Among the demon cicada, Xue Liren said in confusion: "Since Fellow Daoist Ye can talk to the other party like this, why do you want me to do it?"

"Because... you are more handsome." Yang Mei praised her without hesitation.

Xue Liren pressed the sword with his hands. If he hadn't thought he could not beat Yang Mei, he would have slashed him with one sword. He was handsome? Although he was a monk, he had also looked in the mirror. He had short figure, gray-black skin, scattered facial features, and huge face.

No matter how these things are arranged, people cannot become handsome.

"Master Yanmo is so aggressive, what's the matter?"

Yan Mo smiled and said, "Just come and have a discussion."

"Master, just give me instructions."

Yan Mo frowned and said, "You won't do it anyway, right?"

"That's right, I just asked the master to take my sword. If the master can go ahead, then we will naturally send someone to negotiate with the master. If not..."

"Fellow Taoist, please draw the sword." Yan Mo took two steps back and waited quietly.

"Master, you're so polite." Ye Ting said, controlling his own body and pulling out a wooden sword from his sleeve. The appearance of this wooden sword was exactly the consumables he used when practicing swords during the liquid condensation period, which was the standard consumable in the Dragon City.

"The master once gave me a wooden sword, please give me advice." Ye Ting said, pushing the wooden sword forward and stabbed it out smoothly.

Yan Mo's fingers deep in the middle of his fingers, a golden light flashed on his fingertips, and he touched Ye Ting's wooden sword. The blood light created by Ye Ting collapsed, and his entire arm exploded to pieces.

Yan Mo's face also changed slightly. Ye Ting's arm was broken, but the wooden sword was still there, turning into thousands of green lotus and blooming around. Each green lotus is a sharp sword.

"Are you delaying time?" Yan Mo seemed impatient.

"Master is joking, how can time be delayed?" Ye Ting answered calmly. The body created by the Ten-Straight Empty Forbidden Technique was not painful. This magic mutated on himself and was controlled by the causal line, so the other party could not fight back through this body.

After destroying his arm, Ye Ting's spiritual consciousness was not damaged at all.

Yan Mo was speechless. The opponent was indeed just attacking with one sword, but this sword could transform into tens of thousands of repeated attacks. God knew how much time it would take to block them all.

The underground veins have changed a little, and I came down to check the veins. The fortress in front of me was strange, otherwise why would I have to talk nonsense? Just go up and subdue demons and eliminate demons.

"Fellow Taoist, I have also learned swordsmanship, please come and see."

Yan Mo said, his robe flew, and his fists smashed down to the ground. The fire was everywhere. The Brahma Fire, which was broken by the green lotus, returned and suddenly rushed into the middle, hitting Yan Mo.

The firelight emerged from the top of his head and feet, and then spread out around, turning into an indescribable true fire.

puff!

The fire was boiling under Yan Mo's feet, and Ye Ting's eyes condensed and rotated rapidly. Such high temperature almost melted the body directly. In the rotating eyes, the pupils were pulled into a trace, forming magic patterns, and turning into magic eyes.

Then one of the eyes suddenly turned snow-white, and the other eye socket condensed into the magic refining sword eye.

The sword energy was cut, and the high temperature around the body dissipated. Yan Mo was surprised that his karma fire did not burn a projection? He chanted a word in his mouth!

A golden lotus grew in the flames above his head, and the golden lotus bloomed. A sword energy hit him, and Ye Ting's body disintegrated instantly.

The attack of the Demon Refining Sword Eye ended before it even started.

"Senior sister, this monk is so strong!" Ye Ting encountered this situation for the first time. All his attacks were ignored by the other party, and he could not avoid the other party's attacks. Even if the original body faced this Yan Mo, the result was still the same.

Because it is possible that his Ten Directions Heavenly God Monument was killed before it was released.

The sword intent is just one, but it has a power similar to Cause and Effect Tianluo. It will never give up until it kills the origin of the enemy!

The Demon God of Death has not been created yet. The effect of the Nine Tribulation Heavenly Armor, for cultivators in this realm, they may only be able to deviate from the first wave of attacks.

"Golden Lotus in Fire, this monk's secret technique comes from at least the lower sect. Don't treat him as an ordinary Tibetan Academy. The guy who just entered the Void Realm may not be as powerful as him!" Yang Mei was also surprised that such a person had appeared in Baige Temple.

"Xue Liren, it's your turn to go." Yang Mei pushed her back, and Xue Liren flew out of the magic cicada, the sword light flashed, and his feet fell to the ground.

Yanmo withdrew the flames, and the temperature in the air was still burning. Xue Liren's sword intent was still entangled, but he was not burned.

"The sword intent attacks along the fire, and the control is terrifying!" Ye Ting recalled that sword light could not escape no matter what. Yes, the fire light also had a terrifying temperature, which could affect the enemy's spiritual consciousness and even change the operation of time.

It seems that this sword technique is not good at the enemy, otherwise there would be no need to draw a sword at all. Just a sword intent can kill the body he created.

