Chapter 1675

"Hmph! I'm willing to give up. As I said before, the treasure was obtained by Wu through his own ability, so it belongs to me. I just didn't expect that you gave it to a Buddhist saint. Not only did you not get rid of "greed, anger, and ignorance", but you actually Showing greed so vividly makes the world laugh at it.”

Wu Fan smiled coldly, looked at the other person and mocked him unceremoniously.

In this situation, he had no good solution. He could only try his best to repel this person first, and then think of a way to escape.

As for Ling'er, he is not worried. With the defense of Tiansi soft armor, plus many methods and magic weapons, he will not suffer any loss in dealing with those two people in a short time.

"You...! Amitabha, if that's the case, then don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless."

Even with the calm state of mind of Monk Jishi, Wu Fan was almost angered by Wu Fan's words and had almost evil thoughts.

He frowned and raised his eyes, and after reciting a Buddhist chant coldly, he suddenly pulled his right hand towards his body, and immediately the red cassock inlaid with gems was thrown into the air.

"Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Mahakong...!"

As a loud spell came out, the cassock instantly turned into a hundred feet, and the golden light on it was bright, dancing in the wind, as if overwhelming the sky and the earth, covering Wu Fan below.

"Why are you so angry now? Humph! I think the title of Holy Monk is just in name only."

Wu Fan's face became solemn when he saw this, but he still said something sarcastic, but his hand movements were not slow. He swung the stick in his hand hard, and suddenly spun wildly and flew high into the sky.

From what I could see, the stick grew bigger in the wind as it flew. When it faced the cassock, it had already become several dozen feet in size.

But the next scene shocked Wu Fan because he didn't know what kind of material the cassock was made of, but it was actually very strong. Even though the sky-breaking stick was spinning and stirring, it could not tear it apart. The cassock was like a horse, wrapping the Heaven-breaking Stick tightly in circles, making the stick gradually stop spinning, and it looked like it was about to be restrained.

"This stick is indeed good. Although the poor monk cannot tell the specific level, it should be more than just an ordinary pseudo-spiritual treasure. But it is a pity that Donor Wu cannot exert its true power!"

Monk Jishi looked satisfied when he saw this, so he clasped his hands and looked at Wu Fan and said. There was no rush to resort to any further means.

"Hmph! Don't be too confident, holy monk. Even if Wu can't exert his full power, it's not something your broken cassock can resist."

Wu Fan snorted contemptuously, and raised his finger high into the air with one hand. Suddenly, a golden arc of electricity erupted on the surface of the tightly wrapped Sky-breaking Staff, and amidst the sound of "crackling", it trembled and stirred. stand up.

Although the cassock was extremely strong, it was gradually loosened by the force generated by the arc explosion, and was about to fall off.

Looking at it this way, this cassock cannot restrain the Sky-breaking Staff at all.

"Hey...! Could it be that the thunder and lightning power you just used came from this treasure?"

As expected, Monk Jishi looked surprised and couldn't help asking in shock.

And the thunder and lightning power he mentioned was the one that destroyed Li Cangming's ghost.

"No comment!"

Wu Fan's face was expressionless. After he finished speaking, his mind moved, and the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword on his head suddenly shot out, directly taking the monk's head.

Now he is in no mood to argue with the other party. He must escape from this place as soon as possible, so he is not ready to hold back.

"Donor Wu is really difficult to get along with. In this case, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. I will learn your clever tricks today!"

Monk Jishi twitched his lips, a slightly embarrassed look flashed across his face, but he was not slow in his actions. When he saw the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword coming, he also controlled the golden scepter to attack it.

Both of the two treasures were not mortal things, and they soon became entangled. Although the Soul-Slaying Sword had a slight advantage in the fierce collision, the winner would not be determined in a short time.

At the same time, the monk solemnly clasped his hands together and recited a mantra silently, and every time his mouth opened and closed, a golden "swastika" character would shoot out.

Just like before when dealing with the divine monkey, as soon as the "swastika" character left his mouth, it instantly turned into a size of about ten feet and hit Wu Fan as if it were a substance.

But Wu Fan didn't care. As he waved his arm continuously, a three-foot-long blue sword energy shot out.

Even though this sword is smaller in size, after colliding with the "swastika" character, it looks almost the same.

Amidst the bursts of loud noises, the sword energy and the "swastika" talisman disappeared one after another.

This scene shocked Monk Jishi even more, and he did not dare to look down upon Wu Fan in the slightest.

Of course, he had no idea that the sword energy used by Wu Fan was the powerful Qingyuan sword energy, which was incomparable to ordinary magical powers.

You know, in the past, he could only perform a few attacks before exhausting himself, but now it is different. He is still a mid-level monk after all, so he can naturally use it without any scruples, unless the attack lasts too long.

"Donor Wu must have used all his methods! Then I will let you take another "World-Destroying Divine Palm"!"

The monk glanced at the sky and found that although the stick was freed from the cassock, it could not break out of the siege and was still tightly entangled by the cassock.

This made him feel relieved, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Fan and said indifferently.

As soon as he said these words, he slowly raised one hand up, and after he let out a low drink, he slapped it down hard.

At the same time, a big golden hand was visible to the naked eye high in the sky, and as if it was moved by his heart, it suddenly shot towards Wu Fan below.

This huge handprint seemed to be real, and it was ten feet long. The pressure on it was amazing. It was the palm of destruction that he had used before.

"Damn it!"

Wu Fan's face darkened when he saw this. He did not dare to neglect it at all. He waved his right hand vigorously, and suddenly a yellowish-brown light shot out.

As soon as the light appeared, it quickly grew larger. In the blink of an eye, it became seven or eight feet long. A closer look revealed that it was actually a nail-like magic weapon.

But this treasure had a very strong aura, and it was obviously an extremely precious high-level ancient spiritual weapon.

That's right, it was the "Earth Emperor Nail" that Wu Fan got from Xing Gusheng that year!

Since he got this treasure, Wu Fan has never used it, but now he has to use it.

Under his mental control, this nail went straight to the golden hand, and the two huge monsters collided quickly.

However, after a loud bang, the nail actually hit a big hole in the big handprint, as if it was extremely sharp.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan was not happy, but frowned.

Because the golden hand did not disintegrate, and was still slapping downwards.

If this hand really hit him, even if Wu Fan's body was strong, he would be seriously injured.

Not daring to neglect it, seeing that the hand was about to hit him, Wu Fan quickly formed seals with both hands, and then pushed his palms upwards.

Suddenly, a huge golden lightning ball several feet long condensed out, and with a "crackling" sound, it smashed straight towards the hand.

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