The words were contemptuous enough, and the monks of Sakurajima were also successfully aroused to anger. They might not be the opponent's opponent in a single fight, but if they didn't dare to fight together now, they would not have to live in Kyoto anymore.
There were several roars immediately, and Ah Xuan felt a pain in his ears.
Someone had already taken the lead.
Two warriors rushed forward with swords on the left and right, and behind them, a warrior slowly drew out the ten-character gun, and the gun blade emitted a cold light under the moonlight. Wei Yuan stood still, with his right hand behind his back, and he fought the enemy purely with his left hand.
Using the power of the mountain god seal to replace the magic power, he used the magical power that he had known but could not use, which was more handy than he imagined. The two swords chopped at an extremely tricky angle, but it was like chopping on a rock, and it broke immediately.
A ninja appeared behind Wei Yuan.
Holding the short sword in reverse, he stabbed Wei Yuan in the back.
But he stabbed nothing.
His pupils shrank slightly, and the five fingers in front of his eyes were covered with shadows.
Amid the loud bang, Wei Yuan grabbed the ninja's face with his left hand, spun it with the momentum, and stirred up a violent wind. Several people around him were stirred to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd. Wei Yuan let go of the ninja, and his steps were steady and calm, step by step.
Ah Xuan looked at this scene blankly.
There are at least dozens of cultivators who have the courage to take action here.
But the position has been determined, and at most only three to five cultivators will face Wei Yuan at the same time.
And these few people are not Wei Yuan's opponents.
What's more, Wei Yuan has mobilized his divine power now.
Instead, it seems that they are constantly taking the initiative to go up and be dealt with by Wei Yuan.
Several more monks were swept away by the sleeves, but the people behind could not see the situation in front, and the people in front had already retreated in time. A strong man was squeezed in front and had no fighting spirit. He was about to retreat, but he bumped into someone behind him and was blocked.
In front of his eyes, the Taoist with a wooden hairpin was standing next to him.
The strong man roared and gathered his strength with his fists.
He stepped on the ground and hit Wei Yuan up and down.
With a powerful momentum, he hit Wei Yuan heavily, but his face was distorted, as if he had hit a mountain. The Taoist's face was calm and indifferent. He flipped his sleeves and swept, and the strong man who weighed at least three to five hundred pounds was thrown out directly.
The air flow turned, involving the monks behind.
Wei Yuan covered his sleeve with his left hand, pinched a spell, and was too lazy to shout anything. The grass and trees on the mountain shook violently, and the rustling sound of the leaves was almost like a rainstorm. The Taoist flicked his sleeves, and a hurricane-like storm swirled out. More than a dozen people were directly swept into it, thrown heavily, and smashed against the wall, and their magic power was shaken away.
Wei Yuan's eyes were calm, and he grabbed a ten-character gun with his backhand.
Five fingers exerted a little force.
The gun was completely turned into powder.
There is a method of swallowing a knife in the 72 magic spells of the Earthly Evils, just like spitting flames. It is not just swallowing this method. Its original intention is that even the softest internal organs are not afraid of the blade. It is extended to the method of using the body to resist the disaster of swords and weapons.
He grabbed the gun body and just shook it. The monk's bones and muscles were all numb and fell to the ground.
Wei Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Mao Mu Qingyan two steps away.
Let go.
The gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"You said you wanted to fight me."
He put his hands in the sleeves of his robe and looked at Mogi Aoki calmly:
"I'll give you this opportunity."
"Make your move."
............
The expression on Mogi Aoki's face turned blue and red. In the end, it seemed that no matter how strong his heart was, he could not tolerate such a provocation from the murderer of his son. He roared and attacked with the sword in his hand at a speed and angle that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.
Buddhist Gate·Leak-free Passage.
There are no more forty kinds of troubles in the heart as mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.
Eliminate all troubles.
The blade was like a full moon, powerful enough to cut through mountains and rivers, and it was about to tear Wei Yuan apart in an instant. Wei Yuan raised his hand, clenched his five fingers, and punched the side of the blade. On his palm, the mountain god seal flashed, and the knife was directly shattered. Mao Mu Qingyan's face turned blue and red, and he spurted blood. He staggered back and sat on the ground.
He achieved the state of complete extinction.
His mind was free of distractions, without worries, and his swordsmanship had no flaws.
Until he slashed out the sword of ignorance.
But obviously, Mao Mu Qingyan did not have this state.
............
Mao Mu Qingyan seemed to know his fate, closed his eyes, and said: "Go ahead."
Wei Yuan looked at him calmly, and finally closed his eyes and said lightly: "Forget it."
"My purpose of coming here today is not to kill people."
A Xuan originally thought that Master Wei would directly use ruthless hands again, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he would stop. The little Taoist was surprised and relieved. He felt that today was much better than he thought, but Mao Mu Qingyan's face suddenly changed.
He knew in his heart that he had a secret conflict with Shenzhou. If the other party came to him, he would definitely want to kill him. If the other party let him live, it would only mean that he would face a situation worse than death.
Mao Mu Qingyan gritted his teeth, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
He grabbed the half-broken long knife and was about to wipe it on his neck.
But he heard a gust of wind, and his palm shook, and he could no longer hold the knife.
The precious sword that had been handed down from generation to generation in the temple was directly knocked out and fell to the ground.
Mogi Qingyan suddenly realized that his body was difficult to move. He knew that this was not a Taoist body-binding spell, but a direct seal of his soul, cutting off the connection between the soul and the body. It was the acupuncture technique of the Central Earth Martial School, which sealed the meridians and made the body out of control. This meant that the other party wanted to keep him alive.
