Seeing countless golden rays shooting out, the monks who blessed the Dharma seal with both hands turned a blind eye to it, and seemed to be full of confidence in the light curtain of the Buddha beads in front of him.

Seeing this, Wu Yong snorted coldly in his heart.

The golden mangs of the flying swords were released, and the power suddenly increased by three points.

The sound of "poof" was loud, and the golden mangs were all stuck on the light curtain in a flash, but there was a dull sound as if it was hitting the dead wood. Let the green screen shake for a while, but it didn't even pass through.

Wu Yong's expression moved, but he secretly pinched the sword trick.

Suddenly, hundreds of sword lights near the silver-robed monk trembled at the same time, and they randomly gathered in the sky.

Suddenly the light was shining, and a round of golden sun rose out of thin air.

But when the light faded, a golden sword several meters long appeared there.

At this time, Wu Yong did not hesitate to rush to the opposite side lightly.

The sound of "Ahh

The whole body of this sword is crystal clear, and the volume is so huge that anyone who sees it can't help but gasp.

The silver-robed monk who was originally pinching the trick below looked up and saw this, and his face finally changed greatly.

And at this moment, Wu Yong on the opposite side waved one hand at the void below, and coldly spit out the word "chop" in his mouth.

As soon as the ice sword flickered, it fell fiercely, and before it really slashed into the green light curtain, layers of visible fluctuations appeared in the nearby space, and at the same time, there was a terrible humming sound, as if it was really an iceberg pressing down violently.

At this moment, although the silver-robed monk held the green screen on his body and was unmatched, he would never dare to really take this blow.

With a Buddha name in his mouth, the white light lotus under his feet turned around, and the whole person disappeared in the seven-colored Buddha light with this lotus.

With a humming sound, the greatsword slashed into the air.

The next moment, a few meters away from the giant sword, a white light flashed, and the lotus flower appeared in a slippery manner, and then the monk also appeared on the white lotus strangely, and at the same time, the handprint in his hand changed, and an astonishing spiritual pressure was released on his body, and a tall phantom of five or six meters suddenly appeared above his head.

This phantom is full of golden light, with a hideous and vicious face, full of curly hair, and half of the body is red, which is the same as the legendary image of Buddhism King Kong.

And at the moment when this Vajra phantom appeared, the silver-robed monk shouted with a lot of energy, and actually aimed at the huge ice sword in front of him, and punched out two punches.

With a loud bang, the Vajra Phantom made the same movement as the monk, and smashed it out one after another with angry eyes, hitting the side of the sword from the side.

The two groups of Dou Da Jin Mang burst open on one side of the ice sword, and such a big giant sword was actually struck diagonally in the loud noise, and after rolling in mid-air for several times, it barely stabilized again.

And after Wu Yong hurriedly took a closer look at the ice sword, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Because where the side of the giant sword was hit by the golden light phantom, the ice layer was all shattered inch by inch, revealing the golden sword body inside.

What kind of exercise is this, it seems to be not quite the same as the Vajra Arhat Formula, but it has something to do with it!

He was a little surprised.

Wu Yong's mind moved, and the ice sword that seemed to be a little half-broken, but the milky white cold light flashed a few times, and the cracked place was restored to its original state, and then the ice sword swept sideways unceremoniously, and then slashed towards the silver-robed monk on the side.

The power of the Giant Ice Sword did not diminish in the slightest, as if the heavy damage to it had never happened before.

This time, the silver-robed monk had a big headache.

His face sank, and the monk did not use his escape technique to dodge, but his body swelled, and his two arms suddenly thickened, and his two hands closed like lightning towards the middle of the huge ice sword.

With a "bang", the King Kong Phantom also moved, and accurately clamped the ice sword in mid-air with two arms, so that it could no longer fall a single bit.

You must know that although the size of this Buddha Sect Phantom is not small, it is really small compared to the Ice Sword!

In such a gear, there is quite a bit of a praying mantis blocking the arm, but it is really blocked by the King Kong phantom.

Wu Yong's pupils shrank, and he was really a little shocked in his heart.

You must know not to mention the huge power contained in the ice sword itself, that is, the extreme cold produced by the 10,000-year-old Xuanyu, which is enough to freeze all the magic weapons and magic weapons that are resisted, but the Vajra Phantom didn't care about blocking it with both hands, and there was nothing unusual.

This kind of secret art is really not trivial.

Of course, Wu Yong's eyes swept down, and he also noticed the silver-robed monk below, but he didn't seem to be as relaxed as the King Kong phantom on his head, although his arms were motionless, but his body involuntarily squatted a little, and at the same time, the golden light on his face also shook one after another, looking a little difficult.

Wu Yong's brows couldn't help frowning.

This Xuanwen monk's secret technique seems to be somewhat similar to the Shura True Demon Technique, but it is completely different in nature.

