1390: C1390 Second Battle

C1390 Second Battle

"Sigh, Tian Xing still underestimated his opponent. Now it's my turn to avenge my brother. Amitabha!"

While the experts of the Heavenly God Palace were shocked, no one made any moves for the time being. It was not that they were willing to watch Tian Xing die for nothing.

It was because they were too shocked to react. Besides, since Tian Xing had been killed, apart from the Divine God Palace Master, there was no one else who could defeat Yang Fann alone.

It was still a bit unreasonable to ask the Divine God Palace Master to help.

As a result, the monk from the Buddha Temple walked out. The monk looked extremely young, about seventeen to eighteen years old or fifteen years old, but he called himself an old monk.

Calling Tian Xing a brother and not a benefactor was indeed strange.

It was normal. The Buddha Temple called itself a temple. In the distant past, it did not come from any temple at all.

Suddenly, such a temple appeared out of nowhere. It was because its status was similar to that of the Heavenly God and the Dao God Palace. However, it did not seem to have its own uniqueness, so it decided to follow the path of monks practicing Buddhism.

It had to be said that the Buddha Temple's transformation was quite successful.

In the early years, it was similar to the resources of the Heavenly God Palace and the Dao God Palace, but its reputation was not as good.

And ever since the change in cultivation, the top three were immediately established.

Sometimes, changing one's name was something that was surprising and unexpected.

"This old monk, Ming Xin. " That year, the green monk arrived in front of Yang Fann.

"Hmph, even Tian Xing is no match for me. Are you here to die as well?" Yang Fann's eyes were filled with doubt, but he couldn't help but ask.

This monk, Ming Xin, only cared about his combat strength, which was definitely not above Tian Xing's.

If he were to put on an act like this, it would be like delivering vegetables to someone else.

"Almsgiver, you've misunderstood. Our Futu Temple's Head Disciple has always acted at the same time. He wouldn't talk about the rules of battle like a cultivator. " Ming Xin lightly said.

In an instant, there were already seven or eight young monks standing behind him.

They were all the chief disciples of Buddha Temple.

"F * ck!" Yang Fann was so angry that he spat out blood. He had never thought that the monk would be so shameless.

The reason why he asked this question wasn't because he wanted more monks to come out and fight him, but because he casually said that he shouldn't show that he was a coward. However, looking at the situation, he didn't care what the monk said at all.

This group of monks would attack at the same time.

"Yang Fann, why should we be afraid? The disciples only want to convert you. Listen to my advice, the Sea of Bitterness will turn back to the shore. If you submit to me, I'm sure the two Palace Masters will give this poor monk some face and not argue with you. " A strange smile appeared on Buddha Temple Master's face.

He also spoke.

"We'll talk if we can't win. " Yang Fann scolded.

"Don't tell me you really want to be a monk?" Leng Yan Fei said speechlessly.

"You want to be a nun!" Yun Yi still berated her coldly.

Boom!

He swung his spear. A golden dragon rose from the Bureau Chief. The golden dragon circled around the spear continuously. It was the convergence of his strongest fighting spirit.

The eight monks split up in an instant. They stood in all directions and locked Yun Yi in the middle.

The eight directions were the Eight Gates Golden Lock. They were the Eight Gates - Shock, Rest, Injury, Du and Jing. The Eight Gates of Rising to the Heavens had formed another Eight Trigrams on Yang Fann's head.

The scene was a bit comical. It was all because of the Eight Trigrams cast by the monks. However, for Yunfan, such a scene was not funny at all.

It was because he should have felt a strong pressure.

"Don't hurt my disciple, you have to accept him as your disciple!" In the distance, Temple Master Futu said complacently again.

"Old monk, are you sure you want to accept him as your disciple?" The Divine God Palace Master's eyes were still filled with fury.

Even though he was too embarrassed to attack, his first intention was to find a way to take Yang Fann's life, but now the Buddha Temple was robbing his business.

"Palace Lord, when is the time to seek revenge? I will accept this kid and let him recite the scriptures and pray for the Dao every day. Then, I will find a way to torture him. Doesn't that fulfill his wish? "

A vicious expression appeared on the face of Buddha Temple's Master.

"How do you plan to torture him?" Upon hearing this, the Divine God Palace Master seemed to relax slightly.

As long as it wasn't just to shave Yang Fann, he seemed to be able to accept it.

"It's not even a problem to sawing someone in the Inferno Hell. The Buddha said that if he doesn't go to hell, then who will go to hell?" Buddha Temple Master smiled again.

"Old monk, you wish!" In the golden lock formation, Yang Fann almost spat out blood.

"Young man, it's useless to have the ability to carry out tasks without thinking. I have long prepared how to deal with you. You don't have to worry about the influence of sawing your limbs. I have the method of rebirth that can guarantee that you will live a life worse than death. " Buddha Temple Master sneered once again.

The eyes of the tens of thousands of cultivators in the Divine Land revealed a relaxed and happy expression. Even the old monk had said it to this extent. Of course, there was no problem with it.

The scriptures continued to flow, and countless scriptures converged at the same time.

