The heavens begin from Pingyang City

Chapter 67 Battle against Dorcha (please order first)
Just as he was talking, Duoercha suddenly turned his head and saw Jiang Yao and others who were not far away. His eyes were shining brightly and he felt a little excited in his heart.

He fixed his eyes firmly on Jiang Yao, and said with a bloodthirsty smile in his cold eyes: "So you are here too, okay, okay."

As he spoke, he changed his voice and said with a ferocious smile: "It's thanks to that sword of yours that I was able to completely kill my inner demons and advance my cultivation further. In order to repay your kindness, I will use my old partner in my hand. , break every bone in your body bit by bit!"

"Then you come!"

Jiang Yao took a step forward and said calmly.

At the same time, a huge sword force rose from his body, echoing Dorcha's Qi.

Jiang Yao was extremely speechless at this time. He was the one who helped the other party break through. Is there any reason for this?

At this moment, he actually felt as if he was facing a protagonist with the protagonist's halo, and he seemed to be a villain giving experience to the opponent.

However, although thoughts were surging in his heart, his face did not show any signs of it, and he looked at Duoercha indifferently.

"Hehehe!"

When Duoercha heard Jiang Yao's words, she sneered a few times, and then shouted to the cavalry behind her in a cold tone: "Follow me up the mountain, no chickens or dogs will be left in the Shaolin Temple today!"

After that, he strode towards the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

Although he was tall, his speed was not slow at all. As if he had shrunk to an inch, he had already approached the Shaolin Mountain Gate in a few breaths.

Abbot Xinji looked at the monks behind him and said, "I'm going to stop Duoercha. You and the many knights guard the mountain gate!"

Although he knew that he was no match for Dorcha, he had no choice.

As a warrior at the peak of Xiantian, he understood very well that the dangerous mountains and rivers and the strong passes were of no avail to a master like Doercha.

If the opponent rushes into the mountain gate, I am afraid that our own formation will be defeated by the opponent in an instant, and then the cavalry behind will be completely slaughtered when they come in.

Jiang Yao took a step forward and said, "Master, I'm with you!"

Of the people present, he was the only one with the strength to take on Duoercha's moves at this moment. Even Jiang Zhiwei, only the Dharmakaya-level sword moves could have some effect.

Xinji also understood this and did not refuse. He moved towards Duoercha.

Jiang Yao said to Zhang Yuanshan and others: "Those wolf cavalry should have practiced special secret skills. They are powerful, feel no pain, and are covered in armor. Don't confront them head-on. You can use dexterous movements to attack their eyes." , as for you, young monk."

Jiang Yao looked at Meng Qi, who had practiced Iron Cloth Shirt, and said, "You can use the Zhenzi Jue. Their secret method is not perfect, and the internal organs should still be very fragile. This should be one of their weaknesses."

After telling everyone about the weaknesses of those iron cavalry, Jiang Yao moved, followed the figure of Abbot Xinji, and headed towards Duoercha.

As Duoercha stepped forward, she suddenly noticed a figure running towards her, followed by a skinny hand holding a Buddhist bead.

The palm is not big, but the golden light is looming in it, and the Zen feeling is permeated, as if a Buddhist kingdom is contained in the palm of the hand.

Facing this skinny palm, Doercha seemed to hear waves of compassion in her heart, killing her own fighting spirit.

At the same time, as the palm approached, a Buddha's light enveloped the surroundings, and the gloomy dark clouds above Duoercha's head seemed to be dispersed somewhat.

'The powerful Vajra Palm, the heart is still.'

Duo'ercha's heart moved, and the corner of her mouth showed a bit of disdain. If she had been before, she might have been more cautious, but now!

Facing the golden palm that seemed to fill the world in front of him, Doercha's left hand gathered a violent force and faced it impartially.

The sky became gloomy again, and thunder sounded faintly.

砰

An extremely dull voice sounded, making people feel depressed.

The next moment, violent force burst out from the intersection of their fists.

The surrounding area instantly seemed to have been plowed and became a mess.

The closer cavalry flew out instantly, and after falling to the ground, all the flesh and blood in the armor was a blur.

Obviously, even after being tempered by secret techniques, the bodies of these knights still could not withstand the aftermath of the fight between two half-step location-level masters.

Seeing this, the other cavalrymen understood that the fight between the two men was beyond their control, so they quickly bypassed the place where the two men were fighting and headed towards the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

Well

A muffled sound sounded, and the lonely figure quickly retreated, his breath slightly unsteady.

Seeing this, Duo'er took a step forward and raised the one-legged bronze figure in her hand, ready to take the old monk's life.

At this moment, a blade of light lit up, reflecting into Doercha's eyes.

The power of the sword is vast and vast, the moves of the sword are simple and natural, the charm of the sword is hidden, and the power of the sword is strong and heavy. It was Jiang Yao who made the move.

"Humph!"

Feeling the faint threat brought by the sword, Duoercha snorted coldly, gave up the pursuit of Xinji, and turned the one-legged bronze man in his hand to face the light of the sword.

锵

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sword energy dispersed, forming knife marks on the ground.

Jiang Yao only felt a strong force coming from the long sword, his heart sank, his hands kept shaking, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back quickly to release this extremely overbearing force.

