The long and long voice spread out with Wujing as the center. When the sound sounded, there were even a circle of ripples that were hard to see around him.》,

However, Yu Linghe felt it clearly. The mental attack he released was like knocking down a wall. No matter how fierce the wind was, it could not be shaken at all.

Wu Jing slowly raised her head and said calmly: "When the little monk met the donor for the first time, he knew that the donor's mental power was extraordinary." His body shook slightly, and the robes suddenly made a sound. He laughed and said: "The little monk's robes are gifts from the Buddha. They can attack and defend, and have a special restraint effect on mental power attacks. If the donor is willing to follow the little monk to Muhai Temple, the little monk is willing to give this item."

Yu Linghe's eyes lit up slightly. Although he had known for a long time that the robes on the other party were a treasure, the effect was so outstanding, but they were still jealous. When his eyes turned, Yu Linghe smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you, you give me the robes first."

Wu Jing looked happy, and she didn't seem to feel depressed or sad because she lacked a protective treasure. He said aloud: "Please follow the donor and follow the little monk. As long as you enter Muhai Temple, the little monk will definitely present the robes with both hands."

Yu Linghe reluctantly glanced at the cassock on his body. His previous statement was just an attempt, but even he had never expected Wu Jing to present it with both hands.

With a slight shrugged, Yu Ling said, "Forget it, Master Wujing, I really don't have much interest in joining Buddhism." He clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Goodbye!" After that, he turned around and left.

"Oh, let's consider it again." Wu Jing also took a step and followed closely behind. Not only that, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that the nagging technique would be used again.

The two walked one after another and quickly left Chifeng Ridge.

When they left this place, they looked back at each other, and the expression in their eyes was even more strange.

In this, they had encountered Fengsha, which was extremely dangerous. However, in this place, both of them had gained each other and their cultivation had unimaginable improvements. For them, Chifeng Ridge is a terrifying but unforgettable place.

When they withdrew their gaze, their eyes accidentally touched each other, and they even understood the touch and nostalgia in each other's eyes.

At this moment, although they have different positions, it is undeniable that they have a slight sense of affection and recognition for each other that is difficult to express.

Yu Linghe coughed lightly and said, "Master Wujing, I'm sorry."

Wu Jing was stunned and said in surprise: "What?"

"I used to hurt your flying boat with a trick, I hope you don't blame me."

"It's okay." Wu Jing said with a smile: "It's just a flying boat. After returning to the master's sect, it will naturally be able to repair it."

Yu Linghe nodded slightly. However, he also understood that although Wu Jing said it simply, the resources needed to repair this level of treasure must be extraordinary.

Wu Jing suddenly bowed and said, "I'm sorry."

Yu Linghe said inexplicably: "What?"

"The little monk forced the donor so much, please forgive me."

Yu Linghe waved his hand and said generously: "It's okay." After a pause, he said again: "Since you know something is wrong, then can you not follow me?"

However, Wu Jing shook her head immediately and said, "No, the donor has a fate with the Buddha, so you must follow me to Muhai Temple."

Yu Linghe looked at Wu Jing speechlessly. After a long time, he let out a long breath. The monk's tenacity is indeed unparalleled.

After thinking about it carefully, Yu Linghe said, "Master Wujing, why not make a bet?"

Wu Jing was stunned and said in surprise: "Please speak with the donor."

"We'll fight here. If I lose, follow you, but if you lose, don't bother me." Yu Linghe Zhengrong said. He had already decided in his heart that it would be fine if Wu Jing agreed, but if he didn't agree, then he would try his best to get rid of it, even if he did it.

Wu Jing thought for a moment and said, "Donor, such conditions are unfair to you."

Yu Linghe smiled and said, "Master Wujing, I am not an ordinary believer and cultivator."

Wujing nodded seriously and said, "I know that if you are an ordinary believer, you will not be able to kill so many people in the forest."

Yu Linghe's eyes cold and said, "Do you know them?"

Wu Jing said in a deep voice: "The two Tongzhi and more than ten believers, although they do not know each other, they know their origins."

Yu Linghe's face was a little better. He was already sure that Wu Jing would never lie after getting along during this period of time.

"Master, whether fair or not, this is my suggestion. I wonder what you think?"

Wu Jing glanced at him deeply and said, "Well, the little monk knows that this is all the Buddha's intentions. Since that's the case, you can take action."

Yu Linghe's face turned slightly dark. Why did he propose that a battle determines the winner and lose? It also became the Buddha's will? This Buddha is too careless.