Yang Fann was controlled by the Eight Trigrams, and the scriptures outside of the Eight Trigrams kept circling, forming a golden dragon in the end.

The golden dragon corresponded with the golden dragon on the tip of Yang Fann's spear. One big and one small formed an obvious contrast.

The huge golden dragon was reaching into the Eight Trigrams, as if it was going to devour Yang Fann.

Yang Fann's spear kept shaking. The long spear was spinning rapidly in the Eight Trigrams Formation. The entire formation had obviously turned into a golden tornado. Even Yang Fann had disappeared into the tornado.

He had been completely covered up.

"What are you still standing there for? Take him down immediately!" Buddha Temple's Master berated once more.

Chase!

The leader of the group, Ming Xin, pointed at the golden dragon. The golden dragon roared and swiftly flew towards the tornado.

When the golden dragon entered the tornado, the entire tornado started shaking. It was obvious that the golden dragon and Yang Fann were getting bigger.

The roars were endless, and the battle couldn't end just yet.

No one could sense the details of the Qi in the tornado, and no one could see what was happening in the tornado.

The only speculation was that the golden dragon was summoned by the eight monks, and the golden dragon had to capture Yang Fann alive. It wouldn't be too smooth for a while, and it was quite normal.

The roar was even more shocking. Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the Divine Land, and a rainstorm fell from the sky.

It made people wonder if the golden dragon was summoning the heavenly phenomena.

Shua!

All of a sudden, everything disappeared, the Eight Trigrams disappeared.

The golden light disappeared, the tornado disappeared, and the rain in the sky continued to fall. No one knew what was going on.

The eight monks stood there with their mouths agape. They had seen it too clearly.

The huge golden dragon was pierced by the unparalleled spear. After struggling slightly, the golden dragon immediately disappeared, and the golden runes scattered in all directions. No one knew where it had gone.

"What's going on?"

"How did he do it?"

"How is that possible?" asked Wang Yao. The group of monks only wanted to vomit blood.

The eight of them gathered together and chanted. Each of their combat strength was on par with Tian Xing's.

Even if Tian Xing did not underestimate Yang Fann previously, he might not be a match for Yang Fann. That did not mean that Yang Fann was much stronger than Tian Xing.

The eight monks had gathered together. The combat strength of the formation was at least the combined strength of sixty-four monks.

If they wanted to capture him alive, the combat strength of 64 monks was only 30% because they couldn't use 30% of their full strength. That would be twenty of them in this realm.

This was too strange.

The third match of chapter 1390.

"Has he broken through to the Soul Chasing Realm?"

"Does he have a talisman formation intent equivalent to the Soul Chasing Realm?"

The most powerful beings in the Divine Land were all shocked. The cultivators below the most powerful were unable to suppress their excitement as they cried out in shock.

"Damn it, how did this guy do it?" The Buddha Temple Master didn't have the bearing of an eminent monk to begin with, so when he saw this scene, he was no different from a bandit or a commoner.

Boom!

The Buddhist light on his body exploded, and he immediately left his position.

The garbages on his body also flew out, and an extremely sturdy shell was revealed on his body. That Buddha Temple Master even had countless scars on his body.

He didn't know what this fellow's previous self was doing.

"All of you move aside, I want to personally kill him!"

Amidst his rage, Temple Master Futu stretched out his hand and struck. The few personal disciples and monks he sent flying with a single punch were all sent flying. None of them knew whether they were dead or alive.

Buddha Temple's words had already landed on the cloud platform.

Then, a cultivator appeared in front of him.

"Temple Head, why do you need to lower yourself to such a person's level when you become an eminent monk? Just let us deal with him. "

The three direct disciples of the Dao God Palace appeared in front of him. They were Qing Feng, Mingyue, and Ming Hui.

The three of them were two men and one woman. Ming Hui was the woman.

Previously, the three of them had been watching from the sidelines. Their eyes were full of disdain, but now, when they saw the Buddha Temple Master, they were also disdainful.

"F * ck off, this old man came from a hijacking family. You're telling me this?" Buddha Temple's Master was furious and kept berating him. He immediately stretched out his hand and shoved the three personal disciples of the Divine Palace.

Boom!

The astral will on Qingfeng's body exploded, and a long sword appeared in the air. The long sword seemed to be about to slash down at any moment.

As for Qingfeng, he remained where he was with his hands in his pockets, not moving at all.

Thousands of cultivators looked at the sky, the sun and moon suspended in the air, and a sword in the air.

It gave people the feeling that the sword was also on par with the sun and moon.

"Origin Pursuing Realm!"

All the cultivators exclaimed. Even though they had not reached the realm yet, they could tell that the Origin Pursuing Realm was on par with the realm of the two Palace Masters and one Temple Master.

Who would have thought that their direct disciples would be able to break through?

A personal disciple was always a personal disciple. No matter how strong he was, there was a limit to it.

"This. . . " Temple Master Futu was also shocked. "When did you break through?" He could not say anything more.

Qingfeng was so calm in front of him. If he still wanted to snatch the business, the outcome was already very easy to predict.

