The King of Beacon Fire held the Red Star Sword tightly, and used Blood Fiend as a matchmaker to chop and scatter the flying lotus. However, he saw a flash of light, and a Zen staff came from the depth of the lotus, hitting his chest, knocking him out, and breaking his ribs.
The sound is clearly audible.
Fatong grabbed the end of the Zen staff, whirled around and slashed him, driving him into the ground. "That's good, that's good. Fellow Taoist, please turn back soon."
"Pfft!" King Fenghuo was so angry that he vomited out blood and cursed, "You bald donkey, let's fight again next time!"
Fatong won the battle, and no one came to challenge him again for the time being. However, the aftermath of the battle between the two was not settled, and the momentum of Feng Zhutian and Shengzi Ji Tang surged forward, erasing the remaining traces of the battle between Fatong and Fenghuo King.
Zhan Changfeng stood in the sky. When he saw that they were about to fight, he did not go over. Watching the fight was also a kind of practice, not to mention the battle between the two most powerful spirits.
All the monks also looked at the two people quietly. One of them was extremely domineering, and the other was a king who pushed himself beyond others. One side had a resolute and majestic appearance, the other had a calm expression, motionless in all directions, and their auras conflicted and blended together.
, there is an unspeakable atmosphere.
Two lights, one gold and one silver, appeared in Feng Zhutian's hand, intertwining with a heavy spear.
Feng Jedi could not wait to run off the cloud platform and take a closer look. The spear was one foot long, with an eight-inch head and a weight of eight thousand eight hundred kilograms. It was made of solid gold and changeable mithril. This was clearly the Dian Cang Overlord Spear.
The top acquired holy treasure! The ancestors are the ancestors, kill them!
Zhan Changfeng patiently watched the battle. The gathering with the monks from the three heavens was just a period of time, so she didn't know what kind of methods they practiced. Looking at it now, Shengzi Ji Tang followed the path of the Holy King.
There was also a monk on the cloud platform who said, "We will become the great emperor of the gods, and we will promote benevolence and virtue. The Holy Son is also learning the way of the Holy King. Feng Zhutian is trying to bully the Holy Son with tyranny, which is impossible!"
This man Zhan Changfeng had seen before, he was Chun Yucheng who had entered the palace together.
However, he saw Ji Tang Shengzi looking at the heavy spear in Feng Zhutian's hand calmly, chanting the formula lightly, and eight-sided tokens appeared around him.
Under the influence of the Taoist tradition of the Divine Capital Celestial Dynasty, Biantian developed a special practice method called "Ci Ling", which relied on external force to be used in the rhetoric.
The token that Chun Yucheng once used to resist the pressure of the palace and the snowy head was a kind of rhetoric, which contained the power bestowed by his master.
The words of Holy Son Ji Tang are obviously not so rigid. Each of them is not only his weapon, but also the carrier of his Tao, communicating the divine and mysterious power between heaven, earth and nature.
When Holy Son Ji Tang stood there, he actually looked a bit majestic. Feng Zhutian was instinctively displeased and curled his lips, "Today I will break your meek appearance!"
He grabbed the Dian Cang Overlord Spear and smashed it hard. If this space were a mirror, it would be broken into pieces and rolled into the void.
The force that tore apart the world made the onlookers feel great pressure, and some couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But Ji Chaoyue, Prince Zongheng, Emperor Ning He, and Zhan Changfeng did not move. In this case, retreating means that the skills are inferior to others, so there is no challenge.
Faced with the sudden offensive, Ji Tang Shengzi did not give in and raised his hand to throw out words.
His speed seems slow but is actually fast. Because of this attack method and his own magnanimity, he is graceful and graceful, like a king chatting and giving orders on the golden steps.
"Thousands of troops and horses broke through the heavy barriers, leaving no armor to welcome the bright moon."
The full moon rises in the east, and the distance between Ji Tang Shengzi and Feng Zhutian suddenly widens, and thousands of troops are present.
Prince Heng and Prince Zong looked at each other in great amazement, Space Extension Technique!
Within a square inch, the sky is south and the sea is north, this is the extension of space, and the words of Ji Tang Shengzi, on top of the extension of space, have transformed into thousands of armies. This is no longer a simple technique.
But...a field that is expanding into the world!
Zhan Changfeng recognized this and his interest rose sharply. The Holy Son Ji Tang might have also come into contact with the method of creation.
Feng Zhutian bumped into the oncoming soldiers and horses, frowned slightly, and suddenly thrust out a spear. The phoenix roared and the dragon roared out with the spear. The air-shaped dragon and phoenix intertwined and swirled, like an arrow piercing the sky, and the air waves crushed the soldiers.
The horse is close to Ji Tang Shengzi.
It was a single shot that tore this area apart.
Before the gun was even close, Ji Tang Shengzi's brows were already cold, and he immediately said another words, "On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers!"
As soon as this order was issued, Feng Zhutian's heavy spear suddenly missed the target. It was not because of his inaccurate shooting skills, but because he felt a sense of awe when he attacked the Holy Son Ji Tang.