On the other side, Xinji regained his breath, the Buddha's light appeared in his hands, and he patted Duo'ercha again.bang bang bang

clang clang

Jiang Yao and Xinji fought with Duoercha.

The Heart Silence Palm technique is vast and the cultivation is profound. Although he is old, his cultivation of Buddhism is advanced. Although he cannot defeat Duoercha in a head-on battle, he can barely resist it.

Jiang Yao's exquisite sword skills and pure sword intent restrained Duoercha's mind and bought time for Xinji to recover.

The two formed a cooperation and fought against Doercha, but they were not at a disadvantage for a while.

The battlefield between the three people was constantly moving, and wherever they passed, the others quickly dispersed to avoid being hurt by the aftermath.

While Meng Qi and the others were fighting against the cavalry, they looked at the vast battle scene and sighed in their hearts. It was indeed a duel between people at the peak of their awakening stage.

Among the several people, Jiang Zhiwei was the one who caused the most damage to the cavalry. With Jiang Yao's advice, her sword light was like rain, and every time she struck, she could make a cavalry cover his eyes and fall down.

Zhang Yuanshan and others are also constantly using clever moves. Although the results are not as good as Jiang Zhiwei's, they are not dangerous at the moment, and they can also cause damage to the cavalry.

As for Meng Qi, who is the tank in the team, although he is a bit bulkier than others, and his long knife cannot accurately hit the eyes of the cavalry, he followed Jiang Yao's suggestion and used the Zhenzi Jue, and he finally found a method suitable for him to deal with the cavalry. Methods.

But everyone who took action at this time understood that the real battlefield was still with Jiang Yao and Abbot Xinji.

If the two of them lose, Doercha alone can kill everyone present. This is the power of Senior Half-Step Exterior.

After Jiang Zhiwei blinded another cavalryman, she moved her feet and came to a few people. She said in a deep voice: "I will help Brother Jiang, otherwise when he and Master Xinji are defeated, our mission will still fail!"

Everyone nodded and did not stop. Everyone understood this truth, and only Jiang Zhiwei's Dharmakaya-level sword moves were qualified to intervene in this level of battle.

On this side, as time passed, Xinjie's breath gradually became a little unstable, and his breathing became a little rapid.

After all, he is already old, his body is decrepit, and he has been resisting Dorcha's attacks. Although he has deep cultivation, he gradually feels that he cannot support himself.

Jiang Yao was not feeling much better at the moment. The wounds in his body from the last time were not completely healed yet. At this time, he tried his best to attack again. Gradually, he felt that he could not suppress the injuries, and the light of the sword in his hand became a little dim.

He sighed secretly in his heart. This mission was really unlucky. He encountered the big BOSS as soon as he landed and was reduced to half health.

It's a pity that I don't have Wuming's talent of playing the erhu with full health and wandering around with remaining health!

Once again, he secretly made up his mind to exchange for a Shaolin Great Return Pill as a trump card when he returned to the Six Paths of Samsara Space, otherwise he would be too passive.

After another confrontation with Duoercha, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of Xinji's mouth.

He sighed softly, knowing he couldn't delay it any longer.

At the moment when Jiang Yao's sword light entangled Duoercha, Xinji's inner body was operating, and he used the secret technique used by the Shaolin Temple to stimulate potential.

A series of Zen chants sounded, and Xin Jing's face instantly returned to a rosy state, and a golden light appeared on his body.

The next moment, he waved his hand, and the beads in his hand exploded one by one, turning into phantoms of Buddhas.

The phantom of the Buddha surrounds the heart. At this moment, he is like the Buddha descending, exuding unspeakable power.

The dark clouds above Duoercha's head were instantly dispersed by this piece of Buddha's light. At this moment, the place where the heart was still seemed to have turned into a Buddhist country.

"All appearances are right and wrong, and all sentient beings are not sentient beings!"

Sounds of sutras came out from Xinji's mouth, and the phantom image of the Buddha around him also recited the sutras along with him, emitting bursts of Zen chants.

As he sang Zen, Xinji's skinny palm seemed to completely turn into gold, filled with Buddha's light, and swatted towards Duo'ercha with majestic power.

Duoercha noticed the change in Xinjie's breath.

His one-legged bronze figure danced lightly, blocked Jiang Yao's sword, and knocked Jiang Yao away.

Then the breath in his body surged, and violent energy soared into the sky.

Above the sky, the dark clouds that had been temporarily dispersed by the Buddha's light appeared again, becoming gloomier than before and thundering loudly.

bang
There was a sound of thunder, and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky and wrapped around Doercha's fist.

At this time, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he waved his thunder-wrapped fist and smashed it towards the palm of Heart Silence, which was made of gold.

砰

When the two collided, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, the Buddha's light around him collapsed, and the surroundings seemed to be frozen.

The next moment, violent energy surged out in all directions from the place where the two met, stirring up bursts of smoke and dust.

噗

Xinji spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the surrounding Buddha's shadow instantly dissipated, and the figure quickly flew out.

His skinny palms became charred black, and his breath kept rising and falling, becoming weaker and weaker. It was obvious that he had been severely injured.

However, Dorcha did not receive that desperate blow intact.

At this time, Duoercha's feet almost sank into the ground, her face turned pale, strands of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and her breath became disordered.

At this moment, a blade of light lit up, reflecting in Doercha's eyes.

(End of this chapter)