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Chapter 185: Battle against the Evil King, Illusion Demonic Body Techniques

Chang'an City is located in the Guanzhong Plain of Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away, on the south bank of the Wei River. It has been the imperial capital for thousands of years since ancient times.

After Yang Peng and Shi Qingxuan entered the city, they did not stop and turned straight into Yong'an Street. They walked north along the street and passed the Yuanma Bridge. After crossing the bridge, a temple appeared in front of them.

The temple is not large in scale, but it is extremely exquisite and unique. It has a main hall, a sutra-storing pavilion, a lecture hall, a Bodhi hall, a side room, a courtyard, etc., and everything you need.

The three characters "Wuluo Temple" are written on the plaque of the temple.

Here is where Shi Zhixuan hides.

After taking Shi Qingxuan into Wuluo Temple, Yang Peng randomly found a sweeping monk in the temple, named him by name, and asked to see the virtuous holy monk.

From the mouth of the young monk, Yang Peng learned that this virtuous holy monk was practicing in seclusion and would not go out to meet guests for the time being.

Yang Peng immediately asked where the retreat was.

This time, the young monk stopped talking and emphasized again and again that the virtuous and holy monk closed the door to thank guests.

Yang Peng sneered, grabbed the young monk and nun's neck, and threatened him. He was about to be choked to death by Yang Peng. Finally, the young monk and nun knew how powerful Yang Peng was, and hurriedly pointed out the retreat place of the great virtuous saint monk.

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Arriving at a closed stone chamber, Yang Peng waved his palm without saying a word, condensing a huge palm of true energy and blasting it towards the stone chamber.

There was a loud bang, and the stone door of the stone chamber was blasted open by Yang Peng.

Simple yet crude, efficient yet concise.

This is now Yang Peng's favorite way of doing things.

Seeing Yang Peng's unscrupulous and domineering appearance, Shi Qingxuan on the side was stunned.

She always felt that Yang Peng was a gentle, gentle and well-educated martial arts master.

In Youlin Xiaozhu, Yang Peng had always left such an impression on Shi Qingxuan.

However, she had no idea that Yang Peng would be so domineering and vicious outside.

After forcing his way into the stone room, Yang Peng looked around and found no one. Just when he was confused, a voice suddenly appeared in his ears: "Little donor, why are you looking for this poor monk?"

Yang Peng was shocked. He looked up and saw a kind-hearted monk who didn't know when he appeared in front of him.

This monk was wearing cassocks and had a tall and straight figure. Although he had a compassionate smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold, and his whole person had an indescribable and strange temperament.

With just one glance, Yang Peng recognized the other party and sneered: "Shi Zhixuan, you are indeed here!"

The great monk clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha", and then pretended to be stupid and said: "The poor monk's name is Great Virtue, and it is not Shi Zhixuan as the little donor said. Isn't the little donor mistaken for the person?"

Indeed, the great monk in front of him looked like he was about to die, with a face that had gone through vicissitudes of life and compassion. He did not look like the evil king Shi Zhixuan, who once dominated the world and was the most elegant and elegant master of the devil.

Even Shi Qingxuan next to Yang Peng was confused. She bowed apologetically to the virtuous holy monk, then took Yang Peng's arm and said: "Brother Yang, this is indeed not my father, although I already know

I haven’t seen him again for ten years, but I still remember his voice and appearance clearly.”

From the appearance point of view, the virtuous holy monk is indeed very different from the elegant evil king Shi Zhixuan and has no resemblance at all.

However, precisely because of this, Shi Zhixuan was able to lurk in Chang'an for so many years, searching for news about the Evil Emperor's relics without being discovered.

In a sense, Shi Zhixuan's disguise technique is more realistic than Lu Taeko's mask, making it difficult to find flaws.

If Yang Peng hadn't read the original work well, knew the plot, and was very sure that the virtuous holy monk of Wuluo Temple was Shi Zhixuan in disguise, maybe he would have been fooled by him.

"Qingxuan, there is a kind of evil spell in this world called the art of disguise, which can turn a handsome and handsome guy into a dull old bald donkey in an instant. Next, I will let you witness the miracle and take a look.

The true face of this old bald ass!"

Yang Peng said no more, and directly reached out to grab the other person's face, trying to pull off the other person's human skin mask.

The originally calm and kind eyes of the great virtuous saint monk suddenly flashed with a hint of fierceness. Seeing Yang Peng's big hand about to grab his face, he swayed and used his unique skill, the magic magic body technique, to avoid Yang Peng easily.

Peng grabbed it.

Huanmo Shenfa is Shi Zhixuan's unique footwork that combines the martial arts of Huajian Sect, Butian Dao, and Demonic Dao, plus Buddhist Shenfa. It can instantly make people's speed and movement skills reach beyond

The limits of the human body.

At this time, in Yang Peng's view, there seemed to be countless virtuous holy monks swaying in front of his eyes, and he could not tell which one was Shi Zhixuan's true body.

In a sense, the magic of phantom magic is also an illusion that can confuse people's vision and hearing.

At this time, if Yang Peng stares at these phantoms blindly, or listens to the movements around him, trying to identify where the other party is, then he will be completely fooled by the other party.

Under the phantom body method, both vision and hearing will lose accuracy due to confusion.

Shi Zhixuan created more and more phantoms, and he was getting closer and closer to Yang Peng, as if he was about to get close.

"What a magic trick, Evil King, you are indeed the most enlightened and most creative of all the warriors Yang has seen!"

Seeing the opponent coming, Yang Peng didn't panic and even couldn't help but praise the opponent and give him a like.

The reason why he is so calm is because he has long known the method to break the phantom magic.

The phantom body technique can instantly increase Shi Zhixuan's speed to the limit of the human body, and create a large number of phantoms to confuse the audience. Both vision and hearing will be instantly disabled.

Therefore, the only way to crack this clever trick is to close your eyes and rely on the warrior's powerful intuition to determine the opponent's exact position.

As a late-stage Grand Master, Yang Peng's intuition was different from ordinary people and much more sensitive. He closed his eyes and felt everything around him through intuition.

In an instant, a gray figure appeared in his intuition.

This is Shi Zhixuan’s true identity!

Just when the gray figure approached Yang Peng step by step, suddenly waved his finger and pointed at Yang Peng, Yang Peng finally moved.

He gathered all his true energy into his palms and slapped it with one palm.

On one side, the finger wind comes through the sky, and on the other side, the palm wind blasts out like an overwhelming mountain.

Only a loud bang was heard, the fingers and palms met, met in mid-air, and bombarded together, making a deafening roar.

After the loud noise, the virtuous holy monk stepped back continuously until he reached the corner of the wall. He passed the wall and then stabilized his figure.

On the other hand, Yang Peng was motionless and as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, the virtuous holy monk's originally somewhat arrogant eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment.
Chapter completed!
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