Chapter 208
The Tianjiao started a chaotic battle, and Lu Xing entered the Little Kunlun Mountain
Chapter 208 The Tianjiao started a chaotic battle, and Lu Xing entered the Little Kunlun Mountain
Hearing what Ye Banfeng said.
Qiu Qingsang, who was already in an extremely bad mood, burst into anger immediately.
"When will you have the part to speak!"
Qiu Qingsang took out his immortal long sword, and swept across with his backhand.
With the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, wherever the sword light passes, it will trigger all kinds of changes in the sky.
But Ye Banfeng is not in vain, as the facade of Bailudong Academy, he has not spent these years in vain.
The long sword was unsheathed, the awe-inspiring righteousness screamed, and everything in the world trembled.
There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and manifolds are mixed.
The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are all righteous.
The scholar is full of vigor, impassioned, and sings with his sword.
boom!
The void exploded, and the terrifying explosion shook the four fields.
Qiu Qingsang's face changed slightly, and his figure was actually taken a step back.
Even though Ye Banfeng retreated more than four or five meters, the gap between the two was not as big as Qiu Qingsang imagined.
"That's it?"
Ye Banfeng casually held a sword flower, and said sarcastically.
"It seems that after you became crippled, the newly attached arm is not very good. With this little strength, how dare you show it?"
Lu Cangming's eyelids twitched, why didn't he realize that this guy's mouth is so poisonous.
Sure enough, literati don't use a knife to kill, but rely on their mouth.
Qiu Qingsang's face darkened, and his heart was filled with rage.
Originally, the fact that Lu Xing chopped off his arm was a taboo in his heart.
Not to mention that he failed to win this move, Ye Banfeng taunted him face to face.
My lungs almost exploded.
"you wanna die!"
Qiu Qingsang directly sacrificed the half-daoist soldiers of Qingcheng Mountain, the Qingxuan Yimu banner, which was filled with Yimu aura and exuded endless divine power, came again.
Feeling the power from the Qingxuanyi wooden banner, everyone present did not change their expressions.
"That's the half-dao soldier of Qingcheng Mountain... Qingxuanyi wooden banner!"
The little Vajra of the Vajra Esoteric sect showed fear in his eyes.
The Vajra Esoteric sect specializes in the way of the physical body. Although the lineage is even older than the White Horse Temple and the Shaolin Temple, there is not even a half Taoist soldier in the sect.
Even fairy artifacts are pitifully few.
It can be said that among all the people present, Little King Kong is the only Tianjiao who only has a middle-grade fairy weapon all over his body.
Others, at worst, are top-grade immortal artifacts.
"Hey, hey, you guys won't just watch like this, will you?"
Seeing Qiu Qingsang sacrifice the Qingxuanyi wooden flag, Ye Banfeng's eyes became a little more serious.
But looking at Bai Zang, Lu Cangming and others who still had no intention of making a move, they immediately shouted with blank eyes.
"If you are afraid, just say it directly, and get out of the way, this guy is my prey!"
Baizang's eyes were sharp, and the sword box behind him vibrated slightly, and the sword intent to tear the sky stirred endlessly in his body.
"No problem, please."
Ye Banfeng simply gave up his position.
"It seems that I lost twice before, and it seems that you have misunderstood me."
Qiu Qingsang looked at Baizang with cold eyes.
The voice was as indifferent as ice: "Since you are so anxious to die, then I will fulfill you first!"
Bai Zang didn't speak, but directly started.
The sword box behind him trembled, spit out a sharp and cold silver-white streamer.
Urging the Flying Sword Art, the silver-white streamer splits into thousands of sword lights, chopping towards Qiu Qingsang.
Qiu Qingsang remained unmoved, and watched with cold eyes the thousands of sword lights attacking. The Qingxuan Yimu banner above his head gently flipped, swaying endless Yimu energy, protecting Qiu Qingsang's body like a curtain.
The sword light hit it, but it didn't even stir up any ripples.
