Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"How did this fight happen? Why is there an endless crackling noise in the sky?"

Looking at the fireworks outside the city, Qin Jiaxian had nothing much to say. The blood clouds, the golden light, the river water, the fireworks, and finally the colorful flares that seemed to be made by Tianji. This time, the spectators of the fight were a little visually fatigued.

"You're not tired either."

Qin Jiaxian really couldn't bear to watch anymore. Only Lu Xiaofeng was left on the wall, watching with great interest through the high-powered telescope he had given him.

"I've never seen such a wonderful sky before."

Although many parts are not clear, these things are the first time for Lu Xiaofeng to see them in more than 20 years, so he will never get tired of them no matter how many times he sees them.

This time was different from the time in the Western Regions. There was no large-scale melee, and no blood and flesh flying right in front of one's eyes. Looking up at the sky from the capital, the illusion skills of the Eternal Night Playwright were really no different from a gorgeous magic show.

However, the reason why Lu Xiaofeng could see so clearly was mainly due to Qin Jiaxian's telescope.

"This peep show is really nice, Mr. Qin, would you consider selling it?"

"You think this is something strange, but we have plenty of it."

"I have seen a peep show that can see very far away before. It was stolen from somewhere by that monkey spirit Sikong Zhaixing. But compared to this, that one is nothing more than a bonus."

Although he said he didn't know where it came from, Lu Xiaofeng actually knew in his heart that such a good peep show could only have been taken from the imperial palace. However, he was now standing on the city gate of Beijing, and the imperial guards were not far away. If he dared to say that Sikong Zhaixing had stolen something from the imperial palace, he would never be able to return to Jiangnan.

Although the imperial court might not be able to catch him based on his martial arts skills, Lu Xiaofeng still prefers being famous for solving cases rather than being famous for being wanted by the imperial court.

"Mechanics, magic, how are these things combined?"

Lu Xiaofeng had no idea how many times he had been shocked by the various technologies in the hands of the innate people.

"When Zhu Ting comes, that guy will probably be so happy that he will go crazy."

"These don't seem to be the techniques used by the traditional three religions."

After helping the man treat his injuries, Liu Qingyuan also walked to the top of the wall, looked at the lively scene in the sky, and said these words.

"And the white horse that was previously suspected to be a unicorn must have been involved by foreigners."

"Foreign country?"

"It's someone who has a style similar to that of Time City and Killing Island."

"Oh, Western style."

Lu Xiaofeng leaned against the bricks on the city wall, wondering if it was his illusion, but this time, not only was the number of people fighting against the demon Luo Hanba smaller, but the atmosphere was also not as tense as last time.

However, when it comes to Western style, Lu Xiaofeng thought of the strange dream man he had met before. That man had many Western characteristics, including the rabbit man following behind him.

Oh yes, Tian Ji Jue is also in this style.

"Strange, do the seniors know such a person?"

Most of the people who come here are born into Buddhism. The Buddhist style is completely different from the Western style. No matter how western the Buddhist world is, it is impossible to mix with these people.

"What if someone comes uninvited?"

There is no doubt that Qin Jiaxian was referring to a certain Di Ming. He had previously told Tianji to ask the people of Yunhai Xianmen to be careful not to pull the wrong person. Now, Taijun has really been summoned.

"There are only a few roads that connect to the secular world. If you want to come uninvited, you have to come through a fixed road."

"Xuyuan, you are still too young."

"……what for?"

"Some people find their way like rats digging holes, they fight and run away at the same time."

Here I would like to nominate some villainous forces that always want to invade the human world by force. They originally lived in peace with the human world, but they had to smash through both sides with one hammer.

Once this is broken through, both sides will become unstable. They will be busy sealing while stabilizing. If there are a few more racial conflicts in the middle, over time, won’t the new passage be created?

……

"woke up?"

Sir Rabbit put away the dreamcatcher and saw Mingjian Juesheng wake up. He took a few steps to the side to make it easier for him to get up from the ground.

Mingjian Juesai woke up without saying a word, and did not get up from the ground. His eyes looked straight ahead, revealing a bit of confusion, as if he had not yet woken up from the dream.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Mu Lingshan bent down to ask, but he couldn't get anything out of the other party as he was in such a trance.

"boom--"

A deafening sound came from the direction of the battlefield. They had also seen the fireworks popping in the sky before, but because they couldn't see clearly from the sky, the fireworks and explosives couldn't reach Mu Lingshan. In addition, there was a Rabbit Sir whose origins were unknown, so they ignored him.

This time the vibration was obviously caused by someone hitting the ground. The impact was extremely strong, but it only shook once. It didn't sound like a fight attacking the ground, but more like something hitting the ground from a high altitude.

Stimulated by the vibration, Mingjian Jueshi's eyes instantly became clear. He turned his head to look in the direction where the vibration came from. That was the place where he left with Huangjian Guchen, the battlefield where Shi Tiancang was.

"It seems that it is not over yet...Famous Sword?"