"Those who look down on me have broken through to the Origin Pursuing Realm for more than a hundred years. Furthermore, the three of them have already broken through. Actually, it's not worth mentioning. " The Palace Master of the Dao God Palace revealed a pleased expression.

No matter what kind of strong person or weak person it was, this sort of thing like posturing was something that everyone liked, especially this kind of posturing.

"What?"

In front and behind the Cloud Tower, there was nothing but exclamations.

The meaning of three Origin Pursuing Realms could be imagined.

Originally, the two palaces and one temple were tied together. It was obvious that from today onwards, the Heavenly God Palace and the Buddha Temple would no longer be able to catch up to them.

"Why haven't you invited the temple master back yet? How can there be a reason for the elders to make a move?" The Palace Master of the Dao God Palace said complacently again.

"There's no need to invite him back!" Buddha Temple Master's face was flushed red, but there was nothing he could do.

Asking his disciple to forcefully snatch him was equivalent to slapping him in the face. However, the difference in skill was too great, so he could only retreat.

Buddha Temple Master retreated back to his throne, the cloud platform. This old monk was ruthless in his attacks.

The eight personal monks were slightly displeased, but he sent them flying with a slap. There were deaths and injuries.

This was good. Buddha Temple would only be less competitive before the Dao God Palace.

Then, Qing Feng, Mingyue, and Ming Hui turned to Yang Fann.

Ming Hui and Mingyue held their swords while Qing Feng faced Yang Fann alone.

"Kid, you are a little strange. You can break the formation and come out, but since you have some brains, you should know that it's useless to break ten formations against us. " Qingfeng said with a cold laugh.

A difference of one realm was enough to crush everything. Not to mention Yang Fann breaking out of the formation, even if he could break ten more formations, he would still not be a match for someone at the Origin Pursuing Realm.

When facing an absolute advantage in the Cultivation Realm, it would not be effective even if they were to gather a large number of people.

Yang Fann chuckled, "If you don't know how I broke the formation, the three of you will only be giving me your heads. If I were you, I would be the one to step back!"

Qing Feng coldly harrumphed, his sword was already in his hand.

"Be careful. " Ming Hui reminded him from behind.

"The one who should be more careful should be him!" Qing Feng stepped out of the cloud.

He flicked the tip of the sword lightly. The tip of the sword buzzed and the space trembled. The air around him also began to burn.

Yang Fann still held the long spear in his hand. His eyes were filled with contempt.

"Down!"

Qingfeng pointed the sword star at Yang Fann. His speed could not be described with words.

The sword star was neither fast nor slow, as if it was not something that Yang Fann could not dodge. However, when the sword star approached Yang Fann, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

The sword star turned into millions of points, and the cool breeze that seemed like it didn't move disappeared in an instant.

He held the sword in his hand and struck out. After the tens of thousands of sword stars.

In front of him was Yang Fann himself.

The current scene was no longer a question of whether Yang Fann could dodge or not. It was because he could not avoid the first day.

If he could dodge, he could not avoid the twentieth.

Qing Feng's first strike was already so shocking. Even if he was only testing his skills, Yang Fann would not be able to dodge three strikes.

Swoosh!

Thousands of cultivators were on top of the Cloud Stage Cloud Tower, thinking that Yang Fann was going to be cut off from his horse.

An even more bizarre scene appeared.

The cool breeze stopped in an instant. No one knew where the sword star had gone, but his eyes were filled with doubt.

It was because Yang Fann had already disappeared.

"This. . . " After another breath, he exclaimed.

A long spear had already pierced through his Heart Aperture. Instantly, the long spear disappeared from where it was standing.

The spiritual energy within his body immediately dispersed into the sky.

One hit from the Origin Pursuing Realm was definitely not because Qingfeng was too weak, but because this spear came and went like a ghost.

Qing Feng simply had no way to defend against it.

For example, the eight-foot-tall man was definitely not afraid of a three-year-old child, nor was he afraid of a three-year-old child holding a saber. However, if he fell asleep or had his back to him. . . Then it was not a matter of whether he was afraid or not.

It was just that he did not have the chance to be afraid.

"He has an invisible magic treasure!"

In an instant, the tens of thousands of cultivators finally reacted.

Although the invisibility technique was strange, it wasn't something that had never been seen before.

However, any concealment talisman technique could only conceal one's figure but not one's aura.

Even if they could conceal their aura, they could not conceal it in front of stronger cultivators.

After all, there were refiners who refined Numinous Treasures and artifacts. If refiners could not control their attributes, it would be quite funny.1

No matter how strong Yang Fann was right now, no matter how strong his Numinous Treasure was, it could not surpass the knowledge and experience of the two masters of the two palaces and one temple. However, it was obvious that they could not sense any of Yang Fann's aura.

"What's going on?" Ming Hui turned pale with fright and exclaimed.

As soon as she finished speaking, the unparalleled spear appeared once again.

It pierced through the female Daoist priest once again.

"What a pity!"

The female Daoist's eyes revealed extreme frustration, but it was too late to regret.

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