Chapter 117 You Lose!

"Xuyun, why don't you just cooperate with me and Longxiang to use that trick? If it's that trick, I think we will have a great chance of winning." Elder Qingjing said seriously.

"That's right. When the three of us used that trick together, it was indestructible and invincible. We were invincible!" Elder Longxiang said seriously: "Besides, this demon is so powerful. I think only that trick can suppress it!"

Hearing this.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows. Could it be that these three people have a trick that they haven't used yet?

Hearing his companion's suggestion, Xuyun not only did not accept it, but he almost lost control of his emotions and roared: "Get out! Don't even think about letting me cooperate with you again!"

Looking at his stimulated look, it seems that he recalled something bad.

"You, hey!"

Seeing this, the two partners shook their heads helplessly.

Xuyun stared at Ye Junlin in the middle, gritting his teeth and saying, "Demon Ye, do you think that with two more of you, you can deal with us?!"

"You'll know if you try it?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Junlin flew out with a sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light flashed, approaching his brow.

Xuyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swung the magic stick and injected strong magic power, and the magic stick emitted a light as bright as the sun.

Bang!

Although the sword light was blocked, Xuyun's figure retreated more than ten feet, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and a strong sense of shock in his eyes.

Before, he had joined forces with the other two partners to deal with Ye Junlin with more people and fewer enemies. Now he wanted to fight head-on, but he was at a disadvantage as soon as he met him.

"Evil creature, don't be so arrogant!" Elder Longxiang swung the magic stick, the shadow of the stick was real and fake, and then he accumulated power and smashed it towards Ye Junlin holding the sword.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by an ancient bronze coffin, and the stick hit it hard, making a trembling explosion.

The clone Ye Junlin sneered, "Your opponent is me."

"Hmm," Elder Longxiang was in doubt, and a chill ran down his back.

"Longxiang, I'll help you!"

Elder Qingjing raised his hand and flicked it, and the diamond bracelet tore through the void like a spiral, dragging out a dazzling arc of light, and directly chopped the body of the clone Ye Junlin.

The power was so strong that ordinary tribulation perfection would be turned into blood mud if it hit it.

Suddenly, a melodious and crisp flute sounded, and a series of notes like substance condensed in the air, instantly intercepting the flying diamond bracelet.

Zila la ~!

The strong momentum of the diamond bracelet was blocked, as if it was firmly stuck by the notes, and it was difficult to move forward half an inch.

"Hmm?"

Elder Qingjing narrowed his eyes, and saw a silver-haired young man playing the flute, with a mocking smile on his face, walking slowly towards him.

"Before, you were three against one, now it's a one-on-one duel, it's fair, right?" Ye Junlin, holding the sword, said jokingly.

As he said that, he dodged and handed out a sword, the violent sword energy swept, and the blood-colored sword light slashed towards the abbot of the Hanging Temple.

"Not good!"

The cassock on Xuyun's body fluttered in the wind, and he frantically encouraged the power in his body and injected it into the ninth-grade mysterious weapon in his hand. The Tongtian Staff burst out with infinite Buddha light, and the breath was sacred and peaceful.

Rumble!

A huge conflict broke out between the two sides.

Xuyun showed pain on his face, and he gritted his teeth and resisted with difficulty.

"Hehe, how many moves can you block?" Ye Junlin turned his wrist, and the sword light crisscrossed, and the waves of murderous intent turned into blood red, like a floating blood cloud.

"Puff!"

After resisting the fierce attacks one after another, Xuyun finally couldn't help it, and vomited blood with a wow, with deep horror in his eyes.

The other two people were unable to help.

To be precise, they couldn't protect themselves either!

"Puff!" Elder Longxiang was knocked out by the Heaven Burial Coffin, and the blood he spat out was mixed with the broken internal organs.

The clone Ye Junlin held the Heaven Burial Coffin in one hand, and pressed forward with a domineering attitude.

The nearby Elder Qingjing was not much better. The magic weapon Vajra Bracelet that he was proud of was imprisoned by the musical notes and was difficult to activate.

In desperation, he had to give up and cast a spell to attack the figure playing the flute.

In an instant, the sound of the flute became passionate and turbulent, as if thousands of troops were galloping, or millions of lions were crossing the Yangtze River.

"What?!"

Elder Qingjing's expression changed drastically, and he felt as if his whole body was cut by thousands of knives, and he felt extremely painful.

In the field of vision, suddenly an ancient army came in a mighty manner. Some practitioners in armor held long spears, some waved swords, and drove unknown beasts one by one, and launched a charge.

The magic cast by Elder Qingjing could not kill them at all, and they soon fell into it and were stabbed by weapons.

"Ah..."

He was helpless and screamed.

"Qingjing, what's wrong with you?!" Elder Longxiang noticed this and shouted in disbelief.

In his opinion, the other party was like a possessed person. No one touched him, but he was wailing alone and even hurt himself...

"You should worry about yourself!" The clone Ye Junlin sneered and raised his hand to hit the Heaven Burial Coffin. The bronze coffin shattered the void and hit Elder Longxiang directly.

Boom!

The Demon Subduing Stick was almost broken.

Elder Longxiang bled from all seven orifices, and his heart was like a raging sea.