Mingjian Jueshai stood up from the ground and picked up the broken Jueshai Wuxin. Mu Lingshan hadn't even checked the wounds on his body or cleaned the blood on his clothes before he walked towards the battlefield.

"The experimental results... that's all. It's right there. See for yourself."

If he wanted to carefully check the status of Mingjian Jueshi, Sir Rabbit would have to follow him into the battlefield. However, apart from Mu Lingshan's Jian Tonghui, there were only two other righteous innates who had seen and knew of their existence, one was Mingjian Jueshi and the other was Tianji.

It’s nothing for Tianji, as according to seniority the other party has to call him uncle. It’s mainly Mingjian Juesai and others. In Mingjian Juesai’s cognition, Sir Rabbit follows Qimengren, not the Eternal Night Playwright.

Besides, if he goes to the battlefield in this state, he will be no different from a sitting duck. He should find a place to hide.

"Follow him now, and you can also witness the Six Sword Divine Technique."

After saying this, Lord Rabbit lowered the brim of his hat, and the cards in Mu Lingshan's hand flew away and fell into Lord Rabbit's hands.

"As for this lone minister of the Imperial Sword, at least he doesn't have to worry about his life. We don't want to cause any trouble."

If Huang Jian Gu Chen really died, the first person to go crazy would be Ming Jian Jue Shi. If this man makes trouble again, he might even make enemies with the Western Buddhist world.

The cards shattered into points of light in Sir Rabbit's hand and disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Here on the battlefield, the smoke and dust raised by Shi Tiancang's fall was no less than the fireworks set off by the Eternal Night Playwright in the sky. The vibration of this attack did not cause much damage, only the smoke and dust choked people.

The surrounding trees were mostly destroyed in the battle, and there was no vegetation to block the smoke. When the smoke rushed over, no one could see clearly, so they could only use the wind to disperse it.

Fortunately, people are not afraid of dust. If they were covered in dust again and again, others would have turned into clay figures long ago.

The Eternal Night Playwright directly set up a magical barrier to block the smoke and impact in front of him. Tianji was familiar with his pursuit of elegance. When the smoke rushed up, he ran to the Eternal Night Playwright to rub against it.

Anyway, no one can see each other because of the smoke and dust, so he can just come here to get some space and then move away when the smoke is about to dissipate.

"Is your illusion magic capable of putting a health bar on his head?"

"You think you can hit it?"

"Hey, you're talking normally now."

The tone of this sentence was neither sarcastic nor

"..."

When he came closer, Tianji asked in a low voice. Although the Eternal Night Playwright was wearing a mask on his face, Tianji was very sure that the other party was rolling his eyes just now.

"Hey, why don't you try it?"

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust that made it impossible to see each other clearly, and everyone not knowing that the playwright of Eternal Night was Di Ming, Tianji stuck close to the other person, trying to impress him with his sincere gaze.

Isn't it said that as long as there is a health bar, everything can be attacked? Although the opponent came suddenly this time, it was obvious that he was prepared for this one-on-one attack. Maybe the Eternal Night Playwright really knew how long Shi Tiancang's health bar was.

The Eternal Night Playwright didn't want to pay attention to this man's outrageous request. If he knew Shi Tiancang's health bar, he wouldn't have to use illusions. He could just look for someone who could fight back based on the opponent's health.

Just as the smoke and dust around him were about to dissipate, the Eternal Night Playwright took a step back and turned himself into a ball of smoke and disappeared along with the surrounding smoke and dust.

He did this not only to maintain his own identity, the most important reason was that he killed Shi Tiancang's life-saving bird and used illusion to play with the other party's mentality. When the smoke and dust were gone, the other party's primary target would be him.

"If you don't want to add it, just add it. It's a simple way to leave."

It would be nice if this guy could be so straightforward when he goes back, Tianji thought to himself, and then posed as if nothing had happened, as if it wasn’t him who had just spoken to the Eternal Night Playwright.

However, Tianji also knew that the Eternal Night Playwright could not have really left, but was just hiding himself with illusion. In view of the fright he had just received, he decided to check everything around him carefully this time, especially at his feet.

It's not that he is timid, but it is difficult to accept the sudden appearance of such a strange thing at his feet both psychologically and physically, especially the fish that the Eternal Night Playwright just turned into. The twisted posture of walking with its tail makes anyone's scalp tingle.

"I wonder what's going on with Yunhai Xianmen and Yanluo Ghost Prison now?"

As the smoke and dust thinned, Xia Bodhi first looked around, and after not finding the Eternal Night Playwright, he came to Tianji.

"I heard from Fengtian that the matter has been resolved and they are arranging follow-up measures."

Tianji didn't know why Xia Puti came to ask these questions, but he answered truthfully.

"Then I wonder if you from the Immortal Sect are interested in coming to the mortal world? According to the impression people have of cultivation today, you from the Immortal Sect are the most suitable."

In the eyes of most people, the traditional three religions are very different from the three religions they know, especially those in Buddhism. As the "fourth religion", Yunhai Xianmen really clearly writes about seeking immortality and asking for the way. In the eyes of most people, Yunhai Xianmen is easier to accept.

