Chapter 3: Bloody Battle

Happy Walk Inside Tea House, a battle between Taoist demons is being fiercely staged. The winner cannot get any prizes, but the loser will lose his precious life.

This is a useless and cruel game, but since ancient times, such games have been repeated in human history.

I will deal with this person, you can go first!

Zen chants loudly, and then moves forward. The arms are swinging outwards first, then close their palms, and a huge arc-shaped qigong bursts out and cuts through the sky, and strikes the Domine Axe and Mo Fan with a thunderous momentum.

The idea that Zen Nian made was that he would first entangle one of the eight gods, Jia Ling and Maitreya fought against the Thousand-Handed Locust Ying Yuqing. After the latter won, they worked together to clean up Mo Fan.

This idea coincides with Xiao Zhuge Jia Ling's plan. It is said that the hero's opinion is a bit like a gold medal on his face. Perhaps it is a choice that the situation has to make!

Mo Fan snorted coldly, pulled out the steel axe on his back with his back hand, and shouted a loud shout to change the shadow of the axe that slashed towards Zen thoughts. The latter's face was as calm as water, and his mind entered a state of fearlessness and death. His hands were swung slowly and fast, and the arc-shaped energy that had originally hit seemed to be redirected and turned into pieces, sprinkled towards Mo Fan like mercury pouring down the ground.

Mo Fan sneered: But that's it!

Just suddenly moved horizontally to the left. Don’t look at his body so huge. Once he moves, he will be quicker than a rabbit!

Not only did he avoid all the attacks of Zen Mind, he also deceived the latter from the unpredictable angle of ghosts and gods to slash him towards the other side with an axe!

The ethereal Zen realm felt the fluctuations of murderous intent, and the Zen thoughts were still in danger. One of them turned around and avoided the danger of breaking their waists. The hand was sealed into a lotus blooming shape. The Dharma Extinction Sutra. The unique mental method stirred ripples in the space. Mo Fan suddenly felt that the axe he had chopped was as empty as cotton wool, and there was no place to focus. Then he was full of murderous intent, as if the oil was gone and the lamp was dry. He couldn't help but be shocked.

The Dharma Extinction Sutra of the Dharma Extinction of the Buddha Spirit Zen Realm. I dare not say that there will be no future in the future. At least it is unprecedented.

However, the eight evil spirits trained by the third person in the world are definitely not ordinary people. They know that it was a flaw in their own defense that caused the enemy to have an opportunity to take advantage of it. Mo Fan bit his teeth and even knocked him on his chest with axe!

Blood suddenly splattered everywhere. It seemed that this was equivalent to suicide. In fact, Mo Fan wanted to use his own blood to sacrifice the murderous aura of the magic weapon in his hand to break the confusion and obsession in his heart.

Sure enough, Mo Fan's murderous aura was bleeding from the steel axe in his hand and climbed to the highest point again. When he started, he had already grasped the correct strength, which only hurt the surface of his skin without damaging his muscles and bones. His combat ability did not decrease but increased. He laughed loudly and launched a counterattack.

The Buddha's heart of Zen has already established a wonderful bridge with Mo Fan's heart. The other party's spiritual fluctuations are well known to him, but when the axe force like a cracked wave surges towards him, even if the meditation of Zen thought is deep, it will not help but feel that the will of heaven will be fooled by others.

In the battle of suppressing demons with Jun Nitian on Duodou River, the trauma he suffered was far more serious than he saw on the outside. Now his actual cultivation is only 60% left. When facing a demon like the Eight Great Gods, if he can't even gain the upper hand in the spiritual battle, let alone the chance of winning, even his life is very slim.

In the flash of lightning, he had already made a decision in his mind

Chan Nian suddenly put his palms together, and even his eyes closed together, looking like he was meditating and entering into a state of meditation. However, in the ever-changing decisive battle, doing this would undoubtedly be suicide. What was Chan Nian's idea?

Mo Fan ignored what tricks this young monk was playing with?

