Seeing this, Jiaxiang compared his right hand from left to right, and his left hand from bottom to top, drawing a "ten" character in the void.

The vigor that Mo Wen brought up when he pounced just offset the pressure of Jiaxiang's momentum, and the tip of the spear accurately stabbed in the middle of the "ten" character that Jiaxiang drew on his chest.

The energy was striking, but there was no sound.

Jiaxiang whispered: "Dry as a dry well, full of oceans; The Three Realms and Six Paths are only manifested by the heart. ”

Mo Wen was surprised in his heart, Jiaxiang's void cross in the tip of the spear was indeed like throwing water into a dry well that had dried up for an unknown number of years, but when Jiaxiang whispered, the dry well suddenly turned into a sea of stormy seas, and it was like a long causeway collapsing towards him.

In the face of this Buddhism, Mo Wen was still as calm as before, his mind was not affected at all, the tip of the gun trembled, and he secretly used his strength to dissolve the strength of the opponent's attack, and then the body of the gun was horizontal, turning the thorn into a sweep, and a shot swept to the opponent's waist.

Jiaxiang's lowered eyes rose upward, revealing a pair of deep and unfathomable divine lights full of the wisdom of philosophers and sages, and then the gray monk's robe was sunken downward, clinging to the whole body, showing his tall and stubborn body, and slapped it out with one palm. The action is smooth, and if an antelope hangs its horns, the mystery is implied.

Behind Mo Wen, three strong winds struck at the shoulder wells and vests on both sides of his back.

At this time, a wise voice of "offense" came from the ear.

It turned out that when Fang Mo asked to pounce on Jiaxiang, three sandalwood beads were shot out of the Buddha beads in his wisdom, and the finished glyph was printed on his back and shrouded three key points.

Daoxin also unfolded his ability to press the bottom of the box at this time, and when he attacked, he grabbed it with both hands in the air, and used one of the eighteen styles of "Dharma Hand" to "pick up firewood and vegetables", and when the wind was wild, he sent out two powerful forces that swirled with dark belts, as long as Mo asked to the volume, he was guaranteed to lose his balance.

Mo Wen's eyes were shining, and a strange step stepped out, and suddenly appeared on Jiaxiang's side.

Perfectly avoiding the three Buddha beads that attacked and the strength of the Daoxin roll, the spear castration remained unchanged and still attacked Jiaxiang.

Everyone in the audience has discovered that Mo Wen recognized Jiaxiang at this time, and the attacks on the other three people were all dodged if they could, and those who couldn't hide were occasionally hard to answer, but they chased and beat Jiaxiang fiercely, as if they had a great enmity of life and death.

They all thought that he was avenging Zhu Yuyan, so he hated Jiaxiang so much.

At this time, Jiaxiang met Mo Wen's extremely sharp gaze, knowing that although the other party's moves seemed to be ordinary, they had actually reached the realm of martial arts that were anti-simple and true, and clumsy to be ingenious.

This shot swept in, no matter how his moves changed, and in the end, he only had to take one shot.

The mystery of this is not something that can be clearly explained in any words.

Jiaxiang greeted him with a pair of fleshy palms, his hands were as dry as a dry well, and his true anger was like an ocean.

The dry palm is implying the true qi of authentic Buddhism as deep as the ocean, surging.

It was crashing into the trajectory swept away by Mo Wen's dragon spear.

Mo Wen's strength like the scorching sun, along the body of the dragon spear, broke his palm, and attacked the opponent's body, but it was a long drive and should be chased, without any hindrance.

Don't ask the doubts in your heart, isn't this Jiaxiang a magic skill such as fighting to turn the stars or move the universe?

As soon as he thought of this, he saw that the dry well of Jiaxiang suddenly turned into an overflowing and raging ocean, forcing his attacking strength back.

It's just that Jiaxiang's red face showed that he had just turned back to Mo Wen's internal force, and he was obviously uncomfortable, and he had been burned by the blazing true qi.

Mo Wen expected that the other party would have this move as early as when the True Qi drove straight in, but at this time, not only did he not panic, but he even withdrew the strength of the reverse attack, and wanted to attack again.

But Jiaxiang had already dodged in a hurry.

