Yusha

Chapter 230 Swing away the deadly land with a punch (one more!)

In the same place, Chu Weiyang Tai put half of his mind in the internal vision, in order to stimulate the movement of Dao and Dharma, and constantly absorb the vitality and aura from all directions, making up for the loss of mana.

And in the stands on all sides, the silent atmosphere still continued, and it became more and more silent, as if it would last for a long time.

They looked as if they were overwhelmed by Chu Weiyang's victory, as if shocked by successive victories.

But everyone understands that this is not the case. There are shocks, but not necessarily admiration.

It was even more embarrassing and embarrassing while riding a tiger with uncertainty.

A scum that came out of the mud won three consecutive victories in the fighting skills of the Tianjiao Daozi. While lamenting Chu Weiyang's talent, almost everyone would subconsciously think about a question——

What kind of Tianjiao Daoist would be defeated by such a loose cultivator.

Then they discovered that all three of them were disciples of the Xuan family's most prosperous sect, and what's more, they all had certain rifts with Chu Weiyang.

Several monks from the Yuan Sect stood up and sat back on the lotus platform. They seemed to be deliberately expressing their opinions in this way, expressing the attitude that the Yuan Sect would not take action easily in the future.

They seem to be watching the jokes of Taoists from the Taoist sect, how many more people are there, and in what way, they will be defeated by a casual cultivator of Yuanmen sect!

This so-called Taoist of the Five Poisons has already won three games, and no casual cultivator can do the same thing, stronger than Lu Beihai, even before this orderly performance, he was almost pushed into the dust by Jin Guan rubbed hard.

The current achievements of Taoists of the Five Poisons are already a luxury prestige for casual cultivators, and they are the acme and absolute pinnacle under some kind of invisible barriers!

But, it's time to stop there!

Must win!

You have to be sure to win!
At this moment, almost all the Taoists of the Xuan family felt similar emotions of "same hatred and hatred". people, but are not actually part of them.

They are divided by identity.

But all the monks will not be dazzled by it. Chu Weiyang's way and method, and his thunder method are enough to teach all the monks what to focus on.

Therefore, in the silent silence, there is a raging undercurrent flowing among the Taoists of the Xuan family, and they communicate silently.

For a long time, until a long time later.

When Chu Weiyang cultivated his energy to the peak state through continuous absorption of spiritual energy, meditative contemplation, he looked at the long-silent grandstand once again, as if he had been belatedly aware of it.

"I don't know if there is another Taoist who wants to come to the altar to teach?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Chu Weiyang spoke, he bit the sound of the word "Daozi" hard.

Finally, like a stone being thrown on a calm lake, layers of ripples spread out.

In the silent surrounding stands, there were finally subtle noises gradually.

But before the noisy voice dissipated, Chu Weiyang suddenly saw a ray of light transpiring from the crowd in the same place.

Swish-!
The sound of piercing the air came to the front, and when Chu Weiyang looked intently, it was a female monk in a plain robe standing in front of him.

But looking carefully at the person in front of him, Chu Weiyang frowned slightly.

It's so weird, it's been so long since he came to the banquet, yet he seems to have just discovered that there is such a person.

In fact, when Chu Weiyang recalled carefully, this person had actually appeared in his field of vision on many occasions, but, very strangely, the pictures in these memories They taught Chu Weiyang to ignore this person.

What's more, even if this person stood in front of Chu Weiyang at this time, and taught Chu Weiyang to see clearly at a glance, but when he went back to his mind and memory to think about it, he still felt that there was a layer of clouds and mist covering him. Fat, thin, beautiful and ugly, Chu Weiyang couldn't tell, but seeing that white color, it seemed to be the only appearance of this person.

"The poor way to Ming Palace, Meng Huaizhen."

Almost at the next flickering moment when the voice fell, the buzzing sound of the spiritual light had already dropped from the mysterious light shield.

Then, under Chu Weiyang's gaze, he clearly never saw a single movement of Meng Huaizhen, not even the slightest swaying in the wide sleeve robe, but if a bit of spiritual light disintegrated into dust, in an instant, he was on the spot Li Menghuaizhen's figure seemed to collapse.

In just an instant, 36 plain figures surrounded Chu Weiyang's figure from all directions.

Some were so close that the strong wind began to blow on Chu Weiyang's skin, causing a tingling sensation; some were as hazy and distant as the end of the world, and Chu Weiyang's vision could not be locked.

During the complicated changes in this instant, Chu Weiyang only felt a certain kind of air and energy intertwined on the altar of death similar to Wuji's seal pattern, but it was different from the Earth Master's method, and it never seemed so round. Rong, but extremely obscure.

This is using the Tiangang method to control the magnetic power of the Yuan!

Almost instantly, when Chu Weiyang had such a thought, there was already a glimmer of light between Chu Weiyang's brows.

The majestic madness shone around Chu Weiyang's body, and the invisible fireworks seemed to be burning the surrounding air, and the fiery surges from the blood flowed continuously in all directions.

But when those 36 figures with the implication of stepping on the sky fall into the hole photo of Chu Weiyang's divine sense, what Chu Weiyang sensed is almost exactly the same aura and aura.

He couldn't detect the truth and the false.

For the first time, Chu Weiyang was completely at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.

