You have a good chance, I accept it.

"You came."

Looking at Wu Xin walking towards him step by step, Ming Ye slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

Ever since he walked out of Yinshan Mountain, he had received news that Foshan Fozi Wuxin also came for Divine Sword City.

At that moment, I also came for the Buddha in Foshan.

The thousand-year feud between Foshan and Yinshan will officially kick off from the meeting of these two juniors.

Tianhe County and other counties in Dongzhou have been quiet for a long time.

The long period of silence brought about an extremely violent counterattack.

And all the major forces have already noticed this.

Therefore, the prosperous age of Excalibur City is just the beginning.

"Donor, the little monk is here."

"I have long heard that the old man of Yinshan has accepted a disciple with extraordinary talents. Now that I see him, it is indeed the case."

In response, Wu Xin just smiled.

"Here we are, let's get started. Let me see how the Buddha, who is hailed as the most arrogant person in Foshan in thousands of years, is doing?"

Ming Ye stood up slowly, surrounded by black energy, and a golden Buddha slowly appeared behind Wu Xin.

The golden light of the golden Buddha bloomed throughout the square, and wherever the golden light shone, bursts of Buddha's voice appeared.

For many young people here, these Buddha's words have no impact on them at all.

"Come on, Ghost Lord, show me."

Ming Ye snorted coldly, and a huge black skull appeared behind him. Above the skull, there were bursts of gloomy and terrifying aura, which made people shudder.

On the surface, they looked calm, but in fact, the two of them had begun to compete secretly.

For a time, neither of the two could do anything to the other.

"Foshan Great Inaction Heart Sutra? It's really tyrannical, but let you try me, the Nine Great Ghost Lords of Yinshan Mountain."

Mingye's body fell back involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth and said.

In front of this Buddha statue, his strength was suppressed by 30%.

The master had told him earlier that Foshan was their real nemesis in Yinshan.

Foshan's Great Inaction Heart Sutra seems to be born to restrain their Yinshan.

However, he didn't believe it.

As Ming Ye roared, eight huge skulls slowly appeared behind him, and the skulls slowly surrounded Wu Xin.

Each of these nine skulls represents the ghost king in the boundless hell.

For a moment, the young people around the square used their spiritual power to resist.

The collision between these two people was really terrible.

One brings endless cold, the other brings endless warmth.

The young people watching the battle all around felt like they were in a world of ice and fire.

To be honest, this feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

"Buzz."

Wu Xin slowly uttered a word.

Suddenly, the golden light above the golden Buddha behind him shone brightly, and the two skulls completely dissipated under this golden light.

Ming Ye's face turned pale.

"Well."

Another word, Ming Ye Teng Teng took three steps back and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Woolen cloth."

puff.

Ming Ye knelt on the ground, looking at the black blood in front of her eyes, and raised her head to look at Wu Xin, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"Impossible, the Nine Nether Soul Locking Formation is here."

Ming Ye's face looked crazy, and he quickly formed a seal with his hands. A terrifying shadow appeared on the stage, and the shadow surrounded Wu Xin.

All around, chains stretched out one after another. The chains were completely black, with mysterious runes carved on them, exuding a terrifying black energy.

Chains wrapped around the golden Buddha, and the golden light of the golden Buddha was slowly suppressed.

"Lock the soul."

As Ming Ye shouted loudly, streaks of black energy appeared on the originally shining golden Buddha and began to erode the golden light.

In just a few seconds, half of the golden Buddha's body was completely black.

Half of Wu Xin's face also became extremely dark, and his body full of Buddha nature was gradually eroded.

Even so, Wu Xin just clasped his hands together and stood there, paying no attention to him.

"Ba."

boom.

As Wu Xin spoke, the black energy on the golden Buddha was immediately suppressed, and the golden light reappeared.

"mum."

There was another sound, and cracks began to appear in the chain locking the golden Buddha, while Ming Ye's aura surged all over his body, and his face was filled with madness.

He didn't believe it couldn't be locked.

"Lock me."

As the chains contracted violently, cracks gradually began to appear on the golden Buddha.

Once the golden Buddha is broken, Wuxin will definitely damage the Buddha's heart, and then it will be defeated.

When the young people around him saw this, they shook their heads.

It seems that this Foshan Buddha is going to lose.

"Hum."

As the last word fell, the golden light on the golden Buddha shone brightly, and the cracks just now disappeared.

The black chain also broke immediately.

Ming Ye spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt extremely weak.

His entire body hit the edge of the ring behind him.

"Donor, you have failed."

Putting away the golden Buddha, Wuxin clasped his hands and bowed to Mingye, then he sat cross-legged on the ground regardless, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

"Failed, defeated, I am not willing to accept it. I am not willing to accept it."

Ming Ye knelt on the ground with a look of reluctance.

Then he turned around and walked off the ring, walking towards the distance.

Although he didn't believe in this ending, defeat was defeat.

Ming Ye's defeat caused everyone around him to sigh.

It turns out that they all made a mistake just now.

"This is the real fight."

Ye Lin sat in his seat with admiration on his face.

From the battle between Wu Xin and Ming Ye just now, he learned a lot and made a lot of progress.

"What did you see? Why didn't I see anything?"

Seeing Ye Lin sigh, Li Youwei on the side looked strange.

In her eyes, isn't it just whoever has the quietest voice who wins?

"You, you should watch carefully, don't just watch the fun."

Looking at the little girl on the side, Ye Lin was speechless.

This Li Youwei is just watching the fun. If she gave the little girl two bags of melon seeds, it would be more vivid.

"What's so good about you hitting me and me hitting you? It's not as good as the third grandfather singing opera, it's boring."

Li Youwei shook her head, her face full of boredom.

"It's Brother Wushuang."

Suddenly, Li Youwei opened her eyes wide, her face full of surprise.

Ye Lin turned his head and saw Jian Wushuang, who was wearing a linen robe and carrying two long swords behind him, slowly standing in front of Wuxin.

"Monk, I'll give you time. If you're ready, remember to tell me."

After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, he just looked at Wuxin in front of him and waited.

He said he wanted to fight Wuxin, so he must fight Wuxin.

"Look, it's Jian Wushuang. Is Jian Wushuang going to attack? So exciting."

"Damn, after three years, is Jian Wushuang going to attack? This is a battle that will go down in history."

"Jian Wushuang is so strong. I don't dare to draw my sword just standing there."

Looking at Jian Wushuang on the stage, the whole square was instantly ignited.

Jian Wushuang is recognized by the world as the best of the young generation in Tianhe County.

The two Xuanhuang swords span the entire Tianhe County.

If a young person can catch a sword from Jian Wushuang, he can be a genius. If he catches two swords, he can be ranked in the entire Tianhe County.

Those who can catch three swords are top geniuses.

But these were only three years ago.

No one knows how strong Jian Wushuang is now.

"Donor, I have finished my recuperation. Come on."

Wu Xin slowly stood up, put his hands together, and looked at Jian Wushuang in front of him.

No matter how strong Jian Wushuang is, what does it matter?

Ye Lin is right. You can only know whether he is strong or not after fighting him.