Chapter 842: The Power of a Punch

Seeing that Jin Guang Tutuo was determined to compete with Xu Yang, Yin Guang Tu Tuo shook his head slightly, and then sent a message: "Junior Brother Jin Guang, why are you like this? Don't underestimate Xu Yang. He is definitely not as easy to deal with as he seems on the surface."

Jin Guang Tutuo responded through a voice transmission: "I just punched Xu Yang three times. With my golden light technique, I believe that no one here can be my opponent with just a pair of fists. Don't let Xu Yang think that with his little cleverness I can look down on our Jinyi Hall disciples by getting some small benefits from you, Senior Brother Yinguang."

"You'd better be careful." Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Silver Bald Tutu simply closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Monk Chiyan quickly protected Yin Guang Tutuo and skillfully placed a simple fire breath barrier around Yin Guang Tutuo's body to isolate external interference.

"Monk Musen" loudly cheered for Jin Guang Tutuo: "Brother Jin Guang, you are just competing, don't accidentally hit Xu Yang's head."

Jin Guangtuo smiled confidently and responded loudly: "Of course, that's all." But he thought to himself, "Three punches at a time, I only need one punch to make Xu Yang kneel down and beg for mercy."

Seeing the other party's provocative words, the black boy Zhang Li said loudly: "You great monks really don't have long memories. Boss Xu Yang can beat you to the sky with just a little force."

Murong Yu kindly reminded: "Brother Xu Yang, you must not underestimate the enemy. This monk Jin Guang is the number one physical practitioner in Jinyi Hall. It is unfair for you to just fight with him with boxing skills."

Gongsun Zhi said: "Brother Xu Yang, I know your methods are clever. But you have already consumed a lot in the battle with Yinguang Tutuo just now, so it is better to be careful next time."

Xu Yang turned to look at the three people on his side, smiled calmly, and said loudly: "Please rest assured, I am not fighting with my life against Monk Jin Guangda. I am confident that I can still withstand the power of three punches."

Golden Bald Tutu said: "In that case, let's get started."

Xu Yang responded simply: "Let's get started."

A look of contempt appeared on the corner of Jin Guang Tutuo's mouth, and then he said: "I'll let you see what the real boxing technique is."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Bald Tutu activated his Buddhist power, and a number of whirling golden lights emitted from his body, which was his unique power of golden light.

The golden eyebrows on the forehead of the golden bald Tutu stood upright like two straight golden swords. He shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

In the meridians in his body, the magic power turned out to be pale gold in color, rushing like a golden river.

Golden Bald Tutuo's originally light golden body surface became even more golden, and circles of golden soul power fluctuations quickly spread out in all directions from his feet. Wherever he passed, the golden light was dazzling, redefining the power of the field.

In the golden field, strings of golden Sanskrit characters jumped out from time to time, like golden spiritual fish hitting the water, revealing the solemn sign of Buddhism.

Immediately afterwards, Jinguang Tutuo fired a magic formula and said loudly: "In the realm of golden light, I can use this Golden Light Divine Fist."

In the golden field in front of him, a huge golden vortex of tens of feet suddenly appeared. There were countless golden arcs intertwining at the edge of the golden vortex, one wave after another, scratching and buzzing in the void.

The magic formula in Jin Guangtuo's hand suddenly changed.

"Psychic Technique - Golden Light Divine Fist!"

Astonishingly, a Buddha's fist, which was more than ten feet in size and covered with golden light, rose out of the golden vortex.

The surface of the Golden Buddha Fist is wrapped with golden ribbons filled with scriptures, exuding a strong Buddhist aura, hovering over the head of the Golden Bald Buddha, as if the Buddhist treasure appears in the world, and the heaven and earth are dyed with golden light.

The golden Buddha fist channeled by Jinguang Tutuo comes from the legendary Buddhist mystical realm - the Golden Light Realm.

The golden light realm in the golden light tower that Xu Yang and others went to before was only a golden light realm space simulated by the power of the magic weapon. The real golden light realm is the mysterious realm of Buddhism. Legend has it that only those who have a deep connection with Buddhism have a very small chance of entering the realm of golden light to practice and obtain great blessings.

benefit.

