Chapter 108: Fighting with Jade Buddha
Xu Yang saw this, showing no fear.
With a flip of his wrist, a three-foot-long short three-magic pestle appeared in each of his left and right palms. The three-magic pestle in his left hand was surging with the power of blue water, and the three-magic pestle in his right hand was shining with a hint of thick earth and stone light.
He raised the three-magic pestle in his right hand and raised it violently towards the silver lines that covered the sky.
"Stand still like a mountain!"
The next moment, a virtual image of a small mountain that was five or six feet in size appeared in the sky above his head. The virtual image of the small mountain at this time was no longer the same as when Xu Yang had used it before. It was extremely solid, and the edges and corners of the rocks on it were clearly visible. Circles of bluestone-colored spiritual light were spinning rapidly on the surface of the small mountain.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Countless silver lines rushed down like a rainstorm, continuously hitting the virtual image of the small mountain. The shadow of the hill trembled violently, as if it was shot by countless crossbows. The huge hill began to collapse from the top, and pieces of rocks were peeled off from the mountain, rolling down with crackling sounds.
In contrast, the countless silver lines created by the whisk attack were gradually consumed.
The eyes of the Jade Buddha in the air turned cold, and he stretched out one hand to point at the hill, and a silver shadow was thrown out. The silver shadow swelled in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a Sanskrit formation connected by a circle of silver Buddhist beads. Then, this formation was like a tight hoop spell, and it trapped the hill. Pieces of silver clouds overflowed and crackled. The hill, which was originally in danger, seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer from the heavens. With a bang, it fell apart. Looking at the silver spherical formation, it flashed and shrank into a pair of silver Buddhist prayer beads about the size of a foot. It was put into the sleeve of the Jade Buddha and disappeared.
Without stopping for a moment, Yu Fozi threw out another whisk, and the silver line, which was three times more fierce than before, was like the Milky Way, covering the sky and the sun.
Without the obstruction of the hill, it was like thousands of silver crossbows covering a large area of land in an instant. The huge pressure caused a huge silver smoke to rise above the earth, and a few silver arcs jumped continuously, making it difficult to see the situation.
Seeing this, Taoist Leng curled his lips and laughed strangely, and his ugly chicken blood-colored rosacea nose was crooked with joy. He shouted: "You don't know how to live or die, can you afford to offend Yu Fozi?"
Taoist Jing nodded with satisfaction, and secretly felt very happy in his heart.
Lv Qingyu saw this scene from a distance, and was shocked that his eyes were wide open, and shouted loudly: "Be careful!"
I didn't expect that Yu Fozi was so capable. Xu Yang would most likely lose his life under this attack. It was all my fault for being reckless and not letting Xu Yang fight with him. Thinking of this, Lu Qingyu somehow couldn't control her emotions, and tears welled up in her eyes.
After a while, the silver mist on the ground gradually dissipated.
"Huh?"
The Jade Buddha, who was in the sky, let out a light "huh?" A large blue sphere appeared on the ground where Xu Yang was originally.
After a while, the Jade Buddha saw clearly that it was a large blue water mass that wrapped Xu Yang. A series of water-blue runes flashed on the water mass, and the aftermath of the vibration on the surface splashed circles of ripples. A huge deep pit appeared on the large open space outside the water mass, and the ground was riddled with holes, broken stones and broken wood.
A clear figure in the water mass looked at him with a smile, and the corners of his clothes were not damaged at all, and he was not injured at all. It was Xu Yang who used the water-attributed Three Magic Pestle to block the attack.
"Master, thank you." Xu Yang waved the Three Magic Pestle in his left hand and removed the water mass in front of him.
"Xu Yang, you are quite capable!" Yu Fozi said lightly, but he had clearly used 80% of his strength in the second attack. It seemed that Xu Yang's strength was not inferior to his own. If he wanted to defeat Xu Yang, he would have to use all his strength.
Seeing this, Leng Daoren's eyes widened as big as his nose. He couldn't believe that Xu Yang could actually catch Yu Fozi's attack and remain unharmed.
Jing Daoren couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. With a flip of his wrist, a three-foot sword appeared in his hand, and he was about to rush up to help.
Leng Daoren, Jing Daoren and Yu Fozi were able to survive in the Xiaoxian Realm for so long in isolation, relying not only on powerful skills, but also on unscrupulous means. They didn't care about bullying the few with the many. The law of survival was to destroy the enemy in front of them at the lowest cost.
At this time, Jing Daoren's secret voice suddenly came to Leng Daoren's ears: "Let's wait and see, it won't be too late for us to take action later."
Jing Daoren nodded and retracted his right foot that had taken half a step out.
Seeing Xu Yang was safe and sound, Lu Qingyu turned from sadness to joy and was about to rush forward to stop the fight between Yu Fozi and Xu Yang.
But he was grabbed by one of his arms by the cold Taoist beside him.
"Nephew! Don't meddle in other people's business!" The cold Taoist stared and threatened.
"You!" Lu Qingyu was dissatisfied and shook his grabbed arm hard, as if he was locked by an iron clamp and couldn't break free.
"The Buddhist skills of the nun are profound and unfathomable. I want to use the Buddhist skills to learn from the nun today."
