my fox wife

Chapter 475 Screen
Li Dianfeng has already lost a game here, and the capital is not enough to lose. He still has no confidence in the words of making a mess. If he loses, he has to leave Youlin Temple. The purpose of coming here is to save Lan Zixun. You can't go back empty-handed, so Li Dianfeng is very careful.

"Are you confident?" Li Dianfeng asked.

"Yes." said the prickly pistachio.

"OK then."

Seeing his resolute expression, Li Dianfeng planned to let him play. Anyway, he lost one game and had another chance, winning three out of five games.

After Mo Qingzi nodded, he walked out of the crowd and looked at Wuli.

"Impoverished criminals."

Wuli, who had not changed his expression, raised his eyebrows involuntarily when he heard the Daoist name of "Mohunzi", and then his eyes showed a mocking smile. He had never heard of such a Daoist name, "Haohunzi, why don't you be so weird."

In fact, the real Taoist name of Zuo Qingzi is Zui Yaozi, but he often gets muddled, so he changed himself into a muddled man, let everyone call him that, and reminded him not to be muddled all the time.

"Please."

Wuli stretched out his right hand, motioning for Zuo Qingzi to strike first.

Zuo Qingzi knew that Wuli's Dharma was clear, and his face was very confident. After raising his eyebrows, he opened his eyes and roared. When he was three meters away from Wuli, Zuo Qingzi stopped his forward rush with his arms spread out, stretching his left and right sides. Phantoms with the same appearance as him appeared, numbering up to twenty, lined up.

The phantom waved towards Wuli like wings, and there was a gust of wind immediately. Seeing this vision, Wuli bent his knees and jumped, spinning into the air like a tornado.

With one move, the phantom shadows on the left and right of Zuo Qingzi condensed and merged into the appearance of Zuo Qingzi. Looking up, Wuli was turning his body upside down, with his feet facing the sky and his head facing the ground, floating on it to rush at Zuo Qingzi He smiled and said, "Let you see the heaven and earth of my Youlin Temple."

When Mohunzi heard the law, his expression changed drastically, but then his face froze, he clenched his fists, and quickly volleyed to the left. At the place where Mohunzi was originally standing, a huge black and white Tai Chi appeared on the ground. It is sucking the black vortex, and a sea-covering blue dragon appears in the sky above Taiji, which is far from the ground. The monstrous sea transformed by Buddhism is rolling, and a blue dragon is soaring.

Then the black and white Taiji on the ground separated, and a black and white beam of light with a clear line of sight went straight to the sky, connecting with the vision in the sky. Since the pistachio was not in it, the Dharma could not continue to cause damage, so it gradually disappeared.

"How do you know to dodge to the left?" Wuli saw that Gu Qingzi had to dodge his way to the left, and couldn't help but feel astonished.

Zuo Qingzi showed his pride, and then stretched out a long array of phantoms on the left and right sides again, with both ends of the phantoms bending towards Wuli.

Wuli reacted, turned his body upside down, and started to spin. With the speed of the spin, a gray tornado was brought up. The tornado became stronger and whirring, turning from gray to golden.

The phantoms bent on the left and right sides of the pistachio touched the tornado, and the traces were revealed, and the phantoms were strangled and torn by the wind suction.

Mohunzi immediately put away the phantom that had not been torn apart, turned and landed, his arms were spread out on both sides of his hips, his five fingers were straight, and then a cold mist appeared on his palm, and then the cold mist turned into hoarfrost covering his palm, white Frost turned blue again, and in less than a second, the two arms turned into ice arms.

Raise slowly, the palms of both hands are rounded on the top of the head, the palms are facing each other, the thunder and lightning are intertwined in the palms, and then slowly move down to his chest, the palms of both hands are bent into grasping, and then an ice-colored balloon appears in the palms.

Grab the ice-colored balloon with your right hand and throw it towards the tornado.

"Icy mountains and rivers."

Make a pistachio and drink a lot.

I saw the head-sized balloon shooting towards Wuli in the air, forming a slanted line of cold fog. The balloon hit the tornado and exploded instantly.

Then the tornado slowly solidified and began to change color. It was originally red, but gradually turned white and blue.

"What kind of Taoism is this?" Lin Ni turned and said, "Which one of them do you think will win?"

"At first I thought that Mossy would not be able to win, but it seems that he might win." Li Dianfeng replied in a very affirmative tone. In the tornado, I was still spinning with my eyes closed at this time, because I was frozen by the wind and had no consciousness.

A thick and thin tornado column stands in the middle, white and blue, and there is a monk with an inverted body in the center, like an icicle supporting the sky.

"Master, I have won."

Seeing that Wuli was frozen by himself, Zuohunzi clasped his fists and looked towards Xuanzong in front.

As soon as the words were finished, the tornado icicle suddenly exploded, and cold smoke sprayed out, filling the surroundings. In the smoke, a figure of extreme speed jumped out of the smoke.

Zuo Qingzi just turned his head to look, only to see a golden palm that was pinching its fingers towards him.

At that moment, Zuo Hunzi was in a daze. He felt numb from the shock in front of him, and his body flew upside down and fell into the crowd.

Wuli turned around and fell to the ground, trembling with his arms folded, and a whimpering sound came out of his mouth.

"Amitabha, we have won." Xuanzong came out and said.

The mobster who fell into the crowd wanted to get up and fight again, but a stream of blood spurted out from his throat and sprinkled on the ground.

And when the frozen tornado icicles exploded, they shattered, scattered all over the ground, quickly melted into water, and flowed all over the ground.

"Losing again, fuck me." Zhong Sheng cursed softly.

Li Dianfeng turned to look at him, but didn't speak.

If I hadn't been careless just now, I would never have lost, and I was shivering from the cold, and I still have the ability to fight?
If you are not careless, you can definitely dodge that Ksitigarbha Fumo's hand, as long as you dodge, you will definitely lose.

"Are you okay?" Li Dianfeng walked over and asked the prisoner who was lying on the ground.

"Teacher, I lost." Zuo Qingzi bowed his head in shame, his face was full of confidence in what he said just now, but in the end he lost, of course he was ashamed.

"I don't blame you, you have already won." Li Dianfeng smiled, looked back at the large group of monks in front of him, and said to himself, "Who will be next among you?"

The people behind were silent and looked at each other, no one dared to come out.

"Which one of you is willing to go?" Xuanzong looked around at the monks on the scene, except for the six sons of the ordinary generation, there were basically no one else.

"We can't lose again, I'll do it next time." Zhong Sheng walked over and said.

In fact, he didn't want to go, but in order to go to the underworld smoothly, he had to come.

If Li Dianfeng hadn't settled five games with them, he wouldn't have played.

When Xuanzong was worried about who to play, there was a loud bang in the sky, dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and then a drizzle came, and then it rained cats and dogs.

"Amitabha, Dianfengzi, due to the weather problem, poor monk, how about fighting again in another day?" Xuanzong said when it was drizzling.

Li Dianfeng looked up, and in his heart he greeted his ancestors eight times, but he really wanted to insist on fighting again, because Lan Zixun was suffering in the underworld, and it would count if he could be rescued earlier.

Just when he was about to say to continue the fight, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, in the picture was Lan Zixun's room, Mo Tong's eyes opened, and the ice that froze on her surface cracked.

It's only for a moment, then it's gone
(End of this chapter)