Chapter 133: Contempt?
The disdain expression on Jair's face became heavier, and in its opinion, Huan Yin was obviously a little caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the sky-high weapon, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
It was already imagining the bloody scene of Huan Yin being pierced by the rebels even now, as if it had seen the inadequate monk in the distance pay a terrible price for his recklessness.
However, just when the overwhelming weapons were only less than ten zhang away from Huan Yin, Huan Yin's eyes, which had been a little lazy, suddenly bloomed, his lips opened slightly, and he spit out two words: "Fang Cun!"
He still stood motionless, only his lips opened and closed slightly, which was difficult to spot if he didn't look closely. However, at the moment when the word "square inch" popped out of Huan Yin's mouth, the weapons that had almost surrounded Huan Yin's four sides suddenly stagnated, and then all of them stopped so abruptly, and no weapon could move even a single bit.
The red light on all the weapons suddenly brightened, and anyone with a little insight could see that these spirit weapons seemed to be pinned down by something, so they struggled. However, no matter how much they struggled, they could only remain as motionless as the monk who surrounded them.
Carrying his hands behind his back, Huan Yin's expression regained his indifference again, and he raised a smile. is also immovable, but Huan Yin is in stark contrast to the weapons around him, and a momentum of controlling the overall situation with every gesture rises on his body. There was even a battle intent that belonged to Huan Yin that gradually surged out in his light clouds, rushing towards the fierce two beasts in the distance!
If you want to fight, then fight!
The pupils of the Jairus and Jiaolong in the distance both shrank slightly, and it was obvious that Huan Yin's strength was somewhat unexpected to them. However, only a moment later, Jair's face was unruly and hideous, and the long knife swung at Huan Yin again.
And this time, there was a loud "boom" not far from Huan Yin, and then I saw a ruined palace tearing apart the desolate earth and squeezing it out!
Huan Yin's face sank, knowing that Jairus was angry. However, Jairus is obviously still underestimating Huan Yin now, because it has always stood so far away and has not taken even a single step against Huan Yin.
A sneer gradually appeared on Huan Yin's face, and he was looked down on again and again, this was the first time he had encountered it. The whole body shook slightly, and the power of cultivation based on the "Immeasurable True Scripture" suddenly burst out, and I saw that all the weapons around Huan Yin instantly turned to ashes, forming a piece of sand and dust, which was blown by the wind, bypassing Huan Yin's square inch of land, and went far away.
Shortly after this, a huge palace burst into flames and smashed into Huan Yin, a monk who looked like an ant in front of him.
Huan Yin still stood still and didn't move, but his hand was finally raised, and he waved it out, and then pressed it to his chest.
"Incarnate Qiankun!" silently thought in his heart, the extremely powerful Dao method created by the human immortal Lu Jian suddenly operated under the urging of Huan Yin's demonic qi, and finally formed a gossip light and shadow on Huan Yin's body.
A breath that did not belong to the realm of hell suddenly emerged from the gossip light and shadow, and soon rushed towards the huge palace that had been smashed down.
Xu felt the strange aura in the gossip light and shadow, and the red light on the roof of the palace suddenly brightened, so that the palace had not yet fallen, but the light had completely wrapped Huan Yin and his Dao Fa.
In the distance, Jairus's hand holding the hilt of the knife tightened unconsciously, and a sense of confidence appeared on her face. The palace it summoned was at least as strong as an ordinary monk in the late stage of Nirvana, and it seemed to be bulky, but it was extremely difficult to deal with. And now Huan Yin has chosen to stand motionless, which is tantamount to filling the disadvantages of the palace's bulkiness, and Huan Yin must suffer a hard blow. Huan only sneered at him because of his behavior.
However, the smile on Jair's face had just appeared, and before it could take shape, her eyes suddenly widened, and her eyes almost fell to the ground.
In its gaze, the huge palace suddenly shrank countless times less than a zhang away from Huan Yin, and finally became a plaything. Then, the shrunken palace was just pulled into the yang side of the gossip light and shadow on Huan Yin's body.
After receiving the gossip pattern in the palace, it lit up with blue light like a spirit, and it suddenly rotated with the palace. Strange rhythms are produced in the whirlpool, and no matter how much the palace struggles, it cannot get out of it.
