Yan Xin raised her eyebrows, with a gentle smile on her lips. She shook her head gently and said, "The prince's state of mind is still better than before. How can I try to be clever?"
Li Luo smiled casually and waved his hand. The asking flower in Xiaoyaozi and Sansheng's mouth suddenly shattered and slowly disappeared into the night in front of Changming Palace, leaving no trace. A sigh of regret followed.
It rang, and most of the people present wanted to take another look at this strange flower that they had never seen before.
After a long time, Xiaoyaozi laughed loudly, nodded repeatedly, looked at Li Luo and Yan Xin and said with a smile: "Chong Ying Xin Jue met Xiang Hua Wendao, tonight is a rare Taoist fight in front of Changming Palace for hundreds of years. Fellow Taoist Sansheng, this
How about a peace discussion?"
"Okay." Sansheng responded calmly without any hesitation.
Xiaoyao Zi stroked his beard and looked at Li Luo, smiling warmly and saying with a hint: "Pindao is indeed right, the prince is indeed destined to be a Taoist."
Li Luo smiled faintly. The Taoist Tianzong's desire to seek Taoism when he was born and the Earthly Sect's desire to seek Taoism were far different from Li Luo's nature. However, now is not the time to get to the bottom of it. His words are good, and he can be considered a Taoist branch after all.
, Li Luo was standing here a little bit nondescript, and now he didn't want to overshadow the two Taoist sects. A tie was just what Li Luo wanted, but he didn't know what Yan Xin had in mind.
Seeing Li Luo looking at him, Yan Xin smiled kindly, nodded slightly, and said softly: "I am not sure of defeating the prince, and Yan Xin has no objection."
When Li Luo saw this, he already knew that Yan Xin had guessed his thoughts. He had just used the skylark of life and death to break through Yan Xin's determination, and then incorporated the Taoist secrets of the turbulent times into Capturing the Dragon and the Phoenix, using clever techniques to combine the two energies.
The energy is intertwined into a flower, which is somewhat of a claptrap. However, it is also extremely difficult to control the internal force. If there is a slight deviation, it will be the result of painting a tiger instead of a dog. At least among the experts present, I dare say that they can be like Li
There are probably no more than five fingers that Luo He Yanxin can take shape like this.
If things hadn't changed, how could Yan Xin's extremely pure internal energy be used by Li Luo? The word "trick" Li Luo said was not a word of self-effacement. Yan Xin also realized it at this time. If they fight again, Li Luo
Although the fallen flowers are beautiful to look at, it is not certain how useful they are.
Li Luo bowed his hand and Xiaoyaozi glanced at Li Luo a few times, as if he had something to say, but in the end he just shook his head and sat back on the white futon.
This battle was much shorter than the previous battle between Wu Se and Peifeng, but the shock was many times greater. What they saw and heard made most people almost start to doubt their own eyes, seeing something that shouldn't have happened.
Pictures of this world.
It was very quiet in front of Changming Palace. Everyone was reminiscing about the battle between Li Luo and Yan Xin. There were actually people sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting their breath and enlightening themselves.
Eyes with various thoughts followed Li Luo's retreating figure. After this battle, it seemed that the Great Ganding Heavenly King would be judged again.
The Diren sect has won one and drawn one, leaving only the last game. If Li Luo had won just now, the Diren sect would have won this internal fight within the Taoist sect. However, since they want to take charge of Xueli, if Sansheng cannot defeat Xiaoyaozi
, even if the Diren Sect wins this debate, the Xueli Sword in their hands may not be able to convince everyone.
Xiaoyaozi was wandering in his thoughts. He didn't know what he was thinking. He stayed like this for a long time, and everyone present couldn't help but guess. This last battle was of great importance. Xiaoyaozi could only win but not lose. Even if it was a draw, it would be nothing.
The Daoist sect lost. And the bet before discussing Taoism was even more astonishing. Sansheng Youyan was the last battle between the two Taoist sects. If the Diren sect lost, they would give up their name as Shanmen and return to the Tianzong sect, and vice versa.
Although Xiaoyaozi did not expressly agree, he did not refute it. In the eyes of the heroes present, this was regarded as an answer. With Xiaoyaozi's reputation and status in the world, he would not be able to do such a thing in front of the heroes in the world.
For the current plan, for Taoist Tianzong, there is only a glimmer of hope to win this battle. However, since Sansheng has the courage to make such a bet, he naturally has the confidence and qualifications to gamble. If Xiaoyaozi wants to win, he is afraid
not easy.
"First there was a debate about whether or not, and then there was the question of one's heart among the thousands of Dharma. Now this is the last one, hey." Xiaoyaozi sighed and said helplessly, "I'm afraid I'm going to let these young people compete with each other.
Get down."
Sansheng glanced at Xiaoyaozi with a sarcastic look on his face, as if he was mocking Xiaoyaozi for caring about these false reputations.
Xiaoyaozi's expression did not change, he shook his head and said with a big smile: "For this last scene, do fellow Taoist Sansheng have any advice?"
"No, feel free." Sansheng said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyaozi was okay and just smiled. Everyone onlookers looked surprised. Even Li Luo frowned. This Sansheng Taoist was a bit too trusting. The heroes only knew Sansheng Kuang.
Ao, never thought that he would be so crazy. In the final battle, Sansheng allowed Xiaoyaozi to use his own fighting method. The implication was that no matter what method Xiaoyaozi used to determine the outcome of this battle, Sansheng would have it.
Winning is at least a guarantee of a tie. At this point, there will be no second person in the world.
"Whatever... let me think about it carefully." Xiaoyaozi stroked his beard and muttered, but he didn't even mean to give in. This really surprised the crowd. Could it be that this Taoist senior cared about winning or losing to the point of having such an iron-clad face?
"Yes." Xiaoyaozi shouted loudly, clapped his hands and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Taoist Sansheng, you and I will use the art of Yao Xiang to decide the outcome."
The silence in front of Changming Palace could be heard. All the heroes in the world, including the Emperor of Dagan, stared blankly at the Taoist Tianzong leader with a serious face. Not to mention others, even the Tianzong disciples were also stunned.
He looked at his ancestor with a horrified expression, thinking it was a joke, but looking at Xiaoyaozi's serious and determined expression, it definitely didn't look like a joke.
Sansheng's calm face twitched slightly, he never thought that Xiaoyaozi would use this method to determine the winner or loser. This was no longer child's play, it was simply nonsense.
Sansheng asked in a cold voice: "Are you serious?"
"In the presence of a large crowd and in full view of everyone, there is no reason for an old Taoist to joke." Xiaoyaozi waved his hand and laughed loudly.
For some reason, Sansheng's heart ached inexplicably, and he couldn't help but look up at the night sky. If the master under the Nine Springs had a spirit, I don't know what kind of thoughts he would have, and spent his whole life trying to reunite Taoism. Finally,
It turned out that such a method was used to determine the outcome. Everyone in the arena had mixed feelings. No matter whether this final battle was exciting or not, it was definitely enough to become famous all over the world.