Knowing that Master Uzan was a fierce opponent, Baizhu didn't leave any strength left behind this time.

For a while, the palm wind of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending in the venue roared, and Master Wusang retreated one after another.

"This ......"

Seeing that their master was lagging behind, the monks of the Vajra Sect looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

In their minds, Mage Usan had always been almost invincible, and they had never seen him look so down.

Especially as Baizhu approached step by step, they could clearly see that Master Uzan had been suppressed and didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Just when they were worried, they only heard Bai Shu suddenly let out a soft snort.

"Go!"

Immediately after, Master Usan screamed, and his figure staggered back several large steps, and the clothes on his chest had already broken a large hole.

"Damn boy!"

Master Wusang's face was pale, and his triangular eyes were full of cruelty, and he casually pulled out the steel knife of a disciple beside him, and shouted and threw himself at Baizhu.

"Despicable!"

Seeing that Master Wusang directly took out his blade in disregard of the rules of the rivers and lakes, a burst of rebuke suddenly erupted from the Quanzhen Sect's side.

However, the Usang mage in the field turned a deaf ear to this, and just launched a fierce attack on Baizhu with his head overhead.

With the help of the blades, Baizhu no longer had the upper hand as before, and for a while, the two entered a situation of holding each other again.

......

"Master, should we help Gongzi Wei?"

A Quanzhen Sect disciple asked Chongxuan Zhenren, "Wei Gongzi is afraid that he will suffer a loss with his bare hands." ”

"What can you see?"

Chongxuan Zhenren sneered slightly: "Wait, Wei Gongzi has been waiting for an opportunity." ”

The disciples' martial arts are humble and can't see the situation clearly, but Chongxuan Zhenren can see how much that although Baizhu has been tolerating, he has never lost the ability to fight back.

......

Chongxuan Zhenren can see this, and Master Wusang, who is in the game, can naturally also see it.

Therefore, the more he fights with Baizhu, the more anxious he becomes, if he can't defeat Baizhu with a blade, then he won't have the face to see people when it comes out.

Seeing Master Ussan's moves that were gradually deformed because of his anxiety, Baizhu's eyes lit up and he knew that his opportunity had come.

He spotted an opportunity and deliberately sold a flaw.

Master Wusan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, was overjoyed when he saw this, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, and he wanted to slash down with the knife in his right hand.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a faint sneer appear on the corner of Baizhu's mouth.

"It's not good, there's fraud in it!"

Master Uzsan's heart suddenly froze, and an ominous premonition hit his mind, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his actions.

But by this time, his moves were old, and it was too late to change his moves.

I saw the little finger of Baizhu's left hand stretched out, and he pointed at his chest concealedly at his waist.

Laugh at!

With a soft sound, Master Wusang felt a burst of soreness coming from the Yutang acupoint on his chest, and the internal force of his whole body suddenly stagnated.

Seeing that this move was successful, Baizhu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the yang finger of the middle finger of his right hand also followed closely and continued to point at Master Wusang's chest.

Master Usan's reaction was not unpleasant, and after realizing that something was wrong, the steel knife in his hand immediately changed from a splitting block to a horizontal frame in front of his chest.

While!

Yiyang's fingers struck the steel knife with a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Immediately, Master Usan felt a tremendous force spread from the blade to the hilt, and his right hand could not use any strength, and the sword fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to pick up the knife, he saw Baizhu's left index finger pointing at him again.

"Oops!"

Master Wusang's pupils contracted violently, and he didn't care about his image, just a lazy donkey rolling on the ground.

But even so, the clothes around his waist were cut through by Baizhu's strong fingers, and with a "click", a thread-bound book fell to the ground.

Baizhu didn't care what fell on the ground, kicked the steel knife on the ground with his toes, poured in the true qi, and threw it at the back of the Usan mage who was turning over and jumping out!

Brush!

Hearing the unkind wind behind him, Master Usan secretly complained in his heart, and once again a lazy donkey rolled around to avoid the attack of the steel knife, but his back was also cut by the steel knife with a wound about an inch deep.

