Chapter 1082: Article 1103-04

"You guys, stay with you today!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and threw his big hand. The lion head and jade seal suspended in that hand, emitting a burst of blazing flame, in which the blazing flame was woven into a fire net, and his head was covering his face to catch everyone.
Bai Xiang's smile disappeared, his body flashed like an illusion for a moment, and then his body directly penetrated the fire net.
Brows frowned and instantly turned into a tall giant, but the face of the giant was always unclear. It seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist. It felt like a thousand faces were constantly exchanged, and everyone was around. in this way.
Ye Tian was also calm in the face of the fire net. Qing Jue flashed a dazzling sword light to Yun Jian in his hand, and that sword light made thousands of sword lights in the next instant. The swords bloom together, like a lotus blossoming in full bloom, flashing a cold sword. Those Jianmang directly tore the fire net for the former to pace out.
Seeing this, the Fuxi disciples followed suit and began to use their magical powers to resist the shackles of the flame net. However, in view of their posture, I am afraid that none of them will be able to get rid of it.
"I really look down on you more and more."
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Tian, ​​who always brought him unexpectedly.
Such a junior, why can it seem so easy to get rid of his flame giant net?
Although it was just a random blow, it was not reasonable for Ye Tian to be able to resist.
The latter was staring at him, but did not feel any discomfort.
Whether it is the Tubo before, or the ancestor of Tianshan Peak, Dadao, Dizang and so on.
Any one of them is much more powerful than the middle-aged man in front of him. Ye Tian has long been used to the coercion of those powerful men, and the latter tried to use his power to overwhelm him, which is obviously boring.
"These tricks for you are just left to deal with those fledgling boys, it is useless to me!"
Ye Tian said.
As soon as the word "Yong" fell to the ground, he saw his figure turned into a lightning. The Qing Jue Chong Yunjian in his hand had only a ray of cold light in his eyes, the sharpness reached the extreme, and the speed reached the extreme.
A middle-aged man flashed a different color in his eyes, urging the jade seal in his hand, and the dark red air wave turned into a shield and stood in front of him.
It was only at this time that Bai Xiang aimed at the period, his hands were held together and turned into a sledgehammer, and he hit the middle-aged man fiercely.
"Boom"! With a cry.
The figure of the man fell towards a comet, and instantly smashed this small mountain into a big hole.
And the children of Fuxi who were trapped by the fire net could not feel the existence of the fire net at the next moment, as if they disappeared out of thin air.
"Be careful, he won't lose so easily."
A hundred ways.
In fact, he did not need to remind him at all. How could Ye Tian, ​​who had been through a battle, not know how to use a man's Heavenly Dao Xiu as a practice, such a blow could hurt him at most and could not defeat him completely.
"You are the first one to hurt me in so many years."
As expected, the middle-aged man's figure slowly climbed out of the pothole, as expected by Ye Tian and Bai Xiang.
A shirt is worn out and covered with dust, but his temperament is unchanged. Even if they are far apart, Fuxi and others can feel the power emanating from the man, that is, the power of heaven.
"my pleasure."
Bai Xiang said lightly.
The angry dragon roared at the foot of Ye Tian, ​​and he was held up by gold and silver. It was half a golden sea of ​​fire, half a silver and white sword sea, and it was turbulent.
The man's face was as usual, and the jade seal in one hand instantly turned into a huge flame lion in the fall of the flame.
The hair of this lion body is dark red, but there is always a flame burning at the end of the tail, and it often yells in the face of Ye Tian.
"My baby hasn't seen living people in thousands of years. Those who have seen it all have made bones now. Could it be the next one?"
The man's face looked like a smile, and he gently stroked the lion's head hair with one hand. The latter snarled and flames spewed from his mouth and nose.
"It's just a beast."
Bai Xiang said in a low voice, one hand caught the lion, but the latter flashed a touch of humanity in his fiery red eyes, his four hooves jumped back to escape, and he took a bite.
The sharp teeth touched the illusory skin of Baixiang, and a trace of venomous force poured into the body along the wound of the skin, flowing into the meridians, disrupting the energy movement in the body.
Bai Xiang was a little bit painful, and flicked angrily, the lion beast backed away.
Then the former felt a burst of energy in the body, not under his control.
"My lion beast is a bit more poisonous than the poison jiao. Your Excellency is so blatantly connected with empty hands to find death?"
The man said, and suddenly his flame turned into a fiery long whip, drawing hard to Ye Tian.
The latter could not avoid it, resisted with a thousand sword qi, and then saw that the long whip directly dissipated the sword qi, scattered as a slight sword awn, which was swallowed by the flame, and fueled the flame's power.
