Mantra Buddha Knife!
Xia Wusheng and Chen Quming's eyes suddenly widened. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement. The legendary Mantra Buddha Sword.
They don't know how to refine the Mantra Buddha Sword. This is a secret method of Buddhism that will not be spread to outsiders. What they know is that every Mantra Buddha Sword is a peerless treasure. The Mantra Buddha Sword can be refined with characters on its body.
If a word can be refined, it can be used as a treasure to suppress the sects among the sects in the chaotic city. It is rumored that the Mantra Buddha Sword contains many strange powers, and it can even make people transcend their cultivation levels. Kill the enemy in the realm.
Being able to refine one character on the sword is already a valuable treasure, but the Mantra Buddha sword of the man in front of me has five characters on it. This value is unimaginable.
Except for Qing Wenjiao, I have never heard of anyone who has the strength to have a five-character mantra Buddhist sword in his hand.
This monk comes from the Qingwen sect, but so what? Kill him, who would know it was their hands
Xia Wusheng deliberately glared at Chen Quming and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Chen, others are just competing with you, why should they speak harshly to you
A martial artist will never make progress if he does not learn from each other. Since others want to learn from each other, it is best to agree to it. "
Xia Wusheng said as he looked at the young monk opposite and said: "However, this young master, the sparring is a sparring, not a life and death confrontation. The sparring should be focused on the point. I hope the young master will avoid this when sparing for a while."
"This is natural." The young monk seemed to come here just to find someone to discuss with. After hearing Xia Wusheng's words, a touch of excitement appeared on his face. Then he pointed the sword of his right hand towards his feet, and at the same time stretched out his left hand towards the opposite person. Chen Quming made some arrangements.
"Brother Chen, remember, the competition is the main thing." Xia Wusheng glanced at the young monk, then his eyes fell on Chen Quming, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
"Of course it's a sparring match." Chen Quming chuckled and looked at the young monk who was making a standard sparring start, rather than a life-and-death struggle. Even the middle gate was completely exposed in front of him. His eyes flashed. A cold look.
The young monk is so careless. If he doesn't take action now, when will he wait
"Little master, be careful."
Chen Quming raised the long stick in his hand and stabbed the little monk's arm like a spear. The long stick did not move quickly, but its power was only average. It seemed like an ordinary blow.
Just as the long stick was about to fall, a deep murderous intent suddenly flashed across Chen Quming's eyes. A shadow of a giant ape appeared behind him, and a ferocious, violent, and domineering aura surged out of his body.
In an instant, he no longer seemed to be a person, but an ancient giant ape that existed in the prehistoric era. He roared and waved his long stick instead of stabbing, and smashed towards the little monk's chest. At a glance, it seemed to be a giant ape. The mountain fell down.
The surrounding air completely exploded at this moment, and bursts of buzzing sounds accompanied by circles of air waves rippled around.
Before the long stick fell, the whole world seemed to be shaking. The violent wind fell on the ground and even plowed clear cracks on the ground.
This little monk is dead!
Chen Quming looked at the little monk who was still standing there, with a fanatical smile on his face. Soon, the Mantra Buddha Knife belonged to him!
Suddenly, at the next moment, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, as if the mighty Milky Way fell from the sky, and the sky and the earth were filled with brilliance. It seemed that the entire world was trapped in this river of swords.
Among the silver brilliance, there was a golden light that flashed away.
Chen Quming felt that his eyes were filled with white light, and it was almost difficult to open his eyes due to the illumination. The next moment, an icy chill spread from his body, followed by indescribable severe pain.
There was a sound that sounded like a giant tree being split from the middle. Chen Quming's body suddenly broke from the middle and flew out to both sides, and red blood flew into the sky.
Dead... dead
Xia Wusheng stood there blankly, looking in disbelief at the young monk who slowly put away the silver sword, and killed Chen Quming who suddenly attacked with just one blow.
They had seen the power of the Mantra Buddha Sword in the hands of the young monk before, so they were afraid that the young monk would be difficult to defeat, so they deliberately talked about sparring in order to suddenly make a sneak attack, but even so, they were killed with one sword!
This sword, what kind of sword is this
This... This is the most terrifying knife strike I have ever seen. With one strike, the light of the knife turned into a river of knives. Even if I stood far away, I could feel the suffocation in the air.
This monk, he...how is he so terrifying!
After seeing Chen Quming beheaded without a drop of blood, the Mantra Buddha Sword was inserted into the scabbard and made a soft sound. Xia Wusheng came back to his senses, looked at the little monk and murmured: "You... why are you like this?" Ruthless, we agreed to spar, why did you kill him?"
"What I kill is greed, and this sword of mine is the Buddhist sword that removes the mantra of thoughts." The young monk glanced at Xia Wusheng, with a look of disdain on his face: "The three sons of Luandi are so talented as rumored, it turns out they are also But that’s it.”
