On the sixth day of the sixth month, White Tiger Star Lord challenged the Sanskrit and Daoist Lineages to the Rushi Temple!
White Tiger Star Lord Fang Xian!
This name had resounded like thunder in the ears in recent years.
Everyone in the Jianghu knew about this person's sudden rise. His speed and momentum were unprecedented!
Although the Jianghu had talents in every generation, this person was an anomaly!
He was originally unknown, but since the Yuanwu Kingdom Martial Arts Conference, he suddenly killed an Innate and a Grandmaster, shocking the world. His Grandmaster cultivation was unprecedented.
After a few years of silence, he suddenly became a Grandmaster during the White Cloud Mountain Master Battle, subduing the Sect Leaders of the six major sects. Later, he took Emperor Yuanwu's head among thousands of troops.
Recently, he suppressed the Bodhi Temple and returned after reading all the techniques.
The "one monk, one Daoist, and one mad disciple" in the Jianghu had long been changed to "one monk, one Daoist, and one White Tiger"!
Now, he still wanted to challenge two Grandmasters?
After all, the Sanskrit and Daoist Lineages were super sects with thousands of years of history. Every generation had Grandmasters, and even Grandmasters were not rare.
Although Fang Xian had become a Grandmaster, not many people thought highly of him.
Did the arrogant Chu Kuangren not die in Yuanwu City in the end?
Even so, it was unknown how many martial arts practitioners rushed to the gate of Rushi Temple on horseback. They wanted to participate in this rare event in the martial arts world.
Even some old monsters who lived in seclusion were attracted.
…
The sixth day of the sixth month, sunny.
Suitable for going out and traveling.
Fang Xian, dressed in a platinum robe, walked slowly on the mountain road.
The reason why he chose Rushi Temple was that it was close to the temple.
Outside the Rushi Temple's mountain gate, many martial artists had already gathered.
Unfortunately, they were blocked outside by the Innate Monk of the Rushi Temple. Only a few famous seniors could go up the mountain to witness it.
The Rushi Temple was the origin of the Sanskrit Sect. There were many hidden talents in the temple, and there were 108 Innate Monk Arhat.
These one hundred and eight Innate Stage staff-using monks, along with the six Bodhisattva Temple Masters who were at Grandmaster Realm, set up the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation. It was said that even if a Grandmaster came, he or she would have to bear a grudge!
In the past, the Great Grandmasters of the Rushi Temple had also experienced a period where the generations of the Great Grandmasters of the Rushi Temple had been cut off. At that time, the first person of the Demonic Path, the Great Grandmaster Xue Guhong, had attacked the mountain gate and attempted to destroy the Brahma Ancestral Court.
In the end, he fell into the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation and fought for nine days and nine nights before dying of exhaustion.
A normal martial artist might not even be a match for an Innate Stage monk with a staff.
In the face of their obstruction, even if a cat was scratching his heart, he could only endure it.
A saber user was blocked outside. He was scratching his ears and cheeks when he suddenly saw the staff-using monk bow to a young man in white with a stern expression and make way for him. He could not help but be curious. 'Who is this person? Why could he go in? Can't I? "
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately received many gazes of concern and concern.
"Young man, it doesn't matter if your martial arts aren't up to par, but you have to keep your eyes open …" An old man at the side watched as Fang Xian left. Only then did he suck in a breath of cold air, "That person is the main character today!"
"White Tiger Star Lord!"
The saber user subconsciously screamed, causing another wave of commotion.
…
Fang Xian's Qi dynamic was dim. Unknowingly, he had already walked to the front of the mountain gate of Rushi Temple.
Rushi Temple was not very grand. There was only one mountain gate, and there were two lines of couplets in front of the gate. 'Looking at the Free Emptiness Flower, a dream is also like this'.
Two people stood in front of the mountain gate.
One was a monk and one was a Taoist. The monk was Monk Zhifan, and the Taoist was Sword Daoist.
Behind them were more than a hundred Innate Arhats. All their breathing, pulse, and heartbeats seemed to be connected, as if they were one person.