A son will not kill his father, and a minister will not kill his king. This is the power of morality!
His face turned mutinous, what a trick of Tang Shengzi could actually affect his mind!
"My king can only be myself!" Feng Zhutian jumped up and disappeared into the sea of clouds.
The Holy Son Ji Tang raised his head and stared, and suddenly he saw the clouds breaking through, and countless spear shadows stabbing at him with an overwhelming force. At that moment, everything was as small as grass and mustards that were harvested by others.
"Everything in the world is not the land of the king!" He wants to cause trouble on top of my head. Let's see if I agree to this order!
As soon as he flew out, this space fell into his control.
Feng Zhutian felt great pressure, and the shadow of the spear lingered, like a spear hitting a shield, unable to penetrate his body.
"Dian Cang Hui Yan!"
Feng Zhutian's body spun in the air, like a swallow flying back through the air. Following his turn, the heavy spear thrust out again. A ray of light burst out from the tip of the spear, as if a cone hit a mirror, and the space controlled by Ji Tang Shengzi shattered!
The Holy Son of Tang Dynasty staggered a few steps, held his chest with pain, moved forward and retreated, picked up a wand and threw it out, still in the realm of the full moon rising in the east.
Feng Zhutian sneered, "It's just a failed technique."
He held the tail of the gun with both hands and jumped to chop it down.
Zhan Changfeng watched silently, this domain of Ji Tang Shengzi can only be regarded as a prototype at present, so Feng Zhutian can split it open again and again. If it can be perfected, it will definitely be Ji Tang Shengzi's big killer weapon.
As expected, this domain was split again by Feng Zhutian, but at this time, Ji Tang Shengzi raised his eyes and drew a drop of blood into his words, "The benevolent are invincible!"
In an instant, the words turned into a giant sword and slashed down from the sky.
The sound of the Tao fills the sky, and the united will becomes a city. This is a sword transformed from the support of all living beings.
The king's benevolent government made him invincible, his support made him invincible, and the love of thousands of people became this invincible sword. When it slashed at Feng Zhutian, Feng Zhutian faced the murderous intentions of thousands of people.
Is the outcome about to be decided?
Both the examinees on the island and the spectators in the sky were all tense.
Hegemony and Kingliness, Hegemony is going to lose!
Emperor Ning He narrowed his eyes dangerously. King Heguang practiced the royal way of benevolence and righteousness, but his power was completely different from that of Saint Ji Tang. Fortunately, her way of benevolence and righteousness was not that strong.
In a flash of lightning, Feng Zhutian moved.
He held the Overlord Spear and was cold to the bone, "Beiding Xuanhuang buries his murderous intent, and he is at ease when the dragon enters the sea!"
Back on horseback, one shot pointed at the giant sword, and two shots swept across the Wanfa. One point swept away, the dragon and the phoenix were divided. I saw the gas-shaped golden dragon sprinting out with that point, and the phoenix followed that sweep, circling around the golden dragon.
rise!
The unparalleled momentum hit the giant sword head-on, and the blazing light exploded. The world was filled with dazzling light, and the disintegrating Taoist spirit destroyed mountains and destroyed rocks!
Some onlookers were unsteady on their feet and were pushed away by the aftermath. They were quite frightened.
"Okay, awesome!"
"One was once the overlord of the Youtian, and the other was the Holy Son under the throne of the Great Emperor. It was a wonderful fight!"
The spectators in heaven were generous with their praises, and some even stood up and shouted their names.
Yi Chang's eyes were burning. She also used spear skills. When she first entered the ancient heaven, she fought with Feng Zhutian several times, losing and losing. Unexpectedly, nearly a hundred years later, his combat power, which had reached the peak of Lingjian, had increased again.
Just looking at a step made her feel slightly invincible.
She must hurry up to practice and find a chance to fight him again.
When the weather calmed down, two large pits appeared on the island. One of them was Feng Zhutian, and the other was Ji Tang Shengzi.
Tie?
Feng Zhutian, who was lying on the ground, moved his fingers and grabbed the heavy gun that fell beside him, while Shengzi Ji Tang stood up with his body supported.
Neither of them had the strength to fight back. Ji Tang Shengzi lowered his eyes and said, "Let's call it a draw."
"I was defeated." Feng Zhutian sat up, his eyes calm, "I stood up later than you."
"What does it matter?"
"This is my failure."
Holy Son Ji Tang was stopped by his firm gaze and said slowly, "Concession."
"Ancestor." Feng Jedi muttered, speechless. The deeds of Overlord Dian Cang in his memory revealed how upright, domineering, and... domineering he was. Unexpectedly, he also
Will admit defeat calmly.
Not to mention the earth-shaking changes in Feng Jedi's cognition, the moment Feng Zhutian surrendered, he was sent off the floating island by the power of heaven.
The Holy Son Ji Tang was also seriously injured and temporarily left the island for treatment.
On the floating island without the two of them, the atmosphere became solemn again.
