"Okay, okay!"
"In an instant, you severely injured us Westerners. You are a powerful person in the Dharma!"
Layman Hanyue's face was no longer as calm as before, and his face was full of sinisterness.
"Why!"
Li Xin sighed softly, "Although you guessed it right, I have indeed entered the Dharma Realm."
"But to deal with a few of you, I can defeat you with a single sword when I'm in my early stage as a heavenly being."
"Ah!"
Layman Hanyue sneered.
Who can't brag?
Now that you are awesome, you have the final say.
Zong Ming and Qing Yu also had gloomy expressions on their faces. They thought that their Western teamwork would be enough to deal with a Celestial Being from the Qing Dragon Society, but they did not expect that the head of Heifeng Village had already entered the Dharma Realm.
Misstep!
Li Xin ignored them, but turned to look into the clouds and mist in the east, and said calmly:
"If you don't come out, I won't keep these losers."
From the very beginning, he and Di Shitian discovered that there was a powerful Dharma figure hiding in the dark behind Xi Ren. Moreover, when the news was released, Xiong Ba and Pang Ban did not show up. It was very likely that something had happened.
That's why Li Xin didn't take action with all his strength.
If he were to attack with all his strength now, these people wouldn't even be able to take one blow from him.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha chant sounded.
Two figures walked out of the clouds.
One man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a full beard that looked like countless silver needles. He was wearing a smart short suit, and the muscles on his arms and thighs were knotted.
He looked to be in his fifties, and just standing there attracted everyone's attention.
The other person was a monk, he looked to be in his thirties, his eyebrows were as tall as distant mountains, his eyes were blank, and his skin was actually whiter than the woman's.
Most importantly, the monk is holding two people in his hands.
It was Xiong Ba and Pang Ban.
At this time, there was a rare look of shame on the faces of the two people. In their original world, both of them were strong men who controlled one side, but now they were being held in their hands like little chickens.
"Gang leader!"
"Uncle Master!"
Qingyu, his wife and Zong Ming hurriedly came forward to pay their respects.
The two of them were the Xixiang Patriarch, the leader of the Xiling Gang, and Master Puzang, the new abbot of the Prajna Temple.
"Amitabha!"
"The boss is indeed a young hero."
"With such strength at such a young age, I am even more interested in the legendary dragon head."
Master Pu Zang placed Xiong Ba and Pang Ban on the ground and said calmly:
"Originally, I captured two celestial beings from the Blue Dragon Society in order to attract the Dragon Head of the Blue Dragon Society to see how powerful the legendary Dragon Head of the Blue Dragon Society is. Unexpectedly, even the head master has entered the Dharma Realm."
"The strange phenomena in Yunhe Mansion before were probably caused by the master's breakthrough!"
"That's right!" Li Xin admitted for the first time and said with a smile:
"Now that you have seen me, do you still want to try the skills of my Qinglong Club?"
"Actually, we could have been friends. As long as the headmaster and the Qinglong Club promised not to interfere in the affairs between us and the Nine Demonic Sects, we would not take action against Xizhou where the Qinglong Club is now located." Master Puzang made a sound. Sighed and said:
"In the future, this land in Xizhou will be the territory of the Qinglong Society."
Previously, the abbot of Prajna Temple fell into the hands of the masters of inner Kyushu magic. Prajna Temple's strength was greatly reduced, and Prajna Temple and Kongo Temple were their undying enemies. Now the Blue Dragon Society has proven that he is not weaker than the seven sects.
It's someone you can win over.
"Ha ha!"
Li Xin smiled and said: "In this world, strength must speak for itself."
"We, the Qinglong Society, want more than just the land of Xizhou."
"Besides, I can take what I want, so why should I give it to you?"
Pu Zang frowned, "I'm afraid the master has fallen into the devil's path!"
"Boy, you have the same momentum as when I was young." Ancestor Xixiang took a step forward and said:
"You are right, in this world, strength speaks for itself."
"Come on, let me see your weight!"
There was a scornful look in his eyes, and a powerful energy burst out from him.
A huge white tiger appeared.
The white tiger is hundreds of feet tall, has wings on its back, and is lifelike, as if it were a real mythical beast.
The secret of the Xiling Gang - White Tiger Mysterious Technique!
Although the Xiling Gang claims to master the supreme Xuan Kung of the West, all the powerful forces with knowledge know that both the Qinglong and Xuanwu Xuan Kung are incomplete.
Only the White Tiger Xuan Gong and the Vermillion Bird Xuan Gong are the complete versions that can be cultivated to the peak of the Dharma!
"If you can take one punch from me, I will give up this Shuizhou to you!"
Following the words of Patriarch Xixiang.
Punch out!
"Roar!"
A tiger roar came out.
The tiger's claws poked out, and a powerful ripple swayed towards the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Wherever the ripples passed, cracks appeared in the void. The ground was plowed three feet, and all kinds of rare flowers and plants that Xiji Villa spent a lot of money to plant were uprooted.
Boulders were swept up by the ripples, and then turned into powder.
The ancestor of Xixiang is really domineering, and every time he strikes, it is a killer move!
The Qingyu couple and Zong Mingxi obviously knew how powerful the Dharma Master was, and they hurriedly avoided it for thousands of meters.
Pang Banxiongba also hurriedly walked to the villa.
Pu Zang did not stop him.
"What a White Tiger Mystic Technique, Qing Xuan's Suzaku Sword Technique is nothing compared to yours!"
Li Xin laughed out loud.
An unimaginable pressure burst out from him, and a huge green dragon dharma appeared behind him, confronting the white tiger dharma of the ancestor of Xixiang.
The White Tiger Dharma and the Qinglong Dharma collide together.
Bang!
The two dharma images let out a cry, and then began to dissipate like phantoms.
Li Xin and Ancestor Xixiang took action almost at the same time.
The fists and palms met, and dozens of moves were exchanged in an instant.
The speed was so fast that even the powerful gods present could not see clearly.
"too strong!"
"You can't even take down the gang leader?"
Yu Wuhen's face was full of disbelief.
Ancestor Xixiang is recognized as one of the most powerful Dharma Immortals, and now he is actually fighting with Li Xin, who just entered the Dharma Appearance realm a few days ago?
"If he hadn't been worried about the two heavenly beings from his Blue Dragon Society just now, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to take one of his moves."
Even layman Hanyue looked bitter.
He maintained his status as sixth on the list of gods and believed that no matter how strong Li Xin was, he could not be his opponent in the realm of gods.
But now it seems that Li Xin was not bragging at all.
In the Heavenly Realm, he can only be killed instantly.
If he encountered the crisscrossing black marks in the void of the battlefield, he would be dead.
For a moment, he even suspected that he had made the wrong choice.
……
The entire Xiji Villa was hit with ruins everywhere, not even a complete building could be found, and even the mountain shrank in size in the aftermath of the two men's battle.
"impossible!"
The roar of the ancestor of Xixiang came from the smoke and dust.
"White Tiger!"
"Suzaku!"
A more powerful battle wave came out.
After dozens of breaths, the smoke dissipated.
Two figures appeared.
It's just that at this time, the ancestor of Xixiang no longer lost his previous domineering attitude. Half of the beard on his face was shaved off, his clothes became tattered, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.
The clothes on his body were also dyed red.
Li Xin was no different from before the fight, and he didn't look like he had experienced a fierce battle.
Ancestor Xixiang’s short shirt was stained with blood, his face full of disbelief:
"What kind of martial arts are you using that can even dissolve my power?"
If it weren't for that strange method, even if he was defeated, he wouldn't be defeated so quickly.
