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Chapter 615 Xiao Ran is a Monster Race

"Ghost Haichuan has made a move."

"He is the last challenger, and his strength is not weaker than Yuan Feng and Duan Sen. He definitely has the strength to fight against City Lord Xiao Ran."

"Yeah, he has received the inheritance from the ancient great monk, cultivated the power of yin and yang, and has a big yin and yang handprint, which is even more powerful. He once defeated four warriors of the same level at one time. He is very powerful. Maybe he can defeat Xiao Xiao However, the city lord is not necessarily."

When Gui Haichuan stepped onto the challenge stage, everyone started discussing enthusiastically and spoke highly of him, thinking that he had a chance to defeat Xiao Ran.

After all, Xiao Ran is currently injured and consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and Gui Haichuan has an absolute advantage in this regard.

"Fake monk, you must defeat him."

Yuan Feng and Duan Sen prayed secretly, they didn't want to work for Xiao Ran at all, and the five old ghosts were no exception, if they were asked to work for Xiao Ran, they would have to suffer a lot in the future.

As for Huangfu Hongying, even in her dreams, she wanted Xiao Ran to suffer a crushing defeat, so that she could vent her anger on her father's behalf.

"Are you Gui Haichuan?"

Looking at Gui Haichuan who had long hair but was wearing an apricot-yellow cassock, Xiao Ran had a weird expression on his face, especially when he looked at the other's long hair, he felt a little unsightly.

"Amitabha, poor monk..." Gui Haichuan put his hands together and said with a smile.

"Wait for me to say it before you talk about it." But as soon as he spoke, Xiao Ran interrupted him.

"Xiao Ran benefactor, please tell me." Gui Haichuan was neither annoyed nor angry, he was still smiling.

"Just one thing, if you want to work under me in the future, you have to shave your hair and become a real monk, otherwise I will see you once and beat you once." Xiao Ran said seriously.This fake monk is so nondescriptly dressed, it's really annoying.

"Hahaha, City Lord Xiao Ran, it's so funny to ask the fake monk to shave his hair off."

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard the words, and some laughed out their tears. If Gui Haichuan really shaved his hair, he wouldn't have the nickname of a fake monk.

"This kid cares about this and that, and he even cares about other people's hair. Does he really think he is the lord of Yunhai City?" Han Sen snorted.

"Elder Han, I think he's right. This ghost Haichuan is dressed in a nondescript way, so he doesn't look like a good person." Tie Xinlan covered her mouth and smiled.

Han Sen didn't expect his young lady to have such a big prejudice against Gui Haichuan, so he couldn't help but look at the fake monk sympathetically.

"Fake monks are tolerable or unbearable. This kid actually asked you to shave your head. This is tantamount to challenging your bottom line. You must teach him a good lesson, otherwise, you will have to become a real monk."

Duan Sen and the others sent voice transmissions to Gui Haichuan one after another, looking filled with righteous indignation and speaking righteously, but actually hoped that Gui Haichuan would be furious, defeat Xiao Ran, and vent his anger for them.

And Gui Haichuan was also very angry. Although he got the inheritance from the ancient great monk, he didn't want to be a real monk. Otherwise, he would have worshiped in an ancient temple like Tianlong Temple long ago.

Now Xiao Ran asked him to shave his hair, didn't he humiliate him?

It really makes no sense!

But Gui Haichuan was not as impulsive as Duan Sen, nor as vicious as Yuan Feng, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Benefactor Xiao Ran, you have cultivated to the peak of the True Spirit Realm at a young age, and your strength is so powerful, which is really admirable to the poor monk. It is a pity that you are injured now, and most of your spiritual energy has been lost. You may not be the poor monk's opponent."

Gui Haichuan clasped his hands together, like a well-educated monk, and said slowly: "You might as well admit defeat, the poor monk can guarantee that you will be safe and sound, and can teach you the supreme Dharma, remove the sins in your heart, and let you be a For good people.”

