Yang Jian, is this yours?

The person who spoke was Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. He was dressed in white clothes and his appearance was dusty. After saluting slightly to the Taoist burning lamp, white lotus suddenly appeared at the feet of Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. He was about to fly away like a battlefield. Daoist Deng suddenly stopped him: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute."

Manjusri paused, then turned around and looked at Taoist Randeng and said, "Teacher, what advice do you have?"

Daoist Ran Deng looked suspiciously, glanced at Nezha and Huang Tianhua, and finally fell on Qingxi. Qingxi blinked his dark brown eyes, and took a small step forward under everyone's gaze, but was suddenly dragged by Yang Jian. stop.

"Little friend Qingxi, let's go break the formation with fellow Taoist Manjushri." Taoist Ran Deng's calm voice came, the voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Everyone showed more or less hesitant expressions on their faces. After all, the battle between Deng Hua and Qin Wan just now also let people know that the battle of Tianjue is extremely dangerous. Qingxi is not a cultivator like them. Body protection, although this young man looks lucky, but in their eyes, he is just an ordinary person's body, without any supernatural powers, if he encounters danger in this battle - the consequences will be unimaginable, perhaps The next Deng Hua will be his destiny.

"This seems a bit inappropriate." Chi Jingzi looked at Taoist Ran Deng and said, "Since Daoist brother let Junior Brother Manjusri go, it is not necessary for fellow Daoist Qingxi to go here. I'm still young, I'm afraid I can't help much."

Taoist Huanglong also nodded quickly at the side.

Ran Deng lowered his eyes and said: "Choosing Qingxi naturally has my intentions. Now that I am the coach, I have the final say on how to break the match. Don't delay, let's all play."

Qingxi clenched the sword in his hand, feeling that Yang Jian's grip on his wrist was getting tighter and tighter. Qingxi and Yang Jian looked at each other. Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and finally he slowly withdrew his hand, because he was in Qingxi's eyes. Li saw an undeniable firmness, since Qingxi insisted, let him do it, and he should trust him.

Watching the thin young man in a white Taoist robe disappear behind the entrance of the pitch-black formation with Uncle Manjusri, Yang Jian pursed his lips and stood back to his original place, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave, but unfortunately he couldn’t see anything. The atmosphere outside the formation was tense and solemn, and the atmosphere inside the formation was even more tense. This was the first time he had seen this kind of formation. Although he was a little nervous, a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and Qingxi still had some expectations.

Manjusri pinched a formula with both hands, and a lifelike white lotus flower immediately floated in his hand, adding a bit of vitality to the windy and windy Tianjue formation. Qingxi was also always vigilant of Qin Wan's movements, he Don't dare to move, for fear that if you move too much, you will touch the mystery in this formation.

However, Qin Wan planned to make a quick decision. He appeared in the formation in a ghostly figure, disappeared quickly and then appeared in the next place, and finally moved to the altar in the center of the formation, smiling sullenly. Said a few times: "Fellow Taoist is really a virtuous person. You actually brought a child to die. I'm afraid such a clear boy will be here with you today. It's a crime. You people who teach are like this. Do you treat your disciples?"

Manjusri was not angry either, and only showed an elegant smile and said: "Fellow Daoist Qin's conclusion is still too early, and it has not been compared with the previous one. How can Fellow Daoist Qin know who will win and who will lose? Besides, I will explain how to teach disciples is my own. It’s better to clarify the duties of the teaching and let the disciples gain more insight than to teach them some crooked ways.”

"You!" Qin Wan's eyes widened angrily, and then he rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, "I won't fight with you for the victory of words, and if I have the ability, I'll just survive in my Heaven's Judgment Formation! Let's start the battle!" !"

There were three banner sails on the altar in front of Qin Wan, and with a wave of his hands, a dark wind rose up in the formation, and attacked Manjusri and Qingxi like knives. Seeing that they were about to hit them, Manjusri still did not respond. , just stood there motionless, Qingxi was anxious, and didn't care about Manjusri's reaction, and then a Zhenshanhe was inserted, and I don't know if Qingxi's swordsmanship had an effect, and the airflow around them seemed to become smoother After a while, those wind blades did not attack the two of them.

"Uncle, what should we do next?" Qingxi asked Wenshu.

I don't know if it's because of the sword technique Qingxi used just now or because of Qingxi's uncle, Manjusri's expression seemed to become more cheerful. He stretched out his hand to pinch a complicated formula, and a spinning golden lotus suddenly appeared in front of him. Then Manjusri divided the lotus into three, surrounded by golden light and rushed towards Qin Wan.

Seeing that Manjusri and Manjusri could still be so calm and calm in the formation of Tianjue, Qin Wan felt a little irritable. He picked up two flag sails and waved them vigorously, still muttering words, his face reflected by the flickering candlelight Ferocious like a ghost.

The three golden lotuses disappeared into the layers of mist released by Qin Wan. Qingxi opened his mouth slightly, feeling a little nervous in his heart. Manjusri felt his emotions and comforted him in a low voice: "You did a good job."

"This wave of attacks is fierce, and you must remember to follow me closely."

Qingxi nodded immediately when he heard the words, and then he felt his feet lighten, and his whole body floated up in the formation. Only then did Qingxi realize that he was already standing on a huge white lotus. That feeling made him a little strange, but Attention quickly shifted to the form in the formation, and Qin Wan's figure was vaguely visible, only his crazy laughter could be heard.

The two of them flew towards the altar above the white lotus, but the direction was blurry and they couldn't see the direction. Manjusri didn't seem to be in a hurry. He saw his fingertips moved slightly, and a golden lotus flower broke through the mist. He flew over.

"There." Manjusri pointed in one direction and said, but the wind blade in the middle was too powerful, and Manjusri couldn't dodge in time, and saw the wind blade cut the white lotus under his feet, and pieces of white petals fell into the chaos. middle.

"Could Qingxi see where Qin Wan is?"

Qingxi narrowed her eyes, nodded, then shook her head and said, "I can see the candle flames jumping, but it's not real."

"That's all right, Qingxi, I'll leave the task of beheading Qin Wan to you." Manjusri said, "I trust Nephew Yang's vision."

After hearing these words, Qingxi's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and when she heard Manjusri talking about Yang Jian, she suddenly felt a powerful force re-injected into her body, "Yes." Qingxi's gaze became even more intense. Resolute, he looked ahead, unsheathed his long sword, and killed the enemy and destroyed the demon.