Jidao Wusheng: My skills can be added

Chapter 5 Martial arts master?

Seeing this, Monk Yuanyi chuckled.

A young martial artist just killed a mindless monster, but he really took himself seriously!
Yuan Yi stood still, holding the Buddhist beads around his neck in his hands and clasping his hands together.

Suddenly, golden light appeared!
"Ten thousand feet of golden light!"

There was a roar in his abdominal cavity, like thunder.

At the same moment, Wei Yang was approaching.

The Panlong Stick was so powerful that it fell suddenly like a raging river.

The two sides collided, and the golden light around Yuan Yi was like glass. It made several bang bang bang sounds and suddenly exploded, exposing Monk Yuan Yi himself.

Wei Yang smiled jokingly, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Monk, this time, let grandpa teach you how to be a human being!"

As soon as he finished speaking, like a ghost, the coiled dragon stick in his hand flew up high, and from top to bottom, he spared no effort and smashed it down towards Yuanyi.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

The gold and tin Zen staff shook, and smoke filled the air.

In the next second, Yuan Yi began to chant sutras, and the sutras lingered.

He is currently only an early stage psychic and cannot summon his psychic powers for the time being. However, these scriptures are the highest in Buddhism. When combined with spiritual power, they can directly crush the soul of an ordinary warrior!

At this moment, Wei Yang also noticed something strange.

It was clear that this monster monk was so close to him, but why did he feel further and further away?
At the same time, a strong pressure arose from his heart, which actually made him unable to exert any strength!

Is this the ability of spiritual cultivation?

Although he already knew a lot about this world, this was his first time fighting against spiritual cultivators.

It's indeed amazing!
only……

Wei Yang sneered.

In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. In the world of Taoism, the strong are respected.

No matter what spiritual practice or Buddhism he has, as long as he has enough strength, he will be beaten into meat patties with his own stick!
Seeing that although Wei Yang's movements seemed slow, his attack was not weak, which made Yuan Yi feel uneasy.

Although his realm is not high, but in Kunyun City, this three-acre land is completely enough!

But, how could this Wei Yang be like this, why did he suddenly become so strong!

A trace of fear gradually emerged from his heart.

His scriptures are enough to destroy the soul, why, why didn't Wei Yang react!

Monk Yuanyi closed his eyes and recited the scriptures faster.

This time, the voice of the scriptures was even louder, echoing in the other courtyard.

Wei Yang suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his movements suddenly stopped!
"Hmph, I only know these dirty tricks, but with just these, I'm afraid I won't even be able to break through my physical body!"

Although Wei Yang has enhanced his crazy magic stick skills, don't forget that he was born with a golden bell!
The next moment, Wei Yang activated the Ji Yang Kung again, and instantly felt a warm current from his lower abdomen throughout his body. Soon his five senses were amplified again. This time, a majestic force gradually spread from Wei Yang's body. It was like a layer of gauze that enveloped Wei Yang.

"Extreme Yang Technique: Golden Bell Cover!"

After finishing his words, Wei Yang suddenly raised his hand.

Sure enough, now my movements no longer feel that slow.

Monk Yuanyi was not a dull person. He quickly noticed something strange, his pupils tightened and he said: "How could this be! You have actually reached the level of a martial arts master?!"

You must know that practicing martial arts is not something that happens overnight, and it is even more difficult to become a martial arts master. Let’s say that Feng Tao, as the city lord, is only a martial arts master in his middle age. On the other hand, Wei Yang, a boy, is only in his weak years. How is it possible to become a martial arts master?

At this moment, the murderous intention in Monk Yuanyi's heart was even worse!
If we don't get rid of this brat Wei Yang, there will be endless troubles in the future!
Yuan Yi gritted his teeth, took several steps back, and quickly distanced himself from Wei Yang.

Then he bit his finger, dropped a drop of blood on the beads on his neck, and then pulled hard, the string broke, and the beads fell to the ground.

But after the beads fell to the ground, they turned into skulls instantly, with wisps of black energy seeping out of their empty eyes!
Seeing this, Wei Yang grinned: "How dare you call yourself a Buddhist? I'm afraid you're practicing some evil magic!"

This is obviously Shu Ling! "When you become the soul of the poor monk, come and condemn the poor monk again!"

After saying that, Monk Yuanyi raised his hand, black energy lingered around him, and the gold and tin Zen staff in his hand suddenly turned into a human bone!
Several skulls on the ground were filled with rich black energy. The next moment, a shrill sound sounded from them, and in the blink of an eye, several demons appeared.

However, these demons are just low-level little demons.

However, the black energy gave them a lot of strength. The positions of the several little demons were different, which was a bit particular.

Yuan Yi snorted coldly and was extremely arrogant: "This is the first time I have appeared in the Ten Thousand Demons Homecoming Array, and I will use you as my first blood sacrifice today!"

Hearing this, Wei Yang frowned slightly.

He raised his eyes to look at Monk Yuanyi who was standing not far away. He concentrated for a moment, and the blood bar on his head appeared instantly.

He saw that the originally thick health bar was now reduced by two-thirds. From this point of view, this was his last trump card.

Because for a spiritual person, the flesh is truly their most vulnerable point!
As the saying goes, if you hit a snake within seven inches, you only need to kill the demon monk at close range, and the remaining formations will be destroyed without any attack.

At this moment, several little demons had already attacked.

The little demons can't hurt Wei Yang's body, but these little demons can go straight through Wei Yang's body, destroying the internal organs in the body.

It's a pity that Monk Yuanyi still underestimated the power of Wei Yang's golden bell.

Wei Yang stood there with an indifferent expression, and even showed a provocative smile.

"Old monk, do you know where your flaw is?"

Hearing the sound, Yuan Yi's heart skipped a beat, and the human bones were placed across his chest, his eyes full of vigilance.

"What, you..."

However, before he could finish his words, he saw an afterimage coming towards him quickly.

The dragon-coiling stick in Wei Yang's hand made a sound of breaking through the air, and the gold and stone patterns on the stick burst out with a layer of flames.

All the Ji Yang Kung Fu is poured into the lower body. Such speed is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people!
Faced with this situation, Monk Yuanyi was shocked, and a chill instantly surged into his heart.

Wei Yang grinned and shouted: "Die!"

The next second, an afterimage fell from the sky, and it was none other than the Coiling Dragon Stick.

The panlong stick is swung like a dragon, and its shadow is like a flowing firefly.

boom.

The human bone in Monk Yuanyi's hand was instantly broken into two pieces.

"This stick is to avenge my father!"

boom.

The golden light shattered.

"This stick belongs to my brother!"

Third sound!
Only a click sound was heard.

Wei Yang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and landed lightly on the ground, holding the dragon coiling stick in his right hand, motionless.

Monk Yuanyi's face was dull, his eyes moved upward, and a stream of blood exploded directly from the top of his head.

This stick actually smashed a dent in his head!
Wei Yang put away the Coiling Dragon Stick, with cold eyes, looking at Monk Yuanyi who still had a trace of consciousness, and said coldly: "This stick is for my Wei family."

After finishing his words, Monk Yuanyi fell to the ground with a plop, completely lifeless.

Those little demons also disappeared, and the human bones on the ground made a sizzling sound, and then disappeared instantly.

Wang Mei and Wei Qing in the house naturally heard the loud commotion in the other courtyard.

(End of this chapter)