Ye Wentian recruited these people to deal with him.
If he wants to leave here intact, there is only one way, which is to defeat all the monks.
Monk Wuxin ranks fourth in the Ascending Platform's strength rankings. His strength is definitely much stronger than Daozhen and Demon Emperor.
Ye Xiong did not dare to take it lightly when dealing with such a strong man.
He didn't even have a chance of winning.
All he can do is attack with all his strength.
He also wanted to see how big the gap in strength was between himself and the person ranked fourth on the Ascension List.
"Amitabha, almsgiver, the poor monk is about to take action." Monk Wuxin clapped his hand, and the golden light flourished.
The two palms collided and exploded in mid-air.
Monk Wu Xin took a few steps back and quickly stood firm.
Ye Xiong floated several hundred meters before he stopped, his energy and blood boiling.
When it comes to the foundation of Buddhism, the other party is obviously above him.
"As expected of the fourth monk in the Ascension Platform, he did not disappoint me." Not only was Ye Xiong not afraid, but his blood was aroused. He had not had a good fight for a long time. "Monk Wuxin, let's talk about it first.
What will you do if you lose?"
"If the poor monk loses, I can do whatever you want, but what if you lose, Master Ye?" Monk Wuxin asked.
"Of course I will run away if I lose. If you can catch me, I will let you do whatever you want." Ye Xiong said.
Monk Wuxin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his answer to be so frank, but it was beyond his expectation.
"Donor Ye is a frank person."
"Monk Wuxin, if you lose this battle, I won't force you to do anything difficult. Just stop being my enemy."
"Old monk, I promise you."
"Okay, I like Buddhists the most, let's have a good fight."
As Ye Xiong spoke, he used the energy of Buddha and Demon, and the image of the Holy Body of Wrath appeared above his head.
The Wrathful Holy Body Dharma is one of the ten major Dharma signs in the universe. At this time, Ye Xiong's Buddhist and demonic skills have all reached the seventh level, and his strength is no longer the same.
"The Dharma of the Holy Body of Wrath, I didn't expect that this Dharma really exists." A look of surprise appeared on Monk Wuxin's face.
A torrential golden light also surged from his body, and the golden energy appeared in the air like steam, condensing into a dharma image with compassionate eyes and kind eyes. The dharma image's chest was empty, with nothing in it.
The next moment, something shocking happened. I saw the kind-faced Dharma image drawing his hands in the void. Every time he drew a position, the shadow of an arm stopped. For a moment, the Dharma image was surrounded by arms.
Form a circle, like a peacock spreading its tail.
"Buddhist Thousand Hands Dharma." Ye Xiong blurted out.
Although the Thousand Hands Dharma is not as good as the Wrathful Holy Body Dharma, it is still a well-known Dharma in Buddhism, and is no weaker than the Brahma Dharma of the young monk Beixu.
In terms of attack, Thousand Hands Technique can make an overwhelming attack. It relies on the rich and endless source of Buddhism's vitality. If it cannot successfully defend, it will have no ability to fight back.
Ye Xiong had already guessed that Monk Wuxin would be very powerful, but he never expected that he would be so powerful.
The two Dharma images faced each other in mid-air, with such huge momentum that no one within tens of thousands of kilometers around them dared to approach them.
"Buddhas and demons go out to sea." Ye Xiong shouted and rushed out first.
The man was still in mid-air, and he kept shooting out his palms. Every time he shot out a palm, a big Buddhist palm print was shot out. The shadows were numerous and continuous. For a moment, the sky was filled with palm shadows and golden light.
As the practice of Buddha's Devil's Palm deepens, Ye Xiong has mastered the first form of Buddha's Devil's Palm to the point where he can do whatever he wants.
Monk Wu Xin clapped his hands and produced numerous Buddha seals, the number of which was only much greater than Ye Xiong's palm prints.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with Buddha palms, and the entire sky was dyed golden.
At this moment, no one could believe this scene. This was a war, and they thought it was a performance!
Bang bang bang!
Continuous collision, golden light radiating, blooming like fireworks.
The two fought restrainedly at first, but after a while, the speed became faster and faster.
In Ye Xiong's eyes, a milky white color appeared, and the Buddhist wisdom came into play.
Under the quick glance, Wuxin Monk's shot trajectory was differentiated layer by layer, allowing Ye Xiong to clearly see his shot.
Under the discerning eye, Monk Wuxin's physical condition was also clearly seen.
Yuan Qi is like the vast starry sky in the universe, and its foundation is still above oneself.
What shocked Ye Xiong the most was that when Ye Xiong scanned his body, he found that there was nothing on his chest and there was a big hole in it.
It is unimaginable how a person could survive without a heart.
No wonder he is called the Wuxin monk. It turns out that he really has no heart.
Ye Xiong's mind kept spinning. Through simple competitions and prying eyes, he already had a rough idea of the opponent's strength.
If he wanted to challenge him head-on, with Ye Xiong's magical power at this moment, he might not be defeated by him.
However, even if you can win, you will have to pay a huge price.
Ye Wentian is watching eagerly. If he is injured, he will never let go of such a good opportunity and attack himself.
Unless the Wuxin monk can be defeated at the minimum cost.
But, is it possible?
Ye Xiong kept using his keen eye to catch the opponent's flaws while thinking of ways.
"Donor Ye, the poor monk wants to take action, Ah Tai."
Monk Wuxin roared, and his aura instantly increased by 30%.
Under his wise eyes, Ye Xiong could clearly see the flow inside his body, and the Buddha's essence was poured into his palms.
The next moment, the palms around the Thousand-Shou Faxiang all lit up, and the golden light flourished.
The vast laws that permeate the heaven and earth are gathering and accumulating strength.
"My move is called Thousand-Armed Tathagata. It has three attacks. I'll see if you can block it."
As soon as Monk Wuxin finished speaking, a thousand phantoms of palms were shot out at the same time, turning into three attacks and overwhelming them.
Under his eyes, Ye Xiong could clearly see the power of each attack.
"My move, called Buddha and Demon Youqing, is a magical power I created myself. Let me see if I can guard against you, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata."
Ye Xiong's blood boiled, and he used Buddha and Demon Youqing to form a big windmill, expending all his energy and blasting it out.
Boom!
The rotating windmill instantly defeated the Thousand-Armed Tathagata with his first move, and its power remained unabated. A moment later, he defeated the Thousand-Armed Tathagata with his second move.
Finally, in the third form of the endless Buddha palm, he was defeated by the third form of the Wuxin monk.
Ye Xiong's expression changed slightly, he avoided the third residual power, did not continue to take action, and stared at Monk Wuxin from a distance.
Since cultivating into Buddha and Demon Youqing, this is the first time that Buddha and Demon Youqing has been at a disadvantage in a confrontation at the same level.
Monk Wuxin is more powerful than he imagined.
It's really not that easy to win this battle.
Ye Xiong's eyes kept flickering, thinking about countermeasures.
However, Monk Wuxin stopped, clasped his palms together, and said, "Donor Ye, let's stop until the end!"
"What?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Ye Xiong, but also the monks around him were puzzled.
No one understood why Monk Wu Xin suddenly gave up during the battle. His behavior caught many people by surprise, especially Ye Wentian.
"Monk Wuxin, didn't we agree to get rid of him and eliminate harm for the people? Why did you just stop?" Ye Wentian asked anxiously.