Mogi Qingyan's face was pale.
Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I came to Japan today not to deliberately provoke a quarrel, but the Mogi Yoshiyuki of the Mogi family secretly went to Shenzhou some time ago and found my Taiping Dao disciples, trying to steal my Central Plains Three Caves and Four Auxiliary Jade Books, and coveting my Shenzhou spiritual veins."
"So, I came here."
"One is to tell the head of the Mogi family to give up this idea as soon as possible."
"The second is to express my Taiping Dao's views on this matter. You can go and tell the sects and schools behind you. I will I know that the forces behind everyone present here should have had some thoughts about my Taiping Dao. This time, I will notify them all at once. "
He put his hands in his sleeves, looked around, paused, and then said:
"Or, be prepared to pay the price."
"This is the first time."
Everyone was puzzled, and Ah Xuan was at a loss, but he didn't know why he felt panic and frightened in his heart. The Taoist in the gray Taoist robe closed his eyes gently. At that moment, the depths of his eyes lit up with pure gold representing the divinity of Shanhaijing.
Whispered in his heart.
Today.
The Taiping Department, which had been away from the world for hundreds of years, reappeared in the world.
Heh... probably.
.........
Back to the time before, when Wei Yuan just took action, the eight-sided Han sword, which had been nurturing the sword energy and sword power, broke through the air directly after the sword wind swept around. Dongying is an island country, an island country full of earthquake zones, so there are many mountains.
It can even be said that the veins under the earth of these mountains are connected.
The Eight-sided Han Sword tore the wind in front of it with its sword energy.
It flew towards its destination at a speed that almost broke the sound barrier.
Yamata no Orochi sat on the top of Mount Ibuki, frowning at the night sky today. Today was the time that the man had agreed with him, but he had made preparations, but he had not seen the so-called fireworks. Instead, because today was the Obon Festival, there were fireworks festivals everywhere, which hurt his eyes.
He was wondering if he had been fooled.
Yamata no Orochi felt a chill.
Even his scales seemed to stand upside down.
He raised his head suddenly.
With his vision, he saw a stream of white light quickly passing through the sky. Looking more carefully, it was a sword, an eight-sided Han sword with a sheath. The wind gathered on the sword body and then turned into wind lines along the trajectory of the scabbard. Because of the flow of the wind itself, the wind lines intertwined with each other, like scales.
This sword went straight to Fugaku, the first mountain in Sakurajima.
The pupils of Yamata no Orochi contracted.
The long sword tore through the wind and clouds, and finally wrapped up the vast sword energy that was rushing over, and fell heavily. But the point was not this, but to allow Wei Yuan to grasp the flow of the earth veins and affect here from a hundred kilometers away.
The right foot of the simple Taoist finally stepped down lightly.
The golden divinity in his eyes was exhausted in an instant.
Based on the power of the mountain god, Wei Yuan's voice slowly fell in his heart.
Thirty-six Tiangang magical powers——
Shake the mountain, shake the earth.
With the authority of the god of the mountain, and the top magical power of the Shenzhou Dao Sect, Wei Yuan still had no way to truly shake the mountains and the earth. Unfortunately, this place happened to be the most unstable place in the world, and it was also a pity that the first mountain here was a living volcano.
What's more regrettable is that the straight-line distance from here to that mountain is only more than 100 kilometers.
The ground veins are connected.
Yamata no Orochi stood up suddenly.
Under the night sky, the sword tore the wind and fell, and the sword energy escaped, swept by the wind, turned into sword wind, stirring the clouds and mist, like a huge iron cone with a wide top and a narrow bottom, or a weapon like the Thunder God Lei Zhenzi, with a sword whistle like thunder, it fell heavily on the main peak of Mount Fuji.
Then there was an earthquake that was not violent but covered a large area.
The earthquake made many people subconsciously hide in the open space and fall into a panic.
Kamo Xingluo, who was going down the mountain, suddenly realized something was wrong. He turned his head subconsciously, and then his pupils suddenly shrank. His body shook and he almost fell to the ground. The night had changed into the color of blazing flames. The blazing mountain god who had been sleeping for more than three hundred years was revived. After a few vibrations, the violent flames gushed out and then surged down.
The intense high temperature, accompanied by the flying lava rocks and the earthquake with low intensity but wide coverage, the sound was like thunder, causing violent vibrations, and Kamo Xingluo's face was pale.
But he barely comforted himself that there were Fuji Five Lakes surrounding Mount Fuji, and basically no huge disasters would be brought. At this time, he suddenly heard a sword sound, and a white light flew out from the rolling flaming lava, and the sword energy was crisscrossed.
The original wind reversed instantly, and the talismans on it were densely packed. It was the Tiangang magical power, returning wind and returning fire. The lava flames were absorbed by the strong wind, and then stirred by the sword wind, like a huge sword, rushing heavily upward.
Part of the lava cooled and shattered, and was shattered by the sword energy and turned into volcanic ash.
Only the sword energy was like the wind, carrying extremely thick and strong flames, and penetrated heavily into the thick clouds in the sky. The clouds were stimulated by the flames, bursting out countless purple and blue thunders, hitting the lava, but making the cooled part of the flames more intense.
The strong wind did not die, and the clouds turned into heavy rain, engulfing the flames and thunder.
Let the battle between the violent thunder and the surging flames become more violent and terrifying.
Yamata no Orochi was speechless for a long time.
Wei Yuan slowly raised his eyes, feeling extremely tired, his eyes slightly closed, his back to the horrifying scene, in the dead silence, he said indifferently:
"It's his first offense, so give him a small punishment."
"Don't do it again in the future."