The sun is gradually rising, noon is approaching, Luo Zhuo has not appeared, Monk Xuanwei has been sitting quietly on the platform, slightly closed his eyes, above his head, there is a dark cloud that automatically covers the sun, casting a shadow.

Eldest Sun Yu and those children of the family who had fought with Luo Zhuo before had also arrived in the stands, and they naturally would not let go of this kind of scene.

"I said Brother Eldest Sun, Brother Luo won't avoid the battle, right?" said a young man beside Eldest Sun Yu shaking his fan.

"A dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth!" Changsun Yu scolded, "My friend of Changsun Yu, how can he be such a timid and cowardly person? He said a reason why he didn't even believe it, Chang'an City is very big, but he knew that there was a competition, so he wouldn't come a little earlier.

Many spectators in the stands have begun to express their dissatisfaction, but the monk Xuanwei in the ring has not been moving.

Just when the sun moved above everyone's heads, a figure appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena, the figure seemed to be strolling leisurely, looking slow and leisurely, but in just two steps, the person had already gone from the entrance of the martial arts arena to the ring.

"Lord Luo Shi is a believer. As soon as Luo Zhuo appeared in the ring, Monk Xuanwei opened his eyes and spoke.

"I'm here, let go!" Luo Zhuo said coldly, his eyes swept away, and he saw Zhou Yan with dull eyes in the stands, and said angrily: "Monk, you dare to poison him!"

"Lord Luo Shi doesn't need to be angry, Lord Zhou Shi is fine. Monk Xuanwei said, "She just fell into my dream bubble Dafa, and the world can't see through greed, hatred, hatred, and stupidity, so she can't get out of that dream bubble." ”

"Evil words confuse the public!" Luo Zhuo snorted coldly, "I have come as promised, and I will not let anyone go!" The last sentence he shouted angrily, and his voice spread far away, causing a burst of echoes.

"I've never stopped her from leaving, it's just that she doesn't. Master Zhou knows that Buddhism is the only way to liberation, and if he has the heart to take refuge in my Buddha, I naturally do not hesitate to advise. Monk Xuanwei said.

"You!" Luo Zhuo's anger was indescribable, and he once again saw the shamelessness of Monk Xuanwei.

Taking a few deep breaths, Luo Zhuo calmed down his emotions, he knew that losing his mind at this time would not help, and he could only trap himself in it.

"Let's do it. Monk Xuanwei said indifferently, and did not stimulate the isolation formation.

Luo Zhuo didn't say a word, at this moment he was already like water, the earth was trapped for six hundred years, one of Luo Zhuo's biggest gains was that he had been refining his heart in the world for many years, and it played a role again at this time, once he entered the state of hands-on, there was no trace of distraction in his mind.

Reaching out and grabbing it forward, as if pulled out of the void, a blood-colored long knife that looked very similar to the Shura knife appeared in the palm of his hand.

Luo Zhuo had already made a move unceremoniously, facing a master whose realm strength was much higher than his own, humility was tantamount to looking for death.

Facing the menacing Luo Zhuo, Monk Xuanwei still didn't get up, he folded his hands in front of his chest, chanted a Buddha horn, and countless ripples appeared in the air.

Luo Zhuo's sword light seemed to be only one step away from Monk Xuanwei, but it seemed to be slashed in different spaces, and he couldn't reach Monk Xuanwei.

Luo Zhuo understood that it was not the law of space, but a kind of spiritual illusion, and the dream bubble Dafa of Monk Xuanwei was actually a spiritual attack, which directly acted on Luo Zhuo's consciousness, making him have an illusion, and it was this illusion that made his attacks actually fall in the wrong place. It's like a high-level ghost hitting a wall.

Luo Zhuo knew, but he couldn't see through it, although his spiritual power far exceeded the cultivation level, but in the face of a master who specialized in cultivating spiritual power, there was still a bit of a gap, knowing that this was a spiritual attack, but there was no way to crack it.

However, his attacks did not stop, and the sword technique was endless, looking at the eyes of the onlookers, they knew that Luo Zhuo was not in vain to win so many victories, and this sword technique alone looked no less than that of the eldest grandson.

Luo Zhuo is not doing useless work, spiritual power is a kind of power, Taoism is a kind of power, martial arts are also a kind of power, although the forms are different, they can affect each other, the power of the sword method can destroy the spiritual spell, although Luo Zhuo's knife method cannot be cracked with one blow, but it is still slowly wearing down the power of this dream bubble Dafa.

If Jiang Yiping is here, there is no need to be so troublesome at all, just cut it out, no matter what kind of fantasy bubble it is, it will be cut in two.

The reason why Monk Xuanwei didn't take down Luo Zhuo immediately but used the Dream Bubble Dafa to consume his strength True Yuan was also to really recover Luo Zhuo, his eyesight naturally saw that Luo Zhuo was a body refining immortal, this heavenly immortal refining immortal is not much, if he can transform a body refining immortal, it will be of great help to him in the future.

Zhang San is actually not wrong, there are two kinds of Buddhism, one is to really accept as a disciple of Buddhism and teach Buddhism, and the other is to brainwash people and turn them into puppets, and from then on only listen to the orders of his people, whether it is Sanche Monk or Xuanwei Monk, what they said to Luo Zhuo is the latter, of course, if Luo Zhuo falls into their hands, I am afraid that he will really become their puppet.

