My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1701 Lie down and heal quickly

When is this.

Are you still playing with Lao Tzu?

It seems that the alcohol is still not strong enough.

Ye Fan directly took out a large jar of wine: "Can you enjoy yourself? If not enough, I will have some tea."

"Okay, today I will toast with you to invite Mingyue, and we will drink together into three people and pour tea!"

Three rounds of wine.

Yuan Fang was already drowsy.

Ye Fan pushed his body vigorously: "You haven't said how to break the formation yet!"

"Hiccup~~"

Yuan Fang hiccupped and said in a daze, "The eyes of the formation are on the top of the tower of Leiyin Temple. As long as you drop a drop of blood, you will naturally be free from the control of the formation."

It turned out to be the case.

A flash of enlightenment flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, but in order to ensure that he was not pretending, he had to do a simple experiment.

"I'm leaving, you sleep well."

He walked straight out of the door, but kept his eyes on the inside of the room.

After a long time.

Yuan Fang didn't react by pretending to be drunk and stood up, so Ye Fan left.

There must be something strange about this matter, in order to ensure survival, let's talk about disarming myself first.

A drop of blood dripped into the eyes.

Ye Fan finally felt where the formation was.

Just didn't notice anything unusual.

early morning.

The immortals gathered again.

The battle still has to go on.

Today's first battle is between the human world and the Western religion, with Du Ping fighting against the Tiger Arhat.

"Brother Du Ping, come on!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly.

Du Ping nodded slightly, his eyes were full of smiles, he was probably the only one in the audience who would cheer for people from other realms.

"Hmph, it's really reckless for mere mortals to dare to confront the Buddhas." Fu Hu's eyes were full of mockery.

Du Ping was not afraid at all, but said calmly: "I was once praised as invincible in the world. There is no rival in the world. If I don't fight with immortals, who will I fight with? Besides, it is still unknown who will win the battle."

"Hahaha! I laughed so hard, the invincible in the world is nothing. Which one of you here is not invincible in the world? Fight with me, you are still young."

Du Ping didn't want to continue to entangle with him.

He has been suppressed for too long, and he must have a hearty battle to soothe the loneliness in his heart.

Suddenly, his fighting spirit surged, and a long sword appeared in his hand, which was covered with thunder.

With a flick of his wrist, the thunder light turned into a purple thunder dragon, and with endless roar, it rushed towards the crouching tiger Arhat.

Ye Fan was startled.

It turns out that Brother Du Ping's thunder technique has been cultivated to such a terrifying level that it is actually purple profound thunder.

This purity is no different from Heavenly Tribulation.

But Crouching Tiger Arhat was not afraid, he only had peace in his eyes, and he didn't have any intention of dodging.

I saw a dazzling golden light erupting from his body, covered with incantation runes, and Sanskrit sounds sounded in the void. Although it was not fatal, it was slowly affecting Du Ping's mind.

"boom!"

The thunder dragon was furious, and a terrifying gully formed in the void, shaking with the spell runes in the air.

The two did not give an inch, devouring and biting each other.

Endless energy exploded directly, and the arena on the ground was instantly submerged into pieces.

Hong Haier looked at the sky and scratched his head: "The two of them seem to have revenge for killing their father, and the first move is to kill them."

"Hey, this is the ruthlessness of fighting, I like it." The black mountain old demon smiled fiercely.

Fuhu Luohan smiled indifferently: "Yo, I didn't expect you to have some strength. It seems that I am going to be serious."

He fixed his gaze and waved his hand.

A golden tiger appeared in the void, which was condensed from his Buddha power.

He was riding on the tiger, and the two seemed to become one at this moment.

"kill!"

With a burst of drinking.

The figure of Crouching Tiger Arhat disappeared immediately, leaving an afterimage where it was.

When he reappeared, he was already not far from Du Ping.

That fist, the size of a sandbag, bears a huge "卍" character, as if mixed with infinite power, the power is terrifying.

"Haha, I can't beat it alone, has it changed to a combination of human and animal?" Du Ping mocked, but the long sword in his hand didn't stop.

The angle of his sword is also tricky.

Every sword went straight to the opponent's vital point, very sharp.

Relying on their mysterious body skills and fierce swordsmanship, the two were indistinguishable from each other.

A cold look flashed across Fu Hu's eyebrows.

It was a great insult to him to fight a mortal for so long.

"Death to Laozi!"

His boxing became extremely violent, and one fist turned into a shadow of fists all over the sky.

There was nothing in Du Ping's line of sight except the fist, but relying on his fighting instinct, he could catch the real fist every time and avoid being attacked.

Really difficult.

Crouching Tiger Arhat passed a chill.

With one kick, one golden tiger became two, and two became four.

They opened their bloody mouths, biting at Du Ping from different directions.

"You beast, don't be presumptuous!"

Du Ping knew that his long sword could not defeat the four golden tigers at the same time, so he threw the long sword into the sky suddenly, pinching the seal with both hands.

"I want to use my mortal body to fight the immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, how can I fail?"

"Lei Fa: Wan Lei Devouring Art!"

"Boom!"

The majestic Lingyuan shot straight into the sky from his body.

