Fans who have read "Dou Po" will know that "Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus" is a terrifying alien fire fusion technique.
In the peak battle of the 'three-year agreement', 'Xiao Yan' used fusion skills twice, both of which caused horrific damage to the Yunlan Sect.
But now, the onlookers actually saw this terrifying stunt in Su Pingan's hands, which made everyone both shocked and looking forward to it.
"This is the 'Buddha's Furious Fire Lotus', a terrifying skill that makes even the strongest Dou Wang tremble!"
"It's amazing. I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see the magical skills in the book. I'm so excited!"
"This 'Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus' can definitely blow up this feathered bird. After all, that is 'Xiao Yan's' unique skill!"
Some people's eyes were shining, and they looked a little excited.
Meng Erhu had never seen "Dou Po", so he naturally didn't know what the "Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus" was, but he could feel from the reactions of the people around him that this thing must be very scary.
"Senior brother, you must not let him use those lotus things, stop him quickly!"
Although Meng Erhu couldn't call out the name of 'Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus', he still reminded Sun Jiufang loudly.
Sun Jiufang had also felt the terrible power turbulence from the surrounding space. He raised his eyebrows and said, "This guy has a stronger hidden method?!"
Frightened, Sun Jiufang followed suit and hurriedly listened to Meng Erhu's advice, asking Goshawk to step up his attack and pursue Su Ping'an.
But...it's too late!
The two kinds of strange fires in Su Ping'an's hands had been fused together. Two completely different powerful energies were perfectly combined in his hands, and finally transformed into a lotus burning with strange flames.
The lotus flower is extremely beautiful, as bright as ice crystals, but the power contained within is enough to destroy heaven and earth.
"Go, Buddha's Furious Lotus!"
Su Ping'an immediately turned around and sent the lotus in his hand towards the attacking goshawk.
The goshawk struck like lightning. The moment he saw the lotus, it was already too late to dodge. The two immediately collided with each other.
boom!
Just heard a roar.
A blazing light then bloomed in the center of the lake.
The terrifying power mixed with the gorgeous flames exploded together.
boom!
The majestic energy was like a tsunami, a volcano erupting, and it was out of control. The entire Dongping Lake trembled, like an earthquake, and ravines opened in the ground, like an abyss.
call!
The burst of energy turned into a hurricane and swept directly around, shaking the trees around the lake and shattering them. The onlookers were busy using their literary energy to hold up a protective barrier in front of them.
But that power is so terrifying!
As soon as the escaping alien fire hit Wen Xiu's Wen Qi wall, the entire Wen Qi wall instantly burned and cracked and shattered under the powerful impact.
At that moment, many literary cultivators were thrown out and fell to the ground.
Liu Qingxi's side was also affected, but with the little fox Feng Xiaomian there, she secretly took action, condensing a stream of demonic power to form a shield, protecting all the people in Qingfeng Restaurant in Liu Qingxi.
This storm lasted for several breaths.
After everything calmed down, everyone got up from the ground and looked into the lake again. They saw that Dongping Lake had disappeared, and what was left was just a messy land full of holes, potholes, and countless ravines.
Looking at Su Ping'an again, he was standing on a piece of scorched earth at the bottom of the pit. He was in a miserable state and his face was pale. It was obvious that the blow just now had drained almost all of his strength.
Look at the other side again.
The goshawk holding the Buddha's Raging Lotus on its face had been blown to pieces, its huge body collapsed on the spot and turned into a piece of waste paper.
As for Sun Jiufang, who had been hiding behind the other scrolls, under the impact of that terrifying force, the scrolls around him were also severely damaged.
The bronze quality was shattered on the spot, leaving only the silver quality scroll still barely holding on, but it was also covered with cracks, the literary spirit was gone, and it had become a waste product.
Sun Jiufang, who was in the tower, was vomiting blood continuously.
The damage to several paintings caused him to suffer backlash, causing him serious damage. In addition, he excessively consumed his literary energy to manifest the goshawk and support the battle. Now even the Wenxin tree looks a little sluggish.
The culture is dim and the foundation is unstable.
This time, he was in trouble!
"Ahem...how...how could...how could I...lose to you!?"
Sun Jiufang gritted his teeth and forced his body to say the last sentence unwillingly. He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Senior brother, senior brother..."
On the shore, Meng Erhu, who had come back to his senses, saw Sun Jiufang fall and immediately rushed forward, reaching the latter's side in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the blood on his senior brother's chest, Meng Erhu was shocked and angry. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Ping'an in the lake. Then he felt angry and gritted his teeth and said: "Su's little dream..."
bass!
Meng Erhu stood up, and with a flash of light in his hand, a black and white chess piece and a square chessboard appeared.
He seems to want to take action to avenge his senior brother!
"Ahem...why, are all the students of you Daming Mansion Wen Palace like this, unable to afford to lose?"
In the lake, although Su Pingan was weak and mentally haggard, he could still stand.
After noticing Meng Erhu's actions, Su Ping'an showed no fear, sneered and retorted.
But secretly, he had already grasped something in his hand.
It was a small jar of porcelain, and it was the great killer weapon that the Confucian sage left for him at the bottom of the box, the holy instrument Shanhe Brush Washer!
It was precisely because of this pen that Su Ping'an just dared to give it a go without fear.
It was good to blow up the goshawk, but it didn't matter if he couldn't blow it up. As long as Shanhe Brush was there, he didn't believe that Sun Jiufang could withstand the impact of the sacred weapon.
He didn't use it before because he wanted to see how strong he was, but when it was really necessary, he didn't mind hitting people with the holy weapon.
"you……"
Meng Erhu's face turned white and blue at first, and he almost couldn't help but take action.
He knew very well that Su Ping'an was at the end of his strength at this time, and the other party would definitely not be able to block his blow, but... if he really took action, it would be tantamount to breaking the contract, and not only would he be cast aside by the world's literary cultivators,
It will also damage the reputation of Daming Palace Wen Palace.
At this time, Liu Qingxi and the others saw that something was wrong, so they rushed to Su Pingan's side, and she also took out her Wenbao lyre and put up a defense.
The little fox Feng Xiaomian stood in front of everyone inadvertently, and then glanced at Meng Erhu with a smile.
As soon as their eyes made contact, Meng Erhu was immediately shaken. He felt a strange force pulling at his mind, as if he was heading into a strange abyss.
Fortunately, he was a chess and literary cultivator, with a tough mind and an eighth-level cultivation of a scholar. This allowed him to break away from the force in time. But when he came to his senses again, he looked up and found that Su Ping'an had done it.
People have already left Dongping Lake.
This made Meng Erhu feel horrified, "There are experts around this Su Sheng Xiaomeng?!"