Xia Wusheng saw the disappointed look on the little monk's face. His heart suddenly moved and he said, "Although we, the three sons of Luandi, are three people, in fact, the strength of the three of us is very different."
As he spoke, a look of disappointment appeared on Xia Wusheng's face. He paused for a moment before continuing: "Among our three sons, the strongest one is actually Zhan Ce. He has two martial souls and can be easily defeated by one person." The two of us joined forces.
No one even knew how high his cultivation level was. "
"Zhan Ce?" The little monk nodded slightly. Just when he was about to speak again, Xia Wusheng's voice sounded again.
"I can tell that you want to compete with a master, so there's nothing wrong with you going to Zhan Ce. But you'd better not go to him to compete with the other person.
In fact, speaking of it, the most talented person among our Luan Di is not our Luan Di Sanzi, let alone Luan Di Shuanglong, but Zheng Shiyi.
Zheng Shiyi, that is a real demon, a demon from the demon sect. His talent is even more terrifying than Zhan Ce's, and what's even more terrifying is that he never shows mercy. In the Holy Tomb, no one knows how many people have died in his hands, and now everyone is even talking about it. "
"Zheng Shiyi? Do you know where he and Zhan Ce are?" The young monk showed some interest on his face.
"The two of them are in different directions." Chen Quming subconsciously pointed to the direction of Zhan Ce's departure and the direction of Zheng Shiyi's escape, and then quickly reacted and shouted: "You want to go to them to discuss? You'd better not go. Find Zheng Shiyi.
You go to spar with Zhan Ce. If you lose, maybe Zhan Ce will let you go, but Zheng Shiyi is the most ruthless person I have ever seen. If you lose, he will definitely kill you. "
"Kill me?" The young monk suddenly laughed, turned around and walked forward. As he walked, a voice came: "My sword can kill people, devils, heaven and earth."
Xia Wusheng looked at the little monk's leaving figure and suddenly asked, "I don't know your name, little master."
"You? You don't deserve to know my name." The little monk walked forward without even turning his head. Just as his figure was about to disappear, his voice came again: "However, you can tell him when you worship your companion. , whoever kills him will return to dust."
After the words fell, his figure had disappeared.
Xia Wuchang let out a long breath, wondering what the origin of this little monk was. Just by facing him and talking to him, he could feel invisible pressure.
He is definitely not a person from the chaos. With such strength at such a young age, could it be said that he comes from the Qing Wenjiao headmaster
Thinking of this, Xia Wusheng shook his head vigorously. "Headmaster of Qingwenjiao, it would be terrible if that were the case." However, it is rare to see a person who is the head teacher of the Qing Wenjiao. Maybe he is a genius from a certain branch of the religion.
The Qing Wen Sect and the Demon Sect are mortal enemies. If he takes action, even if Zheng Shiyi survives this time, he will still be dead when he leaves!
Zheng Shiyi ran all the way forward, but slowly, he stopped and looked back.
Behind, the people who were following looked at Zheng Shiyi who suddenly stopped. They were all obviously frightened, and then stopped and looked forward with fear.
Now that Zheng Shiyi is injured, this is also the best opportunity to catch Zheng Shiyi or kill Zheng Shiyi.
But now they don't have any superb masters here, and the three sons are gone. Who will be the first to rush forward, and who can block Zheng Shiyi's attack
Everyone followed Zheng Shiyi from a distance, but no one dared to step forward rashly, and no one launched an attack. They just followed from a distance.
Zheng Shiyi felt that the Dragon Grass martial soul was still beating rapidly in his body to repair the injury. He turned around and glanced at the people behind him, and let out a long sigh. He thought that he would be absolutely invincible under the Hou Realm, and no one could resist him.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Ce was so strong. He fought against him and finally exerted all his strength, but he still failed to defeat Zhan Ce. If the fight continued, he was not sure of victory.
He can start a killing battle, but Zhan Ce has his blood-boiling martial spirit.
He possesses the Dragon Grass Martial Spirit, but he possesses the Marsh Lake Mist Flower Martial Spirit, and more importantly, he has also taken the Candle Dragon Egg.
This is the first time I have met someone who can compete with me in the realm of fellow practitioners after I reached the peak of my current realm.
Zhunhou... He and he have both reached the pinnacle of Zhunhou, and the next step is to break through to the title of Marquis!
Once you become a marquis, you will become a dominant figure in the entire chaotic land, and only by becoming a marquis can you preserve the foundation of the Qiuxin Sect.
Although there is only one step between Zhunhou and Fenghou, the gap between them is really huge. The existence of Fenghou can easily kill Zhunhou.
However, becoming a Marquis is different from refining the soul. In the Soul Refining realm, you only need to temper your martial soul and continuously improve your martial soul to break through. However, it is extremely difficult to become a Marquis. You don't even know how to become a Marquis.
(End of chapter)