And Jin Guang Tutuo was just lucky enough to travel to the golden light realm, so he helped him cultivate into a powerful golden light body. Although Jin Guang Tu Tuo's body of golden light is only the beginning, it is enough to make him the number one person in physical cultivation in Jinyi Hall.

"Xu Yang, watch out, my fist is coming." Jin Guang Tutuo said loudly.

When Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Hei Xiaozi Zhang Li saw this, they were immediately dumbfounded.

"Master Jinguang, you are acting like a rogue. Instead of fighting with fists as promised, you shamelessly used psychic skills." The black boy Zhang Li said angrily.

"This is not the power of a punch. The golden fist that came from the channel is the full blow of the great monk Jin Guang." Gongsun Zhi said loudly.

"Monks don't lie, but Monk Jinguang is simply shameless. This is clearly a psychic technique that can only be mastered by Daoming monks. The power of this punch can easily flatten a mountain." Murong Yu said dissatisfied.

The golden bald Tuo said loudly: "Xu Yang, you admit defeat now, kneel down and kowtow three times, and our competition will end here. Otherwise, if my golden light fist falls, I will either die or be injured."

Jin Guang Tutuo clenched his right fist tightly, and the golden divine fist in mid-air was just like his own fist, clenched tightly as well.

Xu Yang's eyes turned cold, and he murmured in his heart: "This great monk Jin Guang is not sparring with me, he is trying to fight me to the death. The power of this punch probably brings together what he has learned in his life. If I shrink back now, with this I'm afraid the temper of these monks will push you to the limit. They thought I, Xu Xiaoxian, was afraid of you."

Xu Yang looked at his clenched fist, then at the posture of the monk Jin Guang, and said loudly: "Our previous agreement was indeed a fistfight, and it is not that you, the monk Jin Guang, are cheating. But if you want me to kneel down and admit defeat, I am afraid you have made a wrong calculation. If you kneel down and admit defeat, I can seriously consider it."

The monk Jin Guang laughed, "Arrogant!"

The next moment, the smile on the monk Jin Guang's face suddenly became stiff.

Xu Yang quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands to activate the three-color vortex power in his body.

With Xu Yang's feet as the center, the three-color spiritual power ripples of green, red and purple spread out in an orderly manner, and the Qingmu domain, the red blood domain and the purple lightning domain were formed in one fell swoop. The power of the three domains quickly merged to form a perfect magic vortex domain.

The power of the magic vortex domain displayed by Xu Yang has long exceeded the definition of the Yuanhun realm cultivator, not to mention the Daoming realm cultivator, and even hovered on the edge of the Tianjie realm level.

The Golden Light Monk opposite was stunned and said in surprise: "What kind of cultivation is this Xu Yang? The soul power he released is not inferior to my Golden Light Domain. It seems that I must use all my strength to hit the next punch, so that I can have a 100% chance of winning."

"Master Jin Guang, you summoned a Golden Light Fist with spiritualism to help you, so I will summon a fist to play with you."

Xu Yang used the method of inner vision to search for the different space in the three-color vortex in his body.

In the different space in the three-color vortex, there are three gates, each of which is a hundred feet high, as if reaching the sky.

A purple color, with lightning patterns painted on its surface.

A emerald green color, with a green fairy branch painted on its surface, emitting curling green mist, lifelike.

A red color, with a red battle flag painted on its surface, as if flying in the wind in the war, emitting wisps of red fire.

"Spiritual communication is nothing more than a summoning technique that signs a soul contract with the divine power of another world. The three powers in the three-color vortex in my body are the three divine powers of another world. There is no soul contract between them and me, but they have already grown in my body. This is more useful than any contract. But at the moment, I am not sure that I can flexibly control them. This time, I am afraid that I will have to forcefully use one of the powers to deal with the Golden Light Monk. Before, I used the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit to restrain the rune technique of the Silver Light Monk. This time, I might as well use the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit to fight the Golden Light Monk."

