Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 47 The war begins
At Daming Pass, the prairie barbarian army is approaching the city. At a glance, there are people outside the city. The cold iron armor covers the people and horses, and a chilling atmosphere blows towards their faces.

Looking at the well-equipped grassland army, Xiang Wuji's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, and the murderous intention in his heart kept boiling. He said in a cold voice: "After this battle, I will investigate everything thoroughly!"

Although the grassland barbarians were brave in the past, their weapons and equipment were not so sophisticated. Xiang Wuji could even see a trace of the Great Chu armor in them. It was obvious that someone was colluding with the grassland barbarians.

Zhou Xian raised his eyelids lightly and showed no concern for the internal affairs of Da Chu. After all, he would be leaving after this battle. It didn't matter to him whether he was from the Zhujiu Clan or Zhushi Clan.

Seeing that the army under the city was preparing to charge, Zhou Xian lazily stretched his muscles, and then jumped off the city wall in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

"This road is blocked."

An ordinary voice sounded on the battlefield, and just as the prairie army was in shock and uncertainty, the sky suddenly darkened.

The sky darkened without warning, dark clouds covered the entire battlefield, and thunder suddenly sounded in the clouds.

Looking at the sudden change in the sky, the grassland army couldn't help but start to commotion. The rolling thunder made the horses flee in panic, causing many casualties in an instant.

At this moment, a burst of Sanskrit sound sounded, and the sky was like the dawn of the sun. The brightness of the sun dispelled the darkness, and the rolling dark clouds were suppressed and dispersed by the rays of the sun.

I saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds on one side, and the lightning and thunder were like the wrath of the sky. On one side, the light shines brightly, and the sound of Sanskrit sounds surrounds it, just like the arrival of the Buddha Kingdom.

Everyone on the city wall seemed to have an urge to take refuge as they listened to the Sanskrit music, and their eyes gradually became blurred. Even Xiang Wuji's eyes were a little lost.

Fortunately, his cultivation level was not low, and he came back to his senses in an instant. The true energy in his body circulated to resist the Sanskrit sound that entered his ears. At this moment, the sound of the piano sounded in the sky and the earth, and everyone was instantly awakened.

I saw a young monk appearing under the city at some point, and he was in a confrontation with Zhou Xian. The sky kept changing with the confrontation between the two, the wind suddenly rose, and the sky darkened and brightened.

Zhou Xian sat cross-legged, with the seven-stringed guqin lying in front of him, stroking it gently with his fingers, and the sound of the piano seemed to soothe his soul.

The young monk had a smile on his lips, just like the Buddha's smile, and recited sutras in his mouth. The Sanskrit sounds seemed to lead everyone to the paradise of paradise.

For a time, the sounds of pianos and Sanskrit sounds were heard one after another on the battlefield. Those who were not deeply cultivated sometimes showed peaceful faces, and sometimes their eyes were blurred. Only those who were enlightened could barely maintain their minds.

Xiang Wuji used his power to resist easily. Although Wang Zhong and others around him could resist, they were all sweating profusely, and they obviously used all their strength.

"What a scary person! A dozen miles around were affected."

Xiang Wuji looked at the fight below the city in horror. Although he and the living Buddha were both four great masters, this was the first time the two met. Now that the other party had revealed his method of changing the sky, he was shocked.

"It seems that the rumors are wrong. Borchi may not be able to survive ten moves in his hands."

For a moment, the light in Xiang Wuji's eyes dimmed a lot. He and Borchi had had several confrontations before, so he naturally understood each other's strength, and they were just as good as him.

In the evaluation of the world, the four great masters are like a joke. How can I compare with them? Xiang Wuji couldn't help but blush, then he looked at Zhou Xian and said happily:
"Fortunately, he is here, otherwise Daming Pass would be in danger today."

Everyone on the city wall nodded, looking frightened, shocked by the two men's struggle to change the sky.

Just after the two people had been fighting for a long time, there was a sudden pause in the sound of Sanskrit music, and the sound of the piano rose and fell. The sky was quickly covered by dark clouds, and thunderous thunder shuttled through the clouds. "If you lose, why don't you just leave?"

Zhou Xian stopped playing the guqin, put away the guqin and stood up straight away. He looked at the Living Buddha with a dull gaze. The help of the books on Lamaism could barely save the Living Buddha's life.

However, the Living Buddha remained motionless and had no intention of leaving. A pair of clear eyes looked at Zhou Xian firmly. He already understood the opportunity for breakthrough. As long as he defeated the person in front of him, he would be able to break through to the Martial Saint realm.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

Zhou Xian also felt the Living Buddha's persistence from the other person's eyes. Although he admired the Living Buddha's unswerving spirit, since he had given it to the other party once, he would not give it a second time.

Zhou Xian sighed softly, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded. Thunder roared in the clouds and rushed towards the Living Buddha. For a moment, the sky and earth were illuminated by thunder, and everyone could not help but squint their eyes.

After the white light disappeared, a series of thunder sounds came from the ears. The deafening thunder sounds made many people cover their ears directly.

When everything returned to calm, a large crater appeared in the field. Wisps of black smoke rose from the 100-meter-wide crater, and wisps of electric arcs danced in the crater.

"hiss!!"

Everyone looked at the big pit and couldn't help but take a breath. The flashing arc inside even made Xiang Wuji feel his scalp numb, and he couldn't help but sigh that it was inhuman!

As for the living Buddha at the bottom of the pit, his body was shining with golden light, his clothes were torn, and a trace of scarlet blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that although Zhou Xian resisted the blow, he also paid a certain price.

Zhou Xian was not surprised when he saw this. He just used the power of heaven and earth to attack casually. If he couldn't even catch this attack, it means that the state of the living Buddha's half-step outdoor scene is really too low.

The golden light from the living Buddha's body dispersed, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhou Xian firmly. His aura, instead of being weakened by the injury, became even higher.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian moved his feet and came to the living Buddha as if he teleported. His palms were like huge hands that covered the sky and suddenly smacked him.

Everyone just felt that this palm was not a human hand, as if it was a high-altitude god reaching out to destroy the world with his palm.

Looking at the big hand in front of him, the Living Buddha looked calm and unfazed, his mind resonated with the heaven and earth. He slowly extended his palm, and the resonance between the heaven and the earth was like a glaring Vajra striking out an earth-shaking palm.

There was a loud sound when the two palms touched each other. Many people standing on the city wall felt their bodies swaying. They felt as if they were in the ocean. The city wall under their feet was like a small boat, which could be destroyed by the waves at any time in the rough waves. .

Everyone steadied their bodies and looked again, only to see smoke and dust billowing from the city. The previously large pit was vaguely expanding again, and two figures in the smoke and dust looked at each other motionless.

"Who's winning?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xiang Wuji. Xiang Wuji had the highest cultivation level here, but they saw some clues. His nervous expression couldn't help but relax, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When everyone saw this, they immediately understood the situation of the two people in the city, and they all showed joy.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Zhou Xian's figure came into view. His green clothes were intact. On the other hand, the Living Buddha opposite was now pale, coughing out a mouthful of blood, and his clothes were ragged, like a beggar.

(End of this chapter)