Chapter 109: Tantra in the Western Regions

This is exactly the willow sword in the willow sword five styles!

I only heard a loud bang on the ground, the cyan sword skyrocketed more than ten zhang, showing off dazzlingly, slamming the ground, the river, grass and trees were all shaken up like the tide of the sea, tumbling and tumbling, wave after wave of waves came out, only to shake everyone a little unstable, and then the whole world suddenly froze, time and space no longer rotated, a little water droplets, grass blades hung in the air and could not fall, even the four divine swords were silent, Gu Yunfei was stunned, this sword style was too weird, far beyond the range he could resist, He was completely immobile, as if he had been abandoned and frozen in the air.

Zhang Junhao sneered, flicked the long sword blade, the originally stagnant world suddenly shook violently with the sword blade, the entire space was torn apart, the grass, trees, stones, and rivers in the four fields quickly fell back, fell back to the ground, and immediately turned into bursts of powder, Gu Yunfei only felt as if he had been thrown down from a height of ten thousand feet, his bones were staggered and cracked, all his internal organs were twisted together, his blood was really chaotic, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and he couldn't stand up again.

The four young members of the Sword Sect really live up to their reputation!

But if it's a sword, the winner has already been decided!

Zhang Junhao's body flipped in the air and landed on the ground steadily, he took the Jiuliu Tortoiseshell Sword in a dashing manner, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Senior Brother Gu, you lost, go back with me." ”

Gu Yunfei wanted to stand up and continue to fight against the sword, but as soon as he was lucky, he felt that his chest was in pain, and this Liu Jian Ding Canghai interrupted all his true qi, and it couldn't be condensed at all, he was unwilling, and forcibly condensed the sword qi, but as a result, there was a dull pain, and a mouthful of blood spit out. Gu Yunfei trembled all over, and stood beside the sword box with difficulty and shouted: "My master wants me to hold on to this Taiji Nine Swords, and I must not fall into the hands of the Imperial Sword Sect again, today I am not as good as you, and I have the great trust of my master, so I will not ...... with you" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell to the ground like a puddle of soft mud and passed out.

Feng Lang and the others applauded: "Junhao is really good at swordsmanship!" The disciples listened to the order and quickly took the traitor Gu Yunfei away. The various Tsing Yi Dao people immediately surrounded them, preparing to take Gu Yunfei and Tai Chi Nine Swords away.

"Wait!" Qijie suddenly shouted.

"Who says the winner is decided? Didn't you say that one enemy is two, the great monk, I haven't compared it with you. Qijie stared at Zhang Junhao and said coldly.

Zhang Junhao glanced at Qijie with a little disdain and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Qijie said loudly: "I am the one hundred and thirty-seventh generation disciple of the Western Regions Tantra, the mad monk Drunken Bodhi single disciple Qijie, just now you yourself said that you want to fight one against two, you and I have not yet competed, how can we divide the victory or defeat?" ”

Feng Lang on the side sneered: "The one hundred and thirty-seventh generation of the Western Regions Tantra? I really didn't know that the Western Regions Tantra had been passed down for so many generations, and I thought that this useless sect would become extinct after two or three generations. ”

Zhang Junhao waved his hand to stop Feng Lang's ridicule, and still pretended to be respectful: "Since this is the case, then please ask Senior Brother Qijie to make a move, but the sword has no eyes, if it hurts you, Hugh will blame." ”

Tianyou snorted: "Since it is inevitable that there will be victory and defeat in the competition, it goes without saying, if there are three long and two short, it is also his own bad life." ”

Qijie looked back at Tianyou, and shouted angrily: "Big brother, you ...... You, you can say such ruthless words, you are still not my own big brother, what if I am killed! Qijie said this, but he was very happy in his heart, the eldest brother was always sullen in the past, pretending to be unfathomable, very unlikable, but recently it is different, it seems to have become the beggar gangster back then.

Tianyou said impatiently: "Less nonsense, hurry up and compete!" If you win or not, you will give it to me. ”

Zhang Junhao raised one hand and said, "Please make a move!" ”

Qijie saw that Zhang Junhao did not use his sword, and he didn't even bother to compare the tortoise shell protection, he despised himself very much, and his heart was very angry, but the strength of the two sides was clear, and even if he was angry, he would never be his opponent. Qijie thought about it, put his hands behind his back and secretly pinched the seal, and gently plucked his lips and teeth and read: "Nangma Sidi Sidi Su Sidi Si Di Galo Ya Kuyan Sam Mo Sili Ajamo Si Di Si Di Po He" This is Qijie's most proud killing move - Fudo Ming Wang Mantra, he knows that there is a gap between his strength and Zhang Junhao, and he can only take advantage of his inattention to strike with all his strength to win by surprise.

This trick doesn't try to repel him, but it can hurt him a little and win.

With the chanting of the seven precepts, golden Sanskrit appeared around his body, burning quickly in the air, emitting a bright fire, Zhang Junhao thought that this was a fire charm, but he didn't want this fire to burn too fast, it burned out in an instant, the golden Sanskrit flickered brightly and darkly, as if to extinguish the general, his mind relaxed slightly, just wanted to laugh, suddenly saw the seven precepts stretched out five fingers and pinched, and then changed the magic trick, one hand violently raised, and saw that the golden Sanskrit that was about to be extinguished suddenly burst into flames, turning into a group of flames and flying out, For a moment, the fireball was like a meteor shower falling, and clusters of light struck it.

Zhang Jun was originally a little prejudiced against the Buddhism of the Western Regions Tantra, and when he saw that the cultivation of the seven precepts was mediocre, he was even more dismissive, the fire generated by this spell was extremely fast, as fast as lightning and thunder, but in the blink of an eye, he saw dozens of fireballs besieging him, and he didn't leave any room to dodge.

This fire is like a meteor, it can't be prevented, is Zhang Junhao really going to capsize in the gutter today, and lose to the unknown Qijie for a while?

But for Zhang Junhao, in the dictionary of his life, there has never been a saying that the weak defeat the strong and careless, some are just the weak and the strong, and the strong and the weak are distinct! For him, the strong are the strong, the weak are the weak, and a cultivation like the Seven Commandments is not worthy of fighting him!

He sneered, and with his palm to control the qi, he turned into a blue light swirl, and quickly condensed into the shape of a tortoise shell, bang! Boom! Boom! The flames were all blocked by the tortoise shell, and then his body flashed, flashing in front of Zhao Wulang like a purple spirit snake, with a crisp sword roar, and the tip of the Jiuliu tortoiseshell sword had already reached the center of Qijie's eyebrows.

is crisp and neat, and the move is like a spiritual snake out of a hole, directly choking the opponent's vital point, this is Zhang Junhao's sword move.

"It seems that Buddhism in the Western Regions is really in vain." Zhang Junhao said coldly.

Zhang Junhao sneered and continued to ask: "I wonder if Senior Brother Qijie thinks that this victory or defeat has been divided?" ”

Qijie didn't think that he could defeat Zhang Junhao in one fell swoop, but if he could hurt him at all, he would win, but he didn't want this person to be really good at kung fu, and he could resist the fire with his tortoiseshell true qi alone, and he could control his vital point with a sword.

But Qijie has always been a dead duck with a hard mouth, and he still shook his head and said unconvinced: "No! I'm not convinced, I still have more powerful Dharma that I haven't done. ”