With a light snorting, Yu Ling said, "Be careful!"

He raised his fist and punched it out in his chest.

When this punch was released, he did not use the power of many pieces, but only released the amplification ability of the Eye of Power and the gloves.

But even so, the punch was majestic when it was shot out. Even Wu Jing changed her complexion slightly.

However, he did not retreat, but shook his body slightly, and the robes he was wearing suddenly bulging. The next moment, he seemed to have turned into a sphere full of energy, round and extremely funny. However, in addition to being funny, this shape also has unparalleled defense ability.

Yu Linghe's punch hit the round sphere without any fancy, and his face immediately changed slightly because he clearly discovered that his fist had slid towards one side. The power contained in his punch was so great. Although he was restrained this time, after being promoted to the Five Colors, the fierceness of the punch was definitely not as strong as before.

However, the result of this punch surprised him, let alone hurt Wujing. It was impossible to force the other party to take a step back.

He finally understood why Wujing felt unfair to him.

With Wu Jing's meridian cultivation, coupled with the treasures on his body and the power of divine grace hidden in his body, no matter how outstanding Yu Linghe is, except for the means of escaping, he will never really take anything to heart by him.

Looking at Wu Jing's face was solemn. As if nothing had happened before, Yu Linghe's face couldn't help but turn red slightly.

He took a deep breath again, then raised his arm, as if he had repeated the movement just now, and whispered: "Look at the fist!"

So, another punch hit the front unfastly.

But no one knew that when the moment before this punch was shot, the two pieces of chess pieces in Yu Linghe's sea of ​​consciousness moved at the same time.

In the beast fighting chess, except for chess, the other pieces sent their strength into Yu Linghe's body. Immediately afterwards, the chess on the beast fighting chess suddenly jumped up, and the nose was raised high, and a huge energy was sent out. At the same time, its movements seemed to cause changes in Chinese chess.

The four red and black chess also moved suddenly. Their power instantly merged into one with the beast-fighting chess, and waves surged into Yu Linghe's body.

When Yu Linghe's punch was just shot out, it did not even attract any attention.

However, when the punch was halfway through, it had already obtained the energy of the beast chess, and the power suddenly became much greater. Finally, when the fist was about to hit the robe again, all the power of chess was conveyed.

In an instant, in this short moment, Yu Linghe clearly knew that the power of this punch was completely different.

"boom"

Wu Jing's face was still calm, and he firmly believed that the treasure robes on his body could definitely be easily subjected to the bombardment from the other party's fists.

Others don’t know, but he knows it in his heart that this robe is a treasure that defends the city. How can such a treasure be defeated by a believer?

However, the next moment, there was a hint of surprise on his Gu Jingbubo's face.

Yu Linghe's punch... seems a little different.

Before he could react, his body felt a surge of energy. This power was powerful and invincible. They actually penetrated the protection of the cassock and rushed straight towards his body.

Wu Jing's face finally changed. He tried his best to instill the power into the cassock, trying to save the defeat as much as possible.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the power of this punch was still so strong.

Finally, after a loud bang, Wu Jing's body and the fat robe were knocked into the sky by this punch.

Yu Linghe laughed loudly, his laughter was refreshing and a hint of lust.

Only he knew that if the power of his punch was at least more than twice as powerful as before. It turned out that the power of chess in Chinese chess and beast fighting chess could have a magical effect of mutual catalyticity. Of course, his promotion to the Five Colors is equivalent to entering a new threshold, which is also a reason for the great increase in boxing power.

Turning around, amid the hearty laughter, Yu Linghe's body was like lightning and left quickly.

The injected Buddha's power into the cassock is the force of flexibility, and the use of softness to overcome hardness. This is the fighting method Wu Jing chose before.

But the question is, what kind of scene will it become when the flexible force cannot withstand the bombardment of rigid force?

When Wu Jing was in Chifeng Ridge, his cultivation, mood and spiritual power had been greatly improved, he never considered this issue. Because he firmly believed that with his cultivation and his body of treasure Buddha power, he could definitely easily crush and restrain Yu Linghe.

But at this moment, he finally realized that there are still geniuses in this world, and they are the kind of genius who even he feels inferior to himself.

In the air, Wu Jing sighed, and he gently patted his forehead, and the Buddha's light suddenly flowed.

ps: Today is Sunday, I'm going out for a day, it's too late, sorry.

Let Baihe take a break this month, and the additional updates on Monday are suspended, but there are two more chapters to make up for it. (To be continued...)
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