"Huang Shang, you did well!" The sweeping monk turned to look at Huang Shang. His domineering aura and monstrous demonic qi made Huang Shang feel suffocated!
"Thank you for your praise, Senior!"
Huang Chang was secretly shocked when she saw the demonic Qi rolling in the sky.
This sweeping monk…
Could it be that he had already entered the demonic path?
What exactly could make a benevolent and virtuous monk who was born in Buddhism and had lived in seclusion in Southern Shaolin for hundreds of years to become a devil?
However, whether he became a devil or not did not have much to do with him.
"Ancestor?" The Emperor of Huizong called out to the ancestor in yellow uneasily.
"It's fine, Your Majesty. For a half-step Martial Immortal like Senior, the country is not attractive at all!”Patriarch Yellow, who knew what the Hui Sect was thinking, explained softly.
"That's good!" Only then did Huizong relax. He looked at Wang Yuyan with a cold smile!
It was this woman who had made him unable to eat or sleep for so many days!
Now that there's an expert making a move, let's see how long you can be arrogant for!
"Hand over the phoenix blood and I will spare your life!”In the sky, the sweeping monk looked down arrogantly at Wang Yuyan.
"Sweeping Monk?"
"You're the one from the Southern Shaolin Temple?”Wang Yuyan calmly looked at the devil-like sweeping monk. The strange phenomenon that filled the sky seemed to have no effect on her at all.
"You recognize me?" The sweeping monk was a little surprised.
"No, I heard him mention that you are the number one expert in the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties!”Wang Yuyan said softly, as if she was immersed in her memories.
"But from the looks of it now, it's just so-so!”
"You are not my match!"
"Hahaha!" The sweeping monk seemed to have heard a huge joke.""I have converted to Buddhism for half a year and haven't traveled in the martial arts world. I didn't expect the young people of the Nine Provinces to be more arrogant than the last!”
"Forget it. Since you're unwilling to hand over the phoenix blood, I'll kill you myself and take your blood!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the world turned cold, and endless killing intent enveloped the Northern Song Imperial City!
A huge palm descended from the sky. It was one of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques, the Merciful Thousand Leaves Palm!
The Buddhist martial arts, which was originally named after compassion, was now in the hands of the sweeping monk. The murderous aura soared into the sky. The demonic aura surged, and it seemed to be entangled with countless vengeful souls. If it was a martial arts grandmaster with a weaker mind, he would have been entangled by the demonic thoughts and fallen into the demonic path before the palm technique could reach him.
Seeing this, the yellow-clothed ancestor hurriedly knocked out the Emperor of Huizong, who was affected by the palm technique, without saying a word. Then, he carried Huizong and retreated a few miles. Only then did he continue to watch the battle with lingering fear.
"This is the power of a half-step Martial Immortal!"
"If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to withstand this palm wind!”
"It's useless!" Wang Yuyan shook her head unhurriedly. She soared through the air and walked step by step into the air!
The palm technique was blocked by two invisible protective true qi, and it slowly dissipated without causing any ripples.
"What?!"
"Half-step Martial Immortal!"
Huang Shang was shocked and blurted out subconsciously. Only a half-step Martial Immortal could resolve a palm technique at the peak of the half-step Martial Immortal Realm so easily!
He looked at Wang Yuyan's young face again.
Hiss!
Huang Shang did not know what to say.
Wasn't he too young?
In the sky, the sweeping monk looked at Wang Yuyan with a hint of fear on his face.
"Kekeke!"
"I was wondering why you were so arrogant!”
"I underestimated you before!”
"However, I have already reached this realm a hundred years ago!”
"Next, I'm going to be serious!”With that, the sweeping monk revealed a cruel smile.
In an instant, the sky was filled with demonic shadows. They all had different postures, and countless attacks drowned Wang Yuyan.
Mocco Finger!
Prajna Zen Palm!
Formless Finger of Calamity!
Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!
Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm!
Shaolin Arhat Fist!
The moment he attacked, he used more than ten Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate skills. After immersing himself in them for more than a hundred years, the sweeping monk's Shaolin martial arts had long reached the peak of perfection. He even faintly surpassed his predecessors and had the intention of coming out of his own style.
Murong Bo, who had also mastered the 72 Ultimate Skills, was like a beginner in front of the sweeping monk!