Hell, Haichuan was not only not angry, but instead persuaded himself to admit defeat, Xiao Ran admired the heart of this fake monk.

But of course he would not admit defeat, and said bluntly: "Fake monk, since you are so confident, then hurry up and see if I can beat you into a pig's head today."

"Amitabha, since Xiao Ran benefactor, you are unwilling to put down the butcher's knife, then the poor monk can only act to help justice, make you come back from your mistakes, and repent for the sins you have committed."

Gui Haichuan's expression was solemn, and he looked like an eminent monk. He took a step forward, and the Buddha's radiance immediately radiated around his body, evolving into lines of Buddha patterns, which gathered in his palm.

Swish!
Gui Haichuan raised his palm and slapped Xiao Ran's face directly. The palm print was golden and full of majesty and majesty. It was similar to Jiangmo Vajra Palm, but its power was stronger than Jiangmo Vajra Palm.

Bang!
The air exploded, and the powerful palm strength was filled with the charm of Buddha, reflecting the void, illuminating Xiao Ran with Buddha's light all over his body, and he could feel a kind of righteousness.

But Xiao Ran was not afraid, and shouted loudly: "Fake monk, this palm is too weak, you should use your unique skill, Yin Yang big mudra."

While speaking, Xiao Ran had already made a move, raised his hand and squeezed out the Spirit Extinguishing Seal, shattering the strength of his palm and shattering the palm print of the Buddha's light.

Swish!
At the same time, Xiao Ran stepped forward, his eyes shining brightly, his head full of black hair flying, his whole body full of aura, and his aura rushed straight to Xiaohan, forming a powerful aura of aura, covering Guihaichuan.

"Xiao Ran's benefactor's physical body is really strong, that poor monk will show no mercy."

Gui Haichuan took a step, shattering the oppressive aura, looked at Xiao Ran with a smile, and then made a fist seal with his hand, and suddenly the Buddha's light was radiated, and a phantom of a Buddha emerged, immeasurably tall and full of compassion.

The phantom of the Buddha raised his right hand, took a step like a ghost, made a fist, and hit Xiao Ran lightly, but the power was surprisingly powerful. The air in front of Xiao Ran exploded one after another, shaking his skin sorely, and the body on his body ached. Sword marks, knife marks, oozing more blood.

"The situation of City Lord Xiao Ran is not good."

Everyone looked at Xiao Ran, who was covered in scars and his clothes were covered with blood, and couldn't help feeling tense. This young martial arts genius seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.

"Great."

Duan Sen and the others showed joy on their faces, and Huangfu Hongying felt much better. Of course, if Xiao Ran lost, her mood would be even better.

"Brother Xiao, hold on."

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, cheering for Xiao Ran.

"This fake monk really has two tricks."

Seeing the phantom of the Buddha approaching with fist marks, Xiao Ran frowned. He felt that Gui Haichuan's strength seemed to be stronger than that of Yuan Feng and the others.

At least, Gui Haichuan's physical body is not weaker than his physical body, and the Buddhist exercises he uses at will are extremely powerful, so he dare not be careless.

Another strike of Mie Lingyin struck out, collided with the fist seal, and there was a loud bang, almost evenly matched.

But the phantom of the Buddha rushed up at this moment, and the Buddha's eyes opened angrily, like an angry Vajra, with one hand turning into a palm and the other clenched into a fist, hitting Xiao Ran from left and right.

Before the palm prints and fist prints arrived, the terrifying Buddha's light rolled towards Xiao Ran like a tidal wave, making the void in front of Xiao Ran's eyes roar loudly.

"not good!"

Xiao Ran's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged, but he didn't expect the phantom of the Buddha to hit him directly, forcing him to fight back.

boom!
The palm and fist prints hit Xiao Ran's arm, and a strong shock pain spread throughout his body. His arm was numb, and his muscles and bones were in severe pain, as if it was about to shatter.

"It's so destructive."