"That's right, that's how you are worth defeating." Instead of being surprised, Bai Zang was overjoyed, and spit out a flying sword again from the sword box, held in Bai Zang's hand, and flew towards Qiu Qingsang.
"You haven't mastered your Flying Sword Jue yet, go back and practice for a few more years!" Qiu Qingsang was not afraid, holding a long sword and holding a Qingxuanyi wooden banner on his head, fighting with Baizang.
Bai Zang and Qiu Qingsang started a fierce battle, and the others naturally wouldn't continue watching.
They found their opponents one after another and fought together.
Lu Cangming originally wanted to compete with Yi Shuying, but Liu Yuehan was a step ahead.
Liu Yuehan stepped on the void, and a green lotus phantom slowly bloomed under his feet, his temperament was as cold as a fairy, transcending the world.
A pair of eyes that are as transparent as crystal, seem to penetrate everything in the world, untainted by mortal thoughts.
Just like the green lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, it is beautiful but not demonic, pure and flawless.
Yi Shuying has a slender and plump figure, with a charming appearance. At this moment, her skin is pale and bloodless, and her eyes are cold and dull, which adds to her morbid beauty.
It seems that the plum blossoms that bloom in the cold winter of March and September may be destroyed by the wind and snow at any time, which is pitiful.
"You will die." Yi Shuying looked at Liu Yuehan with a cold expression.
"Well, Qinglian Sword Sect Liu Yuehan, please advise."
Liu Yuehan nodded casually, stretched out her slender hand, and a long sword with a lotus-shaped jaw flashed against the blue light, and appeared in her hand.
Yi Shuying didn't say a word, took out a fairy long sword, with surging spiritual power, and fought fiercely with Liu Yuehan.
"Hey, Brother Lu, how about we join forces?"
Ye Banfeng looked at it, and only the little King Kong and Lu Cangming of the Vajra Esoteric School were left.
Glancing at the tendons of Little King Kong, Ye Banfeng decisively pulled Lu Cangming on.
"……it is good."
Lu Cangming felt a little reluctant, but the little King Kong was a genius in physical cultivation, and his physical strength was probably not weaker than that of the ancient royal family of the same realm, second only to the real dragon and phoenix.
Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, Lu Cangming agreed to Ye Banfeng's proposal.
"Since the two benefactors are interested, the young monk should accompany him."
Little King Kong stood with his left palm upright in front of his chest, bowed his head and softly recited the Buddha's name, and said in an indifferent voice.
Flipping his right palm, a golden vajra pestle appeared in the little vajra's hand.
When the round eyes were opened, Little King Kong's skin was dyed black and blue, and his figure soared by [-]% out of thin air, like a little giant.
Vajra Esoteric School, King Ming's True Body!
This is the top body training method of Vajra Esoteric Buddhism in the Western Regions. Visualize the appearance of the five great Ming kings of Esoteric Buddhism, engrave the meaning of Buddha on your body, and turn it into a series of Buddhist words, which appear on the body surface.
And the King Ming that Little King Kong visualized is one of the five great Ming Kings of Tantric Buddhism, who subdues evil, eradicates evil spirits, and fights against Yan Mo, the God of Death.
Little King Kong, like Shenzi Qingcheng, was a young Supreme who was active three to forty years ago, and later disappeared temporarily in order to accumulate foundation and break through the Tai Chi realm.
If it wasn't for the revival of spiritual energy, the present world would usher in a blowout of opportunities. Lu Cangming, Ye Banfeng and the others wanted to catch up with Qiu Qingsang and other veteran young masters.
I'm afraid it will take more than ten years.
Along with the seven Tianjiao who all have the strength of the young supreme level, a fierce battle is launched here.
The rest of the Tianjiao avoided this place one after another, standing in the distance, watching the terrifying power caused by the battle of the seven.
And it was during this fierce battle that Lu Xing finally brought Qiu Wanbai and his three daughters into Little Kunlun Mountain.
Sensing the aura that was so familiar to him in the wave of aura coming out of the mountain, the corner of Lu Xing's mouth twitched slightly.