At this time, the Emperor Heart Venerable immediately filled the gap left by Jiaxiang, and the Zen staff turned into thousands of staff shadows, pressing towards him from the front like a wall.

On the side, Dao Xin's palms were also pressed again.

"Be careful of the other party's extreme yang true qi!" Jiaxiang reminded him.

Hearing this, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and the internal force he had withdrawn no longer used, but suddenly mobilized a few cold and extremely condensed true qi, and attacked the Emperor Heart Venerable with his spear.

Then, I saw the shadow of the staff, the palm wind, and the shadow of the gun colliding together, and the three figures suddenly merged and separated.

On the surface, it seems to be evenly divided, but the onlookers can see at a glance that Daoxin's face is purple, and it is obvious that he has suffered a dark loss in the hands of Fang Cai.

Master Daoxin looked at Jiaxiang and snorted angrily: "You old bald, you don't distinguish between yin and yang, the internal force he attacked is clearly extremely cold, but you asked me to be careful of his extreme yang true qi." ”

Don't ask if this old monk is quite natural and witty.

The look of embarrassment on Jiaxiang's face flashed, he never expected that Mo Wen's internal force would change at will.

However, these four old monks have profound skills, although Jiaxiang and Daoxin have suffered a small loss, but both of them have nearly a hundred years of strength.

As soon as the true qi in the body wanders away, it will be restored.

The four of them glanced at each other and besieged again.

For a while, there were many figures in the field, coming and going, and it was difficult to give up.

At this time, Wan Wan, Shi Fei Xuan, and everyone in Tiance Mansion were all scattered around, watching this great battle.

Li Shimin knows very well that whether he will achieve hegemony in the future, or whether he will turn into a handful of loess and look at this battle.

It wasn't that he didn't think about escaping.

But where can he flee to, if he wins this battle, with his light skills, unless he escapes into the deep mountains and old forests, and does not appear again, he may have a glimmer of life.

Otherwise, he would have fled back to Chang'an, and he would have no luck in the protection of thousands of troops.

It's a pity that at the scene, except for Shi Fei Xuan and Wan Wan, who can see the situation in the field, the people in Tiance Mansion and others, although their martial arts are good, they are far from a few people in the field.

Therefore, they only looked at it for a while, and then they felt dizzy and it was difficult to hold on.

They didn't dare to look at it again.

And the five people in the field have been hitting from the top of the bell tower to the ground, and from the ground to the air. The strength of the hand made the area within a radius of more than ten zhang as if it had been plowed through.

Mo Wen has the wind and fire in his hand, dancing like a tiger and a tiger, like the Yangtze River for a while, rolling up wave after wave of huge waves;

At one moment, thousands of fiery snakes were conjured, drilling all over the sky, and the spears were full of true power, and every time they swallowed and spit out, there would be an astonishing burst of energy.

The more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the proficiency of the Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes, which had been growing slowly recently, was growing rapidly, and he was about to reach the full level, which was much faster than his usual cultivation.

Sure enough, martial arts still have to be improved in actual combat, and it is difficult to reach the ultimate level behind closed doors!

On the other hand, the four holy monks are all people with profound skills, and any single person who comes out is not a weak Ning Daoqi master, and the four of them perform the method of joint attack.

One person faced his onslaught head-on, the other two assisted, and the last wise monk remotely restrained him with Buddha beads, and the attacker and the helper kept alternating.

The most important thing is that the four people stand and move in a secret formation of the four elephants, which seems to be able to gather the skills of several people on the people who attack head-on.

In this way, Mo Wen will not be able to take any advantage.

Hundreds of moves have been exchanged like this, and the two sides seem to be inseparable and evenly divided.

In fact, Jiaxiang, who was taken care of by Mo Wen at this time, was finally forced to fight helplessly several times in a row because of his seriously injured body, and he was already dying.

If he comes a few more times, he will surely die.

At this time, Mo Wen used his ghostly light skills to dodge the attack of Emperor Xin and Daoxin, and reappeared in Jiaxiang's field of vision.

A type of heavenly fire was used to burn the plain, and the dragon spear turned into a red shadow in the sky, like a fire cloud coming towards Jiaxiang.

Seeing this, Jiaxiang sighed in his heart, and let me give up this remnant body to fight for a glimmer of life for the righteous path.