Xu Yang just defended but didn't attack, just to test the true strength of Yu Fozi. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. After receiving the two moves of Yu Fozi, he made a judgment in his heart. If he attacked with all his strength, he would have a 70% to 80% chance of defeating Yu Fozi.
Strike back after being attacked is Xu Yang's usual way to defeat a strong enemy. In his heart, he silently recited the Buddhist Wuxiang Qianren skills, and golden Buddha light flashed around him, and he had the golden flying knife in his hand.
This kid just used the ghost technique. Could it be that he wanted to fight me with the Buddhist technique? He was so proud of himself after escaping my attack by chance. It is a taboo in military strategy to fight a long with a short one. Don't blame me for not giving my new disciple face. I will save you, this arrogant guy, today.
Thinking of this, Yu Fozi raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "You are overestimating your own abilities!"
Yu Fozi closed his eyes and was as quiet as sitting in meditation. After a moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, threw the silver whisk in his hand in front of him, and sprayed a breath of essence on the whisk.
The whisk in the air spun around, and circles of silver pressure rippled with the whisk as the center.
"Practice the Zen method of whisk!"
The next moment, the whisk turned into a silver python as thick as a water tank, and a golden Sanskrit word could be clearly seen in each of its left and right pupils. The scales of the silver python were shimmering with silver light, and the bloody mouth and fangs, with circles of silver ripples radiating from the python's body. Under the fierce appearance, there was a deep foundation of Buddhist skills.
Xu Yang did not dare to neglect it. He raised his magic power quickly and turned the power of the Golden Crow Buddha's flame spirit in his body. A three-legged golden crow appeared around Xu Yang. With a puff, a pair of big red fire wings grew on its back, and then rolled up suddenly.
"Hundred Steps Zen Kill!"
Xu Yang held the handle of the Golden Wing Flying Knife tightly with both hands, and his arms stretched straight. A line of Sanskrit fonts on the blade of the Golden Wing Flying Knife flashed and flowed continuously, and the Golden Crow Buddha's flame spirit power on the tip of the knife was condensed into an extremely sharp edge. With the Fire Wing Chasing Wind Body Skill, the flying knife's ultimate move was performed, and the whole body soared into the sky like the Golden Crow serving the gods in the Sun Palace.
The moment the two came into contact, with a "puff!", a golden spiritual flame began to burn on the tip of the silver python's nose.
Xu Yang's momentum did not stop for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the silver python of more than ten feet was on fire. The fire python twisted painfully in the air like a living thing. With a bang, it turned into silver stars in the sky and disappeared.
The next moment, Yu Fozi had the silver whisk in his hand. Most of the silver threads of the whisk had been burnt, and it had lost all its sacred majesty.
At this time, Yu Fozi's face was like wax paper, his soul was in great pain, his mouth was sweet, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. His body, suspended in the air, shook for a while, and before he could react, Xu Yang's golden figure came close.
Xu Yang's dagger tilted, and with a swish, a golden line crossed Yu Fozi's right shoulder, and blood immediately flowed.
Yu Fozi screamed in pain, covered the wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, and fell from the air, falling heavily into a deep pit on the ground.
Xu Yang spread his wings of fire behind him, swooped down, came to the front of Yu Fozi who rolled on the ground, grabbed Yu Fozi's shoulders, lifted Yu Fozi up, stood behind Yu Fozi, and pressed the golden-winged flying knife against Yu Fozi's back.
He said coldly: "Master, let's go!"
Yu Fozi was ashamed and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry. Sweat beads as big as soybeans slid down his face, and he staggered towards the location of Leng Daoren, Jing Daoren, and Lu Qingyu.
At this time, Leng Daoren and Jing Daoren were dumbfounded. They didn't expect Yu Fozi to lose so thoroughly. Who is this evil star called Xu Yang? How come he has never been heard of in Xiaoxianjie? The two of them lowered their heads and whispered to each other for a few words, and then nodded to express their agreement with each other.
Lv Qingyu was ecstatic. She never expected that Xu Yang would have such ability. Even if compared with all the cultivators in the Peiyuan realm in Xiaoxian Realm, he was a first-class existence. Her beautiful eyes could not help but reveal her admiration for Xu Yang.
Came in front of everyone.
Xu Yang said coldly: "Since the nun has lost, give Miss Qingyu back to me."
"Forget it. Today, I lost to Mr. Xu. Our relationship as a master and disciple has ended." He glanced at Lv Qingyu and lowered his head in shame.
His previous worship of this Jade Buddha as a master was just a delaying tactic. It doesn't count. Thinking of this, Lv Qingyu said: "In this case, Qingyu can only express regret."
The cold Taoist glanced at the Jade Buddha without saying anything, turned his head and looked at the Jing Taoist beside him, who nodded.
The cold Taoist grinned at Xu Yang, revealing his dark red upper gums, which, coupled with his annoying red nose, made people even more disgusted.
He said respectfully: "Mr. Xu, what a great move! It really opened our eyes. The moves you just used are not Confucian techniques. I guess they are not the same as those in this Xiaoxian world. We two brothers did not intend to embarrass your fiancée, but someone instructed us to do so. If you don't mind, we are willing to form an alliance with Fellow Daoist Xu in the future and follow Fellow Daoist Xu's lead."
"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Leng is right. If we form an alliance, we can fight even if we meet a True Dan realm cultivator." Jing Daoren echoed on the side.
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