Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 329 Few people in the world can draw with the monk
"Monk from Tianzhu?" Jiu Jianxian squinted his eyes and looked at Jiumokong for a while, nodded slightly and said: "Master's aura is like the sea, and his charm is restrained, no less than Zen Master Qianye of the Great Compassionate Ming Sect, he is indeed from the place where Buddhism arose. "

"Qianye has already lost to the monk"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Jiumokong's mouth.

"I lost to you." Jiu Jianxian looked at Jiumokong in surprise, and asked, "How long did you use it?"

"Two sticks of incense"

Jiumokong became even more insipid, as if defeating Zen Master Qianye was not so difficult.

Jiu Jianxian was very shocked, Zen Master Qianye was the number one master of Buddhism in Middle Earth, he went straight to his senior brother, the Sword Master, and actually only supported two sticks of incense under the hands of this Tianzhu monk.

This!
This!
Let this monk brag!

"As for you"

Jiumokong paused.

"how do I?"

Jiu Jianxian looked at Jiumokong casually.

"It's better to be famous than to meet each other. To defeat you, a stick of incense is more than enough."

The wind in Jiumokong is light and the clouds are calm.

"you!"

Even though he was used to going with the situation, Jiu Jianxian was still very upset to be so slighted by the other party.

"You can be proud of being able to support a hundred moves under this little monk. There are very few people in this world who can beat this little monk."

Jiumokong stood up and uttered wild words, but it felt like it was taken for granted.

"Insanity"

Jiu Jianxian pointed at each other and made a spear, and swiped across the sky.

I saw a silver sword glow piercing the air, as if to cut the void in half.

Jiumokong waved his hand and set up a sword shield ten feet wide, blocking the sharp sword.

However, half of Shilipo was cut off and turned into Wulipo. Countless sand and stones rolled down one after another, creating a spectacular scene.

Jiu Jianxian snorted coldly, stepped on the void, and traveled a thousand meters in an instant.

Jiumokong then rushed into the pitch-black sky.

"Yuan Shen Yu Jian"

"Yuan Shen Yu Jian"

The two used the same attack method.

The difference is that Jiumokong used a small golden sword, and Jiujianxian used the Jiuxian sword.

In just a few breaths, the sword qi of the two men's swords was vertical and horizontal, and the void was torn apart, revealing a large crack in the dark space.

Of course, this space crack is higher than the level of Shattered Void, and it is not too far away. The real opening of the space-time channel is one on the ground and the other on the sky.

Within dozens of miles around, no matter whether they were ordinary animals or spiritual animals, they all ran away with their heads in their arms. This is only on the premise that the two of them flew high enough, otherwise the damage would be even greater.

Fortunately, this area is in the wilderness, otherwise it would definitely cause a lot of civilian casualties.

On the Ten Mile Slope, Xiaotian planned to escape, struggled for a while, but failed, so he could only give up, and was submerged by the overwhelming mud and sand in a blink of an eye.

"When will the Taoist priest come?"

Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness fluctuated from the sand.

It turned out that he, like Shen Wang, also deliberately pretended to be ignorant.

In the void, the golden little sword and the Jiuxian sword collided countless times, and then returned.

"You secretly learned my Shushan's fencing skills?"

Jiu Jianxian questioned, his voice was like thunder.

"How could the matter of becoming a monk be regarded as stealing? When the little monk passed by Mount Shu, he just took a look at it from a distance and remembered it in his heart. If you want to blame it, you can only blame the little monk for being too talented."

Jiumokong was not ashamed, but rather proud.

"Ridiculous, you think that you are the number one in all ages, handsome, elegant, and wise as the sea, Cao Daochang, who can learn the art of fencing in no time, hum, Jiumokong, today, I will let you see the real fencing. fencing"

Jiu Jianxian's voice fell, and he performed the third form of Yujianshu, Wanjianjue.

"Boom!"

