But just when the yang energy and Buddhist power of the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan were suppressed by the yin energy and ghost power of the Nine-Yin Locust Wood Sword, suddenly a black mist surged out of the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan, and the same thing happened.
Many ferocious ghosts were thrown out and gnawed away at the Rakshasa.
This black Rakshasa couldn't react for a moment. His whole body was covered with a layer of thin and small evil ghosts, like a male lion covered with man-eating ants, and he roared continuously.
When the Vajra Warrior of Qibao Psychic Fan saw that the opponent's offensive had stopped, he immediately fought back and threw the vajra in his hand at the opponent!
This black Rakshasa was originally on par with the Vajra Warriors. Before, it was because Zhao Wuji suddenly fed ghosts with blood that the Nine Yin Locust Wood Sword suddenly gained strength and attacked the opponent without hesitation, beating the Vajra Warriors back.
, But this kind of thing can never happen again. When the ghost refined by the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan suddenly came out as a surprise weapon, the black Rakshasa was immediately restrained, turned into a powerful crossbow, and could no longer compete with the Vajra Warriors.
Make a tie.
For a moment, the situation was greatly reversed. All the cultivators on the scene looked at it dumbfounded and dumbfounded. No one could understand how a magic weapon like the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan with its most powerful treasures, profound Buddhist power, and extremely strong yang energy could be refined.
To bring out ghosts and resentful spirits and be used by them!
Not long after, the black Rakshasa was finally grabbed by the Vajra Warrior's six arms, hands, feet and head, and then pulled hard, tearing it into several pieces. The black Rakshasa also turned into countless wronged souls and ghosts and fled in all directions.
The Jiuyin Sophora Wood Sword was also cut in half by the Qibao Psychic Fan, and fell onto the field with a clatter, like two pieces of wood.
Zhao Wuji's face turned pale at this time, and he laughed miserably: "I lost!" After saying that, he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell back with a whoosh. A kind-hearted practitioner next to him wanted to help him, but Zhao Wuji did not.
He stumbled to a halt, pushed them away, and staggered away alone.
For a moment, everyone on the field watched Zhao Wuji leave, and then all looked at Li Yundong, secretly frightened in their hearts: This Seven Treasures Psychic Fan was already a very powerful magic weapon, but it was refined into more.
The energy of the ghost soul, the masculine Buddhist power and the cold ghost power are as powerful as water and fire. I really don’t know how Mr. Li can make the two merge into one! It’s magical, it’s really magical!
This time the battle of magic weapons was like a battle between two armies. From the beginning, they called each other's formations, to testing each other, to fighting evenly, to Zhao Wuji's difficulty, the Jiuyin Sophora Wood Sword prevailed, to the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan to make it impossible.
He suddenly counterattacked and turned the tide. It was really a twist and turn, extremely thrilling, and only some practitioners on the field who just wanted to watch the excitement cheered.
And some experienced practitioners are thinking secretly: If I had a magic fight with Zhao Wuji just now, would my magic weapon be able to win?
After much deliberation, they came to the conclusion that nine out of ten times were impossible, and they couldn't help but feel doubly afraid of Li Yundong who had won.
Li Yundong won two games in a row, but his face showed no color. He handed over to everyone: "I am lucky enough to win another game. I wonder which expert is willing to give me some advice?"
After he shouted, the practitioners from all the sects in the field looked at each other, and no one spoke.
Li Yundong shouted twice more loudly. For a moment, no one answered except his voice!
When all the horses were silent, suddenly a short bald man jumped out and said loudly: "His grandma, I'm here to play with you!"
Li Yundong glanced at him and saw that this man was less than 1.6 meters tall and had a stocky figure, like a fine weight. Li Yundong cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, I wonder what you would call me?"
The short bald man touched the seeds on his shiny head and said loudly: "Your Excellency, what age are you still talking with your tongue curled up? I can't stand you talking like this! Listen clearly, I am
The Penglai faction is strong."
Li Yundong smiled slightly and said, "Okay, please give me your advice!"
Dang Qiang walked to a place not far from Li Yundong, rolled up his sleeves, and said in a loud voice: "I say Mr. Li, if I want to fight you, you can't take advantage of me!"
Li Yundong asked in confusion: "What advantage did I take of you?"
Dang Qiang pointed at the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan behind Li Yundong and said: "I don't have any powerful magic weapon like the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan or the Nine Yin Sophora Sword. I only have a pair of fists and a pair of feet. How about it, Mr. Li, let's compare."
Kung Fu, right? I don’t use magic weapons, and you don’t use magic weapons either, how about that?”
