Chapter 837: Fighting to Defeat the Buddha
"Hmph, I want my grandson to say, you so-called masters of the Tao are used to being high-sounding and false, this victory is victory, why bother with so many face-saving things, and there is no difference between victory and defeat, don't you think my old grandson is a fool, don't you save face for those three eyes, can't you tell the truth?" Sun Wukong sneered when he heard this, and said with a slight mockery.
Su Xingxuan smiled when he heard this, and he didn't speak, nor did he say anything about Erlang God.
Seeing Su Xingxuan's smile and speechlessness, Sun Wukong couldn't do it, and waved his hand a little impatiently, "That's it, you Taoist priests, you are all like this, forget it, you refuse to tell the truth, and my grandson will not force you, but you have to fight with my grandson." ”
"Why is this?" Su Xingxuan looked at Sun Wukong with some incomprehension, although this Sun Wukong is belligerent, it doesn't seem that he is a battle maniac who wants to fight when he meets a person, how can he be so dignified and want to fight with himself?
"It's not simple, you fight with the three eyes, beat him to the ground, don't the three eyes always say that he and my grandson are half a catty? Sun Wukong said proudly, looking like that, it was as if he had eaten Su Xingxuan.
Su Xingxuan smiled helplessly when he heard this, this Sun Wukong is worthy of being a monkey, and he is still so indefinite when he becomes a Buddha, he wants to refuse when he opens his mouth, but he doesn't want to, then Sun Wukong didn't give him a chance to resign, Su Xingxuan didn't say anything yet, he saw a golden hoop stick enlarged in front of him, and slammed it towards the door in front of him.
Seeing this, Su Xingxuan still had to speak, this stick came quickly and fiercely, there was a tendency to open the mountain and break the mountain, look like that, rub it and get hurt, hold it and die, Su Xingxuan didn't dare to slack off, the dust in his hand was round, but it was like a gurgling water Rao mountain peak, bending the green vine and climbing the Mouton, and a round on the golden hoop stick, but it was a Taiji unloading force, and this earth-shattering stick was swinged.
Sun Wukong didn't think that he could defeat Su Xingxuan with this stick, but when he saw Su Xingxuan's method of overcoming rigidity with softness, his eyes lit up, and he was very surprised, he smiled, "Okay, good, good ability, good ability, worthy of fighting with Three Eyes, this ability is better than ordinary people." Saying that, Sun Wukong's subordinates kept stopping, swishing, and in an instant, he attacked three sticks, hitting Su Xingxuan's upper, middle and lower three ways respectively.
Don't look at Sun Wukong, this person seems to be straightforward, simple, but these three sticks are not simple at all, the first stick, the force is up to a thousand jun, and he takes the path of one force to ten meetings, one stick down, no matter what he changes, all of them will be smashed.
The second stick, when leaving, the way of the world, only fast and not broken, the speed is so fast, Su Xingxuan hasn't even seen it clearly, the stick came to his eyes, and in an instant, he was about to smash on his body.
The third stick is the most mysterious of the three sticks, it seems to be just an ordinary blow, but on top of that blow, it is entangled with dozens of strengths, heavy or light, rigid or soft, long or short, unpredictable, blended together, once implemented, I am afraid that the damage caused by the first two sticks is much greater.
Seeing this move, Su Xingxuan also had to deal with it carefully, but with the three thousand avenues, there was no chance of winning at all in dealing with this fighting Buddha who became enlightened by things, Su Xingxuan immediately stretched out his hand to explore his arms, and the Netherworld Ten Thousand Soul Banner was suddenly sacrificed in the air, and he saw the yin wind gusting, the clouds surging, turning into a boundless barrier, and falling before the first stick.
I saw that the stick fell on the clouds, and the clouds scattered, but it was instantly condensed, and he let the rod scatter, but it was always stretched, like a punch on the cotton, that is, the cotton was dented, but it was always weak, and he couldn't help it.
At the same time, in the clouds, twelve pairs of bones rose to the sky, only to see that the bones were black, revealing all the luster, the so-called only fast is not broken, but only strong is not urged, the twelve bones are condensed by Su Xingxuan with the body of a big demon, gathering the fierce qi of countless unjust souls and ghosts in the Netherworld Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it is a breeze, infected by this fierce qi, it can also turn into an extremely sharp wind.
Now these twelve pairs of bones are based on the body of the Great Demon and the fierce qi is the element, which can be said to be the hardest thing in this world. The golden rod fell on the twelve pairs of bones, and a huge sound of gold and iron came from it, and when there was a loud bang, the twelve bones shook unsteadily, but it was difficult to hurt the bones in the slightest. Even Sun Wukong himself felt a huge wave of anyway power from the golden hoop stick in his hand, which shook him and made his mouth a little numb.
The two sticks missed, and the most powerful third stick also followed, at this moment, I saw that the clouds on the twelve pairs of bones were surging, and the heavy dead qi was gathered together, and the cathode turned to yang, but it was a burst of vitality, and in the vitality, the white bones and muscles, flesh and blood vessels gathered together, but twelve divine beasts were revealed.
The ugly cow of the rat, the tiger and the rabbit, the dragon and the snake, the noon horse and the sheep, the monkey and the chicken, the dog and the pig, the twelve Yuanchen are divided into twelve directions, Sun Wukong saw the scene in front of him, and the whole person was in a sea of stars, which should have been an earth-shattering stick, but it fell in the air in an instant, the sea of stars flowed, not seeing the east and west, north and south, no up and down, left and right, like a void.
"Hey, what is this?" I didn't expect Su Xingxuan to have such magical powers, plus Sun Wukong didn't know how to use the magical power formation, but he was surprised when he fell into the formation.
Looking at Sun Wukong who fell in the Twelve Yuanchen Great Array, Su Xingxuan smiled, "Buddha, this is the Twelve Yuanchen Great Array of the Poor Dao, based on the Twelve Yuanchen, reversing time and space, gathering the power of the Twenty-eight Stars, refining the starry sky, and condensing the four elephants, it can be called one of the strongest magical powers of the Poor Dao, if the Buddha can break through the Twelve Yuanchen Great Array, then the Poor Dao can only bow down, how?"
"You are not interesting enough, you know that my grandson is a martial artist, and you still use this strange thing to trick my grandson, isn't this deliberately bullying my grandson? No, no, you have to go out with my grandson and have a good fight, so it's interesting enough, just use your soft trick just now, isn't it good?" Sun Wukong couldn't help but say in the middle of the battle.
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