Shocked, Xiao Ran staggered back, his aura was completely crushed, but the phantom of the Buddha was unstoppable, and he slapped it with a palm. The palm print was two hundred feet away, and it directly sent Xiao Ran flying a hundred feet away, blood spattered from his shoulder bone .

"go with!"

And Gui Haichuan seemed to have expected that Xiao Ran would be defeated, he shouted loudly, and a black and white light flew out of the ocean of spirit.

Taking a closer look, this black and white ray of light turned out to be a pestle, engraved with patterns of Buddhas, and the patterns of Buddhas were intertwined to form Sanskrit words. The atmosphere was extraordinary, as if it contained the breath of life.

This is Gui Haichuan's natal treasure, the Yin Yang pestle!
This pestle was like a whip, like a stick, like a mace, slender and nimble, it smashed through thousands of troops with force, and hit Xiao Ran's head and face, intending to beat Xiao Ran to death.

hiss!
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help taking a breath. Gui Haichuan shot so fast, could Xiao Ran be able to resist when he was injured?
"Damn!"

At this moment, Xiao Ran's face became gloomy. He did not expect that Gui Haichuan's actual combat experience is so rich, and he is more difficult than Duan Sen and the others.

Especially when he was injured and his spiritual energy was seriously consumed, it was really difficult to defeat Gui Haichuan.

However, Xiao Ran didn't panic, after all, he still had many methods that he hadn't used, such as the blood bone spirit element technique, the sky demon art, and the burning soul technique.

Just before the challenge, Han Sen said that he could not cast the secret method to improve his strength, so he could not use the blood bone spiritual element technique.

Sky Demon Art and Burning Soul Art can be used, but Xiao Ran is unwilling to use it for two reasons:

First, these two skills are his trump cards, and they must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Second, Tian Yaojue is the best emperor-level kung fu technique, and burning soul is a top-rank kung fu technique at the emperor level. Performing any kind of kung fu will consume a lot of spiritual energy, and his current spiritual energy is less than [-]%. If Gui Haichuan didn't need to make a move, he would lose because of exhaustion of spiritual energy.

It stands to reason that Xiao Ran couldn't resist the Yin-Yang Pestle if he couldn't perform these two exercises, but it didn't matter, he still had another way, which was to use the blood of the Nine Star Ancient Demon.

The bloodline of the nine-star ancient demon is comparable to the existence of the innate Taoist body. Except for the bloodline of the nine-star ancient god, the bloodline of the nine-star ancient demon, and the bloodline of the nine-star ancient immortal, it surpasses any bloodline in the world. Once it is stimulated, its power is unimaginable.

The most important thing is that Xiao Ran has never used the bloodline of the nine-star ancient demon since he obtained it. He also wants to see how powerful this bloodline is.

"Nine-star ancient demon blood, run!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran inspired the blood of the nine-star ancient demon, and a huge roar came out of his body immediately, and purple light burst out from his pupils.

A kind of noble temperament appeared on Xiao Ran's body, like a born emperor, aloof and superior, able to bow down to all living beings in the world.

At the same time, a powerful ancient demon spirit emanated from his body, emitting a gorgeous purple light, reflecting the void in all directions, and turning the entire challenge platform into purple.

boom!
At this moment, Xiao Ran made a move, clenched his fists with both hands, with the sound of muscles and bones screaming together, the tough Yin-Yang pestle, on the front of the fist, a bright purple light bloomed.

A loud noise came from between Xiao Ran's fist and the Yin-Yang pestle, followed by a clang of the Yin-Yang pestle and it flew back backwards.

Swish!
Taking advantage of the situation, Xiao Ran attacked, and swept towards Gui Haichuan with a punch. The force of the purple fist was as terrifying as a tide, and it poured out directly.

"Monster aura, so strong monster aura, are you a demon clan?"

Gui Haichuan turned pale with fright, stared into Xiao Ran's eyes, showing horrified eyes, seeing the purple fists blasting towards him, he hastily made a move, and displayed the famous stunt, Yin-Yang Big Mudra.

(End of this chapter)