I don't know how many times it rotated like this, but after only a few moments, the shrunken palace was suddenly thrown from the yang side of the gossip pattern to the yin side. Then, the rotating gossip pattern suddenly stopped, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", and the shrunken palace was thrown out from the yin side, and also appeared behind Huan Yin.
The palace enlarged again, and the blood-colored light lit up again, making it seem as if it hadn't changed even a bit. Even if you look into it with your divine sense, you won't be able to find any problems.
Jairus stared at the palace that was thrown out for a long time with some doubts, obviously not believing that Huan Yin didn't make a move on the palace, let alone understanding what Huan Yin's intentions were. However, when it turned its eyes and looked down and was still standing motionless, with a sarcastic look in its indifferent expression, it immediately understood.
If you don't make a move, it's not that you don't have that strength, but you don't have it. Huan Yin didn't put the palace in his eyes at all, just like a child who wanted to make a move on an adult, the adult didn't fight back, but felt that the child was ignorant and didn't need to be knowledgeable with it, just dodge.
Anger gradually surged up again on his face, although Jairus didn't take action personally, but how much difference was there between Huan Yin's method of dealing with it like this and directly despising itself?
With a finger of the long knife, there was a sound of breaking wind in the air, and the huge palace behind Huan Yin suddenly shook its whole body, making a "rumbling" sound, and then attacked Huan Yin's back with an even more dazzling blood light.
Shaking his head helplessly, Huan Yin still carried his hands on his back, standing motionless in place, looking at Jianxi with a smile.
The palace was once again attracted by the gossip pattern, and it was once again easily thrown out. This repetition was repeated no less than ten times, and Huan Yin and the palace were always like two parallel lines, and they could never intersect.
On Jair's side, after many attempts, although his anger did not decrease, his face began to be solemn, and he also ignited a little war. It can see that Huan Yin is not an ordinary monk in the late stage of Nirvana, his Taoism is strange, his cultivation is peculiar, and all of them have an unusual taste.
"Come and don't be rude!" After throwing out of the palace again, Huan Yin's face finally showed impatience. The palm of his right hand suddenly raised, and his five fingers were pinched fiercely into claws, which was the method of destroying life.
In the open space in front of Huan Yin, a dark darkness suddenly emerged, as if a dark cloud appeared out of thin air above the sky, obscuring the light here. Jairus looked up, only to find that there was not a dark cloud on the palace, but a huge palm that could cover the entire palace inside.
The palm prints on the palm are clearly visible, and there is a life-extinct cyclone rotating rapidly in the palm of the palm, as if eager to seize all the life and power that is touched.
"Press!" Huan Yin's voice came out of his mouth without the slightest emotion, and his clawed palm suddenly pressed downward. Suddenly, the huge black palm above the sky responded to Huan Yin's command and ran towards it with a bang!
A huge roar soon sounded in front of Huan Yin, and it also reached the ears of the two fierce beasts in the distance. The huge palace, which looked extremely strong and had strong blood, couldn't withstand the pressure of Huan Yin's Giant Palm at all. Before he could stop for half a minute, the giant palm slammed into the ground, causing the whole earth to shake. Of course, in the process, the huge palace has long since turned into ashes and disappeared between heaven and earth.
When Jair's vision became clear again, and when the giant palm and the palace that blocked it were gone, it saw that a slender stone pillar had appeared in the hand of the little monk in the distance. The stone pillar is five feet long, faintly resembling a sword, and looks ordinary to the extreme.
However, Jair's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole at this moment, and he lost his voice a little out of shape: "Sword?"
Hell has no sword, Huan Yin is a demon cultivator in hell, how can he have a sword-shaped magic weapon? Jianwei felt that he should not be mistaken, it was once a heavenly spirit beast, and this insight was still there. Therefore, Huan Yin's identity suddenly became extremely mysterious in its heart.
Huan Yin in the distance let out a hearty laugh and said loudly: "I didn't expect that the first person I met in hell who knew what a sword was was a fierce beast, it's really interesting." Since we are fellow believers, let's see how my trick is!"
Huan Yin fell, and Huan Yin slowly raised the Xingtian Stone Sword with his right hand, followed by the momentum and spiritual power of his whole body.
"Rakshasa Sword, extremely resentful Rakshasa Sword!" With a loud roar, Huan Yin waved violently, and a large area of gray aura erupted from the Heavenly Stone Sword, surging towards Jianxi!