Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect the two golden lotuses to be so powerful and so exquisite.

The two golden lotuses seemed to have intelligence, as agile as snakes and as fast as lightning. If it were me, I would never be able to avoid them.

The Feixue Twin Swords still advanced and retreated in this situation, entangled with the two golden lotuses. It turned out that the previous victory was not a fluke, but a real skill that was not as good as mine.

However, they could also see that the situation was over. The Feixue Twin Swords would definitely lose. The suspense was just a few more moves.

The Feixue Twin Swords were forced to be in a dilemma, while the two monks of the Great Miaolian Temple looked calm and at ease.

This comparison made it clear who would win and who would lose.

The Feixue Twin Swords would lose sooner or later, it was just a matter of early or late.

"Turn again!" Zhou Yu said softly.

Zhou Yang nodded.

The sword momentum of the two suddenly changed, from dense to open and close, and the cold light burst out at an extremely fast speed.

"Ding Ding..." Two golden lotuses suddenly appeared and stood in mid-air.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..." In an instant, more than a dozen swords had already cut into the two golden lotuses. The originally solid golden lotuses began to tremble, and the golden light flickered.

The sword shadows in the sky disappeared suddenly, and the two swords slowly pierced the two golden lotuses.

"Ding! Ding!"

In the clear sound, the two golden lotuses changed from solid to virtual, slowly faded, and then "pop" disappeared with two sounds.

"Huh?"

"Awesome! Awesome!"

Everyone exclaimed.

They knew that these two golden lotuses were condensed from dozens of golden lotuses, which must contain amazing power.

Originally, it was thought that Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu would definitely lose. There was nothing they could do with these two lotuses, just like a cat chasing a mouse, and they would eventually lose to them.

Unexpectedly, the two actually destroyed the two golden lotuses.

The two monks looked pale, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, their eyes flashed with golden light, and their momentum was amazing.

It was like two huge Buddha statues rising from the ground, majestic and majestic, like the golden Buddha statues in the main hall, which made people inexplicably feel awe.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu's momentum became lighter and lighter, as if they were integrated with the surroundings, and their momentum was almost unnoticeable.

The two sides formed a very sharp contrast.

"Amitabha!" The two monks slowly chanted the Buddha's name and put their palms together.

A ball of golden light lit up from their palms, and their palms seemed to become transparent. You can clearly see a ball of golden light in the palms slowly jumping, as if the flames were burning.

The two gently pushed their palms, and the golden flame flew out and floated lightly towards Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu did not retreat but advanced, facing the flames, and the clear sword light was like two waterfalls hanging in front of the golden flames.

The golden flames silently passed the sword light and continued to fly towards them.

They moved their bodies and then waved their swords. The sword light continued to stop the golden flames, but they were still ignored by the golden flames.

They retreated again and again, but they could do nothing about the golden flames, so they had to dodge.

"Real or fake!" Zhou Yu said softly.

"Om..." The sword suddenly became faint, as if it disappeared into the void, and the clear sword shadow disappeared.

Then there were two "chi chi" whistles, and the two golden flames were stirred by invisible forces, turning into dozens of streams of light that burst in all directions.

The sword light disappeared, but these streams of light disappeared one by one in front of Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.

Everyone's eyes widened.

First there were small golden lotuses, more and more, and then they condensed into two, and then there were two golden flames.

The Great Golden Lotus Fist of the Great Miaolian Temple is really mysterious.

I couldn't even block the small golden lotus in front, let alone the two lotuses behind, and the two golden flames behind were even more mysterious.

And the Feixue double swords could actually block them one by one, which is really well-deserved. The masters of the six major sects were not wronged.

"Amitabha!" The two middle-aged monks chanted the Buddha's name again, and the golden streams of light were completely annihilated and broken by Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu again.

Xu Qingluo practiced the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, and her spirit was strong. She was best at this kind of change between yin and yang and reality.

Therefore, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu were very good at breaking this kind of change between yin and yang and reality, and they were very handy.

For ordinary masters, this has already gone beyond the scope of martial arts, as if martial arts could not break it.

The two middle-aged monks were also very surprised to see this situation.

They have profound Buddhist teachings, and through long-term meditation, their spirits are pure, so they have practiced the Great Golden Lotus Fist to perfection, and the yin and yang are born, and the yin and yang are born, mastering the power that the world can hardly imagine.

When ordinary martial arts masters encounter this kind of power, it is a dimensionality reduction attack, and no matter how strong the martial arts are, they can't resist it.

They never thought that Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, at such a young age, could actually resist such power.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu looked at the two middle-aged monks with disappointment: "Master, is this all you have? It's useless to us."

"Amitabha!" The two middle-aged monks clasped their hands together, looked at each other, and said in a deep voice: "Let's learn from you in person."

After they said that, a ball of golden light surged out of their clasped palms again, as if a flame was burning.

In the blink of an eye, the ball of fire began to wander, quickly circling their bodies, and finally spread all over their bodies.

It seemed as if they were wearing a layer of golden flame clothes.

The golden flame jumped and burned on the surface of his body, blazing like a torch, exuding an amazing momentum.

Everyone couldn't help but retreat to avoid being touched by the golden flame. They felt the danger.

This golden flame exuded a deadly threat.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu stepped forward and looked at the two middle-aged monks.

Previously, they activated the golden flame, but now they directly turned themselves into golden flames. It seems that they have shown their real ability.

The two middle-aged monks bathed in the golden flames, solemnly clasped their hands together again, and suddenly clapped them out at an incredibly fast speed.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..." The two middle-aged monks turned into two balls of golden light and attacked wildly, forcing Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu to retreat continuously, swinging their long swords.

The golden flames slowly touched the long swords, spread upward along the long swords, and finally approached the sword hilt and touched their palms.

They tried to drive away the flames, but they couldn't do it.

They ignored the two people's aura, even if they used sword intent and sword aura, they still couldn't drive them away, and could only watch them drill into their bodies.

"Forget it." Zhou Yu shook his head gently: "We lost."

Because next, it will trigger the Supreme Golden Light Mantra, which can directly drive away these golden flames.

Zhou Yang nodded: "Defeated."

The two floated back and appeared ten meters away at an incredibly fast speed, clasping their hands and saying: "The two masters won."

The two middle-aged monks stopped, bathed in the golden flames, and looked at the two people with complicated expressions.

They felt that Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu had given up too easily, as if they did not have a strong desire to win.

This really shouldn't happen.

You know, at their age, when they are pursuing fame the most, how could they give up so easily?

But they did.

Zhou Yang said: "The Great Golden Lotus Fist is well-deserved, I admire it!"

He shook his wrist, and the long sword and wrist were still burning with golden flames, as if it would never stop.

Zhou Yu said: "The two masters have profound cultivation, and we are not as good as them."

"Amitabha!" The two middle-aged monks did not feel happy about winning at all.

At this age, they can practice to this level, with excellent swordsmanship and profound cultivation, and they are the first among the younger generation.

Even not only the younger generation, but also among their own generation, it is rare to be able to match them.

After all, the two of them have a unique talent for the Great Golden Lotus Fist, and they can only get to this point by relying on the Great Golden Lotus Fist to improve their cultivation.

There are not many people in the temple who can compare with them, and almost all of them are not worldly. Fortunately, they did not come to challenge the Great Miaolian Temple before, otherwise the Great Miaolian Temple would also be defeated.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu suddenly raised their palms and hit each other's backs. With a dull bang, a flash of golden light, and the golden flames on their swords and wrists were annihilated.

"We'll take our leave." The two returned their swords to their sheaths, clasped their hands together, and turned to leave.

The two middle-aged monks stared at them in a daze.