Chapter 294: Mantra Secret Art (for subscription)

"Good job!"
Yang Fan didn't retreat but moved forward, and a pen appeared out of thin air in his hand. It was an imitation mantra pen given by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva when he was in the underworld. It had half the power of a real mantra pen.
Xing Daorong laughed when he saw Yang Fan took out a pen.
"Ma Xudong, Ma Xudong, did you take out your pen to write me the word begging for mercy? Can you write it?"
boom!
As if feeling the master's ridicule, the blue and purple tiger roared, and the speed suddenly increased, and he came to Yang Fan in the blink of an eye.
Yang Fan didn't rush, picked up the mantra pen, and volleyed out a golden "OM" character, which exudes the golden light of Buddha nature.
With the movement of Yang Fan's thoughts, the golden word Om suddenly became larger and flew towards the Thunder Tiger.
boom!
Xing Daorong's thunder and lightning tiger seemed to be spiritual, and seeing the golden Om approaching, his figure flashed to one side.
However, the golden Om is quicker to react, and almost when the Thunder Tiger moves intentionally, the golden Om has already advanced to its escape route.
Duang!
The lightning tiger seemed to hit the metal wall, making a metal collision sound, and the golden light from the golden Om surrounded the blue and purple tigers. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape the suppression of Om, one of the six mantras.
Each character of the six-character mantra has a different effect. Among them, the word Om is just the simplest one with a suppressive effect.
This suppression is not just for creatures, even magic attacks are equally effective.
The tiger condensed from thunder and lightning only persisted for more than ten breaths, and it turned into pure true energy in an unwilling roar, and was gradually assimilated by the surrounding spiritual energy.
Xing Daorong was surprised and suspicious, he said.
"What is your trick?"
The six-character mantra secret technique is a high-level secret technique in Buddhism. Moreover, it was bestowed on Yang Fan by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and it is also a high-level fairy technique in the fairy technique. There is no such secret technique in the Buddhism of the Mortal Realm, so it is normal for Xing Daorong not to know it.
But what is certain is that if the people in the mortal world of Buddhism know that Yang Fan has such a high-level Buddhism secret technique, they will definitely send someone to it. After all, it is a Buddhist secret technique, and Buddhism has every reason to say that Yang Fan stole their secret technique. In this way, there is a reason to take Yang Fan openly.
Yang Fan didn't answer, instead he wrote another word in the air.
A big "Wa" is floating in the air, exuding the light of sacred Buddha nature.
The word "Ma" became brighter and brighter, and quickly flew behind Yang Fan and melted into Yang Fan's body.
The golden light entered his body, and Yang Fan only felt a piercing comfort from the inside, which made him groan.
The change did not stop there.
Behind Yang Fan, a semi-transparent Buddha figure gradually appeared.
The Buddha's precious appearance is solemn, his face is kind, tall and thin. Behind the back of his head, there is a golden circle. It is this circle that exudes the sacred Buddha-nature breath.
With his appearance, people have a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze, and can relax everything, as if they have been baptized.
Not only that, there is a in the gold behind the Buddha's head, which is sacred and solemn, which made Xing Daorong feel awe in his heart.
"This is the secret technique of Buddhism. Are you a lay disciple of Buddhism?"
The powerful pressure from the Buddha caused Xing Daorong in the early Mahayana to have an urge to kneel down and worship, but Xing Daorong stubbornly held back. To worship the Buddha meant that he was kneeling to Yang Fan, which was his unwillingness. Thing.
Seeing that Yang Fan did not answer, Xing Daorong became more and more sure of what he was thinking.
Thinking of this, Xing Daorong suddenly became angry and shouted.
"Huh! Even if you are a Buddhist disciple? If you dare to kill the vice-chairman of Anye, even if you kill you, he will be on the side of reason, and Buddhism won't say anything."
After speaking, Xing Daorong roared, quickly approached Yang Fan, took out the weapon, and at the same time quickly released the magic formula.
"Shadow King Slash!"
Yang Fan was surrounded by three black shadows. The three of them were completely dark, but they also came with weapons and bombed with Xing Daorong.
Yang Fan didn't rush, stepped back a few steps, and quickly punched dozens of punches with both hands into the air.
Bang bang bang!
The surrounding air exploded, and Yang Fan's fist shook more than ten times the speed of sound, causing a sonic boom. A cloud of white mist appeared and gradually burned. As Yang Fan blasted out more fists, the mist turned into a peacock in flames.
The peacock spreads its wings high, emits a sharp bird song, and hits the deity Xing Daorong at a speed that the naked eye cannot catch.
"Toward the Peacock!!!"
Yang Fan gave a low voice.
As for the three black figures, Yang Fan didn't pay any attention to them, letting the three approach.
As soon as the three of them approached, Yang Fan directly blasted three punches in succession. The three black figures were not blown away, but instead absorbed all of Yang Fan's strength.
Yang Fan's fist was sunken into the body of the black figure, and an inexplicable force was absorbing the true vitality in Yang Fan's body.
"what is this?"
Yang Fan frowned, trying to withdraw his hand, but failed. No matter how hard he used it, he couldn't pull it out.
The remaining two black figures quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yang Fan's other hand, preventing him from using the technique.
At this time, Chao Peacock just came to Xing Daorong.
Xing Daorong didn't dare to neglect, and quickly drew a circle with his hands. A translucent light curtain covered Xing Daorong's whole body, facing the peacock facing him.
Boom!
The violent explosion directly destroyed the fifth floor, and Xing Daorong was directly bombarded and fell outside the building.
"drink!!!"
Yang Fan let out a low growl, his muscles tensed, the blue veins on both sides of his arms and forehead violently, his hands violently exerted force, and the black figure holding Yang Fan's fist suddenly split.
Bang bang bang!
Yang Fan kicked three consecutive kicks, and the three of them were kicked and exploded.
boom!
Xing Daorong fell heavily to the ground and attracted the attention of everyone downstairs.
"It's the hall master!"
"My God, why is the lord so embarrassed?"
"Who beat the hall master like this?"
Everyone only saw Xing Daorong's clothes on his upper body in tatters, and a big hole in the buttocks of his lower body trousers, revealing white flowers.
However, this is not important. The important thing is that Xing Daorong didn't even know it, stood up and looked at the fifth floor, with his back facing everyone. The assassins saw it, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to make a sound, so they just covered their mouths.
Huh!
Yang Fan's figure flashed, and instantly came to the ground, standing opposite Xing Daorong.
"Boy, I have to say that you are very strong, but you are a bit close to defeating me."
Perhaps not wanting to lose face in front of everyone, Xing Daorong patted the dust all over his body, and then put his hands behind his back, giving a person a kind of superior demeanor.