Anyway, with one axe, anything that had life would be split into two sides. He could almost feel the warm pleasure when the blood on Chan Nian's body splattered on his face.

Just as Mo Fan's axe was about to slash the Zen thought, the latter suddenly opened his eyes, followed by the murderous aura that came from the former, and it was like encountering a black hole. The remaining phantoms that were loud and lost their power were no longer allowed.

Mo Fan was shocked. Just when he was about to attack again, a faint potential force suddenly rushed into his body with sudden thunder along the meridians, causing him to be injured in all five internal organs. He groaned, and the blood on his face was retreating. He also had to withdraw his axe and retreat several steps in a row. The giant body was shaking and he was about to stumble.

The state of Zen Mind is not much better. Both cause and effect are destroyed. This is the killing move used in the Dharma Destruction Sutra. It is the method of killing with the enemy before it hurts the enemy. If Zen Mind had not yet had the disadvantage of being exhausted and exhausted, she would never have chosen this trick that would have violated the artistic conception of Buddhism.

But I didn't expect that the enemy would be powerful and even destroy the cause and effect. Such a trick would not take the opponent's life.

Mo Fan stepped out a few steps and then stabilized his stake. The blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth further added to his fierce and cruel image. His eyes were full of murderous intent and he smiled angrily:

OK! The bald kung fu is so good that it rebelled. Your grandfather, I almost capsized in the gutter!

Zen thoughts secretly made a mistake. Mo Fan's skill was beyond his expectations. He was defeated by both cause and effect. Can such a heavy move still maintain combat power?

On the other hand, my injury is now even worse, and my skills are less than 10% left, and the situation is so dangerous.

Jia Ling was in danger of war and did not forget to pay attention to the situation on the other side. When he saw Chan Nian faced danger, he couldn't help but blurted out: Master! But as soon as he said that, he immediately regretted it.

Sure enough, he was waving a long stick to block the Thousand-Handed Locust. Ying Yuqing shot Maitreya with many hidden weapons. Hearing this, his body shook, and a gap appeared in the stick net. Ying Yuqing's hidden weapon immediately took the opportunity to enter and sneer!

A bloody mouth was opened on his shoulder

Jia Ling secretly scolded herself for failing, but she made such an unforgivable mistake at this critical moment!

Where did you reach your usual calmness and wisdom?

The master sent himself out to do this mission, not to pull everyone down!

Jia Ling made up his mind at that moment, even if he tried his best to save his life today, he would try to save his other two companions and retreat.

After his intentions, his body suddenly burst out from behind Maitreya and shouted: Maitreya! Cover me! At the same time, the fan in his hand was swished! A sound spread out, and a fan that was omnipresent and hard and soft was spilling towards his opponent like a big net.

Ying Yuqing sneered: Looking for death! He raised his hand and countless flashes burst out from his hands, like a dazzling smoke.

Jia Ling felt a stern. Since the battle, neither he nor Maitreya have seen clearly what kind of hidden weapon the Thousand-Handed Locust Shadow Yuqing used?

I only know that every time he raised his monkey's hand, countless lights and thorn blades rushed over, making him and Maitreya unable to get close to him.

To deal with hidden weapons masters, you must use close combat to prevent the opponent from exerting your strengths. Unfortunately, the enemy is also well aware of this point, and the hidden weapons and techniques used are unprecedented, and they are unpredictable. This is also the reason why he and Maitreya still cannot gain the upper hand.

But now Zen Nian is facing a crisis against the enemy on the other end, and he has no time to get involved. He must think of some ways to break the deadlock.

Almost as soon as Jia Lingren rushed out, Ying Yuqing's hidden weapon of light had already shot like a shadow. He quickly became energetic, took extraordinary steps, swept across the fan.

clang!

