Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

As the fight continued, Zhang Yifeng could no longer see the figures of the two monks. In his sight was the bright Buddha's light. The Buddha's light formed a barrier, sealing off the surrounding fifty meters and blocking out all movement within fifty meters. Zhang Yifeng could only see a slap appearing in the Buddha's light from time to time, and an angry Buddha appearing from time to time.

The two fought for about five minutes before a loud bang was heard, the Buddha's light shattered, and two figures flew out of the Buddha's light almost at the same time.

Boom!

The two fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit into the ground, and both spurted out a large mouthful of blood. It looked like they were both injured.

"Junior brother, you are hiding very deep. I haven't seen you in the past few days, but your Dharma is on par with mine! But since you took action today, I can't help you continue to grow! Subjugate the Demonic Pestle!"

Monk Zhaopin's face turned pale. He wanted to stand up from the ground, but couldn't stand up for a moment. But he knew that his junior brother Zhaoru's situation was not much better than him. Just now, the two of them used Ten Thousand Buddhas to Chaozong at the same time. The huge power made them The internal organs of both of them were greatly damaged. Since he couldn't stand up, his junior brother definitely couldn't stand up either. Suddenly, a Buddhist pestle that released golden light appeared in his hand. After a low drink, he directly sacrificed the demon-subduing pestle. Hit the monk Zhaoru.

The Demon-Conquering Pestle is not big, with many runes engraved on it, but even this small Demon-Conquering Pestle gives people the feeling that the sky is falling. Wherever the magic pestle passes, cracks appear in the space like a mirror.

If he were hit in the head by this blow, his brain would definitely be blown away.

"go!"

The monk saw the magic pestle falling from the sky and threw out a golden iron bracelet.

The iron bracelet lifted into the air and seemed to grow larger. He directly faced the demon-subduing pestle falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom!

The demon-subduing pestle collided with the golden bracelet, and a muffled sound erupted. A terrifying shock wave spread out from the air and disappeared quickly.

It seemed that neither the Demonic Pestle nor the Golden Bracelet could do anything to the other, and they were deadlocked in the air. As the stalemate continued, the faces of the two became more and more ugly. The energy and the magic weapon were connected, and the two of them definitely felt uncomfortable.

"good chance!"

On the side, Zhang Yifeng, who had been waiting for time, his eyes lit up. He knew that the opportunity had come. These two people were not weak in Buddhist practice. If he fought with either of them, he would be defeated, but now the two of them fought. The real fire gave him the opportunity to take away the cassock.

The breath-holding technique was used to its extreme. Zhang Yifeng moved forward slowly step by step. He did not go directly to get the purple gold cassock, but planned to make a circle, bypass the two people, and then steal the cassock. The two had a fierce fight and it was the best now. Chance.

After taking just two steps, Zhang Yifeng stopped and was ready to get the cassock again.

He began to carve the formation on the ground. If he was really discovered, he would activate the formation as soon as possible. In this way, with the breath-holding technique to hide the breath, it was a fool's dream for these two monks to chase Zhang Yifeng.

If possible, he planned to "wake up" these orange-eyed ghost soldiers. By then, these two sanctimonious monks would be tricked and they would not dare to stay in the ancient city.

After spending five breaths, Zhang Yifeng simply arranged two formations. He did not dare to arrange them for too long, for fear of making any big noise, and for fear that the battle between the two would end prematurely.

After setting up the formation, Zhang Yifeng continued to act.

At this time, both monks spit out a mouthful of blood, and the two Buddhist magic weapons were bounced away from each other, but they collided together again. Now is the time to compete to see who can hold on longer, so don’t let go!

Once loosened, the opponent will be able to take advantage of the situation, and the end result will be that his head will be blown off by the opponent's magic weapon.

"Junior brother, you actually have murderous intentions towards me. Where is your compassion?"

Zhaopin's voice came, and he planned to distract the monk through his words. But the monk didn't pay attention to him at all, and he would be distracted by talking at this time.

When Zhaopin saw that Zhaoru didn't open his mouth at all, he knew that there were no words, so he simply kept silent and controlled the demon-subduing pestle in the air with all his strength, and kept hitting the diamond bracelet.

The two got excited about fighting, but they didn't know that a figure had quietly approached Bai Gu at this time. This person was naturally Zhang Yifeng.

"Amitabha, senior, this junior has offended you, I will take your clothes away."

After bowing to the bones, Zhang Yifeng put his hand on the cassock.

drink!

At that moment, a loud shout suddenly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's mind, like a god king being angry and unstoppable.

Zhang Yifeng felt his head was dazed for a while, and there was a brief blank. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was rolling. If the wisdom tree hadn't opened up land and made his sea of ​​consciousness extremely stable, just this sudden shout would have been enough to knock him away. kill!

This loud shout was the lingering power left by the monk after his death. Even if he died, he would not allow others to desecrate his bones, strip him of his clothes and let him run naked.

"who!"

Zhang Yifeng had just regained consciousness, and before he could scold the dead bald donkey for not having any compassion at all, and for being evil even after people were dead, he heard two angry roars.

Zhao Pin and Shao Monk have discovered him!

Just now, he fell into a short blank, and naturally could not perform the breath-holding technique. Although his breath was only released momentarily, it was captured by the two monks immediately.

The two monks turned around and found that a young man had stood next to Bai Gu at some point, and they didn't notice it at all!

"not good!"

Zhang Yifeng looked shocked, then without saying a word, he immediately peeled off the golden cassock from Bai Gu and ran away.

Without the purple and gold cassock, the skeleton's body began to tremble, and then turned into ashes all over the ground, which were blown everywhere by the wind.

"Junior brother, put away your diamond bracelet quickly, or this kid will run away!"

Zhaopin yelled at the monk, looking very anxious. But the monk was not so obedient, he just frowned slightly and said.

"Senior brother, you take it first."

The monk is not stupid. The magic weapons of the two have been locked in a stalemate in the air. At this time, whoever withdraws his power first will suffer! At that time, I'm afraid it may not be as simple as serious injury.

Seemingly knowing that Monk Sha had seen through his intentions, Zhaopin spoke again: "Amitabha, let's collect it together! Otherwise, this kid will run away."

"Okay." The monk nodded.

Zhaopin then continued: "Now, take it!"

The two of them pretended to retrieve the magic weapon in the air for a certain distance at the same time, but the two magic weapons had just separated and continued to attack almost at the same time!

boom!

With a muffled sound, the two magic weapons continued to collide.

Both of these monks wanted to kill each other first when chasing Zhang Yifeng, but now it seems that both of them are extremely cunning people. No one dares to relax.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng disappearing into the ghostly aura, he would be invisible to the naked eye if he didn't pursue him.