burst of vigor came from his sleeve, and he met Wang Yan's flying sword.
"Clang!"
A clear sound came, and the Chongxiao Sword was immediately swung away.
"Smelly Taoist, I want you to die today without a place to bury your life!"
Master Purdue yelled and flew up to fight with him.
Junior brother failed to stop him, obviously he has been poisoned. Since this Daoist insists on opposing him, then he is not to be bullied.
All over the body, the evil spirit burst out, turning into a crimson evil light, like a cosmic comet falling to the ground, how majestic and majestic.
Wang Yan is also very vigorous. The Chongxiao Sword splits into seven sword shadows, which surrounds him, and the golden light flashes all over his body, directly facing each other.
As soon as the two sides fought, the whole body burst out, the huge pressure spread, the strong wind swelled, and the surrounding dust was flying, flying sand and rocks.
"Boom..."
Two rays of light, touching and splitting in midair.
Wang Yan floated down from mid-air, and walked back several steps after landing, his whole body was surging with blood, and the leather was reddish, obviously motivating Jianglong Fuhu**.
However, the golden light condensed by the vitality has collapsed.
This is the case. The internal abdomen is trembling and the five internal organs are affected.
On the other hand, Master Purdue, although he landed in the air, the evil spirit that permeated his body has not dissipated, and he is motionless and undamaged.
True master battles, there have never been so many fancy moves, which are simplified, and they are all cultivation bases. Generally, they use one move to control the enemy. It will not be too complicated, and the winner will be divided. Life and death.
Wang Yan didn’t dare to claim to be an expert. Even in this era when immortals and Buddhas were everywhere, he couldn’t even get in. All the way, the opponents he met could really make him feel jealous. The national teacher in front of me.
This is not about cultivating others and destroying one's own prestige, but that he can truly discern the facts, recognize himself, and tell the truth!
Fahai and Bai Suzhen, although their cultivation bases are very high, but if they fight alone, they really fight against them, and they don't panic at all. First of all, they know them well, and secondly, they are not much different.
The national teacher is different. I don’t know anything about him, and his strengths and weaknesses are even more ignorant. On the way of cultivation, judging from the trick that I just fought against, I obviously underestimated him. Strength.
"Hmph! Are you just so capable?"
Master Purdue looked gloomy and murderous, staring at Wang Yan.
It was just a test, and then the real killer move.
Wang Yan's eyes are firm, and he knows that he can't fight with him head-on. His purpose is obvious. It's nothing more than to **** the dragon veins.
I glanced at it, and a large hole had been dug out in the central area of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and waves of evil spirits gushing out, which must be the hiding place of the dragon veins.
So I no longer hesitate, and quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands, the golden core of the dantian trembling slightly, the vitality burst out again, the red light of the sword flashed, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the Jinghong thirty-six sword auras , Get together in one place.
The sword in the right hand pointed a finger, the huge sword aura was guided, and with an overwhelming force, it slammed toward the big pit in the center of the Tibetan scripture pavilion.
Master Purdue's reaction was fast enough, he was furious when he saw this, his figure turned into a shadow, and he rushed there with lightning speed.
The scarlet evil spirit completely wrapped his whole body, and centered on the body, it quickly extended in all directions.
"Boom..."
The strong sword spirit was impartial, hitting Master Purdue’s body on the spot, and the smoke billowed. However, after the gunpowder, Master Purdue still stood firm. By this blow, his clothes were shattered and his hair was scattered. Up.
"Hahahaha...A mere sword spirit, what can I do?"
Master Purdue laughed loudly and seemed extremely frantic.
"If you want to destroy the dragon veins, this seat will destroy you first!"
After drinking~IndoMTL.com~ Master Purdue waved his right hand forward, and saw a red light flashing, followed by a burst of sound of breaking through the air, and a huge machete flew out of the red light. , Both sections have a blade tip, and in the middle is a golden disc, which connects the blades closely, and a head is painted on it.
"Shura Blade!"
The scimitar stopped in the sky above his head, spinning rapidly, Master Purdue used the change of both palms as his palm, and slashed at Wang Yan. The Shura blade was guided, and the evil spirit split out, and several swords Shadow, swept over.
This is the magic weapon of his life made through sacrifices. It is also an evil thing like the Zen stick of his junior. I don’t know how many innocent creatures’ blood has been contaminated. It is generally not easy to display, but I will see it if I sacrifice it. blood.
The Shura blade slashed head-on, magnificent and magnificent, faintly, as if seeing a huge beast with its teeth and claws, rushing towards it.
Although Wang Yan was astonished, he strengthened his mind and body without any chaos. What to do in the face of a powerful enemy? Master had already taught him when he hadn't practiced the Taoism. Coupled with the practice over the years, he has already had a deep understanding. Experience.
With both palms surging out endless vitality, ready to go.