Although the Shura True Demon Skill also conjured up the Shura Demon Shadow behind him, these Demon Shadows were formed with the help of external power, and the cultivator formed and performed the Demon Skill with the help of the True Demon Qi of the Ancient Demon Ancestor. However, the vajra phantom summoned by the monk seems to be transformed by the mana in his own body, and the power of this secret technique and the vajra arhat technique also complement each other.

Otherwise, if this monk hadn't cultivated the Vajra Arhat Jue to the realm of the fourth layer, with a blow from the mountain-like giant sword just now, even if the Vajra Phantom could follow, the physical body would have been unable to support it for a long time ago.

Wu Yong was amazed in his heart, but it was not just these powers, as soon as he pinched the sword technique with both hands, his divine thoughts immediately urged him to use another magic power of the flying sword.

With the sound of thunder, the ice sword suddenly appeared with thick golden arcs with the thickness of an arm, directly conjuring up several golden electric pythons, and swooping straight into the phantom.

"Huh!" The silver-robed monk was shocked, obviously he never expected that Wu Yong's flying sword would have so many magical powers, and he didn't have time to think about it and suddenly sucked it in, and sprayed it with all his strength in front of him.

Although nothing erupted from the monk's mouth, the Vajra Phantom manipulated by it was different, and with the same action, streams of golden light erupted from his mouth. In a flash of spiritual light, several electric Jiao were blown away at once, so that they could not get close to each other.

Almost at the same time, after the silver-robed monk shouted again, the pair of golden hands holding the ice sword suddenly exerted force at the same time, and suddenly the ice sword cracked a huge crack in the middle.

Under the dazzling golden light of his hands, the cracks instantly expanded, and the ice chips shattered and fell one after another.

The silver-robed monk actually planned to use the huge power of Vajra to completely break the ice sword from the middle.

But this senior monk of the Longquan Sect obviously made a mistake, Wu Yong sneered when he saw this, and the law in his hand changed.

The ice sword in the original place suddenly trembled, and after a clear sound, it turned into a golden wire and scattered from the phantom's big hand, although the King Kong phantom grabbed it twice with his backhand, but each golden wire seemed to hover like a psychic, and it cleverly dodged it. Let it not gain at all.

"Turn the sword into silk! I didn't get to Wu Daoyou to comprehend the Transformation Thousand Swordsmanship to such an extent. The monk in the shadow was stunned and muttered a word.

"It's hard to say anything at this point, but it's the secret technique of Master Xuanwen that opened Wu's eyes, I don't know where this magic power came from?" Wu Yong smiled faintly, and asked very calmly after returning the flying swords.

It's not a life-and-death fight right now, and he doesn't have to chase after it in the slightest.

"The small skill of carving insects is nothing, it is just a small magic power that matches the Vajra Arhat Technique. The silver-robed monk smiled, and what he said was also vague, and he didn't want to reveal it carefully.

Wu Yong couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"The magic power of Buddhism is really extraordinary, if you want to use ordinary means, it will be difficult for you and me to fly out of the victory in a short time. Wu was about to use a few powerful treasures, and Master Xuanwen was careful. Wu Yong's expression returned to the same as before in a blink of an eye, and said with great meaning.

After saying this, Wu Yong first rushed to the opposite monk with ten fingers in a row, and ten slender red threads shot out in a flash, but suddenly they all disappeared in a flash.

Then the sleeve robe shook again, and suddenly a cloud of three-colored light flames rolled out, turning into a jade pendant.

A phoenix chirped, a two-headed firebird several meters large flew out of the jade pendant, and after a circle, it went straight to the opposite monk and pounced, and then Wu Yong opened his mouth again, and a white bead sprayed out, and as soon as Fang exited, it rose wildly in the wind, turning into the size of a meter.

Streams of purple cold flames erupted strangely on the surface of the orb.

Wu Yong didn't make any other moves, just aimed at the bead, and gently brushed his long sleeves.

Suddenly, a purple sea of fire appeared in front of him out of thin air, and then a tall wave of fire several meters high rolled up, and swept away towards the opposite side with a fierce momentum, and the momentum was amazing!

The silver-robed monk on the opposite side saw that Wu Yong was so fierce this time, and his face couldn't help but be extremely solemn, and he immediately flipped the same one-hand, and a silver vial appeared in the palm of his hand.

But before the monk could sacrifice this object, suddenly in the sky, the red light flashed in front of the Vajra phantom, and ten slender filigree shot out at once, and after a flash, they were pierced on the phantom at the same time. As a result, after a few "bells" and "bells", the two collided, and there was a sound like metal colliding, and these firements could not penetrate the golden phantom at all.

The monk didn't care about this, but his eyes fell on the two-headed firebird that was shooting towards him, and his eyes showed a solemn expression.

Although it was the first time he had seen it, the amazing spiritual power coming from the two-headed firebird made it feel like a great enemy, and he didn't dare to despise it in his heart.