After he finished speaking, before Li Yundong could express his position, a disciple of Hu Chan Sect who was not seriously injured shouted: "You bald man is so shameless. You don't have a magic weapon. We, Mr. Li, do have a magic weapon. How can we let him have a magic weapon?"
Don’t you need it?”
"That's right, you are so unreasonable, Mr. Li, don't be fooled by him!"
Magic weapons are weapons for practitioners. If you fight with someone without a weapon, you will most likely suffer a loss. Even practitioners from other sects have a look of disdain on their faces, thinking: This bald man is so shameless.
He actually tried to use words to slander Li Yundong?
But Li Yundong boasted that he was very good at boxing and kicking, but he smiled confidently and said: "Okay, I will fight with you!"
After saying that, he put the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan behind him, and slapped the end of the fan bone with his palm. There was a thud, like a pile driver, which made the Seven Treasures Psychic Fan sink into the ground.
Li Yundong walked to the long line between the two large bronze tripods and stopped, his feet were uneven, he cupped his hands and said, "Please!"
After saying that, he put down his hands and did not make any gestures. He just looked at Dang Qiang steadily.
Dang Qiang saw Li Yundong standing unsteady, with his whole body exposed, but his posture was still and motionless, showing the demeanor of a master. He suddenly touched his forehead in surprise and surprise, and said loudly: "Weird
It’s strange, you are so young, how did you practice this kung fu? Did you start practicing it from the womb? Hey, who is your master?”
Li Yundong smiled and said: "Do you want to fight or not?"
When Dang Qiang saw that Li Yundong refused to speak, he smiled, stood up in a lunge, and said loudly: "Boy, be careful!" After saying that, he exerted force on his feet and blasted Li Yundong with a cannon punch!
Li Yundong saw that although his punch was very powerful, but compared to Lin Youlai, it was not as good as Lin Youlai. He did not follow the opponent's moves and punched the opponent's shoulder, relying on his own arm to compare with the opponent.
It’s so long that it comes last first!
Unexpectedly, Li Yundong's fist was about to hit the opponent. Suddenly Dang Qiang rushed in front of him, opened his mouth suddenly, and a fireball shot out from his mouth and went straight to the door in front of Li Yundong.
This time, he was caught off guard. If Li Yundong's cultivation had not increased greatly, the cultivation of prophets and gods had also increased a lot. The moment Dang Qiang opened his mouth, his face suddenly felt numb, and he lowered his head subconsciously.
It was already tricked!
Li Yundong only felt a heat on the back of his head, and the fireball flew past his head. He even smelled the burnt smell of his head!
Li Yundong was secretly angry. Although he lowered his head and exposed the two vital parts of his head and back to his opponent, he stood independently with one golden rooster leg, and the other leg struck Dang Qiang from behind like a steel whip, like a scorpion swinging.
Finally, with a snap, Li Yundong's feet were firmly stamped on Dang Qiang's face.
When Dang Qiang saw that Li Yundong had dodged his extremely concealed blow, and was about to pursue him again, he was suddenly slapped on the face. He immediately took two steps back, wiped his face with both hands randomly, and said loudly: "
Damn, what’s going on?”
At this time, everyone on the field came to their senses, and the disciples of the Fox Zen Sect booed loudly: "The Penglai sect is so shameless. They agreed to have a fist fight and then secretly released their spells. How shameless!"
The well-known and upright seniors were explaining to the juniors and juniors the beauty of Li Yundong's move of lowering his head and flicking his tail.
After Li Yundong forced the powerful party members to retreat, he also shouted: "Didn't you mean a fist and kick competition?"
Dang Qiang laughed loudly: "I only said that you are not allowed to use magical weapons. I didn't say that you are not allowed to use magic! Zhenren Li, you are not afraid of deception! If you can use magic, you can also use it! Be careful!"
After saying that, another fireball came out.
He spurted out fire, like a fire dragon, charging towards Li Yundong with fangs and claws. Before he could reach him, Li Yundong felt a burst of fiery breath coming towards his face, and his head was burned.
Li Yundong frowned secretly. He closed his palms together, only his two little fingers were slightly bent inward, and his palms were slightly open forward. He shouted: "Hum!"
It is the mudra of Tathagata Tathagata with the Sound of Heavenly Drum and Thunder!
This hand seal was suddenly struck, and the fire dragon that was coming towards me was shattered into many fireballs with a roar, scattering in all directions.
Everyone on the field immediately burst into an uproar and exclaimed in shock: "Mantra Mahamudra! This is Buddhist Kung Fu!"
"Is this guy from the Immortal and Buddha Sect? Is he from the Wuliu Sect!"
