Chapter Fifty-Six: Five-Colored Golden Lotus
With a muffled sound, Yang Yi and the fat monk collided together in an instant, and the spiritual power of the two continued to sneer in the collision between the two, and small sparks continued to be generated. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the two held each other for about ten breaths, and the two retreated instantly. The three senior brothers who were with the fat monk hurriedly stopped, and the leader said, "Senior brother, don't be reckless. The person who stopped the fat monk said to Yang Yi: "Donor, my junior brother has offended a lot, please go back the same way." ”
"Hmph, it's too late for us to leave, I didn't want to fight with you, but your junior brother is too unreasonable, and he actually knows like a child." Ouyang Fei'er came to Yang Yi's side and said angrily to the four of them. Yang Yi looked at Ouyang Fei'er beside him, reached out and touched the bridge of his nose.
"Senior brother, it's not that I don't stop, you also heard that today's battle is inevitable, and you also let these little dolls know the power of our Buddhist sect." The fat monk said indignantly.
"Senior brother, ......" The fat monk's senior brother wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ouyang Fei'er: "It's not certain who will teach who today, Yang Yishang will teach him a good lesson." ”
"It's not Senior Sister, since you want to teach them a lesson, you can just teach them yourself, why do you want me to do it?" Yang Yi said helplessly.
"Nonsense, if I can beat them, I still want you to go, hurry up, I still want to see what important things they have here." Ouyang Fei'er said coquettishly, without feeling ashamed at all.
"Hey, it's really close to Zhu and red and black to ink, the ancients don't deceive me. Fat monk hurry up, senior sister spoke, you lose, let's go over. Yang Yi sighed and said to the fat monk.
"Hmph, what a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, let your Buddha teach you a good lesson today, and watch the sound of the Buddha cross the world!" As soon as the fat monk's words fell, I saw the golden light surging, and in an instant it formed the appearance of an Arhat, the Arhat was solemn, a golden robe was draped on his body, he held a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, and stood next to him with a Zen staff in his left hand. The rosary in the arhat's hand turned, and the Buddha's voice came out of the arhat's mouth without reading, and the Buddha's voice lingered as if the world had quieted down.
"Fat monk, this is all something I have played, you think you can defeat me with your Arhat's Buddha voice, you are underestimating me too much. The wooden emperor guards, and the vines strangle. The green light behind Yang Yi swirled for a while, and a huge figure firmly protected Yang Yi, and countless vines appeared out of thin air, attacking the fat monk. The sound of the Buddha and the vines instantly converged, and the vines that rushed in front disappeared in an instant, and the sound of the Buddha gradually dissipated. However, the number of vines was too large, and the remaining vines continued to attack the fat monk.
Seeing this, the fat monk was not in a hurry, and shouted in his mouth: "Buddha's voice is pure in the world." As the fat monk shouted, the Buddha beads in the hands of the arhat rotated more frequently, and the speed of the Buddha's chanting became more rapid, and a halo of light came out of the arhat's body, and the halo continued to spread. When it came into contact with the surrounding trees, the trees kept shaking, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and finally the trees broke one after another, and the trees did not completely fall to the ground, and the trees turned into sawdust and fell quietly to the ground. The power of the Buddha's world-destroying power intersected with the vines in the blink of an eye, the vines shattered, and the Buddha's voice continued to run towards Yang Yi.
"The wood spirits gather, gather with the wood emperor, and the wood emperor attacks and fights in all directions." As soon as Yang Yi's words fell, the wooden emperor behind him jumped to the top of Yang Yi's head, and his hands kept dancing. As if they were being pulled by the plants, the plants in the deep forest swayed their bodies one after another, and the wood aura visible to the naked eye appeared from the plants' bodies and converged on the body of the wood emperor. The phantom of the wood emperor pulled out the long sword at his waist, roared angrily in his mouth, and frantically killed the fat monk. The power of the Buddha's voice to destroy the world was instantly shattered when it came into contact with the long sword of the Wood Emperor.
The fat monk knew the power of Yang Yi's attack when he saw it, and his hand kept waving, and the arhat behind him was no longer sitting cross-legged on the ground, and his face was no longer a kind face. Luo Han stood up directly, with an angry expression on his face, and ran towards the Wood Emperor with both hands clenched on his Zen staff. The two huge figures kept fighting each other in the air, and the sound of the collision between the long sword and the Zen staff was endless. On the ground, Yang Yi's face was relaxed, and the fat monk's face on the opposite side turned from red to white, and then from white to blue. After twenty breaths, the fat monk opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood, and the arhat whose blood was scattered in the sky gradually fell into the wind, and his body was no longer golden. The senior brother of the fat monk behind him saw that the fat monk was injured and exclaimed: "Senior brother (brother)." Coming to the fat monk's body, the three of them kept making some gestures, and the figures of the three Arhats suddenly appeared in the sky to join the battle. After repelling the phantom condensed by the fat monk, Mu Huang stood proudly above Yang Yi and looked coldly at the four Arhat phantoms in front of him.
"What's the matter, if you can't beat one, this is going to be a group fight? It's really .......," Yang Yi said.
"Hmph, hurt my junior brother, you don't want to leave today." The head monk said.
"It's a monk who doesn't have any compassion at all, and if it's hurt, it's hurt, a bunch of hypocritical people. If you have any tricks, I want to see what kind of skills you have. Yang Yi said coldly.
"Angry Arhat." The three of them yelled. The three Arhat phantoms in the sky were full of anger on their faces, and they roared towards the Wood Emperor. The Wood Emperor also roared, lifted the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Luohan, and the four figures instantly fought together. The Wood Emperor was majestic and majestic with a pair of three without falling into the wind at all, and gradually the phantom of the three Arhats appeared one after another scars, at first very few, but as time passed, the scars on the body gradually increased. The Arhats joined forces and retreated above the three monks after repelling the Wood Emperor, and the monks on the ground were also covered with sweat. The three of them looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of opinion, and shouted at the same time: "Arhat greets, Bodhi is here." Punish evil. ”
After the three of them finished roaring, the Arhat in the sky sat down cross-legged, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and a golden light appeared in the sky, and the golden light instantly shone on a radius of three miles. After the golden light disappeared, a figure appeared where the three Arhats were sitting, and I saw this Bodhi wearing a robe, a fat body, holding a golden bowl in his hand, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and his face was covered with a layer of golden mangs so that people could not see clearly. Bodhi made a big move, and the golden bowl instantly rushed towards the Wood Emperor. At the moment when Bodhi's figure appeared, the light on the three of them disappeared instantly, and they opened their mouths and spat out a stream of blood, as if they had no strength to fight again.
"Okay, the ultimate has been released, I'll see what you're so good at?" As soon as Yang Yi's words fell, the Wood Emperor roared, raised the long sword in his hand to the top of his head, and the surrounding Mu Zhi's aura gathered on the long sword in his hand. When the long sword shone brightly, the long sword in the hand of the Wood Emperor was instantly cut down, and a huge sword light rushed towards the golden bowl. The golden light and the green light each occupied half of the battlefield, and the sword and the golden bowl collided together, causing a huge sound to spread in all directions. The golden bowl only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered, and the sword light passed through the golden bowl through Bodhi's figure, the sword disappeared, and Bodhi dissipated, leaving only the sound of wailing from the sky and the majestic body of the wooden emperor.