People from the three religions gave various explanations to others, but people from the Yunhai Immortal Sect could be simply summarized as immortal cultivators.

"I did mention this, but they are still busy. Not even one of them came to play with me."

"Really."

After saying this, Xia Puti stopped asking questions and turned around to be on guard in the direction of Shi Tiancang.

First, he had a fierce battle with Yi Ye Shu and others, and then the Eternal Night Playwright killed the Life-Perching Bird and used illusions to consume his energy. In particular, the fireworks just now were mixed with signal flares with Tian Ji's special paint. Being hit by those things was like falling into a dye vat. He could not see anything except the mixed colors of mental pollution.

This is just the influence of Tianji's special dyes. The fireworks set off by the Eternal Night Playwright are indeed illusions. In theory, they cannot hurt people, but hidden under these illusory fireworks are real explosives.

With his eyes covered by paint and unable to see, his protection against the surrounding explosives would be somewhat weaker. Today, Shi Tiancang still uses the posture of Mo Xingtian from his previous life, but he has lost his initial composure and his hair has become disheveled.

"good very good!"

These younger generations in front of him really gave him a great "surprise". He, a great Hanba, was actually played around by this group of youngsters.

Because he couldn't see the Eternal Night Playwright, Shi Tiancang couldn't kill the guy who dared to kill his life-saving bird first, so he could only vent his anger on others first. Now, he didn't want to let any of the people in front of him go.

"Since you have angered me, you will be killed!"

"You make it sound like you didn't want to kill anyone before."

Tianji pointed with his sword in hand. Why did this kind of person always like to describe himself as kind, as if no one would die unless they provoked him? When he attacked Yidengchan before, he almost died from the wounds on his body. And the knife wound on Huangjian Guchen caused the evil spirit in his body to explode twice.

Every move you make is aimed at fatal injuries. How dare you say that you are just starting to kill people now?

Just at this moment, the Eternal Night Playwright appeared again, but in the opposite direction of the others. Everyone was mainly in front of Shi Tiancang, while he was behind Shi Tiancang.

"You have such impetuous murderous intent. It seems that you don't understand the magic of the Dazzler at all."

Hearing his voice, Shi Tiancang didn't even look at him, but swung his knife behind him, cutting the body of the Eternal Night Playwright in half, disappearing in a cloud of smoke, and then quickly reappearing in another direction.

This was not the real body of the Eternal Night Playwright, but an illusion. Shi Tiancang had gotten used to it, and he estimated that this person had not come in person.

"A person who hides his head but shows his tail."

"The magic of the Dazzler exists precisely between reality and illusion, like a dream."

"…What on earth is he doing here?"

Watching Shi Tiancang on the opposite side slashing with a knife, the Eternal Night Playwright turned into smoke and changed direction, and added a few sarcastic words. The hatred was so steady that Tianji couldn't help but question.

This style is neither a villain nor a righteous one. What on earth is Di Ming doing here? He remembered that this guy didn't like to join in the fun. Whenever his youngest son got excited at home, he would basically get beaten.

The current situation, to put it in a rather unpleasant way, is that the Eternal Night Playwright is like walking his dog. Whichever direction he appears in, Shi Tiancang will hack in that direction. Others don't need to deliberately dodge when he attacks. They just need to keep a distance from the Eternal Night Playwright.

"Brother, behind me."

Nupipaluo suddenly withdrew from the battle. Behind the crowd, he felt an unprecedented powerful force approaching this side.

That was the sword intent and the power of Buddha. As a sword monk, Jubilee could feel the unknown power behind him even more.

"This sword intent... could it be a famous sword?"

Xia Bodhi felt a sense of familiarity from the tremendous Buddha's power, but if it was a famous sword, the person behind was too strong, and even surpassed Yi Ye Shu in momentum.

In the dark sky, a dazzling golden light rushed straight to the battlefield, and a sharp sword intent swept across. Everyone stopped and looked in that direction.

"Ok?"

"The wait is finally here."

Seeing this scene, the Eternal Night Playwright chuckled, he knew that the famous sword Jueshi had arrived.

"Come on, accept the great gift that the Dizzy One has prepared for everyone here! Hahahahahaha..."

Unable to bear the laughter, Tianji put up a board behind him with a sentence written on it, which could be seen from the perspective of the Eternal Night Playwright.

"Be normal!"

The Eternal Night Playwright saw it, but he ignored it.

"Since you claim to be able to rival a god, then I, the Dazzler, will give you a god! Hahahaha..."

Tianji: Psychologist, we must find a psychologist for Diming when we get back!

Amid the laughter of the Eternal Night Playwright, the famous sword Jueshi emerged from the golden light. His eyes were firm, and in his hand he held the broken sword Jueshi Wuxin.

"God? What is he talking about?"

Judging from the current situation, the Eternal Night Playwright looks even crazier than his enemies. His words also confused the others. Mingjian Jueshi, who was walking step by step, was not affected at all and slowly raised the broken sword in his hand.

"The sword of Tathagata, the way of heaven is the heart, the heart is the sword, the sword is divine."