Countless sword qi spewed out of his body for nothing, purely composed of pure aura, each sword qi was about a foot long, and the blade shone with a terrifying cold light, which looked extremely sharp, as if it were real. like the dagger.

"Wan Jianjue, the little monk can also know it"

Jiumokong suddenly exposed the fact that he had secretly learned Shushan Yujian for a long time.

After all, other things are fine, Wan Jian Jue cannot be practiced overnight.

Boom, small swords composed of sword qi spewed out from his body, forming a dense network of attacking swords.The airtight space that envelops the surrounding hundreds of meters is completely devoid of life.

"Hmph, return the thousand swords, the Storm Stegosaurus."

Jiu Jianxian stepped forward with one step, and instantly swiped a hundred times with both hands in the air. The countless sword qi all over his surroundings, as if meeting his ancestors, all gathered behind him like a torrent, forming an extremely terrifying storm tornado.

Apparently, it was him who innovated on the basis of Wan Jian Jue.

Although he usually plays foolishly, it is undeniable that Jiu Jianxian is a supreme genius, otherwise it would be impossible to create such a super magic technique as the Dionysus Curse.

Boom, amidst the sky-shattering bang, the storm tornado pushed across.

"Young monks also earn money occasionally"

Facing the overwhelming attack of the Jiu Sword Immortal, Jiumokong's face remained unchanged, his monk robe bulged, and his two overly large and drooping ears fluttered in the wind. He stretched out his hands, surrounded by thousands of sword qi , gathered crazily, and finally gathered into an incomparably long giant sword, shaking the oppressive void.

At the moment when the storm tornado came, he slammed down.

"Boom!"

The gigantic sword, which was a thousand meters long and tens of meters wide, slashed on the tornado of the storm, and the sound soared into the sky, with an aura like thunder.

"Boom"

The seemingly violent and destructive storm tornado collapsed within less than half a stick of incense.

The incomparably surging giant sword, carrying the power of victory, slashed towards Jiu Jianxian.

"receive"

The Sword Immortal Jiu, who was sweating wildly, stretched out his hands, recalling the broken sword energy to block it, but everything seemed irreversible.

3000 m.

2000 m.

500 m.

The giant sword was as powerful as a bamboo, and it came to Jiu Jianxian.

"Sword of Heaven"

Jiu Jianxian spat out two words.

His whole body turned into a big golden sword, flowing with divine light, as if it was really a sword.

It turned out that he hadn't told Cao Yi the truth, he had mastered the fourth form of Yujianshu.

Boom, a huge crack was torn open above the dome, and the terrifying sword energy descended on Jiu Jianxian's golden sword.

The giant sword was scattered on the spot and turned into nothingness.

"puff"

Jiu Jianxian spat out a mouthful of blood, almost bursting into a void.

Feeling weak for a while, Jiu Jianxian fell to the ground.

It turned out that he didn't really master the fourth type of Heavenly Sword in Yujianshu, he just used it forcibly.

The huge crack above the dome suddenly disappeared, and the terrifying sword energy seemed to have never appeared.

Startled, Jiumokong looked at the sky for a while, but there was no movement. He looked away at the Jiujian Immortal who was about to fall to the ground, and said proudly: "I never thought that the unique knowledge of Shushan can only be brought into full play in the hands of the young monk."

boom!With a sound of impact, Jiu Xianxian fell to the ground, dust was flying up, Jiu Xianjian stuck in the ground for support, and barely fell to the ground.

"Shushan Sword Immortal and Sword Master, known as the double walls of the Middle Earth, the Sword Master avoids fighting instead of fighting. The Sword Immortal is simply a waste of fame."

Jiumokong's insolent voice floated in the void.

"Master can be said to have many good deeds"

A faint voice came from outside the sky.

Jiumokong suddenly turned around, his eyes sparkled, as if he wanted to break through all the illusions.

A trance-like figure came from the void, as if present and absent.

(End of this chapter)