But in the face of an opponent like Meng Huaizhen, in many cases, being at a disadvantage means worse results.

Sure enough, in the next moment, when a ray of magnetic magic light emerged from Chu Weiyang's side, and a certain figure seemed to move with it, because he had no way of knowing the reality, Chu Weiyang chose to use all his strength almost instantly. be on guard.

A thought is born, and all the talismans are revealed!
64 Taiyin Thunder Seal Talismans hang beside Chu Weiyang. The seal runes interweave and resonate with each other, changing momentarily. It is even hard to tell that it is a round canopy, or something like an anise. tortoise shell.

But everything fell into emptiness.

The Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, the figure that moved with it, and even Chu Weiyang's defense itself all fell into the void.

In the next moment, a severe tingling sensation came from the other side of Chu Weiyang's body!
The same Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, the same body shape that moves with it!
Everything is like looking at each other in mirrors, what is empty is real, and what is real is empty.

Like a sharp blade, the divine light pierced Chu Weiyang's arm in an instant, and as the divine light circled around, bright red blood splashed and sprinkled from the sky.

sprinkle...

Ok?
At this time, it was Meng Huaizhen who noticed a little disharmony.

Why is it that there is blood hanging in the sky, but it never seems to hang down?
Just when Meng Huaizhen's thoughts turned to this flash, Chu Weiyang's arm, which was originally torn apart by the divine light, seemed to have never been injured at all, and it was because Meng Huaizhen's thoughts were flowing In a blink of an eye, it suddenly rose violently!
"too close!"

In that flash, Meng Huaizhen seemed to hear Chu Weiyang's calm voice.

Meng Huaizhen wanted to get out of the dark moment, but at this moment, Chu Weiyang raised his arms and stretched them out again, as swiftly as if he was blessed by the light. When he looked again, amidst the bloody light, In every strand of qi and blood, there are one after another complete seal patterns that seem like thunder seals of the lunar eclipse.

At the moment when the energy envelops Meng Huaizhen from all directions, the mysterious thunder that circles invisible is like a rope, imprisoning Meng Huaizhen in the mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the palm wrapped in invisible blood flames fell, and amidst the emptiness and distorted fireworks, the dark light of the real Xuanlei appeared. The same knuckles slammed onto Meng Huaizhen's neck.

Accompanied by the surge of Qi and blood, Chu Weiyang's thin and well-proportioned figure suddenly swelled and burly at this time. At first glance, it was Chu Weiyang's arms raised high, pinching Meng Huaizhen's neck, and slamming her Lifted in mid-air, almost at the same time, 64 Taiyin thunder spells came suddenly, this time, like a tortoise shell, Meng Huaizhen was imprisoned.

Half suspended in the air, the blood-colored black thunder fell down, lashing down like a whip. This time, there was really bright red blood falling down.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang twisted his figure, and jumped up suddenly, like a madman, and the midair was full of afterimages that looked like he was riding a light.

When he looked again, Chu Weiyang slammed his bent knee into Meng Huaizhen's qi sea dantian fiercely, raised his other arm, and the tip of his elbow also showed, and rushed straight to Meng Huaizhen's forehead!

Between the lightning and the stone fire, Meng Huaizhen's figure was struggling violently, and the almost infinite Yuanmagnetic divine light surged continuously from the restraint of the 64 lunar thunder spells. There were fine wounds on his arms.

But these are just a drop in the bucket in front of Chu Weiyang's majestic Qi and blood.

As a result, as more blood light appeared, streaks of blood-colored thunder struck down, turning back into wounds on Meng Huaizhen's body.

Not to mention, at this time Chu Weiyang was holding Meng Huaizhen's neck tightly, and pulled his arm back forcefully, almost as if he was pressing Meng Huaizhen's head, trying to bump her eyebrows into Chu Weiyang's elbow!
It's just that in this sudden, what shattered at the tip of Chu Weiyang's elbow first was not the Yuanmagnet Divine Light, the flash of the Xuanlei Cave Light, and the majestic Qi and blood appeared together, and the same amount of energy appeared in the fireworks. The boiling thunder was smashed by Chu Weiyang's thunder light at the moment when the spiritual light of the Judgment altar appeared!

boom--!
The sound of the bumping of the forehead and the tips of the elbows overlapped with the sound of the bumping of Qi Haidantian and the knees, and sounded at the same time.

In an instant, Meng Huaizhen's aura of cultivation suddenly became dispirited and chaotic, but she had lost all energy to sort out these things, and when the impact sound was still echoing, she had already fainted.

But fortunately, it was just fainting.

At this moment, holding the compass, Zhang Du's palms were almost sweating.

At that moment just now, Chu Weiyang really had a chance to kill Meng Huaizhen!

In the same place, with a flick of his wrist, Meng Huaizhen, who looked like a rag doll, was thrown out of the death altar by Chu Weiyang.

It was only half suspended in the air, and before Meng Huaizhen's body fell, she had already woken up from a coma, wrapped in a white aura in the same place, and when she looked again, Meng Huaizhen's feet did not touch the ground, and she flew away directly to perform the spell Dao Palace, went straight to the sea.

At some point, the surrounding area was once again completely silent.

This time, Chu Weiyang beat him into complete silence!

(End of this chapter)