Now Feng Zhutian is out, and among the five there are still Ji Chaoyue, Fa Tong, Ji Tang Shengzi, and Zhan Changfeng.
Except for the healed Holy Son Ji Tang, the other three became the targets of all challengers.
Emperor Ning He was still brooding over his original failure, so he decided on Ji Chaoyue without even thinking, "Do you dare to fight me again!"
Ji Chaoyue slowly smiled and said, "If you want to lose again, I will help you."
... Emperor Ning He was heartbroken. Why was she so hostile to him?
Because the Nanjiang Celestial Dynasty might dominate the world?
But with the status of the Ji family, everything is easy to negotiate. Even if he unified the situation, he would not immediately deal with the neutral forces like the Ji family.
But it's useless to think about it now. Only by defeating her can he get the small path seal, which will fulfill his purpose of coming to Ancient Heaven.
On the other side, Holy Son of the Sun Dou Wuchen went to the Dharma passage, "Can you give me some advice?"
Among the ten Sons of the Sun, Dou Wuchen has the highest strength and is the only one among the ten who has merits exceeding 100 million. If he loses Fa Tong, he can take his place.
Fatong did not refuse, nor could he refuse, "Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me."
"Lin Yao!"
"Lin Yao!"
"Lin Yao!"
...
Several people who spoke together were stunned again.
Zhan Changfeng looked at them and said, "Would you like to have a fight first and decide the outcome before fighting me?"
Let's look at the people who came up in front of her, Prince Heng, Tu Ji, Liao Wuhen, Qian Yuan Tianjun... There were also a few monks behind her who wanted to come up, but were overtaken.
The prince raised his finger indifferently, but his words were arrogant, "If you eat my fish, you should fight with me, grind and chirp, and show the decisiveness of a king!"
"King Linyao, you defeated Snake. I want to see what you are capable of. You must fight with me today!" Tu Ji was gentle by nature, but he had a bad temper. His words were ruthless and would not give up until he achieved his goal.
Energetic.
Qian Yuantianjun didn't care. Fighting with her was a fight, and fighting with someone who defeated her was also a fight.
Zhan Changfeng didn't want to fight with the monks other than the four. There was no profit to be gained, so it would be impossible not to fight.
When she was about to accept the offer from Prince Heng, Liao Wuhen said, "I can sense your way, which is somewhat similar to mine. Please fight with me."
Lian Wuhen's words succeeded in making the prince angry, and Qian Yuantianjun frowned.
In the monastic world, this is called "testing the way." A strong Lingjian person, unless it is for his family, country, sect, or chance, will generally not fight with others. If he wants to fight, it is mostly because of conflicts between his own ways.
or similarities that need to be resolved or communicated through fighting.
Since ancient times, there have been many people who became enemies because of the conflict between the two paths, or became friends because of the coincidence of the two paths. This is the case for Feng Zhutian and Shengzi Ji Tang.
Naturally, trial is also a supreme invitation in fighting.
Faced with the invitation to test the road, Prince Heng and Qian Yuantianjun chose to give in.
Tuji was very unhappy, but he didn't bother, "You will eventually fight me, not today, but also in the future."
Zhan Changfeng looked at Tu Ji, suspecting that there was something in his words, "Okay."
Ji Chaoyue and Emperor Ning He, Fatong and Dou Wuchen had already started fighting. There was no place to fight here, so Zhan Changfeng and Liao Wuhen went to the other side of the floating island.
Zhan Changfeng stood on the boulder beside the waterfall, looking at Lian Wuhen. He was tall and tall, wearing a white gown under and a green robe outside. He had a calm temperament, "You are right, there is a little bit of similarity between us."
There is no place, but if you want to try it, you can find the king's way and try it arbitrarily, and the harvest may be greater."
Lian Wuhen smiled calmly and said, "You also want to give them a try, don't you? Unfortunately, those two are not here, so we can only make do with it for now."
The monks watching the ceremony in heaven were surprised, "The way of Xiaoyao Temple is quite famous among the Nine Heavens, and Liao Wuhen is one of the best. How can he say that his way is similar to that of King Linyao."
The free and easy way is not a rare way. There is this way in the immortal, human and demonic ways, but there are different free and easy methods.
The Immortal Way is carefree and forgetful of the secular world, the Human Way is carefree and carefree, and the Demonic Way is carefree because of a strong heart.
The joy of Xiaoyao Temple comes from a normal heart.
Look at all things with a normal heart, have no worries, be unfazed by favors and disgrace, and not be enslaved by external things.
The spectators looked down through the clouds and mist, and saw the man in the black robe with long sleeves, noble and clear, indifferent and graceful. Without words, they reflected that "the whole world is not the land of the king, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers".
Incisively and vividly.
And the green-robed monk, leisurely and refined, is a firewood collector in the mountains and a passer-by in the bustling place.
At a certain moment, the spectators seemed to realize the similarities between them, which was a peaceful state of mind that neither took pleasure in things nor felt sorrow in oneself.
It's carefree.
How is it possible? Everyone thinks that they are blind. King Linyao is a prince, how can he be so free!