The reason why it is said to be two is because the Xueling Mage is too old, not to mention fighting, even leaving quickly.

The master's cultivation is all in the state of Buddha's mind. The lion roar I learned was to enlighten and be obsessed with. He was peaceful all his life and never fought with people. Qian Yiqun thought he was a master, so he was like a misunderstanding. He only realized that he had misunderstood after he got in hand.

"If I had known this, I might as well not ask him to help." Zhong Xingyue also said quite regretfully. He was a spirit body, and he was considered a ghost. He was scared by the roar of the Buddhist lion before and almost dissipated. Looking at it now, it turned out that he was just a useless old monk, which was really embarrassing.

In fact, Master Xueling is not so useless. Although it is a bit cumbersome to Qian Yiqun, his Vajra Lion Roar can really help.

Gaba is stout and his movements are inevitably less agile. Whenever he accumulates his energy to charge, the Xueling Mage would shout loudly. This loud shout rushed over, and Gaba seemed to be hit by someone, and his feet would always be slowed down.

Qian Yiqun took advantage of this slow gap, either jumped away, wandered around, or approached with his sword, which was a fair fight.

Tibetan Buddhism attaches great importance to inheritance far better than Middle-earth Buddhism, so many secret traditions of Padmasambhava during the period of preaching the Dharma have been left to this day. At that time, Buddhism had just entered Tibet and fought for the right to religion with the local Bon religion in Tibet. It was a bloody religious war that could not be recorded in Buddhist scriptures.

This kind of secret technique that has been honed on the battlefield is suitable for one-to-many, and there are also special one-to-one battles to win. Each move has a strong blood-evil spirit.

Gaba exorcized evil spirits and subdued demons, and his practical experience was much greater than that of Qian Yiqun. He also cultivated the indestructible true body of the Great Vajra. The ancient sword that cut off gold and iron only stabbed him slightly, which made his skin slightly concave, making it difficult to penetrate half a minute.

When Qian Yiqun saw that the sword could not penetrate, he changed to stab to cut, so that he could leave blood marks on his skin.

The onlookers who did not know the truth saw Qian Yiqun attacking repeatedly, and the Tibetan monk was unable to fight back. They thought he wanted Lingchi, the Tibetan monk, and they all shouted loudly.

This is also a folk tradition. You must applaud anything if you watch a behead, let alone the tortures like Lingchi live.

Qian Yiqun was suffering. He had a strong eye, so he could naturally see that the scars on Gaba's body were only two drops of blood, which soon healed.

Gaba was unfast, but she had great power. She let Qian Yiqun take action and punched her hard when she caught the opportunity. His punch was like wind and thunder. Not to mention the solidity of the punch, a piece of bruise appeared when the wind of the fist brushed.

Fortunately, with the roar of Master Xueling, Qian Yiqun can escape in times of crisis.

"Thunder come!"

Qian Yiqun could not attack for a long time, and he was a little annoyed. The power of the palm thunder was naturally greater. However, this enhanced palm thunder could only make him numb, his clothes charred, and nothing else was useless. After being hit by Qian Yiqun's thunder several times, Gaba gradually got used to this level of electric shock, but his body swayed and rushed up.

"Evil Demon! Go to hell!" Gaba shouted, his fingers intertwined, raised them high above the top, and smashed them down at Qian Yiqun like a giant hammer.

Master Xueling was about to be a lion roar so that Qian Yiqun could dodge. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly got hit by a blunt weapon on his waist. His true energy was immediately dissipated and he made a sound of breaking sound, but he didn't roar.

Gaba scattered the monk's robe and cast magic. As the mantra became extremely powerful, the ordinary monk's robe circled around Qian Yiqun's body, completely blocking Qian Yiqun's retreat for dodging.

Qian Yiqun was in front of Gaba at this moment, with red clothes on the left and right, and saw the real spirit surging above. If it hits, it will either die or be injured. When he raises his head, he will be in a giant hammer. How can he avoid it?

"The golden light appears at a speed!"

Qian Yiqun shouted loudly, golden light surged on his body, kicked his legs hard, and hit Gaba.

The ancient sword directly took Gaba's eyes.

Gaba didn't expect that Qian Yiqun had this trick. He was caught off guard and stabbed in his left eye with a sword. The piercing pain made him scream, which made the eardrums of the audience around him break.

Qian Yiqun was shocked: the sword didn't stab in.

The soft part of his eyes actually made him become an indestructible body!

No wonder Monk Liu and his family had to escape so neatly!

This lama is not easy to deal with!

In the midst of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through Qian Yiqun's mind. He watched a fist as the size of a bowl hit, but his body was still in the air, and he had nowhere to leverage his power and could not dodge at all.

The fist was filled with wind and thunder and hit Qian Yiqun.

The golden light flashed, Qian Yiqun's body shook, and he flew backwards, tearing a big hole into Gaba's monk's robe.

Fortunately, the Golden Light Bead protects the body. Although this attack is powerful, it is not injured.

After Qian Yiqun landed, he jumped up and saw Master Xueling holding his waist with pain in his face, and his heart became even more tight. He was about to step forward to let Xueling get off the stage, but Gaba rushed over, like a bull, heading towards Qian Yiqun's chest.

Qian Yiqun dodged sideways, and the golden light of protecting his body disappeared. He saw that the short hair on Gaba's head was stroked like a steel brush. Not only did he lose his clothes, but there were even more dense traces on his chest.