Just when Baizhu wanted to continue the pursuit, he saw that Master Wusang's right hand suddenly soared, grabbed a monk in front of him, and threw it at Baizhu with his backhand.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Baizhu scolded secretly, his figure flashed, and he dodged this human flesh sandbag.

But after this incident, he also delayed some time, and when he looked again, Master Usan had already made a few leaps and fled directly from the Quanzhen Sect Square.

Seeing that his master had fled like this, the remaining monks were suddenly in chaos, and they scattered one by one.

......

These things were written for a long time, but they only happened between lightning and flint, and by the time the people of the Quanzhen Sect reacted, the monks of the Vajra Sect had almost run away.

"Wei Gongzi, thank you so much!"

Chongxuan Zhenren didn't let people chase after these monks, and with a wave of dust, he thanked Baizhu loudly: "If it weren't for Wei Gongzi to help, I'm afraid that my Quanzhen Sect would be destroyed today." ”

"The real person is polite, the road is uneven and pulls out a knife to help, not to mention that our ancestors have a relationship, this is what I should do. ”

Atractylodes is modest.

"Wei Gongzi is too modest, no matter what, you are the great benefactor of my teaching. ”

Chongxuan Zhenren still couldn't stop thanking him.

At this moment, a Dao boy took a book to Chongxuan Zhenren: "Master, this is the book dropped by Master Wusang." ”

"Oh?"

Chong Xuan Zhenren frowned when he took the book, because what was written in the book was some tadpole-like words that he couldn't read.

"Wei Gongzi, this monk is so brutal, I can't imagine that he will carry the scriptures with him. ”

After handing over the book to Bai, Chongxuan Zhenren smiled.

"Well, yes. ”

Baizhu flipped through the book casually, and the surface should be, but his heart was thumping violently.

Chongxuan Zhenren did not know the words on the book, but Baizhu saw at a glance that this book was a book written in Mongolian script.

Of course, the most important thing is that if the text on the cover is translated into Chinese, it will be - "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra"!

Chongxuan Zhenren would not be interested in a Buddhist scripture, and besides, he did not know the text of this book at all.

After handing over the book to Baizhu, Chongxuan Zhenren no longer paid attention to it, but kept holding Baizhu's hand to express his gratitude, and graciously asked Baizhu to stay in the Quanzhen Sect for a few more days, so that they could fulfill the friendship of the landlord.

I couldn't stand the enthusiasm of Chongxuan Zhenren, and I was also worried that Master Wusang would make a comeback, and Baizhu also wanted to comprehend this dragon elephant Prajna Gong, so he stayed with the situation.

......

Back in the room, Baizhu couldn't wait to open the book of Mongolian Dragon Elephant Prajna.

“...... Quenching bones with dragons, forging tendons with elephants, this scripture can be called "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" ......"

It didn't take long for Bai Zhu to see this passage from the scriptures, so he was even more sure that the scriptures that fell from Master Wusang's body were the dragon elephant like the dragon cultivated by the King of the Golden Wheel Law in the world of the Condor Heroes.

After looking at it for a while, there was a prompt sound in my ears-

You have read the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra", and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong skill get!]

Before Baizhu digested the information in his mind, prompts came one after another-

[Ding!You have read the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra", and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong skill +1!]

You have read the Dragon Elephant Sutra, and the Dragon Elephant Skill +1!]

You have read the Dragon Elephant Sutra, and the Dragon Elephant Skill +1!]

......

After doing this three times, the chime rang ten times before it finally stopped ringing.

"That's probably the most I've ever heard a chime in a row,"

Shaking his head with a smile, Bai Shu was about to continue reading, when he suddenly realized something: "Wait, ten times......?

Baizhu stood up and clenched his fist lightly.

Cracking sound!

With the strength of his whole body, the bones around him suddenly erupted into a sound like fried beans.

"This ...... I actually entered the realm of the tenth layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong like this?"

Baizhu was surprised and delighted.