Urban Witcher

Xiaoyaofei looked up at him, and replied: "The poor monk is weak in discipline, please ask Senior Brother Wang to discipline him."

Wang Daoqian was stunned for a moment. He wanted to find a way for himself to step down, so he said that, but instead he made himself a part of the army. Just as he was hesitating, Sibao grinned and said with a smile: "Welcome Master Wang to discipline you."

"You son of a bitch, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Being provoked in front of so many people, Wang Daogan couldn't bear face anymore, he slapped the table, jumped to the square outside, pointed at the Four Treasures and cursed: "Do you dare to come out!"

Sibao immediately stepped forward, stood in front of him, and waved to Wang Daogan. At this time, some disciples from Longhu Mountain wanted to come up to persuade them to fight, but Mu Han waved his hand and asked them to stand aside, and then looked at the two who were about to fight with great interest.

Green City Mountain is a well-known sect in the first echelon of the magic world, but Wang Daoqian's strength is a little worse than that of several great masters, and he is considered first-class. He looked at the Four Treasures and felt a little guilty, but at this point in the matter, it is impossible not to do it He was thinking about how to retreat completely, so he took out a whisk from his sleeve, walked towards the Four Treasures' camp step by step, and said in his mouth: "You rude young man, if you didn't look at your uncle's face today, you would definitely let him go!" You look good!"

Si Bao stroked his bald head and said with a chuckle, "Don't, Boss Wang, you should teach me a lesson. Come quickly."

"Speak wild words!" Wang Daoqian drew a whisk in front of him, chanting words. As he swept past with his whisk, the air flowed rapidly and condensed into the shape of a dragon, hovering around him.

He drew a few more strokes, and the air condensed into seven dragons, circling around him and roaring.

"Heaven and earth wind and thunder!"

Wang Daoqian roared and rushed towards the four treasures, and the seven dragons rushed forward in an instant.

Everyone's eyes fell on Sibao, to see how he could break this move. Sibao took half a step forward, clasped his hands together, and began to chant a mantra. A Buddha light flew up above his head and fell like fireworks, forming a huge Buddha statue. , with nine heads and eighteen arms, each holding a different magic weapon, namely: Yingluo, lotus, necklace, bracelet, precious pestle, golden bow, silver halberd, flag, precious banner, token, alms bowl , Relic, and the other six hands facing each other in twos, clasped together.

Half of the buddha statues, the instruments in their hands are shining brightly, and their images are more realistic, like a real buddha standing in front of them, not Xu Huan's.

"This, what kind of spell is this!" Many people screamed on the spot. They didn't have the knowledge of a master. When they saw this for the first time, they were dumbfounded and didn't understand what kind of spell it was.

The words "Golden Body Arhat" spread quickly, and the public was even more astonished. All the Buddhist disciples stared at the Four Treasures with sparkling eyes. The corners of Xiaoyaofei's mouth showed an intriguing smile, and said to a disciple beside him: "Who is there?" The Taoist sect is suppressing the Buddhist sect now, and the Buddhist spells have even more great supernatural powers!"

Looking at the situation, Wang Daogan was actually a little bit timid, but now he was on the verge of riding a tiger, so he had to shout, the seven dragons flew towards the four treasures, surrounded the golden arhat above his head, and attacked wildly.

The golden arhat held a magic weapon and defended calmly. Of these seven dragons, one sprays water, one breathes fire, one sprays thunder, one wraps its body around the opponent, one coils like a mountain and presses it down with force, and one spits out mist, wrapping the Four Treasures and the Golden Arhat in the middle, It was foggy, and everyone watched with wide eyes.

"Little monk, I can't do it. The Nine Transformations of the Canglong can't hold you down!" Wang Daoqian used the whisk technique to control the seven dragons, jumping up and down, and his movements became faster and faster.

"Om..."

Following the seven deafening dragon chants, the seven dragons also used their means to the extreme. Under their frenzied attack, the image of the golden arhat suddenly blurred, turning into layers of golden light, and attached to the body of the four treasures. A barrier was formed to protect him.

Seeing the golden body disappear, Wang Daoqian was overjoyed, thinking that his attack had worked, he continued to attack around the four treasures, and shouted: "Little monk, if you can't stand it, just say it, and the poor way is still the same sentence!" , for the sake of your uncle, my subordinates..."

Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him made him close his mouth involuntarily:

A dark cloud came from nowhere, covered the sky, and it was gray everywhere. Everyone was looking around, and the golden light on Sibao suddenly rose. Set it on the left side of Sibao.

This person made up of Buddha's light wears a magic crown on his head, wears ancient Chinese clothes, and holds a lotus lamp in one hand. The lamp is extremely bright, like a two-hundred-watt light bulb.

"Di Shitian!" A Buddhist disciple yelled, and even wanted to kneel down to salute, but was pulled by the people around him to realize that this was an illusion, and they all stared blankly at this Di Shitian who appeared out of thin air. The phantom, even Xiaoyaofei and other Buddhist masters were shocked, but they behaved relatively calmly.

The seven dragons began to besiege Indra.

Di Shitian took out a short spear with his right hand and swiped across the air. The tip of the spear passed across the dragon's body, forming a huge wound, with smoke flowing out from the middle, like fresh blood.

The tip of the gun slashed again, directly cutting off their heads, and the seven dragons quickly disappeared.

Wang Daoqian stood there in a daze.

Di Shitian took a step forward, threw the lamp in his hand high, and the brilliance bloomed on top of Wang Daoqian's head, completely enveloping him.

The Buddha's light instantly became extremely bright, causing everyone to cover their eyes.

"Four Treasures, don't hurt anyone!"

Xiaoyaofei closed his eyes and shouted.

About ten seconds later, the brilliance dissipated, and so did the black clouds. Everyone opened their eyes, and Di Shitian disappeared. Only the Four Treasures were still standing there, leaning over to look at Wang Daoqian—Wang Dao Sitting paralyzed in front of him, with his mouth half open, he stared forward with a dazed expression.

Sibao stretched out his hand, put it in front of his forehead, paused for a while, Wang Daogan didn't respond at all.

"Boss Wang, let's eat!"

Sibao yelled and flicked his forehead with his fingers at the same time. Wang Daoqian's body bounced like an electric shock, jumped up, looked up at Sibao, saw Sibao's bewildered smile, and was stunned.

"Fight, why don't you fight! What happened just now?" Wang Daoqian shouted loudly, Sibao didn't reply a word, got up and went back behind Xiaoyaofei, and when he passed by Ye Shaoyang, he blinked at him.

Only then did the people present come to their senses, and they looked at each other instantly. Even though most of them were limited in strength, they could see the scene just now clearly. Bombing, but any dangerous means, Wang Daoqian is dead now, and he had it last time.