Everyone: I recited the Three Thousand Daozangs to become a Heavenly Master

Ye Xiang pouted, this was not enough, so he surrendered, clapped

his hands,

got up and walked away.

Xuming was finally relieved, only to feel that his mind was swollen, and he wanted to step down in ignorance.

Seeing him like this, Xuzhu said angrily: "Won't you get your bowl back?"

"Donor, please return the bowl to me.

Ye Xiang frowned, "What bowl?" This

black bowl material is extraordinary, and he also plans to melt it when refining the Heavenly Master Ancestral Seal in the future.

"My Buddhism treasures exorcism holy bowl, so many people have seen you snatch it, and you still have to

cheat?" said on the stage with an ugly expression.

He turned his head to look at the referee, "Teacher, I still hope to uphold justice." "

Huh. Ye Xiang smiled.

These young monks used to play yin, but now they have to be fair, and their cheeks are really thick.

The referee frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he looked at Ye Xiang and said, "Comrade Ye Xiang, you can snatch the opponent's weapon in the competition, but you have to return it after the end." "

OK.

Ye Xiang nodded.

He also knows that the black bowl he keeps is unrealistic, but if the other party comes to Yin, why can't he play Yin?"

Ye Xiang took out the black bowl and said.

In an instant, the samadhi true fire appeared in his hand, and the black bowl was directly refined!

All the Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit in the bowl were quickly smelted and disappeared by the samadhi true fire.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of several senior monks on this side of Songshan changed.

Xu Ming's face was even more panicked, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"What are you doing, stop!"

However, it was still a step too slow, and as one of the Taoist divine fires, the Samadhi True Fire was completely out of the question.

This black bowl was in the true fire of samadhi, and it didn't take long for it to become a useless waste bowl.

"Now, give it back to you.

Ye Xiang directly threw the black bowl to Xuming, and there was still a little samadhi true fire left on it.

Xuming wanted to take it, but he didn't dare to take it.

But he still stretched out his hand, and the black bowl fell into his hand, and the samadhi true fire suddenly burned his soul through the palm of his hand.

Xuming's pupils shrank, and the burning deep into his soul made him extremely painful, but he still clung to the black bowl and turned to leave.

After stepping down from the stage, the senior monk got up and walked in front of Xuming, and the Buddha light in his hand was emanating.

In the blink of an eye, the samadhi fire on the black bowl was removed, and the pain of burning the soul of the void was restored.

The high monk looked at the exorcism bowl that had lost all Buddha nature, his eyes became extremely deep, and he looked up at Ye Xiang on the stage.

"It's really samadhi.

Ye Xiang looked at him calmly, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

These monks came to Yin, and they were ruthless, destroying a Buddhist treasure and teaching a lesson.

These people have a powerful inheritance, but they do this kind of thing?

Ye wanted to stand on the stage, and he didn't plan to go down.

A young and burly monk couldn't help it, so he stood up directly and walked towards the stage.

Xuzhu frowned slightly, but after thinking for a moment, he didn't stop it.

Ye Xiang looked at the Kuiwei monk who came up, much stronger than Chen Wanyan, covered in tendon meat, and had a beard at a young age.

At first glance, you can tell that it is a way to go in close combat.

After the referee saw that the two were ready, he nodded and raised his hand to signal that they could start.

The young burly monk stood in place, just making a Zen seal gesture, and the Buddha's light suddenly emanated from his body, blessing his whole body.

Ye Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, he felt the majesty of his physique from this burly monk!

Human immortal patterns quickly appeared on his body, golden light appeared all over his body, and his eyes turned into golden pupils.

The two moved at the same time, and they simply punched and kicked each other, and the powerful force exploded, so that everyone in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath.

Ye Xiang finally broke through the defense, and smashed his fist on the opponent's chest, but it was like smashing on the golden bell, and there was a sudden anti-shock force from his arm.

He shook his hand, and a hint of surprise crossed his eyes.

The corner of the golden bell jar

smiled at the corner of the void's mouth, "Donor, why don't you fight?"

"Alas, it's really troublesome.

Ye Xiang sighed and rolled up his sleeves lazily.

The next moment, the momentum of the whole person changed.

Two-handed up.

A Tai Chi phantom slowly appeared on his body.

Lin Feng immediately recognized Ye Xiang's hand and couldn't help but nod.

"Daomen Taijiquan seems to be able to restrain the golden bell jar. The

void frowned slightly, and tentatively stepped forward directly and smashed it directly at Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang easily dodged sideways, followed the step and waved his palms to make legs, closed his hands in a virtual step, and rolled his hands.

The void suddenly felt that his body was out of control, and he lost his center of gravity, and he didn't wait for a reaction.

The crumbling palm fell suddenly.

Boom! Boom!

That powerful force obviously didn't break through the golden bell jar, but all the strength penetrated the void chest.

"Poof!" the

void spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to his knees in a languid state.

He looked at Ye Xiang in disbelief, "What kind of fist is this?"

"Want to learn, I'll teach you." Ye

Xiang raised his hand, and the cloud hand collapsed like a cloud, transforming thousands of people.

The void gritted his teeth, he didn't intend to throw in the towel like this.

With a loud shout, the Buddha light on his body suddenly turned into an angry lion and rushed towards Ye Xiang fiercely.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and he recognized the profession of this monk on the stage.

Laughing Lion Arhat!

These four powerful attack skills, Ye Xiang took a deep breath, of course he would not stand stupidly in place and make a hard connection.

The golden light on his body was instantly compressed to the extreme, and Lei Fa possessed him!

In an instant, the whole person turned into a white thunder and instantly dodged this angry lion.

Who knew that this angry lion would turn around and catch up, seeing this scene, Ye Xiang's hand quickly condensed a brilliant thunder light.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes.

It's really

a thunder law! There is no need for a thunder punishment to chant a spell

! A tyrannical palm thunder burst out in an instant, and it exploded with the roar of the angry lion in an instant!

In an instant, the powerful energy on the stage erupted, and even the enchantment on the edge shook.

But Ye Xiang didn't stop, the thunder light in his hand condensed again, and slapped his palm on the ground.

The furious thunder and lightning were like spider webs, and they instantly came to the void.

The Void was about to jump up, but Leifa was so fast that he didn't have time to react.

The raging thunder law instantly penetrated the paralyzed whole body, and the Buddha's light was damaged and dissipated.

"Ahh

For a moment, it was as if everyone had seen bones that had been electrified out of shape.

Shi Jian looked at this familiar scene and felt very empathetic.

Ye Xiang flashed with thunder magic all over his body at this time, and instantly came to the void, his white eyes were cold, and a palm thunder was condensed in his hand again.

Seeing this scene, Xuzhu hurriedly got up to admit defeat and stop it.

But it was still a step too slow, and Ye Xiang, who was possessed by Lei Fa, was so fast that people didn't have time to react at all.

With a bang, Ye Xiang directly blasted the void out with a palm thunder!

This time, the golden bell jar was directly broken.

Like a parabola, the young monk flew directly down the stage, landing right in front of Songshan University and others.

Seriously injure it, don't lie down for ten days and a half months, don't think about it.

Ye Xiang's body slowly showed a purple robe, his long hair was flying, and his white eyes were majestic.

stared coldly at the monks of Songshan University in the audience.

"Without beating, continue?".