Jia Ling's mouth was numb, and he almost couldn't control the fan in his hand and flew away. His eyes shot out a horror. The eight gods were indeed not easy to use. Most people practice using hidden weapons. The most rare thing is that they have both strength and speed. However, Ying Yuqing obviously has overcome this bottleneck and reached the field of masters who started the sect.

Now is not the time to admire the enemy!

The tentative intercourse just now was obviously futile, and the distance between the two sides was still impossible to get closer. I originally wanted to take the opportunity to find out the true face of the enemy's hidden weapon by using close forces, but I couldn't make a decision. It seemed that I had to think of other tricks.

The problem is that judging from the current situation, he has no time to calm down and think.

Just as he was distressed, Maitreya jumped up from behind, holding sticks in his hands across the void like a flying general, and took the initiative to attack for the first time

Brother Jia, you go up and down!

After saying that, Maitreya suddenly rotated like a top, and the irresistible stick was thrilling. It was extremely impressive and it was a sign of full force.

Jia Ling was aroused by Maitreya's self-sacrifice and opened her folding fan. She picked, led, turned, stuck, pressed, hooked, and chanted six times in one breath, chanting:

Wuhou Fan Method Six Goes to Qishan!

The two young masters fought together, and even with the ability of the shadow Yu Qingzhi, they dared not look at him casually. They looked at him with murderous intent and snorted coldly: I will send you two boys to see the King of Hell together!

With two palms slapped, a very bright light suddenly burst out, and then the light in the void suddenly appeared. Ten thousand light thorns exploded out of his hands, and fire trees and silver flowers shot towards the two of them.

With the Ming Qi in the hands of Ying Yuqing, Maitreya immediately shouted: Brother Jia! Just let go of the offense and leave the defense to me!

Ying Yuqing sneered: Boy, you are ridiculously ignorant! My hidden weapon is called "Gaipian" and it is a hidden weapon that is as fast as a flash of electricity. It only allows for a glance. How can you pick it up?

Maitreya's head suddenly raised, and an extremely determined expression appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice:

I will definitely take it!

A kind of fearless Buddha nature appeared in his tone. The lamp-burning stick suddenly rose, and the surging Buddha power suddenly emanated, but it gathered inward but did not expand outward, forming a sentient world that transcended my own self. The light spots that came were as loud as thousands of fireflies. However, the three thousand worlds created by Maitreya seemed to have boundless Buddha power, integrating all the light into its own body's emptiness and light, and then transformed violence and resolved the sharpness in the boundless void.

This unexpected result shocked Ying Yuqing. He did not expect that the unique hidden weapon he had worked hard to master would be easily cracked by an unknown little novice!

But he didn't know how Maitreya could crack his hidden weapons. In fact, it was all based on the sudden enlightenment, and the luckiest elements were mostly

Unfortunately, he doesn't know

Because he was too surprised, he had an unstoppable stagnation. This result was not actually in the beginning of Zhuge Jia Ling's calculations. He only had full trust in his companions. It can even be said that he carried out this assault with a determination to die. Because of the favor of the God of Luck, they were able to achieve the fruits of victory from absolute adversity.

Just as Ying Yuqing was stunned, Jia Ling quickly narrowed the distance between the two of them, and flew hard with both feet, and flew straight towards the trunk of the former like a crossbow. With all his strength, the fan drew a beautiful and beautiful arc of the air breaking through the air, and the sharp force broke the tree trunk first, leaving the former without any foothold. He took advantage of the enemy's mind and foothold was not stable, and he used all his strength to do everything in his body, so as not to let this difficult hidden weapon master have time to regroup.

Ying Yuqing let out anger and launched a counterattack with all her might, swearing to let the ungrateful young man die without a complete corpse.

The close forces between the two sides sounded one after another, like a string of drums, shaking the vast space on the official road, and the situation was extremely dangerous and fierce.

In terms of skills, Ying Yuqing is more than one line higher than Jia Ling, but Maitreya's method of breaking hidden weapons that flew from the sky greatly reduced his aura, and close combat was not his strength, so he, who was aggressive on the surface, actually had a secret desire to retreat.