If the three-car monk makes a move, he is afraid that if a mantra is spoken, he will directly temper Luo Zhuo, but Xuanwei monk does not have this kind of ability, he wants to temper Luo Zhuo, he needs to make Luo Zhuo exhausted before he can start, after all, although he is several realms higher than Luo Zhuo, he is not to the point where he can completely ignore Luo Zhuo.

Although he reported this idea, he didn't expect that Luo Zhuo's toughness was far beyond his imagination, and the power of his Dream Bubble Dafa was about to be consumed, and Luo Zhuo's sword light couldn't even be seen to weaken in the slightest.

"Body Refining Heavenly Immortal, sure enough, it is just right for you to come to my Spirit Mountain to be a wrestler. Monk Xuanwei said, his right palm pushed forward, and a huge palm appeared in the air and slapped towards Luo Zhuo.

"Hmph, it's you who are waiting for you to make a move!" Luo Zhuo sneered, the blade was facing upward, and the two broken knives came out, this blow had been brewing for a long time, and when the Xuanwei monk put away the dream bubble Dafa and wanted to capture him, his vision was no longer affected, and the huge palm had been split in half with one knife, and the two broken knives continued to fall towards the Xuanwei monk.

"Two broken knives, indeed exquisite. Monk Xuanwei said that the more powerful Luo Zhuo became, the more happy he was in his heart, so that he would have a greater sense of accomplishment after accepting Luo Zhuo.

One punch was thrown, and the two broken sword intent shattered under his fist, this was the first time Luo Zhuo had seen someone who could shatter two broken sword intent with one punch, which even Chang Sun Yu couldn't do.

However, he had long known that it was impossible to make meritorious contributions so easily, and his wrists were moved, and several knives were slashed, the same two broken knives, and they slashed at Monk Xuanwei from different angles.

Monk Xuanwei clasped his hands together, and a circle of golden light appeared around his body, as if Arhat had descended into the world, and the two sword intent were cut on it to make a sound of gold and iron clashing, but it did not cause any harm to Monk Xuanwei.

Luo Zhuo has been invincible since he learned the two broken knives, and this is the first time he has been frustrated, and the senior disciple of the Tang Dynasty Holy Monk is really good.

"Enough fun, Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!" Monk Xuanwei shouted, a palm pushed forward again, and a huge palm that was clearly visible even appeared out of thin air, pushing forward, as soon as that palm appeared, even the people in the stands who were palming each other felt a huge pressure rushing towards him, not to mention Luo Zhuo, who was facing the enemy head-on.

"Boom-" With a loud bang, Luo Zhuo's figure flew out for several feet, fell to the edge of the ring, knelt on one knee, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, just one move, Luo Zhuo was already injured, this Xuanwei monk's strength is indeed not comparable to the eldest grandson Yu of the Heavenly Immortal Ninefold.

"You are not my opponent, so admit defeat obediently, otherwise I may not be able to hold my hand and seriously injure you. Monk Xuanwei looked at Luo Zhuo and said.

"Monk, Heavenly Immortal Eleven, I'm really not your opponent now!" Luo Zhuo spat out the blood foam in his mouth and showed a somewhat hideous smile, "But if you want me to bow my head, you are not qualified enough." ”

There was blood flowing out of his hand, flowing down the hilt to the blade, the blade seemed to be burning, and there were fiery red flames on the blade, and after a few breaths, the long knife in Luo Zhuo's hand was already surrounded by flames, like a flame knife.

"Immortal Divine Fire, do you think this can be turned over?" Monk Xuanwei smiled contemptuously, and slapped out a palm again, this time it was even more powerful, and one palm was about to hit Luo Zhuo hard.

"Then you can try. Luo Zhuo roared, holding the knife in both hands, and with a knife, endless flames emanated from the blade, overwhelmingly surging towards Monk Xuanwei.

In an instant, the palm of his hand had been flooded with flames, and the forbidden method of fourteen days of sleepless meditation had already been unfolded, and the blood on Luo Zhuo's body flowed onto the blade like no money, and then turned into countless flames, and the power of the flames carried two sword intents, completely enveloping the figure of Monk Xuanwei.

In the eyes of the people outside, the entire ring turned into a sea of fire, whether it was Luo Zhuo's figure or the figure of Monk Xuanwei, they had all disappeared.

After a short period of temptation, Luo Zhuo knew that his strength was too much worse than that of Monk Xuanwei, and the strength of this Xuanwei Monk was even better than that of Su Mofang, who was consummated by Heavenly Immortals, so he immediately cast the Flame Melting Heaven Forbidden Method, burning blood to urge the power of immortal fire.

"What kind of means can this break my golden body?" Monk Xuanwei's angry voice came from the flames.

"Monk, admit defeat and solve the spell on Zhou Yan's body, otherwise you will die!" Luo Zhuo's voice was full of murderous intent.

"Brother Changsun, Brother Luo doesn't really want to kill the disciple of the Holy Monk, right?" said the noble son beside Changsun Yu with his mouth wide open, and the reversal of the scene was too fast, just like that, Monk Xuanwei actually fell into the disadvantage? )