Chapter 358: Victory and Defeat

However, what was revealed from under Du Tianjiao's clothes was not the skin of ordinary people, but an arm that made people look a little disgusting - there were wounds everywhere, it looked like there were blunt instruments and sharp qi, the most terrifying wound was on the inside of Du Tianjiao's arm, a wound about thirty centimeters long was still in a state of valgus, and the bright red flesh was exposed to the air, which made people can't help but cover their arms after seeing it.

Was this the injury caused by Wang Xiangbei? Did that golden light just now decide the outcome of the game?

Everyone present was looking forward to it, and even the two people on the gimbal stared at Du Tianjiao, who was speechless, waiting for the next development.

"I underestimate you, little bald. Du Tianjiao looked at his right hand, and the hideous wound on the inside of his arm was indeed caused by Wang Xiangbei's golden light. When the golden light came into contact with his body, the power of the Buddhist sect that had been prepared for a long time turned out to be the nutrients of the golden light, allowing Du Tianjiao to carry the blow of the golden light with his body in disguise.

Wang Xiangbei's reaction was unexpected, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead used the enlarged Dafu Tu to envelop himself at the first time, and seemed to enter a state of defense.

In the next second, everyone knew what Wang Xiangbei was defending against - Du Tianjiao's arm exposed to the air, a worm's head poked out from every wound, and there was even a centipede half a meter long, bypassing Du Tianjiao's muscle fibers, swaying his body in the face of the sun, like a person who woke up after a long sleep.

"Boom!"

The insects that poured out of Du Tianjiao's body rose in the wind, landed on the martial arts platform, and attacked the pagoda that protected the little monk Wang Xiangbei like crazy. The half-meter-long centipede was the most terrifying, and when it landed, it became a behemoth dozens of meters long, and hundreds of pairs of feet paddled as if teleporting, swallowing the floating tower into the mouth, and the dripping saliva corroded the white jade platform into holes, and the recovery was quite slow.

The two Jindan Realms on the gimbal had long known that those insects were inhabiting Du Tianjiao's body, but at this time, they still felt a little sick to their stomachs when they saw such a scene. Not to mention the unprepared spectators in the stands, the scene of thousands of insects surging made many spectators who were not psychologically strong vomit out their breakfast, and the monks who had fought against Du Tianjiao before, such as Liu Hongming of the Liu family, trembled all over, feeling that they had escaped from the hands of the devil with their lives.

Bai Huahua glanced at the Taoist idiot not far away, and found that this mysterious guy was also looking at the scene in front of him without changing his face. The idiot felt Bai Huahua's gaze, and turned around and showed a bright smile at Bai Huahua, but it made Bai Huahua shudder.

Both of them were indifferent to the picture in front of them, Bai Huahua noticed that the insects in Du Tianjiao's body were not all as powerful as the eight-eyed insects and Buddha light ladybugs that had been shown in the previous competition, and more insects seemed to be in their infancy, and they instantly turned into nothing after hitting the floating slaughter, and were summoned by the little monk Wang Xiangbei.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Wang Xiangbei shouted, and after a flash of golden light, the Futu that had been swallowed into his stomach by the giant centipede began to skyrocket, shattering the huge centipede.

The Buddha is still getting bigger, and the audience can even see the ethereal incense drifting in the Buddha Temple, and the lifelike Buddha statues are like lotus flowers in the pagoda one by one, from the Bodhisattva's low eyebrows to the angry eyes of Vajra, this Buddha seems to have changed the model, killing the surrounding ten thousand insects together.

Du Tianjiao, a young man lying in the swarm, stood up, looked at the gate of the floating slaughter that was open to him, and couldn't help laughing: "What a good Buddha I am!"

He rushed into the floating slaughter! This kind of behavior is tantamount to self-destruction, this kind of battle out of the advantage on the one hand shows Du Tianjiao's absolute confidence in his own strength, on the other hand, it shows Du Tianjiao's calm mind - the dead ten thousand insects turned into ashes, not to mention, it seems that the aura is all contained in this floating slaughter, between the elimination of the other, the floating slaughter will get bigger and bigger, and finally the entire martial arts platform will be enveloped, and when the time comes, Du Tianjiao will not want to enter but also enter.

Not only did he have to enter the Futu, but he also had to defeat Wang Xiangbei under the blessing of hundreds of Buddha statues in a short period of time to be able to win this battle.

There are eighteen windows on the first floor of the floating temple, and there are nine floors on this floor, decreasing layer by layer, and there are only four small windows on the top floor, and I don't know which one is enshrined in the haze.

Du Tianjiao's figure appeared in the first layer of the floating slaughter, and everyone could not see the scene of the fight, but could only see the light of the Zen staff burst out from time to time, and occasionally the corpse of insects would fly out of the window. At this time, the floating slaughter was only three stories high, and the door that Du Tianjiao entered was only the height of his knees, but when Du Tianjiao entered, his body shape changed clearly, and he became a miniature person, and his height was not even half the height of an adult's calf.

Bai Huahua silently recited "Sumeru mustard seeds", and paid a little more respect to the little monk who didn't seem to have a good brain-being able to use the spell of Sumeru mustard seeds at such an age and such a cultivator, it really had to make people sigh a genius.

"It seems that the Buddha Gate has picked up the treasure, I don't know where the people in the Daomen Zhongxing who are fighting against the Buddha Gate are?"

Bai Huahua looked at the Dao idiot who was a child, and then shook his head - he could guess that under the appearance of the Dao idiot child was an old soul, he had come specially for himself, and he was not a friend or foe.

If Bai Mu was present, he would definitely be familiar with this so-called "Sumeru mustard seed" spell, he had seen another fight in the sky above the spirit vein, there were desperate monks in the small torii gate who moved the sea across the void to the sky above the spirit vein, and he once saw a whale the size of a potato swimming in the torii.

The same spell was used from Wang Xiangbei's hands, and the effect really couldn't be compared, but Wang Xiangbei was only fifteen or sixteen years old after all, and he still had a long way to go, so he might not be able to become an existence that subverted Buddhism.

In the floating slaughter, Wang Xiangbei is "if God helps" in the real sense, and the little monk who was originally far inferior to Du Tianjiao in terms of attack will dance a Zen stick at this time. After a long roar, Du Tianjiao seemed to have lifted some restrictions, and the little monk's shocked voice came out of the floating slaughter:

"You ......"

I couldn't say it.

Du Tianjiao was like a bamboo, starting from the first layer of the floating slaughter, the audience outside only felt that the color of the floating slaughter was gray for a while, and then the whole shattered, Du Tianjiao appeared in the fragments of golden light in the sky, the black appendages fused into his back and abdomen, and his right hand was tightly clutched by Wang Xiangbei's neck.