Jia Ling went through a lot of hardships to gain some advantage. Before the victory was expanded, there was no reason to let the enemy escape. The folding fan move was used to use a jade-breaking method that ignored his own body, as if the other party had an irreconcilable hatred with him.

While the two sides were fighting fiercely, the pale-faced Maitreya reluctantly raised his breath and stepped into the aura of the two fighting, but it happened to be the weakest point in Ying Yuqing's defensive energy and the most threatening point.

The influence of this, the Ying Yuqing was shocked and was caught by Jia Ling, who was the only chance, took advantage of the opportunity to enter. The Tianji fan broke into the Qi and took the lead, and he went straight to the key points of the meridians.

Wow!

Ying Yuqing retreated miserably, staggered and fell to the back, opening her mouth and spewing out blood flowers in the sky

I didn't expect that my "Thousand-Handed Locust" Ying Yuqing would be defeated by the company of you two young boys! I'm not convinced...

The shrill and resentful eyes turned into dimness, and the shadow of Yuqing fell to the sky, and his anger was closed.

Maitreya and Jia Ling were panting, with an unbelievable expression on their faces. It was hard to believe that the master of the Demon Sect, which ranks one of the Eight Great Demons, was really taken away by the two of them?

But they had not had time to celebrate their victory, and a strong voice had already knocked on their hearts like a heavy hammer

Shadow Monkey couldn't even deal with the two boys. He was such a waste! He lost all the faces of our Eight Evils, and he deserved to die!

The two of them turned their heads in shock and looked at the sound, but saw a scene that made them frightened and angry. Chan Nian was covered in blood, and his face was motionless at the feet of Mo Fan of Ba Axe. I wonder if it was life or death?

But it is definitely a bad luck, and the latter is glaring at them with a pair of sharp eyes, like a poisonous snake prey on prey.

Maitreya almost couldn't help but want to rush towards Mo Fan to be sure whether his uncle is now alive or dead?

However, he knew that doing so would only save his life, so he had to suppress his inner excitement, but his lips were almost bleeding

Isn’t Jia Ling’s mood the same as Maitreya?

But he knows the consequences of impulsive bad things more than the latter, so he looks younger and calm.

Mo Fan looked like the evil ghost Rakshasa who came out of hell, his eyes emitted a beast-like light, and his lips exuded contempt and mocking tone, proving that he did not take the two boys who killed his companions to heart.

Only Jia Ling could see that although the enemy was pretending to be careless, in fact, Master Channian's counterattack before his death would definitely cause Mo Fan a lot of harm.

In other words, what the two camps currently retain are not complete strength, and the outcome will depend on the will and fighting spirit of persistence.

At this moment, both sides changed their expressions at the same time because they felt the sound of wind and footsteps running towards this place!

Mo Fan snorted angrily, glanced at the two of you, and said fiercely: Even if you two kids are lucky today, you will not be so lucky to meet again next time. Wait for me to cut off your two kids' heads as a ball to kick them!

After saying that, the giant body retreated, ignored the corpse of the companion beside him, and quickly left

Jia Ling secretly called luck in his heart. Mo Fan's skills were still above them even after being injured. The other party must have judged from the sound of footsteps that the person was not his reinforcements. He decided to retreat only after analyzing the situation was over, otherwise it would be the next movie Yu Qing.

Maitreya screamed sadly: Uncle Master! He rushed to Zen Nian like a whirlwind and picked up his already cold body. When he was sure that the other party had no breath, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Jia Ling felt both confused and sad. After a few days of sharing the joys and sorrows, the three of them had already established a deep relationship like a comrade-in-arms. Now Zen Nian, this kind and majestic elder suddenly passed away, as if part of his heart was also empty. The man who was standing here is just a walking corpse.

However, deep in his heart, part of the reason that has not yet died is still operating, raising analysis and questioning the current situation

Who is the person who came here and indirectly saved their lives?