"This lion beast was captured by me in the territorial fire area, which was contaminated with a bit of flaming demon, nothing is not engulfed, all poison is in the body, it is hard to compare with the world, today I don’t know what to do.
The man said, the flame attached to the long whip in his hand instantly turned into a crystal blue, and the demon was also very.
"I want fire, right? I do too!"
Ye Tian summoned the glazed flame in one thought, and turned it into a flame of green sword rushing to the cloud sword. The whole body was golden streamer, and the radiance was also golden.
The middle-aged man apparently disdained, and the flames in his hand swept through.
If Ye Tian's face was frost, and the golden sword waved in his hand, the sparkling golden energy of the sparkling sparks contained the pure spirit of the glaze flame, which could burn the unclean things in the world, and it was as sharp as the sword gas, and it was as powerful as a broken bamboo Prestige.
The sword whizzed past and touched the long whip that swept from the man's hand.
The latter couldn't hold back in an instant, and the flames condensed into a long whip were scattered together, drifting into the air, becoming an unowned flame, and slowly falling and extinguishing.
All this happened too quickly and suddenly, Ye Tian only felt a light hand, and the things that were fighting him disappeared.
"What flame are you?!"
The man pressed his heart in exasperation and asked coldly.
The demon fire acquired in this scorching area is now scattered casually by a fire sword summoned by the other party, how can a man's heart swallow this bad breath.
At the same time, the salivation of the flame in Ye Tian's hands also emerged spontaneously.
Wouldn't it be better if this flame were in your own hands? In the hands of a group of juniors, there is no rice grain, no matter how the other party's talent is, even if the other party's heart is firm.
The strong in this world is respected, and geniuses who have never grown up are always weak.
"The strong in this world is respected!"
The man snorted and finally broke out his own true cultivation behavior.
At that moment, even if dressed in rags, men are like emperors on earth.
Its momentum rises from the sky, and it looks like all the living beings, like the reincarnation of the company, holding the power of life and death in one hand, and can wipe out the world with a wave of hand.
Such a momentum, Fang is the real cultivation of heaven!
Whether it was Tubo, Yang Dengding and Bai Xiang.
None of the three people is considered a complete cultivation of Heavenly Dao.
If you really care about it, to achieve a true cultivation of heaven and earth, the conditions are extremely harsh, and body, god, and soul are indispensable.
The man in front of him, although not as powerful as the previous ones of the Tibetan king, was still imbued with the power of the world, blessed by Tiandi Avenue, and recognized by samsara.
Tubo and others wanted to detach themselves from the avenue and be alone in their own lives, but the real heavenly cultivation of men like men in front of them was to help the avenue manage this world.
The former acted against the sky, and the momentum of its "rebellion" was as dazzling as the sword.
The latter goes along with the sky, but it is carried by the heaven and earth. Its will is the will of the world and its way is the avenue of the world.
The two have their own mysteries, at least they are indistinguishable from heaven.
"Not all strength gaps in this world can be filled by talents. I am Heaven, and you are ants. This is the difference between clouds and mud. Do you know?"
The man turned into a towering giant, taller and taller than the phantom figure.
The latter is because it has not adapted to the new physical body, so it is impossible to play to the peak of a body, so in the face of a man with full combat power, the odds of winning are extremely low.
"At this level, unless it is a special magic weapon and practice, everything is illusory, and the clouds and rain in my hands are all rules, much more mysterious than many exercises... and my flame is a rare special magic weapon, and you The flames in my hands are ordinary."
The man said, if the sound of Hong Zhonghong passed on wildly, then he directly opened a big hand to cover the sky to take the flame in Ye Tian's hand.
The latter instantly felt that he was locked by a jet of air and could not move, but he still gritted his teeth, mobilized the fairy in his body, and used his golden sword transformed by the flame of the glass in his hand to wield a sword gas that had never been cut!
The sword spirit was like the afterglow of the setting sun, with the meaning of twilight, but its magnificence was unprecedented.
The men who saw each other attacked Ye Tianben deliberately blocked it, but now he sees Ye Tian wielding this shocking sword spirit, but he can't help but stop.
The people of Fuxi behind him couldn't bear it anymore. The dazzling sword light alone was scorching. The twilight colors like the afterglow of the sunset brought a lot of death. It seemed to be like the winter with the world, freezing everything. This devastated golden afterglow is like the last light.
As the most intuitive sensation of all this, the movement of the middle-aged man was also forced to slow down.
He inherited the power of heaven and earth, but the power exuded by Ye Tian contained beliefs about the Tao.
This way is not a avenue...or it is not a avenue of this world, but a avenue that truly belongs to him alone.
"Old man... This sword, the name is-Cut Heaven! Do you know?"
Ye Tian's cold voice exploded in this silent time, echoing everyone's ears.
