Although Jiexiang's strength is extraordinary, in terms of combat experience, how can he compare to Li Heng.

He categorically didn't expect Li Heng to suddenly sneak attack, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and with a wave of his sleeves, he sent the warrior wind to a side room, in this case, it was a little more difficult to protect a mortal like the warrior wind.

"Hey, the Taoist is despicable!"

He staggered slightly, waved his loose sleeve repeatedly, and smashed a punch that was enough to crack the mountain, while taking a step forward with both feet;

When he landed, the earth shook like a drum skin, and the space near the palace seemed to tremble, and a force that made people feel invincible rushed towards Li Heng.

King Kong stomping!

This is a very powerful mystical skill of Sumeru Buddhism, which is not very lethal, and it attacks the spirit of the opponent, first defeats the enemy spiritually, giving the opponent an incomparable illusion.

However, the incense cessation is obviously miscalculated.

Li Heng has cultivated spiritual power since he was a child, how could he be frightened by such a small means?

"Haha, the master of incense cessation doesn't have to make an axe, it's ridiculous to show off his spiritual power in front of me!"

Li Heng's eyes widened, and the two purple rays of light were as dazzling as the sun's rays, which actually made the incense a little dizzy, and the young monk secretly said that it was not good: This person is so powerful in spirit.

"Hey!"

Li Heng laughed cruelly, his right hand turned into a fist, and the five fingers became thick and long, and the nails were three feet long, glowing with a cold blue light, and grabbed towards Jiexiang's head.

Taiyin Demon Claw!

Li Heng continued to cultivate the profound Xuangong of the Xuanyin Demon Palace, and the lethality of the Taiyin Demon Claw was similar to that of the Eight Methods of Running Thunder and the Nine Fingers of the White Bone, but it was undoubtedly more threatening visually.

Five fingers grabbed down from the air, gusts of yin wind like ghosts crying wolf, and huge fingers were like ghost hands, enough to frighten ordinary cultivators.

Jiexiang's face was calm, and the index finger of his right hand pointed in the air, pointing at the center of Li Heng's hand.

With just one finger, he steadily dragged the Taiyin Demon Claw.

Li Heng suddenly felt a peaceful Buddhist power dense in his right hand, and he was hurrying in the direction of his heart.

"Haha, Master Incense Ring, do you want to compete with me?"

Li Hengda laughed, his voice was dull like thunder, and the black light on his huge palm flashed and pressed down.

Jiexiang smiled slightly, his demeanor was still elegant, "How dare the little monk compare his strength with the Taoist friend, if the little monk does not resist with all his strength, will the Taoist friend kill the little monk together?"

"Hmm. ”

Li Heng smiled, and suddenly withdrew the claws of the Taiyin Demon, and the true yuan of the incense had just gushed out, but unexpectedly, a beam of milky yellow light rushed straight into the air, and the force of this blow was enough to break the formation set up by Li Heng.

Jiexiang's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly waved his white sleeve to scatter the beam of light he came out.

Yan Lian Guo originally worshiped the gods and Buddhas, if those mortals saw that there was a monk making waves in the palace, if the Sumeru Buddha Sect wanted to take root in the Yan Lian Kingdom, I am afraid that it would be impossible.

What Li Heng wants is this opportunity.

He suddenly summoned the Tiger Spirit Dragon Crystal, and used the 'Qinglian Sword Song', and was shrouded in a cyan light curtain within a few zhang, and the swordsmanship was like flowing water, and the moves were endless, and in an instant, the monk who quit incense was at a disadvantage.

Jiexiang smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist, you are too despicable. ”

"Master, you are too pedantic, once you fight, it will be a situation of endless death, how can you say it despicable?" Li Heng laughed, under the sword light, he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Although the incense has been cultivated during the burial period, Li Heng's experience in facing the enemy is too much worse, and Li Heng's true yuan power is not much weaker than him, and after absorbing the power of the dragon pill, the power in his body is far beyond the scope of the spirit infancy.