"It seems that this fairy water from Yaochi has attracted many acquaintances..."
(End of this chapter)
Hearing what Ye Banfeng said.
Qiu Qingsang, who was already in an extremely bad mood, burst into anger immediately.
"When will you have the part to speak!"
Qiu Qingsang took out his immortal long sword, and swept across with his backhand.
With the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, wherever the sword light passes, it will trigger all kinds of changes in the sky.
But Ye Banfeng is not in vain, as the facade of Bailudong Academy, he has not spent these years in vain.
The long sword was unsheathed, the awe-inspiring righteousness screamed, and everything in the world trembled.
There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and manifolds are mixed.
The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are all righteous.
The scholar is full of vigor, impassioned, and sings with his sword.
boom!
The void exploded, and the terrifying explosion shook the four fields.
Qiu Qingsang's face changed slightly, and his figure was actually taken a step back.
Even though Ye Banfeng retreated more than four or five meters, the gap between the two was not as big as Qiu Qingsang imagined.
"That's it?"
Ye Banfeng casually held a sword flower, and said sarcastically.
"It seems that after you became crippled, the newly attached arm is not very good. With this little strength, how dare you show it?"
Lu Cangming's eyelids twitched, why didn't he realize that this guy's mouth is so poisonous.
Sure enough, literati don't use a knife to kill, but rely on their mouth.
Qiu Qingsang's face darkened, and his heart was filled with rage.
Originally, the fact that Lu Xing chopped off his arm was a taboo in his heart.
Not to mention that he failed to win this move, Ye Banfeng taunted him face to face.
My lungs almost exploded.
"you wanna die!"
Qiu Qingsang directly sacrificed the half-daoist soldiers of Qingcheng Mountain, the Qingxuan Yimu banner, which was filled with Yimu aura and exuded endless divine power, came again.
Feeling the power from the Qingxuanyi wooden banner, everyone present did not change their expressions.
"That's the half-dao soldier of Qingcheng Mountain... Qingxuanyi wooden banner!"
The little Vajra of the Vajra Esoteric sect showed fear in his eyes.
The Vajra Esoteric sect specializes in the way of the physical body. Although the lineage is even older than the White Horse Temple and the Shaolin Temple, there is not even a half Taoist soldier in the sect.
Even fairy artifacts are pitifully few.
It can be said that among all the people present, Little King Kong is the only Tianjiao who only has a middle-grade fairy weapon all over his body.
Others, at worst, are top-grade immortal artifacts.
"Hey, hey, you guys won't just watch like this, will you?"
Seeing Qiu Qingsang sacrifice the Qingxuanyi wooden flag, Ye Banfeng's eyes became a little more serious.
But looking at Bai Zang, Lu Cangming and others who still had no intention of making a move, they immediately shouted with blank eyes.
"If you are afraid, just say it directly, and get out of the way, this guy is my prey!"
Baizang's eyes were sharp, and the sword box behind him vibrated slightly, and the sword intent to tear the sky stirred endlessly in his body.
"No problem, please."
Ye Banfeng simply gave up his position.
"It seems that I lost twice before, and it seems that you have misunderstood me."
Qiu Qingsang looked at Baizang with cold eyes.
The voice was as indifferent as ice: "Since you are so anxious to die, then I will fulfill you first!"
Bai Zang didn't speak, but directly started.
The sword box behind him trembled, spit out a sharp and cold silver-white streamer.
Urging the Flying Sword Art, the silver-white streamer splits into thousands of sword lights, chopping towards Qiu Qingsang.
Qiu Qingsang remained unmoved, and watched with cold eyes the thousands of sword lights attacking. The Qingxuan Yimu banner above his head gently flipped, swaying endless Yimu energy, protecting Qiu Qingsang's body like a curtain.
The sword light hit it, but it didn't even stir up any ripples.
"That's right, that's how you are worth defeating." Instead of being surprised, Bai Zang was overjoyed, and spit out a flying sword again from the sword box, held in Bai Zang's hand, and flew towards Qiu Qingsang.