Then, the world in front of the man disappeared, leaving only the sword of the bright afterglow...
Chapter 104: Ghost Monk
After the golden sword gas dissipated, the world was silent, and Wan Lai was silent.
There was only a piece of dark brown scorched earth remaining on the battlefield, which was still warm, occupying dozens of miles.
The sword just before it was a thousand miles. The huge figure of the man resisted all the power of this sword, and now the smoke was billowing away, covering the original bright stars.
Ye Tian gasped heavily, and the glass fire in his hand re-dispersed into the sea of ​​knowledge.
It was only based on the glazed fire, that it was condensed into a golden sword, and then all the Xiu was released to release the heavenly sword qi, which was a great loss to him, but if it were not so, how could it be caused to the men of Tian Dao Xiu Wei hurt?
"Cough... cough... Your junior is more and more interesting."
When the smoke and dust cleared, the man's huge figure gradually appeared, as if an indestructible mountain stood in front of everyone, and it was insurmountable.
On his left shoulder, the shirt was already torn, and a wound that was clearly cut by a sharp object was exposed to everyone's eyes. The flesh rolled up, but no drop of blood flowed out.
"Since I have set foot in the heavens, I don’t think it hurts me. There are very few people who are close to me. I never thought I would lose in your hands now... If you don’t personally teach you how to send it to the territory of the land... how to extinguish me angry!"
The man's face is plain, but his words are not light!
The last word contains the rules of the world, just like a huge drum hammer hitting everyone's heart, and there was a thunderous blow to the ear, and the echo was magnificent.
After a lot of wear and tear, Ye Tian, ​​after suppressing this rule, could not help but retreat a few steps, the blood was tumbling, and the immortal inside the Dantian was turbulent, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize.
Ye Tian's sword did not cause fatal injuries to men, but also added a wound that was difficult for the latter to heal in a short time.
It is terrifying to be able to cause such damage to the Tian Dao Xiu strong by such a state as Ye Tian.
"You have done enough, let me come next."
Bai Xiang said, returning to normal body size.
After all, the man in front of him can now become even bigger than himself. In this way, there is no advantage in body shape, and maintaining the appearance will only add to the burden.
"Ok."
Ye Tian nodded, not brave, backed up behind Bai Xiang, and tried his best to regulate the energy in his body.
As for the Fuxi disciples, even a well-deserved strongman placed in the outside world, but in the face of the man of Heavenly Dao Cultivation, it was just a ants that could be crushed easily, and could not help much.
After all, as evil as Ye Tian, ​​it is rare in the world.
"I never thought that one day I would need to compete with some friends of the same rank for some low-level magic weapons."
The man said with a smile, but showed no mercy in his hands.
Even though there was an injury left by Ye Tian earlier, it did not prevent him from attacking Bai Xiang.
I saw that the fire in his hand was dark red, turning into a long knife. It seemed like the blade was going to cut through the sky between the hands. The children of Fu Xi who were watching the battle were hurt by the sharp knife.
Ye Tian is fortunate to practice Kendo. He is accustomed to swordsmanship. A pair of eye pupils are comparable to God's eyes under the baptism of glass flames, without much discomfort.
But as a hundred-faced man facing the men's offensive, it was uncomfortable at the moment, even if he had to avoid the edge and step back a few steps.
A white hunt hunted, and two chains made of white spells were drilled out of the wide cuffs. The rune's intricate power was embedded directly into the unsharp ground fire sword.
What's even more weird is that the rune-made chain actually entangled the long blade directly, and it was difficult for a man to hold the long blade for a while.
Baixiang took this opportunity to wind another chain around the man's body.
The chains spread out from his cuffs, seemingly endless, and after being wrapped around the man's figure, he also grew a little thicker, tough enough to comfort the man.
"Ancient Charm?"
The man stared carefully at the rune chains wrapped around him, and for a while it was discovered that this was a long-lost ancient rune.
"The Taoist is still a master of formation, and he can get this lost rune of ancient antiquity.
The man smiled, and a ray of greed started in his heart.
At first, it was just because the face could not pass, so it appeared to obstruct everyone.
But now whether it is the golden glazed red in Ye Tian's hand, or the ancient charm of this monk of the same rank in front of him, it is a rare treasure, even if he has to covet three points.
The blessings of the two are not superficial, and there may not be a baby of the same magnitude on his body. If he can get it, his strength will definitely be improved.
It should be known that by today's Tiandao cultivation, it is no easy task to improve one's self-competitiveness.
What's more, there are very few techniques and magic weapons that can be used in this realm. Now there are two kinds of treasures at the same time. If they just watched them slip away, wouldn't it be violent.
"Daoyou has greed in his heart, can he really believe that we can't succeed?"