The people on the field were whispering to each other, but the fight between the two did not stop. After Li Yundong smashed the opponent's fireball with one palm, he hit the ground with his foot, causing several incense candles scattered on the ground to fly into the middle. Li Yundong grabbed it with one hand.
After stopping, he quickly rushed towards Dang Qiang.
When Dang Qiang saw Li Yundong rushing towards him, he immediately took a deep breath, his whole body inflated like a balloon, and then he spit out a puff of fire!
This fire was several times stronger than before. Li Yundong felt that all the hairs on his body were standing on end. He kicked off his feet and his whole body flew over Dang Qiang's head like a flying giant, but his hand holding the incense candle was
He explored the fire and lit all the incense candles. When the person flew over his head, he pressed the incense candle on Dang Qiang's head!
Suddenly, there was a sizzling sound, and Dang Qiang jumped up with a whoosh, grabbed his head with both hands, and yelled: "Male Gobi, what's going on? The top of my head is so hot!"
Everyone saw several round scars on Dang Qiang’s head that had been burned by Li Yundong, and they burst into laughter: “It’s just right, the scars match the bald head. I tell you guys from the Penglai sect, you can find a temple and become a monk.
, you don’t need to change your entire outfit!”
The disciples of the Fox Chan Sect were a little worried about whether Li Yundong could cope with it before, but now they saw that Li Yundong had defeated three people in a row and three sects in a row. They all became excited and said loudly: "Hello, Master Li.
That’s right, a good lesson!”
The Fox Zen Sect was originally full of yin and yang, with many female disciples and few male disciples. The only remaining fake male disciple, Gu Feng, had been killed by Liu Ye. When these women shouted, they suddenly sounded like cheerleaders, and their voices were extremely harsh.
The male cultivators from various sects had strange expressions on their faces, and murmured to themselves: This guy is quite lucky. When the time comes, these vixens will be admitted into the door together, how will they be free and happy? No, no, no, we must not let this kid take advantage of this.
Cheap!
Ruan Hongling, who saw Li Yundong's victory, was originally full of excitement and joy. When he heard the female disciples of the Fox Chan Sect shouting loudly, his face suddenly dropped and he snorted: "What are you shouting for? A group of fox sect evildoers are born to attract bees.
butterfly!"
At this time, Li Yundong also pointed at Dang Qiang with the incense candle in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Do you admit defeat or not?"
Dang Qiang wanted to bite the bullet and say that he would not admit defeat, but when he saw Li Yundong's eyes sweeping towards his lower body, the incense candle in his hand was also swinging in the direction of his lower body intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly trembled and thought: The top of his head
It doesn’t matter if I perm a few bags, but if I also perm a few bags below, then am I still a man?
Dang Qiang immediately cupped his hands with an apologetic smile on his face and said, "Master Li's great work, I'm convinced!" After saying that, he walked back to the field, touching the scar on his head as he walked, and kept gasping.
Li Yundong threw away the incense candle in his hand, walked back to the long line, raised his hands and said loudly: "Who else is there?"
At this time, if Li Yundong counts the two people he killed before, he has already won five games in a row. Each victory has different methods, including the magical nine-turn golden elixir technique, magic weapon fighting, close combat, and even
There is Buddhist Mahamudra Kungfu being displayed!
Practitioners from all sects present felt that Li Yundong was like a huge treasure house with endless methods that he had not yet used. What was frightening was that this young man was so powerful on the spot that he was really useless.
Know if he is waving often or just waving normally!
When Li Yundong first appeared, everyone was still full of disdain, especially when he first challenged the various sects. The practitioners of the various sects did not bother to break into the long line drawn by Li Yundong, but chose to fight him head-on.
Defeating him shows the pride and arrogance deep in his heart stemming from a well-known and upright family.
But after Li Yundong won several games in a row, his momentum surged, and everyone became more and more in awe.
Several cultivators with good personal relationships among the six sects started whispering to each other secretly. One of them, a taller one, said in a low voice: "This Monkey King is really quite powerful. Do you have any chance of winning in a head-to-head fight?"
Several other people shook their heads.
The taller one whispered: "Since he said before that he will lose in the long term, then if we take turns attacking him, I don't believe that we can't break through the long term even if we take turns in fighting?"
After he finished speaking, someone next to him hesitated and said, "But if you win like this without force, it won't sound good in the future!"
The tall man sneered: "There is no one who can defeat him now, and you still think about this! Do you want this guy to steal the limelight? If Master Zhang from the Zhengyi Sect takes action, we won't be able to do it."
What happened to the six sects!"
His words immediately moved several other people. They looked at each other and nodded secretly.
The tall man was overjoyed and said: "Then I will take the lead! Let this guy see the power of our six sects joining forces!"