Chapter 1018 Light Buddha
The golden stream scattered, and under the dazzling golden light, everyone watching the battle was dazzled by the light, and they could not see what was happening inside the light wall.
However, soon the golden light of the Demon Conqueror Mahamudra dimmed, and they could see a blue-black sword gang and a cold blue flame-shaped knife gang crossed in the air, cutting the Devil Conqueror Mahamudra into four parts.
The blue and black swords are cold and cold, and the cold blue swords are burning hot.
They destroyed the Mahamudra and continued to move forward, pressing towards a line.
The group shouted loudly, and the palms shot out in succession, and the golden gang palms slapped on the two sword gangs.
But the golden gang palms were cut open one after another, and in a very short time, two sword gangs had already arrived in front of a group.
A line of arms vibrated, and the golden qi lingered around the arms, all slamming on the two sword gangs.
Bang!
The knife gang was blasted apart, and the group was shaken to keep retreating. His left arm monk sleeve burned, and his right arm seemed to be covered with a layer of light blue-black thin ice.
The line that hit the wall of light quickly ran the True Essence in their bodies, only then did the cold blue flames stop burning and the blue-black thin ice melted.
Everyone looked at the chaotic line, and they were all silent for a while. The line that had forced Zhou Fan to face him head-to-head actually fell into a disadvantage. This is really...
"You have three kinds of swords?" A group of people looked at Zhou Fan and asked in a deep voice.
He knows that a martial artist can cultivate many kinds of qi, but there are usually two kinds, and three kinds of qi are too few.
"Actually it's just one type." Zhou Fan shook his head and said, he didn't lie, the essence was simulated by Wuji Dao Gang.
Kuai Dao Gang is inspired by the quick knife technique he has practiced, and it complements the quick knife technique even more.
The two sword gangs just now, one is the ghost sword gang and the other is the flaming sword gang. He has integrated the ghost qi and yanyang qi he has cultivated into the sword gang. The power has more than doubled.
But it is not as fast and agile as Kuai Dao Gang, it can be said to be a completely different Dao Gang.
"A kind of..." A line of silence, he really wanted to know how Zhou Fan did it, but this is undoubtedly peeping at the secrets of the warriors, which is very inappropriate, so he did not ask again.
"Do you want to continue?" Zhou Fan changed the subject.
Zhou Fan's meaning is obvious, if the team has all the skills, then this discussion will be meaningless.
"Of course you have to continue, a line of mage, don't admit defeat." Zhang Li Xiaohu said nervously: "I won, I'll invite you to dinner."
"Then this meal is quite expensive." Xiong Feixiu sneered.
Of course, Zhang Li Xiaohu's answer could not represent a line, and the line looked at Zhou Fan and sighed: "Donor Zhou is worthy of being the leader of the Class A class. It seems that it is impossible to win Donor Zhou by ordinary means. I have another trick. If Donor Zhou can resolve it, this time the little monk will lose again."
With a solemn expression on his face, he closed his eyes, and red-yellow flames escaped from his body. The flames on his body swayed slightly with the wind and quickly dispersed.
Zhou Fan was a little surprised, is this a technique or a martial art? However, he did not rush to shoot, but waited patiently.
A line of red-yellow light flames spread to the outside, and did not stop until six feet. Both eyes of the line were opened. At the moment of Vajra's anger, the light suddenly condensed into a two-armed light Buddha.
The Buddha's face was blurred, but the vajra and the stick in both hands were emitting dazzling red-yellow flames.
Among the people watching the battle quietly, Du Ni said to himself in shock: "Is this the Fudo Ming King of the Great Buddha Temple?"
"Those who see my body arouse bodhicitta, those who hear my name renounce evil and cultivate goodness, those who hear my Dharma gain great wisdom, and those who know my mind become Buddhas in their bodies." Xing Xing said softly, and the light Buddha made of red and yellow flames followed him. When he got up, the vajra and the treasured stick were condescending and struck at Zhou Fan.
In the whistling wind, Zhou Fan slashed out several knives.
Among them, there are not only the flaming swords with blue flames, the ghost swords with blue and black ghosts, and the thunder swords with flashing black thunder arcs. These three different swords collide with the Buddha's vajra and treasure stick. .
Chi, kara, bang and other different sounds sounded, bursts of explosions, black smoke curled up, and the wall of light that enveloped Zhou Fan and his party was covered by smoke and dust, Li Chungniang and the others could only faintly see all kinds of smoke. Various forces in the dust collide and collide.
It was not until the smoke and dust were blown away by the wind that they saw that the light Buddha made of red and yellow flames was still there, and Zhou Fan had already retreated to the light wall, with a purple gold shield in front of him blocking it.
The Vajra pestle and the treasure stick just fell on the Zijin Shield Gang and had to stop.
And the purple-gold shield was condensed by the purple-gold aura from the tip of the rusty knife.
The vajra pestle and treasured stick were raised, and the line in the red-yellow flame said in amazement, "How many kinds of qi have you cultivated?"
He has seen Zhou Fan use five kinds of swords.
"It's all said to be just one type." Zhou Fan chuckled lightly, the purple gold qi of the rust knife dissipated, retracted into the rust knife, and returned to Zhou Fan.
The Zijin Daogang was created by the fusion of Zijin Armor, a kind of defensive Daogang.
These knife gangs are powerful, and they are the combination of the power and gang qi that he is familiar with. It will not be very difficult to cultivate. What Zhou Xiaoxiao said made him burst out of inspiration, otherwise he would have to think of the infinite knife gang out of thin air, but there is no such thing as easy.
"What a strong Qi Gang segment." Xingyi praised again, he frowned slightly, and once again urged Guangfo to launch an attack.
His Fudo Mingwang has not been completely formed, and with his current strength, he cannot last for too long, so he can only fight quickly.
The vajra pestle and treasured stick fell like thunder, carrying the power of vajra anger.
Zhou Fan didn't take it hard, he ran around in the narrow space, dodging the attack of the Light Buddha.
"Could it be that Brother Zhou is trying to exhaust his energy?" Yelaitianxiang said in surprise.
"If you think like this, it's not that simple. The cage formed by one line of magic has little space. It's unrealistic to want to avoid it all the time." Zhang Li Xiaohu said anxiously. .
Of course, Zhou Fan didn't want to dodge all the time. He had already removed the German character knife from his back while dodging.
Zhou Fan snorted coldly, and the giant saber slashed out, with golden flying feathers spraying out from the giant saber.
This is not the Storm Feather Spirit, these golden flying feathers are more solid, more dazzling and gorgeous than the Storm Feather Spirit, the range is larger, and the damage is more terrifying, this is the Feather Sword Gang.
The Light Buddha, which the Thunder Blade Gang, Yan Dao Gang, and Ghost Dao Gang couldn't penetrate, was pierced into a sieve by the golden flying feathers.
Light Buddha's stalwart body was riddled with holes, turning into tiny red-yellow light particles and slowly dissipating.
A line of eyebrows knitted together, the Buddha of Light dissipated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the ground.
The semi-circular mask that enveloped the two of them dissipated.
"Are you all right?" Zhou Fan hurriedly asked.
The two were just discussing, but Zhou Fan didn't mean to kill a group.
A group of people looked at the blood he spat out on the ground, thinking that if those flying feathers with strong penetrating power came at him just now, he might be dead.
Apparently it was Zhou Fan who wanted Fei Yu to avoid him. Now that the outcome was already decided, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "It's the little monk who lost."