Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Ye wanted to curl his lips, surrendered before knocking enough?

Clap your hands, get up and walk away.

Xu Ming was finally relieved, he only felt his head was swollen, and he wanted to step off the stage ignorantly.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Zhu said angrily: "Aren't you going to take back your bowl?"

Only then did Xu Ming come to his senses, and turned to look at Ye Xiang.

"Benefactor, please return the bowl to me."

Ye Xiang frowned, "What bowl?"

The material of this black bowl is extraordinary, and he plans to melt it when refining the ancestral seal of the Celestial Master in the future.

"I am a treasure of Buddhist exorcism holy bowl, so many people have seen you snatch it away, do you still have to play tricks?"

Said with an ugly expression on the stage.

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

"Heh." Ye Xiang laughed.

These young monks used to play tricks, but now they want to be fair, they are really thick-skinned.

The referee teacher frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Ye Xiang and said, "Comrade Ye Xiang, you can snatch the opponent's weapon during the competition, but you must return it after the end."

"Row."

Ye wanted to nod.

He also knows that it is unrealistic to keep the black bowl, but if the other party comes to play dirty, why can't he play dirty?

"Wait a minute." Ye Xiang took out the black bowl and said.

In an instant, the true fire of samadhi appeared in his hand, directly refining the black bowl!

All the Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit in the bowl were quickly smelted and disappeared by the real fire of Samadhi.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of several eminent monks on Songshan Mountain changed.

Xu Ming was even more panic-stricken, and hurried forward.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

However, it was still a step too late. As one of the sacred fires of Taoism, Sanmai True Fire is not a problem for alchemy and weapon refining.

This black bowl was in the real fire of samadhi, and after a while it really became a useless waste bowl.

"Hey, pay you back."

Ye Xiang directly threw the black bowl to Xu Ming, there was still some true fire of samadhi on it.

Xu Ming wanted to accept it, but dared not.

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

Xu Ming's pupils shrank, the burning that penetrated deep into his soul made him extremely painful, but he still held on tightly to the black bowl, turned and left.

After stepping off the stage, the eminent monk got up and walked in front of Xu Ming, with Buddha light in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the samadhi real fire on the black bowl was completely removed, and the pain of emptiness that burned the soul of the soul was restored.

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

"It really is Samadhi True Fire."

Ye Xiang looked at him with a calm face, not feeling the slightest bit wrong.

These monks come to Yin, and they are ruthless, destroying a Buddhist treasure to teach them a lesson.

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

Ye Xiang stood on the stage, but didn't intend to go down.

A young and burly monk couldn't bear it any longer, he stood up directly and walked towards the stage.

Xu Zhu frowned slightly, but after thinking for a while, he didn't stop him.

Ye Xiang looked at the burly monk who came up, much stronger than Chen Wanyan, his whole body was full of tendons, and he even had a beard at a young age.

You can tell at a glance that it's the way to close combat.

When the referee teacher saw that the two were ready, he nodded and raised his hand to indicate that it was time to start.

The young and burly monk stood where he was, and just made a gesture of Zen seal, and the light of Buddha suddenly radiated from his body, blessing his whole body.

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

Immortal patterns also quickly appeared on his body, golden light emerged all over his body, and his eyes turned into golden pupils.

The two moved at the same time, punching each other with their fists and feet, and a powerful burst of force made everyone in the audience hold their breath.

Ye Xiang finally broke through the defense and slammed his fist hard on the opponent's chest, but it was like hitting a golden bell, and there was a counter-shock force in his arm.

He shook his hand, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Golden bell jar?

Kong Kong smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Benefactor? Why didn't you hit him?"

"Oh, what a hassle."

Ye Xiang sighed and rolled up his sleeves lazily.

The next moment, the whole person's momentum changed.

Hands up.

A shadow of Tai Chi slowly emerged from his body.

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

"Daoist Taijiquan seems to be able to restrain the golden bell."

Kong Kong frowned slightly, and tentatively stepped forward to punch Ye Xiang directly.

Ye Xiang turned sideways to dodge easily, swayed his palms to make legs with the step, joined hands with the step, and rolled his hands.

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

Bengzhang fell down suddenly.

boom!

Boom!

That formidable force obviously didn't break the golden bell cover, but all the force penetrated the empty chest.

"Pfft!"

Void spat out a mouthful of blood, half-kneeling on the ground wearily.

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

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Ye Xiang raised his hand, and collapsed his hand like flowing clouds and flowing water, transforming thousands of things.

Kong Kong gritted his teeth, he didn't intend to just admit defeat like this.

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

A gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and he recognized the monk's occupation on the stage.

The Laughing Lion and Arhat!

Ye wanted to take a deep breath for these four powerful attack skills, of course he wouldn't just stand still and take them hard.

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

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

Who knew that this angry lion would turn around and catch up. Seeing this scene, Ye Xiang quickly condensed brilliant lightning in his hands.

Immediately, everyone in the auditorium couldn't help but widen their eyes.

What a Rayfa!

There is no need to chant the thunder penalty!

A group of tyrannical palm thunder blasted out instantly, and instantly exploded with the roar of the angry lion!

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

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

Lei Fa Earth Bind!

The violent thunder and lightning came to Void in an instant like a spider web.

Void was about to jump up, but Lei Fa's speed was too fast to react in time.

The raging lightning instantly pierced through his body to paralyze him, and the Buddha's light was damaged and dissipated.

"what!"

Void was suddenly trembling by thunder and lightning, screaming again and again.

For a moment, everyone seemed to see the bones that had been electrocuted.

Seeing this familiar scene, Shi Jian felt empathy.

At this time, Ye Xiang was flickering with lightning, and he came to the void in an instant, his white eyes were cold, and a palm thunder condensed in his hand again.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zhu hastily got up to admit defeat to stop him.

But it was still a step too late, Ye Xiang, who was possessed by Lei Fa, was so fast that people had no time to react.

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

This time, the golden bell shattered directly.

The young monk flew out of the stage like a parabola, and landed right in front of Songshan University and others.

Injure him seriously, don't lie down for ten days and a half months, don't think about it.

Ye Xiang slowly revealed a purple Taoist robe, long hair fluttering, and majestic white eyes.

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

"Continue without a fight?"