However, no matter what kind of Buddhist martial arts it was, in his hands, demonic qi surged and killing intent was dense.
It was like a demonic cultivation technique!
The demonic shadows that filled the sky could no longer be distinguished whether they were fists or palms. With fingers or claws!
Wang Yuyan did not dodge or dodge. She just floated in the air and allowed the countless attacks to land on her!
A sneer appeared on the sweeping monk's face. Decades ago, he had a brief spar with Xiaoyao Zi, who was also at the Half-Step Martial Celestial Stage. When faced with his incomparably fierce Shaolin Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, Xiaoyao Zi only dared to dodge with Lightness Skill and did not dare to face it!
Moreover, now that he had fallen into the demonic path, he had countless sinister and vicious backup plans.
This junior actually dared to…
The next second, the cold smile on the sweeping monk's face froze.
Countless attacks landed on the opponent's protective Genuine Qi. The sweeping monk's intuition was like a clay ox entering the sea. No matter how he mobilized his Genuine Qi, he could not break through the opponent's protective Genuine Qi!
"This…"
"This is impossible!" The sweeping monk cried out in shock!
"You can't even break my Dual Qi Stream, so how can you steal the phoenix blood?”Wang Yuyan's gentle voice sounded. When it fell into the ears of the sweeping monk, it sounded like the most vicious mockery.
The sweeping monk, who was already possessed, instantly lost his mind!
The rolling Devil Qi immediately boiled, and endless Devil Qi gathered in the hands of the sweeping monk.
"This palm is called Demonic Light Illumination!”With a cold expression on his face, the sweeping monk looked at Wang Yuyan disdainfully."I studied Buddhism for a hundred years and finally comprehended it the moment I became a demon!”
After saying that, he sent a palm strike towards Wang Yuyan!
Compared to the previous Shaolin Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, this palm strike did not move at all. It was like a light palm strike from a young man who had just started learning martial arts.
However, this palm had fused with most of the sweeping monk's true qi and martial intent. The Great Dao was extremely simple, returning to its original state!
Wherever the palm technique swept across, be it the palace or the walls below, everything turned into smoke in an instant.
Huang Chang, who was watching the battle from afar, was so scared that his hair stood on end. He kept feeling alarmed!
"Boom!"
A palm print landed in front of Wang Yuyan, and two streams of qi appeared once again, continuously whittling away at the sweeping monk's palm power.
At the same time, the Na Zhen Divine Art absorbed the energy between heaven and earth and returned to its original state.
The sweeping monk had already used all his strength. His forehead was slightly sweaty, but Wang Yuyan still looked calm and composed.
"Is…is that all?" Wang Yuyan chuckled,"Then I'll have to fight back!"”
"What?!"
The sweeping monk's expression changed. How was this possible?
Under his full-strength palm strike, the other party actually still had some strength left. This…
Before the sweeping monk could react, another Wang Yuyan suddenly appeared behind him. However, this Wang Yuyan seemed a little illusory!
He struck out with his palm and directly imprinted it on the back of the sweeping monk.
The palm technique was just an ordinary first-class palm technique in the Nine Provinces. There was nothing mysterious about it.
However, even an ordinary palm strike had terrifying power in the hands of a half-step Martial Immortal!
"Puff!"
Caught off guard, the sweeping monk spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying!
He turned his head and looked at the two Wang Yuyans in front of him. Although one was extremely illusory, it was definitely not an illusion caused by high-speed movement.
This…
How was this possible?
Everything in front of him had completely overturned the understanding of the sweeping monk.
In the Nine Regions, he had never heard of such a bizarre martial arts technique. This was already a method that was close to that of immortals and demons!
"Who exactly are you?!" The sweeping monk asked in shock.
"Tell me, if he was willing to teach me such a powerful martial art, why wouldn't he show himself to me?”Wang Yuyan ignored the sweeping monk's shock and continued talking.
His tone was as if he was catching up with a good friend.
" This…" The sweeping monk was in disbelief!
Such a powerful martial art, if it were him, he would also hide it and keep it as a trump card, but he actually taught it to others just like that!
Then, how terrifying was that person's realm?
The waters of the Nine Provinces were actually so deep?
"The Saint Origin Demon Embryo I cultivated with the Dual Qi Stream and Na Zhen Divine Technique isn't even a prototype, and you can't even withstand it!”
