Chapter 1417 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud

Chapter 1417 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud

"Bing Jie?" Kong Hui was stunned, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "The benefactor is very arrogant, why don't you poke your neck, the old monk can also let your soul go."

"Oh, it seems that the master is very confident in himself, then we will see the truth under our hands."

Before Lin Xuan finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe, and saw a flash of spiritual light, and dozens of sword glows swimming out from the sleeve.

It rises against the wind, and in a blink of an eye it has grown to a length of Zhang Xu, like a colorful wave, rushing towards each other layer by layer.

The momentum was extraordinary, and the nearby monks all showed horror and flinched, fearing that if they were accidentally involved, it would be too late for them to regret if they harmed the fish in the pond.

However, Kong Hui turned a blind eye to it, and unexpectedly did not sacrifice any defensive treasures. He just put his hands together, and the five-color Buddha light burst out from his body, forming an incomparably bright light curtain.

"act recklessly!"

Lin Xuan really has never been underestimated by his peers. You must know that his mana is several times more pure than that of ordinary late-stage monks. Although these sword qis are released casually, the power of each one is not inferior to that of the Yuan Dynasty. The natal treasure of beginner monks.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, and the power of Jianmang suddenly increased by three points.

Although he didn't think that he could kill a great immortal cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul like this, but at least he had to make the other party suffer.

However, what happened next was beyond Lin Xuan's expectation.

Dozens of sword glows are like turbulent waves, but the five-color Buddha light is surprisingly tough.

The sword glow cut on it, not only had no effect at all, but was digested and absorbed.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrunk, what kind of spell is this?

But the other party naturally wouldn't give him time to think carefully, and as soon as he clasped the seal with both hands, the fierce tiger that had just torn apart the poisonous dragon in the transformation stage suddenly swooped towards him.

Roar!

The stern roar of the tiger came to the ears, and the monster opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a light wave with a diameter of about a foot.

The surface is made of blood red, as if there is a hint of fierceness.

But Kong Hui didn't give up, he raised his right hand, and a fiery red Zen stick appeared in his palm.

The surface of the staff is covered with a raging flame.

"disease!"

The monk typed out a formula.

With a twist of the stick, his body suddenly swelled up, turning into thousands of stick shadows, and smashed towards Lin Xuan's head.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan's expression was a little ugly.

Although with his magical powers, it is no problem to block the opponent's attack, but as the saying goes, the battle of wits is not the battle of strength. This time the enemy is far from just a single person. Lin Xuan wants to save mana as much as possible. It will also face off against the clutch boss.

Thinking of this, his eyes flickered, his shoulders moved slightly, and he disappeared from the spot without a trace.

Nine days of micro-stepping!

This supernatural power, which is vague but unrecognizable, is somewhat similar to the Great Cultivator's Earth Shrinking Technique, but it is obviously much more miraculous.

The old monk's expression became a little dignified.

The opponent was able to kill Junior Brother Kongxuan, and the spells he knew were indeed remarkable.

The thought turned in my mind, but I saw a blue light not far ahead, Lin Xuan's figure emerged strangely, and what was even more incredible was that his hands turned silver.

"drink!"

Lin Xuan raised his voice and exhaled, Yao Yao punched forward.

It is not surprising but joyful. As we all know, Buddhist magic is extremely profound and profound. In addition to all kinds of powerful supernatural powers to subdue demons, it also pays attention to body training.

As a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period, although his physical body is far from being indestructible, its hardness is better than ordinary magic weapons.

Even if it is not inferior to the monster race of the same level, the other party actually wants to fight me hand-to-hand?

If the sky does evil, you can still live, but if you do evil yourself, you can't live.

How could he let go of such a good opportunity? With the empty city, a sinister look of joy could not help but flash across his face.

"Duh."

He also raised his voice and exhaled, pushing forward with one palm.

The movement is extremely simple, but it is a mystery that is not passed on in Buddhism.

Dragon Elephant Polo Palm!

As the name suggests, this palm contains the power of a dragon and an elephant.

Lin Xuan was not afraid, the sound of bones cracking came to his ears, and the mana in his body rushed away like a fist.

boom!

The silver light and golden light collided fiercely, and the loud noise was like a thunderbolt exploding on a sunny day.

"puff……"

Kong Hui's face was as pale as paper, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Lin Xuan also took three steps back, blood was also oozing from the corner of his mouth, but compared with the injury, the expression on Lin Xuan's face was even more surprised.

I have my own supernatural powers, not to mention the power of Fengwu Jiutianjue, but in terms of the depth of mana, I am several times stronger than the same level of immortal cultivators.

In close hand to hand combat, there is no trick at all. It stands to reason that you can kill the opponent without leaving a piece of armor, but I didn't expect it to be just a small advantage.

Is there any mistake, the magic power of this Ten Thousand Buddhas sect presider is too strong.

Could it be that……

Lin Xuan had a vague guess in his heart, of course, it still needs to be confirmed by the other party.

Lin Xuan was puzzled, but his blank expression was filled with shock and anger.

Originally thought that the other party was self-inflicted and unable to live, and wanted to take the opportunity to give Lin Xuan some suffering, it would be best if he could severely injure the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the facts are fickle, but in the end, he did nothing. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but Lin Xuan had his arm amputated.

The fist and palm exchanged just now, and the bones of Kong Hui's right hand were completely cracked.

This nasty boy is not only proficient in the orthodox magic of Taoism, but also a demon cultivator, which is beyond his expectations.

But what surprised Kong Hui the most was not this place, but the depth of Lin Xuan's mana.

I have a good idea of ​​my own situation. As the presiding officer of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Kong Hui is practicing the most profound Buddhist secret arts.

And he also learned the supernatural powers of the second Nascent Soul.

As we all know, the second Nascent Soul is extremely difficult to practice, but it is far beyond the reach of small skills such as Yuanshen and Soul Separation.

Therefore, Kong Hui's mana is far from comparable to that of the same level, so he just met Ji Yueru, but after a few encounters, he drove her to a corner.

And this boy Lin, just advanced, whether his realm is stable or not is a problem. Originally, it was not a difficult problem to kill him, but he didn't expect that it was himself who suffered the loss in the end.

His empty face was extremely gloomy.

The other party was able to kill Junior Brother Kongxuan, it really couldn't be considered as a common sense, could it be that he is also a monk of Dual Nascent Soul.

This is more likely to be the case, otherwise, at that time, Lin Xuan was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, how could he beat the great monk?

Thinking of this, Kong Hui took a deep breath, and then sprayed out a mouthful of golden light from his mouth.

With a flash of that golden light, he actually took off his right arm shoulder-to-shoulder.

However, the wound was shining with golden light, and there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bad premonition loomed in his heart.

He clasped his hands, and was about to make a move, but a loud and empty voice came to his ears.