I saw that the closed space became extremely manic, and endless thunder condensed in the void.

He pointed with one hand.

The thunder raged and fell.

The split golden tiger wailed in pain, and within one breath it was annihilated into ashes.

what?
so strong?
Crouching Tiger Arhat trembled in his heart.

He really underestimated the other party.

This move, even if he wanted to resist it, it would be extremely difficult.

Think what comes.

The four golden tigers disappeared, and Lei Ting's target became him.

"Eat my thunder!"

"Hmph, do you really think I'm afraid of your thunder? Just kidding, I'll show you what absolute defense is today!"

Crouching Tiger Arhat was also impatient.

Put your hands together, and all the power of the Buddha gushes out of your body.

A golden tiger appeared around his body, it neighed into the sky, facing the thunder without fear.

The tiger's big mouth opened suddenly, and a golden energy cannon condensed in the mouth.

"Boom!"

Thunder fell.

The energy cannon also popped out of his mouth with a piercing sound.

When the two collide, the power explodes instantly, as if it can annihilate everything.

As soon as Du Ping gritted his teeth, the long sword was thrown out to the sky and combined with the thunder.

"Thousand swords piercing the heart! Fall!"

Falling with his voice.

There is only endless light in the entire ring space, and it is impossible to see any objects clearly.

No one knows what's going on inside.

I only know that the power fluctuation lasted for a long time.

The dust has settled.

The two people in the field stood facing each other.

Du Ping vomited blood and was seriously injured, holding his chest as if he was about to die.

Venerable Fu Hu didn't respond, but looked a little embarrassed.

"I admit that you are very strong, but you are still far from being able to compete with immortals with a mortal body."

Won?

Everyone in the Western Church showed a look of surprise.

Others frowned, not knowing who would win or lose.

Du Ping smiled indifferently: "It must be hard work to pretend, you should lie down and heal your wounds."

What do you mean?
no one knows.

And Fuhu Luohan smiled wryly: "How do you know I'm faking it?"

After all, his huge body fell directly to the ground, unable to afford serious injuries.

And the name of the magic weapon above has also changed, giving Fuhu a huge fork.

Seeing this scene, Qin Peck became excited.

"Who says humans can't beat immortals? Brother Du Ping, you're doing well."

Ye Fan was equally happy.

"Hahaha, seeing Fuhu's bear-like appearance, he was actually beaten into a dog by my brother Du. It's really ridiculous."

The pressure of the magic weapon receded.

The strength of Crouching Tiger Arhat recovered triumphantly.

He just stood up, as if nothing happened.

"You are very good. I hope we can still fight when you cultivate to the Golden Immortal level."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Back to Western teaching.

Fu Hu lowered his head.

It was originally a victory that had to be won, but unexpectedly lost.

This made Western religion completely passive.

"Trash." Avalokitesvara cursed angrily.

"sorry."

"Hurry up and go to rest. If you lose the next game, you can disappear completely."

Some people are sad and some are happy.

Seeing the miserable record of the Western Church in the Underworld, they almost laughed from ear to ear.

"With this level of strength, you dare to compete with me for the right to dispose of the demons? It's ridiculous." Beiyin Great Emperor laughed wildly.

Avalokitesvara gave him a hard look, but said nothing.

Although the next battle is very pessimistic, it does not mean that there is no winning rate.

And the key battle is the next one.

If the underworld also loses to the human world, then the Western religion still has a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Sure enough, things are always such a coincidence.

The next match was Qin Peck's confrontation with Zhong Kui.

There was no pleasantries between the two on the stage. Everyone knew the importance of this competition, and there was no room for holding back from each other.

"Boom boom boom!"

The battle was very intense.

Zhong Kui's spells are more aimed at ghosts and ghosts, and they have natural suppression power.

But it doesn't work very well for humans.

In addition, Qin Peck is the holy son of the human world, and in his previous life he was the disciple of Emperor Fuxi.

His strength far exceeds that of ordinary monks.

Finally won by a narrow margin.

So far, the human world has won two games in a row, gaining a considerable advantage.

There will be winners and losers in the next battle.

Scores from all walks of life bite very hard.

Ye Fan has been looking forward to a confrontation with Jianglong, but things backfired. Jianglong was just abused by the old black mountain demon, and the magic weapon didn't give him a chance to do it himself.

With the instrument running again.

Two words appeared on the screen - Ye Fan.

On the other side is Qin Peck.

"Is it finally coming?" Qin Peck smiled, looking forward to this competition in his heart.

Ye Fan shook his body a few times: "The one who should come will come, and finally he can repair this kid openly."

This match is very important.

It just happens to be able to decide who is the second in the demon world and the human world, and has the right to compete with the heavens.

The Western religion also attaches great importance to this competition.

If Ye Fan loses, it proves that his strength is not as good as Qin Peck, and Venerable Jianglong still has the strength to fight.

If they win, then Jianglong will probably be sent up to accompany the cannon fodder, and they have no hope at all.

The underworld is exactly the opposite of what they thought, they are very willing to see Ye Fan win.

Only in this way can Ye Fan's next victory be guaranteed.

Help them win the right to dispose of the Demon Race.

(End of this chapter)