Monk Lu Yuan's words made Han Feng speechless, which obviously satirized his lack of learning skills and lack of ability to control magic weapons, but his defeat had become a fact, so he had to step down angrily.

Jing Wujie secretly sighed that it was a pity, if he faced this fat monk, or a turtle shell-like defense, he would definitely not fight with him, and he would also brake quietly, his speed was fast, and he would see who could consume whom.

But Wang Youcai obviously underestimated the patience of Monk Lu Yuan, and he could meditate for a day and a night without moving the slightest. If both sides don't move, it will take a day, and it may not be possible to distinguish the winner or loser.

"Han Feng, don't be discouraged! You could have won this battle! Do you know that his defensive magic weapon is the famous tortoise shell fish! In the face of a large number of Buddhist disciples, how do you win?" Ling Cang said to Han Feng, who was still angry after stepping down.

Han Feng took a deep breath and saluted Ling Cang's head and said, "Han Feng is defeated, and the ancestor will give him the guilt!"

"That's it, what's the crime, you are too arrogant, if you had listened to the old man's words earlier, you would have been able to break through the tortoiseshell fish with your sword qi today, it must be the time for you to move in all directions!" Ling Cang's words had a deep meaning.

Han Feng stopped talking, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The second battle is the same beginner for more than five years, Han Lie is still just a long sword in his hand, and Lu Tong in addition to the Fazhao Temple seems to be a standard configuration of magic weapons, wooden fish, prayer beads, chimes, bells, drums, and an umbrella in his hand.

"Is it lawless for a monk to use an umbrella?" said Han Lie.

"Amitabha, the worldly umbrella blocks the wind and rain, and the little monk's umbrella blocks the demons!" Lu Tong sat cross-legged on the stage, chanted the scriptures, and offered this black umbrella with strange patterns.

This thing did not emit golden light like a Buddhist ritual weapon, but black and white light echoed each other, the black one emanated from the umbrella robe, and the white light emanated from the skeleton.

"What a strong demon!" Han Lie looked at the flying black umbrella and secretly called out what a powerful magic weapon. His own sword also flew out, and he fought fiercely with the umbrella.

"The little monk's umbrella, the umbrella bones and umbrella clothes are all taken from a black python with eight hundred years of cultivation, this python is only one step away from becoming a dragon, and then it has been refined by my Buddhist monks, and it is a superior magic weapon for subduing demons and eliminating demons!" Lu Tong said with a hint of pride. It seems that this thing is indeed extraordinary, otherwise it would not be so showy.

"It turned out to be a python skin, a turtle in front and a python in the back, and it's still eight hundred years! How many demon clans do you have to spoil when you cultivate?" After a few rounds of fighting with magic weapons, Han Lie sighed that this snake umbrella was indeed a good magic weapon with both offense and defense, and immediately withdrew the flying sword, and after biting his finger, he drew a blood talisman on the sword with blood, and sacrificed the sword again.

The sword with the blood talisman drawn, glowing red, the attack is more violent, and the control of the magic weapon on both sides has reached the point of perfection, relying on mana to urge the magic weapon, the competition is the control of the magic weapon and the durability of cultivation.

In addition to the magic weapon fighting in the air, the two of them began to compete in spells, Lu Tong coiled up the prayer beads, recited the scriptures, and saw that the posture was to invite the Arhat to the upper body, and Han Lie stepped on the Tiangang step, pinched the Taishang Jue with his hands, and recited the Sanqing Sutra with his mouth, which was also to invite God.

Buddhist disciples invite Arhats, Bodhisattvas help, Taoist disciples invite heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals help, this fighting method makes mortals who rarely see or do not see gods on weekdays shout and enjoy. The storyteller doesn't blink his eyes, and he has to remember every wonderful moment, and this topic is enough to talk about for a year and a half.

The cultivation of the two of them is superior among the younger disciples, and the speed of reciting mantras and pinching the tricks is also extremely fast, and the time for a few breaths has been completed to invite the gods to come up.