There were also some martial artists standing around them. Yu Longjiao, Guan Sheng, Linghu, and the leaders of the six great sects were among them.
Yu Longjiao looked worried, but the other grandmasters had different expressions.
"Looking at the Free Emptiness Flower, a dream is also like this? Not bad. I also have a verse here. 'All actions are like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, and a shadow, like dew, and like lightning. You should observe them as they are.' What do you think, master? "
"Benefactor, you really have a Buddhist nature. It's thought-provoking. Why don't you shave your hair and become a monk in our temple? Wouldn't it be better to comprehend the Buddhist dharma?"
Holy Monk Zhifan looked middle-aged. His eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and he had a Buddhist nature.
"Haha, I'm here today to challenge Rushi Temple, not for anything else!" Fang Xian rejected with a laugh.
At this moment, the onlookers finally believed that this White Tiger Star Lord was really going to challenge this thousand-year-old ancient temple with his own strength. They could not help but exclaim.
"The Buddhist and Daoist sects advance and retreat together. Benefactor Fang's words make me unable to stand by and watch."
The Sword Daoist sighed.
"Ptooey … You secretly released a flying sword to kill me. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Fang Xian suddenly exploded. "Today, you and this old monk will fight together. Together with the Vajra Arhat Demon Subduing Formation, I want to experience it together!"
"Flying sword?"
The grandmasters outside were in an uproar. They did not know what Fang Xian meant.
On the other hand, a few sect masters who were related to the Buddhist and Daoist sects fell silent. They looked at Fang Xian with shock in their eyes.
They knew about the Sword Daoist's trump card, the Flying Immortal Sword. It was like an immortal's move. He had tried to assassinate Fang Xian in secret before, but he still could not take his life?
Just how unfathomable was this White Tiger Star Lord's martial arts?
"Fellow Daoist, please wait. Today's battle is unavoidable. Let me experience White Tiger Star Lord's moves first."
Monk Zhifan strode into the arena. A layer of hazy golden light appeared on his body, and faint Sanskrit chanting could be heard.
"What a great Dragon-Tiger Strength Indestructible Diamond Divine Ability …"
Fang Xian praised. He understood that the top techniques of this world were somewhat similar to Divine Abilities and Dharma spells.
It was the same for him, the Sword Daoist's Sword Controlling Art, and Monk Zhifan's Divine Ability.
If ordinary people saw such techniques, they would definitely be treated as immortals, gods, and demons!
He also took a step forward. The thick bluestone slabs in front of the mountain gate of Rushi Temple were cracked at this moment.
Roar!
A tiger's roar came from the void. The grandmasters around felt their minds shake, and they found it hard to breathe.
This was the Invincible Fist Intent that Fang Xian had cultivated since he started practicing fist techniques. He had been invincible!
He took a deep breath, tightened his waist, and closed his fingers. He raised his right hand high and punched down!
This punch was very ordinary. It was similar to the moves of the Jianghu, such as Five Nails Splitting Mountain and Splitting Hua Mountain. It was a simple punch.
But in Fang Xian's hands, the power was shocking. It was like a mountain pressing down.
Monk Rushi did not dodge. He raised his right hand and blocked it.
Rumble!
The bluestone slabs under his feet shattered. Countless cracks spread into the distance, and gravel flew everywhere.
"Good, again!"
Fang Xian laughed. The White Tiger Acupoint in his body exploded, and he punched again.
"Three Tigers Opening Heaven!"
Monk Rushi continued to block. The gravel flew around as if it was shot by a strong bow.
"Five Tigers Seizing Life! Again! "
Monk Rushi punched with his left hand. It was a connate supreme technique — Demon Subduing Pestle!
Together with the Dragon-Tiger Strength, it was extremely powerful. It was invincible!
"Good! Seven Tigers Destroying the World! Again! "
Bang!
Fist shadows flew everywhere. The ground cracked, and the air roared.
The strong aura forced the Grandmaster experts to retreat continuously. They looked at the terrifying scene in front of them in shock.
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