Volume 10: Fuyao Chapter 149: Buddhist Vajra (Part 2)
Chant!
The low roar of a dragon suddenly rang out at this moment.
On the arm of the Azure Dragon Lord, a brilliant green light burst out.
After a moment, the green light suddenly retracted like lightning and stuck to his arm. The green light overflowed and condensed into green dragon scales that sparkled with green light.
This powerful punch was not an ordinary punch, but a dragon punch.
A punch with the power comparable to that of a real dragon landed on the Buddhist Vajra body of the Chicken Soup Monk.
At the moment of collision, a sharp sound like metal immediately came out from the field.
A circle of strong wind ripples swept out, and the surrounding air suddenly exploded with bangs.
One can imagine how terrifying this collision was.
Even though the Chicken Soup Saint Monk's physical practice was extremely difficult and powerful, after being hit by this blow, he felt as if he was crushed by a mountain. His back bent like a bow and he was knocked backwards.
Blood slowly seeped out from the chicken soup monk's robe. It was clearly a dazzling golden color, but it was more shocking than the scarlet blood.
"With just these few people, you dare to stop me?" A bloodthirsty smile emerged at the corner of the Azure Dragon Lord's mouth.
Then, he laughed loudly, took a big step forward, chased after the Chicken Soup Monk, and threw another punch without any fancy moves.
Boom!
The air was compressed to the point of exploding, and everyone could clearly see that the space where the Azure Dragon Lord's fist passed became slightly distorted.
clang!
The Chicken Soup Monk shook his sleeves and stretched out one hand to block the punch from the Azure Dragon Lord, resisting the sharp green light.
Click!
Then, his arm twisted strangely and his bones seemed to be broken.
The Azure Dragon Lord sneered, and his fists danced. The attack instantly poured out like a rainstorm, covering the Chicken Soup Monk.
Ding ding ding!
The sound of metal and iron erupted wildly, and along with the sound, there were continuous and almost terrifying power ripples spreading out.
It was only the aftermath, but the violent power that permeated the ripples was enough to make most cultivators in the world feel their scalps tingling.
“Becoming a Buddha in the flesh? It’s nothing more than a crumbling clay statue.” The cold voice of the Azure Dragon Lord sounded.
"Amitabha." The response of the chicken soup monk is always the same.
If I don’t go to hell, who will?
boom!
The Azure Dragon Lord threw out another punch, and the fist filled with green light hit his shoulder hard.
Click!
The sound of bone breaking came from the Chicken Soup Monk's shoulder. At the same time, the powerful force directly shook his body and sent him flying backwards.
Swish!
Just as the Chicken Soup Saint Monk was flying backwards, a green light also flashed on the legs of the Azure Dragon Lord, and a layer of green dragon scales covered it, which turned into a sharp scale blade, and passed through the chest of the Chicken Soup Saint Monk at an astonishing speed.
A flash of green light appeared.
The Chicken Soup Monk's robe was torn from the chest, and a bloody scar appeared on his chest.
Bang!
The Chicken Soup Monk staggered, tapped the air lightly, and managed to steady his body in the air.
"How long can you hold on?" The Azure Dragon Lord sneered.
Without waiting for Soul Master to say any more sarcastic words, the Chicken Soup Monk was very "impolite" and stopped listening. He just lowered his head and silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart with an open-minded smile on his face.
Then he began to recite Buddhist verses word by word.
"Thirty years for ordinary people are cattle and horses, sixty years for Buddhas are dragons and elephants."
Those who accomplish things not only have extraordinary talents, but also have unyielding determination.
At this moment, the Chicken Soup Monk was bleeding from all seven orifices, but he calmly closed his eyes and spread out his hands.
He was covered in his own blood.
Golden blood.
At this moment, the golden blood suddenly flashed with endless Buddha light.
The Buddha's light enveloped the body of the chicken soup monk.
In the Buddha's light, the Chicken Soup Monk was awe-inspiring without even getting angry. All the injuries on his body were healed and golden blood was flowing back.
The Buddha's light gradually dissipated.
On the surface, Chicken Soup Monk doesn't seem to have changed much, but he has a more indescribable temperament.
He looked at the Azure Dragon Lord and said softly, "Please."
At this moment, how could he still be the so-called invincible Vajra? He was clearly the Great Vajra of Buddhism!
…
Here, Chicken Soup Monk "tried to stop a chariot" and stopped the Azure Dragon Lord with his own strength.
On the other side, Gu Qiu and Li Shiyi did not dare to waste the opportunity, so they joined forces and, for the first time since their debut, launched a joint attack on the White Tiger Lord with more people against fewer.
Between the Azure Dragon Lord and the White Tiger Lord, the Azure Dragon Lord is a regional cultivator and the highest authority in Huanling Sect, so in theory the Azure Dragon Lord should be stronger.
The Chicken Soup Monk first held back the Azure Dragon Lord, and after the two of them worked together to deal with the slightly weaker White Tiger Lord, they turned back to the "Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu".
A very reasonable tactic.
The difficulty lies in whether Gu Qiu and Li Shiyi can defeat the White Tiger Lord, and whether the Chicken Soup Monk can hold on until that time?
This is an issue that has to be considered.
But the three people present had never really considered this issue.
Because, between life and death, the only way to survive is to not think about life and death.
Li Shiyi lifted up the spiritual energy in the sky with his Qi and lifted it into the air.
There were rolling thunders, one after another, coming from the Heaven, all projecting towards the White Tiger Lord.
Since ancient times, the sword has been used in horizontal, vertical, diagonal and stabbing movements. But why is Li Shiyi's Haoran Sword regarded as a new sword art and a school of its own?
This is the reason.
What is the Haoran Sword?
He cultivated the sword to nourish the great and righteous energy of heaven and earth. If it was not in balance, it would make a sound. Therefore, he was extremely good at resonating with heaven and earth.
At this time, Li Shiyi was using his own 40-ounce strength to move the mighty heavenly secret.
There were bursts of thunder in the sky.
This is undoubtedly an extremely grand and spectacular sight.
"Please endure the tribulation." The space around Li Shiyi had been disrupted by the energy and squeezed into pieces.
Thunder struck from the sky like an endless stream of river water flowing from the sky.
The momentum created by Gu Qiu was no less than that created by Li Shiyi.
The sword energy around him poured out like a flood filling a lake.
The White Tiger Lord only felt that there were overwhelming sword moves in front of him.
It was hard to tell whether it was a flood or a thunderbolt, I just felt that it had a mighty force that shook three thousand miles.
This made his heart tremble slightly.
The sword moves of the two people in front of him were not only full of energy, but also so exquisite that they were almost at the level of Taoism and unbelievable.
At this moment, the White Tiger Lord made up his mind to eliminate these two sword cultivators.
Otherwise, in a few years, maybe two more sword immortals will appear in the world.
He looked serious, tapped the air with one toe and the ground with the other toe, without any dodging, he punched out.
The huge thunder exploded under the power of his fist, then turned into a burst of purple light and disappeared.
Then, he took a step back and used it as his front foot, throwing another punch with his left hand.
A punch created a sky-high fist force, which met the sword energy that was like a lake. The collision produced a curtain that stretched to no end.
The sword energy and fist force were rapidly shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
