Super Golden Eye

Master Jicuo slowly stepped forward: "Remember your promise."

Fang Yang's gaze stayed on Master Jicuo, and saw him stop three steps in front of him, and slowly said, "Are you really going to do it with me?"

Guru Jicuo said in a raw tone: "I have no choice but to watch the Miaoyuan Temple, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, be ruined in my hands."

Fang Yang felt the pressure from Master Jicuo, and the blood in his body was boiling over:

"I have long heard that Tantric exercises are incredibly powerful. I just learned a lesson or two today. Let me go!"

"You won't be disappointed."

Guru Jicuo didn't know what Qian Rang was. Before he could finish his words, he made a seal with his hands. The whole hand turned red and he stamped on Fang Yang's body severely.

Fang Yang added seven times the speed to himself, only to escape the blow dangerously and dangerously.

He only heard two sounds of "puffpuff~~", the thick marble pillar not far behind him was actually knocked out of two transparent holes by the strong straight air!

Such a powerful offensive power, no wonder there are rumors in the community that it is said that the world's most destructive exercises, the Tantric exercises, are definitely in the top three!

Don't look at Fang Yang's body now seems to be very powerful, but if it is beaten by this, it will definitely be uncomfortable! The only fly in the ointment is that the speed is too slow, and the previous process of accumulating power is too long, otherwise there is no guarantee of sufficient power.

Despite this, Fang Yang's eyes became brighter, and he couldn't help but praised: "Awesome! It's really amazing, it really deserves its reputation! Come again!"

"Huh!" I didn't expect that my own energy-storing blow would have no effect. Guru Jicuo's face was also a bit unbearable, and the shape of his hand changed again, and he continued to print to Fang Yang!

Fang Yang increased his speed to eight times, and was basically able to dodge Jituo's attacks relatively freely. He was not in a hurry to fight back, but flickered in a small space.

Those who are interested can find that although Fang Yang looks embarrassed, his eyes are full of excitement, his eyes flashing with pale golden light.

Of course, Zhu Xing couldn't see the truth. He thought that Fang Yang was beaten by Master Jicuo without the strength to fight back. His expression was relaxed:

"As I said, his luck can't always be so good. With Master Jicuo, he can get rid of this confidant in advance and make a fortune."

Compared with Zhu Xing’s optimism, Zhu Yueling faintly felt something was wrong: “Dad, don’t you feel something is too abnormal?

Even if it is the strength of Guru Jicuo, since Fang Yang has fought against a master of the heavens before, he will definitely not have the slightest strength to fight back, right?

Look again, more than a dozen rounds have passed, Fang Yang just looked a little embarrassed, but he was not injured, indicating that the attack of Guru Jituo did not pose much threat to him! "

Zhu Xing waved his hand: "At least the scene has the upper hand now, and now hold on to it, it won't necessarily be the case in a while. As long as you hit him, I will send him to the west!"

Zhu Yueling is also the strength of the early stage of the tier, although she is not a number among these people, she still understands the truth.

Thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing wrong, so I stopped insisting, watching the fight in the field carefully, and my heart was still very nervous.

Not only Zhu Xing and his daughter looked awkward, but Ji Cuo was also very depressed. Obviously this guy in front of him is far worse than himself, but he is like a loach, very slippery.

It was a little bit back, but I always slipped my feet. I twisted my body and avoided it. I just couldn't fight!

Master Jicuo’s tantric big mudra is the most aggressive exercise method. He has been cyclically hitting three times and has not yet seen the work. He was a little uncomfortable, and shouted angrily:

"I only know that you are hiding, not at all! If you have the ability to fight hard with me, you can be considered a man!"

Under the simulation of the Super Golden Eye, Fang Yang has learned all the operation routes of Tantric Mahamudra.

The reason why I didn't fight back just now was because I was constantly simulating and practicing in the body, so as not to make any deviations in my own use.

Unexpectedly, Master Jicuo cooperated so well that he used it three times in a row! If you still can't learn this way, Fang Yang feels sorry for him!

Confirming that his infuriating energy is exactly the same as that of Guru Jicuo, and that the Tantric Mahamudra successfully learned secretly, Fang Yang felt extremely comfortable:

"Am I a man, but you can change it with a single word. Besides, the dignified master of the heavenly ranks, let me fight with you with the strength of the ground rank. Don't you want to face it?"

Guru Jicuo strongly argued: "If we get off the court, then we will fight fairly, and there is no such thing as high or low strength!"

"Haha, good point!" Fang Yang was amused by Master Jicuo's words: "Since you want to see my strength, then I will fulfill you!

Do you know why I didn't fight back just now? Because I feel that your practice is exactly the same as mine, but it's just for verification. "

Master Jicuo's eyes widened: "What did you say?! Could you also have my Tantric Mahamudra?"

Fang Yang disdainfully said: "What does it mean? I would have been fine? I don't remember when I met the big mudra of Tantric Buddhism."

Guru Jicuo said: "You nonsense! If you really have the same big mudra like me, then I would rather do it for you! If you can't, then you have to die!"

"You are too confident! You want me to die, you don't have the strength yet! Didn't you just play well? Then you also took me a big handprint!"

After Fang Yang finished speaking, he knotted his hands and patted his chest with a big handprint exactly like Ji Cuo!

"What?! This is impossible!" Ji Cuo's face changed sharply, and he drew back: "Impossible, you really would!"

"Hmph, just be a treasure by yourself! I don't usually want to use this kind of exercise very much. Since you want to see it, then come again!"

Fang Yang also wanted to experiment with the power of this kind of big mudra. He firmly strengthened his hands and kept taking pictures of the nine types of big mudra.

Every time I typed a large handwriting, Master Jicuo’s face became ugly. When all the nine-type large mudra were printed, Master Jicuo’s face showed a look of ecstasy and joy!

With a ‘pump’, Guru Jicuo stopped hitting, and knelt directly on the ground. He threw himself into his body and gave a pious gift: "Respected Zhugu, your servant has finally found you!"

Such a weird change made everyone stunned, and Fang Yang himself was dumbfounded: "Which one are you singing? Can you still fight?"

Guru Jicuo still worshiped on the ground in a five-body posture, and his voice became more and more respectful: "Respected Zhugu, please forgive your servant, he did not intend to offend your majesty."

Fang Yang was a little helpless, Master Jicuo seemed to have suddenly fallen into a demon.

Turning his head to look at the father and daughter of the boss Zhu's with their mouths open next to him: "Hey, will you two explain to me what is going on? Do you want to fight?"

Zhu Xing was also inexplicable and said anxiously: "Master Jicuo, what's wrong with you? He is your enemy! As long as you kill him, then I promise you what I promise to do!"

"Boom~" Master Jicuo took Zhu Xing aside with a palm of his hand. Fortunately, there were a few advanced masters behind him, and his own strength was not weak, so he took a life.

Looking at Zhu Xing, who was lying on the ground like pale gold, Master Jicuo said coldly: "Anyone who questioned and threatened Zhugu will be punished!"