Sword technique is just a little bit, it is purely because the enemy's power is too strong. If Ye Ting has the same power, he can still withstand it. What is even more powerful is the secret technique of the Golden Lotus in Fire.

The powerful secret technique contains countless branches, and it is very terrifying to meticulously practice one or two of them.

It seems that even the secret technique of the lower door should not be underestimated.

Xue Liren stood in front of Yan Mo and didn't know how to speak. Duanshan Jianliu was a major sect. The question was how to compare with Baige Temple. The difference between the two sides was too big, and Yan Mo did nothing to him, and even restrained his strength, for fear of hurting Xue Liren.

In such an environment, Xue Liren was still trembling. Imagine a mouse standing in front of a cat, and the environment was nothing more than a closed cardboard box.

The cat burps and has no appetite at all. Are mice no longer afraid?

"Do you send a monk with such a low level to show weakness or want to humiliate me?" Yan Mo asked Xue Liren.

"Go to your mother!" Xue Liren opened his mouth and said something involuntarily. His face was extremely frightened because he was not what he wanted to say.

"It turns out to be to humiliate me, it's really unwise."

"I'm here to negotiate. You can tell me what the master wants."

Yan Mo's eyes fell on the castle. The projection of the magic cicada was extremely real. The dense magic patterns on it were not phantoms. It could completely release powerful magic attacks.

"Go back, you can't make decisions." Yan Mo said in a cold voice: "If you don't leave, I will kill you until there is enough weight in it."

"I can't say that I am the most important person... but there are not many people who have weight more than me." Xue Liren regained a little bit of consciousness and said something. He wanted to delay time.

Without waiting for Yan Mo to say anything, Xue Liren continued: "If the master is not satisfied with me, he will send a monk in the condensate realm in the next place."

"I don't believe you still have those in the Qi training stage."

"It is also very simple to create a mortal." Xue Liren was no longer afraid. He had already scolded the monk's mother at the beginning. No matter what he said, it was not important. He was devoted to completing Yang Mei's mission.

"That's it... Then go back, I want to try to destroy this fortress alone." Yan Mo said, and took Xue Liren back to the fortress with a palm forward.

"What a great monk..." Yang Mei opened her eyes and sighed. Xue Liren was sent back, and she didn't say enough for three minutes.

Buzz...

The entire fortress trembled, and the light emitted by the golden lotus turned into a giant Buddha standing tall and kicked him.

The Buddha's light disappeared, the fortress was safe and sound, and everyone inside was pale.

The kick outside the fortress was kicked, except for a few dozen people, the rest of the people were all frustrated with their chests, and an indescribable nausea arose. The monks outside Fengzhou even began to vomit.

Ye Ting urged the formation on the fortress without saying a word. At the highest level, eighteen dragons hovered up, and a huge chariot was pulled behind the dragon.

On the huge chariot, a monk with long red hair held a stone sword and slashed at the Buddha with a sword.

The monks in Fengzhou held their breath and watched this scene.

All monks in Fengzhou recognize the people on the chariot, Yuwen Xuan, the strongest monk in Fengzhou.

The stone long sword somehow slashed on the neck of the Buddha. The sky shook, and the golden boat of the Buddhist sect above the gale trembled. The head of the Buddha was cut off by the sword, and the golden light filled the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of decay.

Eighteen dragons roared at the same time, blowing away the golden light.

"It turns out to be a magic of thought power." Ye Ting sighed. Buddhism is quite powerful in this regard. If it is not for his own special practice, with the assistance of the Taixu Divine Mirror and the power of cause and effect obscuring the cause and effect, the visualization of the master he is very familiar with is the master.

Then this collision must be the other party that won.

The monks in Fengzhou were unknowingly washed by Ye Ting again. Their worship of Yuwen Xuan had reached an unparalleled level. Even Si Meng and others could not see the reality of the power of the Buddha.

Because after Yan Mo advanced to the Tibetan Academy, he visualized the Buddha he needed and became a powerful combat power in the secret method of the Golden Lotus in Fire. This Buddha was not imagined by him, but had actually existed in the Buddha's kingdom.

If Ye Ting was not a real person, no matter how rich his imagination was, he would be slapped to death by the big Buddha.

The big Buddha was beheaded because the big Buddha was not something from the world, and it was separated by a layer. The heaven and earth were not tolerated. After visualization, it was cut by Yuwen Xuan, who was visualized by Ye Ting.

Yan Mo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party used the same method to kill the Victory Eye Buddha he had visualized. No wonder Master asked him to come here to solve the underground problem. It seemed that he had encountered a big fish.

The golden lotus above his head dissipated, the fire at his feet overflowed, and the flames spread on the ground, like a tide, quickly submerging Ye Ting's fortress. In the deep red flames, golden lotus flowers bloomed, swaying in the flames.

The chariots in the sky slowly dissipated, just a spell, and Ye Ting was unable to continue visualizing.

On the ground, flames swept through hundreds of miles, and I don’t know how many golden lotus were born. Yanmo flew up in the flames and came to a distance of hundreds of feet before the fortress.
Chapter completed!