" What's with the number one expert of the Song Dynasty?!" Wang Yuyan looked coldly at the sweeping monk.""As expected, he's right. Martial arts depends on talent!”
"Otherwise, you'll just be growing older!”
"Puff!"
Hearing this, the seriously injured sweeping monk couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
This time, he was angered!
When he thought about how he had proudly shown off that he had stepped into the Half-step Martial Celestial Stage for a hundred years, in the end…
F * ck!
Were the younger generation so fierce these days?
"Damn it, how dare you underestimate me!" After suffering such a great humiliation, the sweeping monk's eyes turned red. He glared at Wang Yuyan with killing intent, and his rationality had already dropped to the extreme!
Rolling demonic qi surged once again. The sweeping monk turned into demonic qi and enveloped Wang Yuyan!
In the sky, the sound of collisions rang out continuously. The aftershocks of the half-step Martial Immortals 'fight swept in all directions, and countless people were affected!
Even the ancestor of the Yellow Sect carried the Emperor of Huizong and carefully avoided the sudden attack. From time to time, he looked at the rolling demonic qi in the sky, his face full of fear!
Just like that, the two sides fought for an hour!
"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out as a pitch-black arm descended from the sky and landed in front of Huang Chang.
"Damn it, junior, I will remember this grudge!”
The rolling demonic Qi slowly shrank and fled into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
"Humph!" Wang Yuyan snorted.
"If it wasn't for the fact that my Saint Origin Demon Embryo was at the critical moment of being nurtured and I didn't dare to use it too much, do you think there would be a next time?”
Below, the yellow-clothed ancestor looked at the severed arm in front of him in shock. The demonic qi lingering on it was something that even he, a late-stage martial arts grandmaster, did not dare to touch easily. He was afraid that he would be pulled into the demonic path and become a monster that only knew how to kill.
Half-step Martial Celestial!
Wang Yuyan was also a powerhouse at the peak of the Half-Step Martial Celestial Stage!
Moreover…
Even the sweeping monk, who had broken through a hundred years ago, was no match for him?
How did this woman cultivate?
Just as the yellow-clothed ancestor was in shock, a figure descended from the sky. When he raised his head, he saw Wang Yuyan, who was looking at him calmly!
The yellow-clothed ancestor's heart jumped to his throat.
Is he trying to kill me?
"Tell him to speed up the search!”
"Also, I don't want the same thing to happen again!”
After she finished speaking, Wang Yuyan's figure flashed, and she drifted far away!
"Phew!" After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he confirmed that Wang Yuyan had left. Only then did the yellow-clothed ancestor let out a long sigh and fell to the ground.
He felt as if he had walked on the brink of death, and his clothes were already drenched in cold sweat.
It was too terrifying!
This…
But he was even more terrifying than a demonic sweeping monk!
"Hahaha, I'm the Supreme One!”
"Woman, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How dare you threaten me!”
At this moment, the unconscious Huizong suddenly shouted, as if he was sitting in a beautiful dream!
When Huang Shang heard this, she was almost scared out of her wits by Huizong's sleep talk!
F * ck!
If that Wang Yuyan doesn't go far and changes her mind, we won't be able to survive.
Without a word, he slapped Huizong's face.
"Hmm?" Huizong finally woke up. He opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the clear sky."Ancestor, are you done?"
"How is it? Was Wang Yuyan killed by that senior?”
"No!" Huang Shang glanced at Huizong, who was still courting death, and secretly prayed that if that fiend came back later, he would not be implicated!
"Senior Sweeping Monk is no match for that woman!”
" One of his arms was chopped off. He escaped!" Huang Shang said unhappily.
" What?" Huizong was completely dumbfounded.
Such a terrifying figure that was almost like a demon god was not Wang Yuyan's match?
He looked at Huang Shang with a dumbfounded expression.
That…
Didn't you always tell me not to worry?
Is the result so reassuring?
"Strange, why does my face hurt so much?”As she cried out in surprise, she accidentally pulled the corner of her mouth. Only then did she realize that her face was swollen. With a light touch, she felt a heart-piercing pain.
Huang Shang had used too much strength in a moment of desperation.
"The emperor was accidentally affected by the aftermath of their battle and fainted!”Huang Shang said casually.
"Oh!" Huizong touched his face lightly again. He grimaced in pain. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he could not tell what was wrong!
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