The Baixiang family is best at knowing people's hearts, and the men in front of him don't take much precautions against him. Naturally, they can easily see what they think.
"It's not certain if you eat or not. After all, there are Daoyou who are sitting down and not quite sure, but how do you know the height of this world without trying?"
The man said, his eyes cold, his ink scattered, and then turned into a green snake biting towards the rune chain.
As for the man, from a normal middle-aged Confucian student to a middle-aged monk, there is no trace of hair on your shiny head.
"Ghost Monk!"
Bai Xiang blurted out, his eyes slightly surprised.
"Daoyou actually heard of being under a thin name, but it is a pity that he is ignorant and has never heard of a famous taboo in line with his status."
The man's eyes narrowed slightly. Those green snakes who continued to attack the chains on his body only had a little scarlet in his eyes, exuding a sense of supreme madness, and his movements became more and more rapid.
The other party actually recognized his identity, and may also know some of his other information.
But he knows nothing about the other party's identity, as the saying goes, knowing oneself knows the other, and the battle is innocent.
Comparing the information between the two, the men's odds of winning are a few points lower, so they have to choose quick battles and quick decisions to avoid the other party seeing their own regrets.
However, the chains of the ancient runes were swallowed by the green snake in a moment of effort.
Some sweat beads came out of Bai Xiang's forehead, and the runes were swallowed. He was naturally uncomfortable. The power of the formation in the body was lost, and the Qi machine was affected, which was considered to be some minor injuries.
The situation of men is also not optimistic. After swallowing a lot of rune power, those green snakes could not return to the top of the man’s head and acted as long hair of blue silk, but fell down one by one, their bodies became stiff, and finally turned into one. A dead wood branch.
It is also very distressing for ghost monks.
Although these green snakes are not as precious as the flame lion, they are also rare magic weapons that can come in handy in this realm. At first, it took a lot of effort to successfully refine the dead branches of these spirit trees into green snakes. Now it is used as a one-time magic weapon. It is scrapped and returned to its original form. The ancient runes in the hands of Bai Xiang and the glass of Ye Tian are in my heart. Flame, coveted more and more.
"Have you heard of his name?"
Ye Tian feels that the fairy in her body is stable and asks for a step forward.
"I heard it a little bit. I heard that it is a new lord and belongs to the border area, but I don't know why it has a relationship with Daomeng League. Its strength is not bad."
Bai Xiang replied.
Now both sides stopped in a tacit understanding for a moment to restore their respective states.
Even now that the ghost monk is powerless to get a quick battle, the green snake is a magic weapon that planted his soul mark. It is naturally affected by the destruction, and it also once again involved the injury that Ye Tian had previously cut on his arm.
Now that the injury is getting worse, the forced attack will only become more serious, and today's battlefield is not a fair decisive battle between the two.
Although Ye Tian doesn't seem to have the power of World War I, who knows if it will suddenly burst.
If the sword comes again, I am afraid that it is not just the arm that is injured, but it is slightly offset by half a minute, but it is the head of the item.
"Now that he is injured, he should have no spare power to fight back."
Bai Xiang said again, at a glance the other party's state.
He is not without other means, but those methods are all famous skills in the practice circle. If they are used casually, they will probably be identified afterwards.
Bai Xiang has disappeared for so many years, and the sudden appearance may cause some unnecessary attention now, but he does not want to cause these troubles.
The power of this white spell is only because it is used very little, so that it can be used to defend the enemy with confidence, and other means are not forced, he does not want to use it.
Since Ye Tian has almost recovered, the fire of the glazed glass in his hand alone is enough to cause damage to the ghost monk, not to mention the two brave giant dragons, which can at least guarantee Ye Tian's safety.
"You recover from the injury first, I will delay him one or two."
Ye Tian said, as soon as the voice fell, his figure rushed out, leaving only a residual image on the spot.
He held Qing Jue Chong Yunjian tightly in his hand, and the glaze flame burned above the blade, which gave him a golden light.
"Junior, you shot me once before."
The ghost monk said, simply tearing open the shabby upper body shirt, bronze skin is extremely strong.
"so what?"
Ye Tian's eyes were cold, and her whole body broke out without any reservation. Like a golden lotus in the dark, the glazed flame naturally played the role of petals.
In his hand, Qing Jue Chong Yunjian burst into endless sword energy, and the violent energy surged towards the ghost monk.
The latter stomped, and the mountain was shaken in an instant. Then he took a large string of inky beads from his personal storage space and put them on the neck. His hands were folded together, his eyes were glared, and his sword was raised.
"Hang--"
A word of Buddha's mantra spit out of his mouth, like a roaring roar of a lion, turned into a sonic storm, completely submerging Ye Tian's sword spirit.