The Venerable Amasha and the Venerable Milarare were both big figures in the great forces in the Tibetan region who could stand alone, and they still knew each other well, and after giving each other a salute, the cold-faced Venerable Amasha opened his posture and did not intend to speak again.

The grinning Venerable Mirage was not surprised, and he gave in a mixed greeting, only to see that the Venerable Master Amasha did not seem to appreciate it before he smiled and said, "I just thought that you let your disciples carry this sutra with you every time just to put on a show, but I didn't expect it to be your weapon!

With that, the Venerable Master Miraje struck at the Venerable Master with a vajra in his hand.

The Venerable Master Amasha waved the "Ebony Prayer Building" in his hand and struck it with Miraje, and what surprised people again was that the four bright yellow prayer flags inlaid with gold and jade on the "Prayer Building" did not know what material they were weaving, but they were not afraid of the sharp blade of the "Vajra Prayer" at all, but instead wrapped themselves around each other like a dragon.

As the saying goes, "one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous." The Venerable Master's "Ebony Prayer Building" was one man tall, and the four prayer flags were flapping and dancing between them, and the total length was too long, which was several times larger than the attack range of the Venerable Master's "Vajra", and in an instant the Venerable Master Miraj disappeared in the midst of the tumbling bright yellow prayer flags.

"Poof!poof!poof......" After a series of muffled sounds like rain hitting plantains, the Venerable Mirare, who had already lost the smile on his face, finally broke through the blockade of the four prayer flags and rushed out, and scattered and smudges were already faintly visible on his white robe.

"Master Amasha, your kung fu has greatly increased! This 'Ebony Sutra' has made it more and more unpredictable, I really admire!" Master Miraje smiled a little reluctantly.

"Hey, hey!" Venerable Amasha just sneered, but didn't answer.

The Venerable Mirare hated the root of his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. He could only wave the "Vajra Tree" again, and rushed towards the Venerable Master Amasha again.

The Venerable Master Amasha remained silent but sneered. In the past, the Venerable Amashia and the Venerable Mirage had also fought each other many times.

Several encounters, the Venerable Master Amasha had a gloomy personality. He has been forbearing, and he has not used all his strength, and he has not even used his unique weapon "Ebony Sutra", so he can have a draw with the Venerable Miraje, and even have a slight advantage.

Therefore, in this battle for the alliance leader, in order to be foolproof, the Venerable Amasha did not hesitate to expose his biggest hole card, the unique weapon "Ebony Sutra". It can be seen that he is determined.

However, the Venerable Mirage also seemed to be determined to do his best to seize the position of the leader of the alliance, so he knew that he was invincible, and still rushed towards the Venerable Amasha without hesitation.

Amaxia was quite disdainful in his heart, and the "ebony prayer building" offensive in his hand was even more fierce and ruthless, the ebony long pole was like a stick like a gun, pointing, poking, blocking, smashing, coiling, winding, ringing, belting, and the four bright yellow prayer flags were even more unguardable, always unexpectedly bringing huge trouble to the Mirage Venerable, and several times almost being entangled by the prayer flags.

It was still a few embarrassed donkeys who did not care about their demeanor that they dodged.

After dozens of moves, the Mirage Master was almost only able to parry. There's no fighting back.

When the Venerable Amashia and the Venerable Miraj staggered again, the lower end of the Emera's ebony long pole swept the lower end of the Mirage Master's lower plate.

The Mirage Master had no choice but to dodge. But then came four bright yellow prayer flags that once again wound up from all directions like spiritual snakes.

The Venerable Miraje, who was in mid-air, was already unavoidable, and the Venerable Amasha had the chance to win, and a smile finally bloomed on his cold face, and his mind finally slowed down a little.

However, just as the curvature of the corners of his mouth was picked, he noticed that the Venerable Miraje, who was about to be captured by him, did not seem to be panicked or frustrated at all, but had a hint of triumph in his smiling eyes......

"No! Miraj has always been cunning, and there must be deceit!" was the Venerable Master Amasha's heart, and before he could react, he saw the Venerable Master's thumb move slightly, and press it on an inconspicuous bulge on the handle of the "Vajra" full of intricate patterns.

The half-moon-shaped blade on the sky-shaped arm of Vajra at the top of the Vajra squirt shot out with a slight "click!" and flew out with a slender chain towards the Venerable Amasha with lightning speed.

Looking at the cold light on the oncoming half-moon-shaped blade, the Venerable Master was shocked, and hurriedly tilted his body to dodge, but it was too late, and the shoulder of the Venerable Amashya, who had avoided the critical point of the door, was still slashed by the half-moon-shaped blade, and blood suddenly gushed out.

The Venerable Master Amasha, who was wounded in the shoulder, could no longer hold the "ebony prayer building" with a loose hand, and fell to the ground with a "dangchang", and the encirclement and suppression of the Venerable Master Mirage by the four prayer flags were naturally self-defeating.

The Venerable Mirage also took it when he saw it, and with a flick of his wrist, the half-moon-shaped blade spun back under the traction of the chain, and the Venerable Mirage reached out with his other hand to catch the sharp blade, and did not continue to attack, but retreated: "Agreed!"

"You!" said the Venerable Master, who was very angry, but now that he had been defeated, he said no more, and rose up in hatred.

Behind him, a "Kadampa" disciple rushed up to apply the golden sore medicine to the Venerable Master, and complained loudly: "I have already formed an alliance, how can I be so ruthless!"

"Hehe! The sword and gun have no eyes, the poor monk has already shown mercy, the poor monk's 'vajra' is not only the 'flying blade', if the poor monk really wants to use the spicy hand, I am afraid that the Venerable Amasha will only have half a life left if he does not die at this time!" said Miraje unceremoniously.

"Needless to say, the Venerable Miraje has indeed shown mercy. The poor monk only thought that he was forbearant enough and left a killer weapon. I didn't expect that the Venerable Master Miraj was even better, and he had been hiding all the time in the past! This time the poor monk was convinced!" Venerable Amasha stopped the disciples who wanted to continue to defend themselves, and returned to his own sect to rest with his support.

"In this case, the Venerable Mirage won this game! The two Venerable Masters have superb martial arts, which is an eye-opener for me to wait, although the Venerable Master Amasha was accidentally injured and the ointment is a fly in the ointment, but fortunately, the injury is not serious, and it is also a great luck! I hope that you should be able to point to the end of the competition after that, after all, they are all allies now, so as not to hurt the harmony!" Yang mistakenly reminded after visiting the Venerable Master Amasha again on the stage with a slightly serious expression.

As the host of the conference, Yang Wrong could only make some kind reminders, and he had no right or ability to make more accusations, so he could only reluctantly continue: "The next battle of the 'Great Snow Mountain Dalun Temple' will be against the Tianci Master of the 'Western Regions Shaolin'. (To be continued.) )