Buddha fairy tour

Chapter 176 White Jade Bone Spur
"You are that king-level boy who came here a few months ago, tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to break through to the emperor level in such a short period of time!" The elder monk glanced at the white robe, and laughed in harmony .

"I didn't expect the elder monk to remember the boy." Yeyue smiled slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said softly, "Yeyue came to disturb the elder in the middle of the night, and wanted to ask the elder for advice."

"Hehe, Mr. Yeyue, you are too humble. I can see that although you have only just broken through the imperial rank, your strength is no worse than those who have entered the imperial rank for decades or hundreds of years. It can be called The talent is excellent, how can I need a monk to give advice?" The elder monk blinked, but smiled and said that he didn't answer the question.

"Elder, you are too modest." Yeyue bowed her head and smiled lightly, narrowing her dark eyes slightly, suddenly kicked her toes on the ground, and a faint afterimage was left on the seat, from which the moonlight quietly through.

The figure appeared behind the elder Bhikkhu, with the middle and middle fingers of his right hand together, he poked out like lightning, and a golden sharp edge pierced fiercely at the vest.

The old man raised his eyebrows lightly, and flicked the withered fingers of the elder bhikkhu, a strand of silver lightning flashed out, struck the golden light in the middle, and bounced it out.

The figure spun lightly, Yeyue fell to the ground, shook her numb fingers, and said with a light smile: "Bhikkhu Elder is so strong, how about we have a formal fight."

While speaking, what followed was the frenzied fighting spirit, and the faint golden immortal energy enveloped his hands, "The boy has just entered the emperor's rank, please give me some advice from the elder bhikkhu."

The old bhikkhu narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a moment, and said softly: "You are not afraid that I will keep you here. You must know that you are a human being, and the orcs and humans have always been at odds. There is an extra emperor-level powerhouse of the human race. There is a great threat to the future of the family."

"Hey, whether you can keep it or not depends on the ability of the elders." Yeyue smiled, her figure swayed slightly, and disappeared on the spot again, ten sharp golden rays shot out from her fingers, Fiercely stabbed at the vital parts of the monk's body.

Staring at the ten cold golden lights, the elder bhikkhu's withered palms formed a few strange knots in front of him, and his lips squirmed slightly.

Just when the ten golden lights were about to stab the elder monk's body, a burst of blue light suddenly appeared in the void, and all the golden lights were blocked.

Yeyue raised her brows. The bhikkhu's strength was indeed strong. The ten sword glows that she used to refer to the sword were blocked so easily. Emperor-level powerhouses are much more tyrannical.

Yeyue smiled lightly, this is interesting, it seems that the combat state of this strong man from another world should not be underestimated.

The figure jumped again, and the golden light drew a mysterious arc in the void, intersecting out in a chain, the space on both sides of the elder monk was blocked, and a sharp golden light went straight to the monk.

Feeling the biting cold, the bhikkhu slightly raised his eyes, turned his withered palm slightly, and a huge jade staff made of white bones flashed out, with a sharp white jade bone spur on the top of the staff.

"Ding" The golden sword light collided with the white bone staff fiercely, splashing sparks.

The attack was blocked, Yeyue's face remained unchanged, her body swayed, and she started to move at a ghostly speed. The golden light drew a dazzling arc in the room, and pierced the monk's vital parts in a deliberate manner.

Although Yeyue's speed is like a ghost, but the bhikkhu did not show the slightest panic because of this, the bone staff always moved quickly and stopped the cold golden glow one step ahead, so that it could not enter half an inch.

In addition to defending, the sharp bone spurs still had the strength to attack Yeyue, blocking her ghostly speed for a while.

In the simple earthen house, the sword energy was flying horizontally and the lightning was flying, and it seemed to be extremely chaotic. However, although the battle inside the house was fierce, there was no movement outside the earthen house, not even the sound of a slight collision. Even the guards who patrolled past didn't feel a little bit wrong.

After half a sound, Yeyue and Bhikkhu stopped at the same time.

With a faint smile, Yeyue said: "The warm-up is over, let's fight with your real strength."

The elder monk nodded.

The momentum of the two is constantly rising.

The magnificent showdown between the emperor and the emperor is about to start, Yeyue VS Bhikkhu, which one is stronger and weaker?
The body was slightly sideways, and an afterimage was left behind, and the bone sharp thorns slashed across, crushing it.

The golden light flashed, ten streaks of golden cold, mercilessly slashed towards the monk's forehead, and when the golden light was about to arrive, a fine lightning net suddenly appeared, intercepting it, the white bone stick Without the slightest hesitation, he slammed into the empty void behind him.

"Ding" a white robe faintly emerged, a golden light on the fingertips pointed directly at the back of the bhikkhu, but was blocked by the white bone staff.

The bone spur was lifted lightly, and a current flowed along it, quickly attacking the white robe.

Brows raised slightly, the white robe let out a low shout, and the golden energy surged out, instantly breaking the tiny electric current completely, the figure swayed slightly, and the figure stood straight in front of the elder monk.

"Elder Bhikkhu really deserves to be in the lineage of protecting the country. His strength is so tyrannical. I'm afraid you have already touched the threshold of the imperial peak." Yeyue flicked her slender fingers, and a ray of golden light flashed, instantly covering that The residual electric current on the finger was driven away, and he raised his head and chuckled.

"Hehe, Mr. Yeyue has won the prize. There are not many hidden and strong people in the world. There is still a long way to go for the bhikkhu." The elder bhikkhu nodded and smiled kindly.

Suddenly, the two shot at the same time.

The second form of the sky-breaking hand, "Heavenly Ji Style"!
The violent palm force was like a stormy sea, but the range was controlled extremely well, and he rushed straight towards the monk.

The bhikkhu was surprised for a moment. This kid doesn't use a "sword", but his attack power is not inferior. Generally, a strong man who uses a sword, if he lacks a sword, can display at least seven achievements in his strength, which is not bad, but Yeyue's Not only did the power not weaken, but it seemed to be getting stronger, how could this make the monk not surprised.

While surprised, the bhikkhu was not idle at the same time, the bone spur staff kept his body airtight, and all the palm strength was dispelled.

Indoors, the figures of the two kept tumbling.The cyan real wind blade swung from between the bone spur staff made deep marks on the earth wall with magic defense.

Faced with the monk's fierce attack, Yeyue did not show any signs of depression. Senhan's golden light drew a tricky arc during this flip, stabbing at the vital parts of the monk's body.

In the earthen house, gold and dark green shot out continuously, bringing up a raging energy storm, colliding and annihilating at the same time.

A golden light streaked across the void, intercepting the sharp edge of the bone spur staff, Yeyue's left hand made fingers, and the golden sword light burst out, stabbing fiercely at the monk's chest.

With a wave of his hand, three cyan wind blades struck Yeyue through the air, forcing Yeyue to turn sideways to defend, the monk disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when he reappeared, he was behind Yeyue, shining with white jade The bone spurs of light stabbed fiercely at Yeyue.

The bone spur passed straight through Yeyue's body, but it turned out to be an afterimage left behind.

The bhikkhu turned around sharply, and swept the bone spur staff back to block a burst of cold golden light.

Up to now, this fierce battle has been almost equal. In Yeyue's dark eyes, there is a slight heat, and the sleeves are gently closed, and countless golden sword lights burst out in an instant.

(End of this chapter)