With a judgment, Xu Yang's consciousness moved

, and he used his own soul power to forcibly pull open the door of the Wood Spirit barrier in the three-color vortex in his body.

Squeaky——

A strong power of the Immortal Wood Spirit turned into a green dragon shape and flew out of the door of the Wood Spirit barrier.

At the same time, Xu Yang pinched his hands and pointed out in the air.

In the magic vortex field in front of him, the power of purple lightning and the power of the red blood monument suddenly faded, while the power of the emerald green immortal wood spirit suddenly surged.

In the emerald green waves, countless solid green vines intertwined.

Immortal wood spirit field!

Suddenly, a huge green vortex appeared in the immortal wood spirit field. Rumble, rumble, rumble, a emerald green hundred-foot gate emerged from the green vortex in a thunderous sound.

A emerald green fairy branch clung to the surface of the green gate, pulling the gate open like a dexterous hand.

The golden light monk opposite was stunned.

"This Xu Yang is clearly a Daoming realm cultivator, and he deliberately concealed his cultivation. Even ordinary Daoming realm cultivators cannot do such a large-scale spiritual art." A trace of fear rose in the heart of the golden light monk, and his pores opened all over his body, and the whole person was in the excitement brought by fear.

"Buddha Dharma - Golden Light Fist!"

The golden light monk's fists suddenly smashed down.

As the golden monk's fists smashed down, the golden fists in the air above his head carried the dazzling golden light and smashed down at the same time, and the flying Sanskrit characters looked like golden petals all over the sky.

Xu Yang's eyes were stern, and he also clenched his fists and smashed out.

In the immortal wood spirit field in front of him, the hundred-foot-long wood spirit gate suddenly opened.

In the rolling green aura, a huge fist twisted together by green vines flew out.

This huge fist was more than ten feet in size, and the surface was covered with emerald green immortal runes, as if it came from the wood fairy's punch from the fairy world.

"Fist technique - Wood Spirit Immortal Fist!"

The next moment, the power of the golden fist and the wood spirit fist collided fiercely in the sky.

Boom boom boom boom! The sound of the explosion shook the heaven.

For a moment, the golden light swept across, the green light swirled, the strong wind exploded, and the black and yellow turned upside down.

The two huge fist shadows completely exploded in the collision. Golden arcs, green arcs, golden Sanskrit characters, and green immortal talismans intertwined in the sky and suddenly fell, as if they were not from the human world.

Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi, the black boy Zhang Li, and the monks Mu Sen and Chi Yan on the opposite side who were watching the battle on the ground quickly cast spells to block the remaining power. In particular, the monk Chi Yan was in a panic, barely protecting the red fire barrier behind him from completely collapsing, but it also left many spider-web-like cracks.

The silver light monk who was regulating his breath and practicing in the red barrier was inevitably shocked, and he forcibly suppressed his mind to prevent his body from being disordered.

If Xu Yang and the silver light monk had not deliberately led the collision of the power of the moves to the sky, it would probably have brought unpredictable damage to the ground.

The power of the moves backfired.

The figure of the golden light monk flew backwards a hundred feet away, fell to the ground, knelt on his knees, trembled all over, and spurted a mouthful of bright red for more than a foot.

Xu Yang's figure also flew backwards a hundred feet away, and his body swayed before he stood firm. He only felt the blood rolling in his chest, and a sweetness in his throat. He almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of his mouth were stained red.

The golden monk's eyes were horrified, "I lost."

At this moment, he didn't have the strength for the second and third punches.

One punch was a complete defeat.

"Just as I thought, I can't bear the heavy burden of forcing the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit." Thinking in his heart, Xu Yang took back the Immortal Wood Spirit Gate. This move brought him tremendous pressure, and the meridians in his body had already boiled. If Xu Yang didn't have the four magical veins in his body, the Haoran Tianmai, Daoguo Spiritual Vein, Buddha Venerable Spiritual Vein and Tiangui Spiritual Vein, the burden of this move alone would probably result in the tearing of the meridians.

"Thank you!" Xu Yang said loudly with both hands in a Buddhist ceremony.