"You haven't mastered your Flying Sword Jue yet, go back and practice for a few more years!" Qiu Qingsang was not afraid, holding a long sword and holding a Qingxuanyi wooden banner on his head, fighting with Baizang.
Bai Zang and Qiu Qingsang started a fierce battle, and the others naturally wouldn't continue watching.
They found their opponents one after another and fought together.
Lu Cangming originally wanted to compete with Yi Shuying, but Liu Yuehan was a step ahead.
Liu Yuehan stepped on the void, and a green lotus phantom slowly bloomed under his feet, his temperament was as cold as a fairy, transcending the world.
A pair of eyes that are as transparent as crystal, seem to penetrate everything in the world, untainted by mortal thoughts.
Just like the green lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, it is beautiful but not demonic, pure and flawless.
Yi Shuying has a slender and plump figure, with a charming appearance. At this moment, her skin is pale and bloodless, and her eyes are cold and dull, which adds to her morbid beauty.
It seems that the plum blossoms that bloom in the cold winter of March and September may be destroyed by the wind and snow at any time, which is pitiful.
"You will die." Yi Shuying looked at Liu Yuehan with a cold expression.
"Well, Qinglian Sword Sect Liu Yuehan, please advise."
Liu Yuehan nodded casually, stretched out her slender hand, and a long sword with a lotus-shaped jaw flashed against the blue light, and appeared in her hand.
Yi Shuying didn't say a word, took out a fairy long sword, with surging spiritual power, and fought fiercely with Liu Yuehan.
"Hey, Brother Lu, how about we join forces?"
Ye Banfeng looked at it, and only the little King Kong and Lu Cangming of the Vajra Esoteric School were left.
Glancing at the tendons of Little King Kong, Ye Banfeng decisively pulled Lu Cangming on.
"……it is good."
Lu Cangming felt a little reluctant, but the little King Kong was a genius in physical cultivation, and his physical strength was probably not weaker than that of the ancient royal family of the same realm, second only to the real dragon and phoenix.
Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, Lu Cangming agreed to Ye Banfeng's proposal.
"Since the two benefactors are interested, the young monk should accompany him."
Little King Kong stood with his left palm upright in front of his chest, bowed his head and softly recited the Buddha's name, and said in an indifferent voice.
Flipping his right palm, a golden vajra pestle appeared in the little vajra's hand.
When the round eyes were opened, Little King Kong's skin was dyed black and blue, and his figure soared by [-]% out of thin air, like a little giant.
Vajra Esoteric School, King Ming's True Body!
This is the top body training method of Vajra Esoteric Buddhism in the Western Regions. Visualize the appearance of the five great Ming kings of Esoteric Buddhism, engrave the meaning of Buddha on your body, and turn it into a series of Buddhist words, which appear on the body surface.
And the King Ming that Little King Kong visualized is one of the five great Ming Kings of Tantric Buddhism, who subdues evil, eradicates evil spirits, and fights against Yan Mo, the God of Death.
Little King Kong, like Shenzi Qingcheng, was a young Supreme who was active three to forty years ago, and later disappeared temporarily in order to accumulate foundation and break through the Tai Chi realm.
If it wasn't for the revival of spiritual energy, the present world would usher in a blowout of opportunities. Lu Cangming, Ye Banfeng and the others wanted to catch up with Qiu Qingsang and other veteran young masters.
I'm afraid it will take more than ten years.
Along with the seven Tianjiao who all have the strength of the young supreme level, a fierce battle is launched here.
The rest of the Tianjiao avoided this place one after another, standing in the distance, watching the terrifying power caused by the battle of the seven.
And it was during this fierce battle that Lu Xing finally brought Qiu Wanbai and his three daughters into Little Kunlun Mountain.
Sensing the aura that was so familiar to him in the wave of aura coming out of the mountain, the corner of Lu Xing's mouth twitched slightly.
"It seems that this fairy water from Yaochi has attracted many acquaintances..."
(End of this chapter)