In this dark and doomsday-like situation, Wu Yugang used his hands to perform finger gestures. The Tiangang sword energy in the finger gestures was like a thousand arrows. The thin short sword was very eye-catching in the dark fog. The cold light flashed and the short sword suddenly came. It was like a fierce attack on the chest of Elder Jingtian. Jingtian was alert and waved the long stick. In the gap, he knocked the attacking short sword out of his body. But after all, the attack was very fierce and he could avoid it.
Several short swords whizzed through the cracks in Jingtian's long stick and pierced Jingtian's shoulders fiercely. Although Jingtian was injured by the short swords, he was still as brave as ever. The swift counterattack was beyond Wu Yugang's expectations.
As Jingtian's shoulder was bleeding, the dark aura emanating from his body was like a fountain, spreading around him. However, the aura seemed to have the power of repair, slowly repairing the injured body at the bleeding point. The aura like a fountain also gradually became smaller as the wound healed.
Although Jingtian was seriously injured and in a weak position, he was still struggling like a trapped beast, forgetting everything and going crazy. When Jingtian went crazy, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed. Ten thousand dark clouds surged between heaven and earth, gathering towards the temple, and surrounded the small courtyard in the dark clouds. Just now, the dark atmosphere could still distinguish human figures. But now it was like a dark night, and it was difficult to see the five fingers when you stretched out your hand.
When Yang Chenguang first saw Jingtian injured, he was excited, and the short stick in his hand flew up. In the ever-changing world, he was looking for loopholes. But the wrinkled dark clouds made the boy in the underworld feel a little panic. It seemed that only the underworld master of the underworld, Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, could control this dark atmosphere. And this demon has such a cultivation, so it should not be underestimated.
Mei Jianchi, the son of the swordsmith Gan Jiang and Moye, was young but full of chivalry, but he had to die with hatred. Chi Bi, who was in the body of a fierce ghost, found it funny to see Jing Tian going crazy. The gloomy aura of the crazy man coincided with the hatred of the fierce ghost. This aura made the fierce ghost, who was still a little afraid of the light, even more excited.
After all, it is difficult for evil spirits to show up in broad daylight, but they are good at hiding in the dark. In this way, Chi Bi's cultivation can be fully exerted, and his resentment and hatred can be vented. When Chi Bi was alive, he had already practiced swordsmanship to the point where he could kill people with his sword energy. Such superb cultivation can only be possessed by gods.
Chi Bi was very happy to get such a good opportunity to fight. Although he didn't know who the god who came to collect the debt was, and maybe he wasn't a god, after all, the two people fighting were not evil. It would also help him drive away Jingtian who was making trouble here. He couldn't help but shout: "This old Taoist has extraordinary cultivation, why don't we take turns to fight him, and let this old man die of exhaustion."
Thinking about the three men fighting against Jingtian, although they each had their own division of labor, it was difficult for them to fully exert their cultivation. Moreover, Wu Yugang was caught in the middle, and was worried that his junior brother and the evil ghost who helped in the battle would be injured by his own energy, so he could not exert his all-powerful cultivation. Therefore, they all seemed a little timid. Suddenly, he heard Chi Bi's words. Wu Yugang was happy. He pushed Gao and shouted: "Let's do this. Watch us torture this old man to death, so that the world will know the fate of bad people!"
Yang Chenguang thought this plan was very good. As long as the three of them cooperated properly, it would be possible to kill the old man. And such a sinister and vicious demon could only be punished in this way, and it would also make the abbot of the temple realize something and not dare to act rashly.
Although Elder Jingtian went crazy, the three men did not retreat. Although Jingtian had great cultivation, he was only on par with the three men. It was hard to tell who would win. Although he was injured for a while, he was not in a state of being unable to take care of both ends. However, this injury also stimulated all of Jingtian's potential. Injuries were common for those who fought, so they were not worth mentioning. However, this kid was defeated, and he also lost his thousand years of cultivation and practice.
Being entangled by the three people, he could not escape, nor could he win. But suddenly, he heard the countermeasures that Wu Yugang and the other two said, which made Jingtian even more annoyed. These kids have high cultivation. Although they are from the Taoist sect, they have such a bad heart.
How could these evil intentions for the sake of justice not arouse Jingtian's greater resentment! It is really heartbreaking that my cultivation two years ago was not as good as this kid. Thinking about my thousand years of cultivation, is it not as clear and thorough as a few children's understanding of the way of heaven! This kid keeps saying that he is acting on behalf of heaven, how can it not make people speechless! Does this kid know what is right and what is evil!
Jingtian was filled with righteous indignation, but he did not know where he was wrong. He was just like the stubborn old man in the world. His stubborn thinking was originally based on selfishness and self-reliance. How could he understand and apply great compassion? The selfishness that morality cannot be cherished by benevolence is also prevalent in the world. In this way, how can he listen to, see clearly, and understand the true morality of the world!
Jingtian was furious, but he did not stop the long stick in his hand to resist the attack of the three people. In a hurry, he forgot to raise the demon-gathering banner. He just thought that attacking in turns would only weaken your attack. In this way, wouldn't he be sure to win? Although Jingtian was anxious and frustrated, he did not forget his extremely selfish mind. Although he was crazy, he did not lose the method of attack. It seems that this old Taoist is still a relatively wise madman. His madness is methodical, his madness is righteous, and his madness is real.
This Chibi was originally a fierce ghost full of hatred for the world, and he hated the Taoist who disturbed this place even more. After all, the place of meditation was filled with smoke and miasma by this Taoist, and full of the smell of money. The Taoists were jealous and resentful, and they were even more eager for money. In this way, where is the appearance of Taoism, where is the environment of meditation, where is the original intention of meditation!
Chi Bi held a precious sword in his hand. This was the essence of the divine sword that Gan Jiang and Mo Ye had forged. It was because of this precious sword that the King of Chu killed Gan Jiang and made him wander in the world without showing his face. He was hunted down. He thought of the people who were greedy for money. For the sake of money, they didn't care whether there was a grudge or not, and regarded him as an enemy. How could such a person who pursued money be allowed to stay in the world and disturb the world! (To be continued)