When Gaba was seeking the Dharma, he hit the clock with his head for three years, and his head had become his weapon like a fist. He couldn't do anything to a little Taoist priest because of his great lama's magic power, and he was extremely angry. He hit him with no effort at all, but he didn't expect Qian Yiqun to dodge him.

Qian Yiqun's chest was so painful that he passed by Gaba. He instinctively kicked Gaba's buttocks.

Gaba's center of gravity was unbalanced, and he staggered, and it was difficult to hold back, and he fell down to the difficult situation.

No one applauded the audience.

The two of them were astonishing just now, which made many onlookers feel scared. Seeing that Gaba, who was like an evil ghost, fell on the ground, how could everyone dare to speak out? They all dispersed around.

"Master, we have to go back to the government office to take care of the matter." The Yangzhou Prefecture Promoter said to the government office.

The Duke was so scared that his face was pale, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "That's right, let's go first."

There were officials and monks on the side who helped several officials leave the seat and quietly touched them out, for fear of attracting the attention of evil ghosts.

Qian Yiqun took advantage of this stall and rushed to Xueling: "Is the mage okay?"

Xueling was in great pain, so he just gritted his teeth and supported it with great perseverance. Cold sweat fell from his forehead. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he barely squeezed out a sentence: "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening."

Qian Yiqun glanced at Xueling and saw that there was nothing abnormal around him, and he was confused.

"The back of the waist has the aura of the ghost." Zhong Xingyue reminded.

Qian Yiqun reached out to touch her, and there was indeed a cold and cold waist in his waist compared to other places. He immediately waved Mao Jun's pen, drew a golden light talisman in the air, and gently pushed it to the back of Xueling. He remembered what Master Zhang said, and did not dare to bless the spell to avoid hurting Xueling. The golden light talisman is full of masculinity and righteousness, and the most yin and cold ghost energy. Although this talisman does not bless the spell, it is enough to relieve Xueling's pain.

"Be careful!" Xueling pushed Qian Yiqun and signaled that Gaba had already attacked.

Qian Yiqun couldn't hide this time, otherwise Gaba, who rushed over in anger, would hit Xueling.

"The golden light appears at a speed!" Qian Yiqun summoned the golden light for the second time, changed into a fan in his hand, and slanted out his left hand and shouted: "Thunder come!"

Gaba stepped heavily on the wooden platform, making a loud bang every step.

The platform is just a temporary bamboo and wood, so how could it withstand such torture? It made a loud noise and tried hard to support it.

——Five steps left!

Qian Yiqun felt a little fear in his heart, as if he was not facing a person, but a locomotive that was racing.

Three steps!

Qian Yiqun had already seen Gaba's hideous face.

step!

Qian Yiqun went up and stood still before Gaba settled. He stimulated his right hand with a formless fan and sprayed out a ball of spiritual light powder, rushing straight to Gaba's face. The thunder in the palm of his left hand was not emitted, and he patted heavily on Gaba's waist.

"Om!"

Gaba shouted violently and spit out the secret letters and sounds.

Qian Yiqun's eyes turned pale and he almost fell.

The word "南" symbolizes the wisdom of the deity, is the mother of the mantra, and can give birth to ten kinds of methods, and is the body of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the body of the three Vajras, and the body of the three Vajras.

Qian Yiqun was shocked by the Tantric Mantra and was so confused that he couldn't do it. Fortunately, his palm was thunder hitting Gaba, which made him stagnate at the same time, so he did not attack him.

The two of them were stiff on the stage at the same time, as if they were fighting hard to decide the outcome.

Chen Zhihe was secretly shocked when he saw it and asked a Taoist priest to retreat first.

Qionghua Temple is a jungle in the ten directions, not as clear as the temple of descendants. There may be masters lurking in it, but... no one has come forward to help anyway.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!" I heard someone shouting loudly, running up to the stage in a few steps, waving the copper coin sword in his hand, throwing a stack of talisman paper in the air.

Qian Yiqun came back to his senses from the white light and saw Gaba’s eyes red and his neck muscles swollen. He turned over and rolled away, causing Gaba to lose his head hammer. He looked at the reinforcement, and the fire of hope in his heart was like being blown by the strong wind, swaying and about to be destroyed.

That person was Li Yiqing.

"I am on the order of the Supreme Lord to obtain the evil spirit...Oh!" Before Li Yiqing finished reciting the mantra, he suddenly got hit on his waist and immediately fell down.

"Form a formation!" Yang Ai stepped on Li Yiqing's back and pointed the sword in her hand at Gaba.

Li Xiangjun followed closely behind and occupied his own position. Gu Meiniang flashed out from behind Yang Ai and also guarded her position.

The White Rainbow Sword flew up in the air and floated in the main attack position.

The leader of winter is the killing formation for the Flower Bloom Four Seasons Formation.

Yang Ai and others could not help but ask for help, but Xu Fo saw that Qian Yiqun could still fight and did not reveal his flaws, so he refused to let them be exposed too early, and just waited for the critical moment to come out to make a comeback in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Li Yiqing came to the stage, making the space that could still be opened became cramped, and Xu Fo had to let the three women line up to deal with it in advance.

Yang Ai thought that Li Yiqing had occupied her position, so she kicked him away. When she saw that the Baihong sword had stabbed Gaba, she quickly shook her body and followed her.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but feel anxious.

He knew very well the power of the Flower Bloom Four Seasons Formation, and it was not a big problem to deal with some Green Forest bandits, but it was far from enough to meet an enemy of Gaba.

Especially this enemy is good at breaking the deadlock with strength, and it is too simple to destroy flowers with harsh hands! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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