After listening to Li Heng's words, Jiexiang was silent, concentrating on defense, his body was glowing with milky yellow light, and the Buddha's light was full, blocking the cyan light curtain from his body, and letting the sword qi rage, he still couldn't hurt half of his sleeve.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a tiger's roar-like sound came from the mouth of the ring incense, shattering hundreds of sword qi, taking this opportunity, the purple light on his right hand flashed, and a purple Zen staff was held in his hand.

The purple light of the Zen staff shone, and there were countless tadpole-like runes looming like living creatures, and the golden light was faint, and the auspicious light was floating, revealing an irresistible power.

Seven Treasures Celestial Sound Zen Staff!

Li Heng's heart sank, and he said secretly: No wonder the dead bald donkey in Guyi dared to put the incense out, it turned out that he actually gave him the most powerful magic weapon of the Sumeru Buddhist Sect.

This is an eight-grade magic weapon, famous in the world of different cultivation, according to legend, it is a weapon of a generation of living Buddha Baye Zen master, after the living Buddha returns to the fairy world, this eight-grade magic weapon will be left in the world, and become the treasure of the town of Sumeru Buddhism.

Ring incense held the Seven Treasures Tianyin Zen Staff, and immediately became a treasure solemn, with eighteen golden lotus flowers flashing above his head, and thousands of auspicious lights, so that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, your swordsmanship is extraordinary, it is really rare in the life of a little monk, the little monk is not talented, and he is willing to learn it!"

With a flip of his wrist, his steps were slightly wrong, and he suddenly performed an extremely sharp set of staff techniques.

One hundred and eight roads on the big day!

Li Heng is also a core disciple of the Xuanyin Demon Palace, the biological son of the first generation of Poison Emperor Li Suo, how can he not understand the Xuangong secret techniques of the Seven Great Sects.

When Jiexiang's footsteps moved slightly, he immediately stepped up his offensive to prevent this world-shattering battle method from being used.

However, Jiexiang is the most outstanding disciple of Sumeru Buddhism, whether it is qualifications or cultivation, he is not weaker than Li Heng, and even slightly better, under the cyan sword curtain, he slowly began to fight back.

The wind blew, and instead of frosty leaves, it was a sky of rocks and debris.

The battle between the two just now has shattered the warrior-style palace, and the palace compound, which was still magnificent before, has long been in ruins. "Ding!"

The Tiger Spirit Dragon Crystal and the Seven Treasure Tianyin Zen Staff collided together, if it weren't for the two of them deliberately reining in their own strength, the energy dispersed by this collision alone would be enough to destroy half of the palace.

Up to now, Li Heng is also very clear in his heart, he is only afraid that he will not be able to kill the warrior wind today, and it will be difficult to have such an opportunity tonight in the future.

This group of shameless Buddhists who take the abstinence of incense as their precept may protect the warrior wind like an iron bucket, and secretly manipulate the warrior wind to control the Yan Refining Country.

However, Li Heng was unwilling, although he couldn't kill the warrior style, he had to teach Jiexiang a lesson, so that this little bald donkey could understand...... The Xuanyin Demon Palace is not something that anyone can offend.

A cyan light curtain and a milky yellow Buddha light are entangled in the ruin-like palace compound.

After the two played more than 100 moves, the more they fought, the more frightened they became, and they knew in their hearts that they were chess opponents, and even if they continued to entangle, there would be no result.

"Fellow Daoist, we are of similar strength, even if we fight for three days and nights, there is no result, why don't we stop here? The little monk opened the skylight and said bright words, the warrior wind can't let you kill, he is of great use to us, as for what happens in the future, how about we rely on our own means?"

Li Heng grinned and said: "Since the master of incense is so refreshing, I won't spare the bend, I will definitely kill the warrior wind, you Sumeru Buddhism can't protect him." ”

"Hehe!" said Jiexiang smiled noncommittally.

"Dead bald donkey, we'll see you another day!" Li Heng scolded a little unwillingly, the cyan sword curtain flashed, and the formation was broken, and ten thousand cyan sword lights rose to the sky, illuminating half of the palace and illuminating it was extremely bright.

This loud noise was enough to attract nearly half of the forbidden army.

When those forbidden soldiers saw the scene here, it must have been a very interesting thing.

"The heavenly monk of the Sumeru Buddha Gate has joined forces with the Eighth Emperor to rape the concubine, and the emperor is cuckold!"