Since ancient times, immortals have fought and mortals have suffered, and now these two have invited the gods of their respective factions to come up. But the ordinary people in this hall couldn't stand the power of this magic weapon and the golden body, and the face cut by the wind like a knife, the exposed skin showed bloodstains, and the thick clothes were also separated, so everyone retreated in unison. But according to this posture, it is possible that the main hall of the Xuanjian Gate will be destroyed.

Han Lie saw that the wind was fierce and the air was surging, and he was also worried about causing damage to the main gate, so he shouted to Lu Tong: "Let's go out and fight again!" recalled the red mang's long sword, jumped lightly, jumped on the sword body, and roared out of everyone's heads with the sword, and flew out of the main hall.

Lu Tong also grabbed the python umbrella in one hand and flew out. The disciples of the two major factions followed, and the ordinary people who loved to watch the excitement also flocked out, completely ignoring the cause of the injuries on their bodies.

Li Kun, who was in the VIP seat, clapped his hands again and again and said, "It's really worth it to come here this time and see the fairy-like means!"

Interested followed, although the officials and squires didn't want to go out to blow the north wind, they all said yes and immediately followed. Some officials immediately held an oil-paper umbrella to protect the snow for Lord Thorn Shi, and the other immediately put on a cloak for Lord Thorn Shi, and those who didn't show it couldn't help but secretly hate their slow hands and feet.

The ordinary people also went out, the hall was suddenly empty, Wang Youcai was very happy to run to Ma Hu's side, pulling Ma Hu's sleeve, Ma Hu's solemn expression appeared a little relaxed, gently touched Wang Youcai's head, and said nothing.

And the monkey Xiaoliu poked his head out of Ma Hu's arms, revealing the eyes of two thieves, and after seeing the person clearly, he immediately got into Wang Youcai's arms.

It's fluffy, it's so warm!

The competition was changed to the outside, this world was already snowy, Han Lie and Lu Tong no longer had any scruples, and they were frequently big moves, this battle was related to the reputation of the two factions, Han Lie lost, Xuanjian Gate was completely lost, and he lost face in his own territory. And if Lu Tong wins, there will be no need to fight the next battle.

Han Lie can fly with a sword, which shows that his cultivation is profound, and his long sword is also extraordinary, in addition to sword qi, it also comes with gold enhancement attributes and flame attributes attached, and Lu Tong's magic weapon is nearly eight hundred years old demon beast python skinned and broken bones, with extremely strong earth attributes, and the defense is very amazing, it is definitely a rare treasure in the mortal world.

The golden and red long swords kept bombarding the python umbrella with earth-colored light, one with amazing attack power and one with amazing defensive power, and it seemed that for a while and a half they couldn't tell which was stronger and which was weaker.

But slowly Lu Tong's face changed, and the defense of the earth system was broken!

This Hanlie not only has two attributes, gold and fire, but also has a strong water attribute in the sword! Although there is only this long sword, this sword is already extraordinary, and it has multiple attributes, and its strength has been blessed several times.

Under the superimposed attack of the three attributes of the long sword, Lu Tong's umbrella has cracked!

"Just now your junior brother said, what would it look like if a Dao sword array could become twenty-seven, or eighty-one! Then let me tell you!" Han Lie concentrated his breath, and with a finger of his finger, the red mangsword immediately turned into eighty-one, and flew quickly towards Lu Tong's umbrella into a long snake, and passed through the black python umbrella one by one.

The cracks on the black python umbrella slowly spread, from point to line, from line to surface, until the lines of the entire umbrella surface were broken, and the skeleton of the umbrella also fell to the ground one by one, and this magic weapon was completely wasted.

"...... you?" The magic weapon was damaged, and the caster was also implicated, and Lu Tong spat out a mouthful of blood, reflecting the snow in front of him, and the person was also shaky. Several monks hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Tong, who looked sluggish.

In this battle, Lu Tong was defeated, and the defeat was very complete, and the destruction of the magic weapon was secondary, and this Buddha's heart was also affected.