He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him at all!

How could this demon be so powerful? !

When they were still active in the East Region before, they had never heard of this person. Where did Xuyun come from?

When Ye Junlin performed the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones, the once famous Three Saints of the Hanging Temple were directly suppressed!

The tide of battle is reversed!

Stab~

A line of blood shot out from Xu Yun's chest, and he gritted his teeth to hold on.

At this time, the cassock on his body was broken, and the scars all over his body were shocking. He looked in a miserable state, without the posture of an enlightened monk like before.

Looking at the silver-haired young man holding a sword in front of him, Xu Yun's heart trembled.

If it weren't for the blessing of a large amount of incense power, he would have been hacked to death long ago.

"Is this the difference between people?" Xu Yun looked ugly.

Lao Na is the leader of Xuankong Temple, the recognized number one person in Florida!

If you die like this, what will your previous efforts be?

Thoughts are turning.

At this time, the abbot of Xuankong Temple recalled all the scenes of swallowing his anger in the past, as well as the moment when he finally reached the top of the mountain and enjoyed the world's meditation and worship. His eyes became bloodshot, and his face gradually became ferocious.

Boom! !

A powerful momentum broke out and shot straight into the sky.

Xu Yun was completely ready to fight and yelled: "You two, give me a helping hand!"

Elder Long Xiang spat out another mouthful of blood and cursed with a smile: "Grandma Amit, what a Buddha, if you had this kind of enlightenment a long time ago, would Qingjing and I still have to suffer so much?"

At the same time, as if being struck by lightning, Elder Qingjing silently recited the Dharma, and his eyes regained clarity. Only then did he see through the illusion and break away from the illusion created by the sound of the flute.

The next second.

The two of them quickly made secrets and changed their hand seals.

Uh-huh!

Then, they turned into two black and white light groups and disappeared into the body of the abbot of Xuankong Temple.

"Ahhhhh..." The roar, filled with pain, resounded over Mount Fantuo.

"This is it?" Ye Junlin was stunned.

As the light group in front changed, a strange-looking figure gradually emerged.

There are three heads with three faces. Xuyun is the main one, and the other two partners are supplementary. Three of the six arms are holding the Heavenly Staff, the Demon Subduing Stick, and the Diamond Bracelet. Under the infusion of majestic mana, they exude terror. energy fluctuations.

"Is this three heads and six arms?" Ye Junlin thought of the immortal magic he had heard in his previous life, but the strange change in front of him was obviously different from the traditional three heads and six arms.

Because this is three heads and six arms fused together by three people!

"Xuyun, we finally entered your body again!" On the left side of the head, Elder Long Xiang was very excited.

"Amitabha, back then we, the Three Saints of Xuankong Temple, relied on this move to become invincible in the same situation!" Elder Qingjing said with emotion on the head on the right.

"Shut up, shut up..." As the leader, Xu Yun was sweating profusely and his expression was very painful.

This unique skill can fuse the three casters together, twisting all the power into one rope.

But one difficulty is that as the leader, you will endure tremendous pain, especially when the other two people merge into your body. The pain is beyond imagination, and every minute and second is a torment!

Therefore, after so many years, Xu Yun felt that it was unbearable to look back and would never use this trick unless absolutely necessary.

Unfortunately, it backfired!

"While... taking advantage of this moment... we must deal with him as soon as possible!"

Xuyun's eyes were about to burst, and the three magic weapons burst out with brilliant light. The other three hands formed hand seals and were also accumulating power to cast spells.

Ye Junlin looked weird. Why did this old bald donkey look like his balls hurt?

However, feeling the terrifying energy fluctuations ahead, Ye Junlin rarely became serious.

Uh-huh!

The other two clones came to both sides, their gazes straight.

"Today, either you die or I live!!" Xu Yun roared hysterically and unleashed a powerful blow.

That destructive aura made the entire Fantuo Mountain tremble.

It can be said that the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and the scene is terrifying!

"kill!"

Ye Junlin combined the power of the other two clones and swung a sword light that opened up the world.

Rumble~! ! !

Everyone's field of vision was filled with white, and they all entered a state of temporary deafness. It seemed as if the heaven and earth had stopped, and time and space had frozen.

"Master!" Li Wujie's scalp was numb. Is this a battle between top powers?

"Hey, Shushu is going blind!" Bai Xiaoxi subconsciously covered her eyes.

The Big Mushroom King was so frightened that he trembled all over, "Oh my god, the human race is so scary."

Hong Qianye's breathing was rapid, as if she was trying her best to ask for proof, "What's going on?"

Terrifying energy fluctuations raged, and the mountain-protecting formation was shattered by the impact. The entire Pure Land Kingdom shook like an earthquake, and countless people were frightened and terrified.

Gradually.

This wave fell into silence.

The ancient temple was almost in ruins. The surviving elders and disciples looked up with confidence.

But the next second, their faces were full of despair and they cried out sadly: "No..."

The Three Saints of the Hanging Temple, who used to dominate the Eastern Territory and intimidated all forces, were now in a miserable state, kneeling on the ground covered in blood.

Only the three figures of Ye Junlin stood side by side in the void, raised their chin slightly, and said calmly: "You lost."