Xuanxia

Chapter 115 Abandoned Son
Fu Qingzhou's first arrow was aimed at the monk who was supporting Fayuan.

Qiu Chan did the same. She swung out her soft sword and stabbed forward like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

The monk pushed Fayuan back and came forward.

He used leg techniques, kicking with both legs in the air, and the soft sword was knocked away, and the flying arrow was also kicked away, but there were also a few bloody marks on his legs.

But Qiu Chan's sword was so sharp that it only left a few bloody marks, which shows how terrible the level of this person's legs has been!
"He is a fifth realm!"

After Qiu Chan landed, she only shouted this once and then raised her sword and stabbed again.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure flashed, and iron arrows shot out in a string.

But unexpectedly, his arrows flying in the air suddenly deflected and shot towards Fayuan who was quietly hiding in the corner!
The arrow that deceives the wind and shadows!
A magician is completely different from a warrior. If a warrior is injured to the extent of Dharmakirti, he basically cannot fight anymore, but it is different for a magician. As long as he is still conscious, can chant spells, and his eyes can emit brilliance, he can still cast spells.

The least noticeable person at the moment is the old monk, but he is still the most dangerous one.

Since the monk who uses leg skills is at the fifth realm, Qiu Chan will be able to handle it.

Fu Qingzhou has full confidence in her and there is no need to worry at all!

The disciple of the master of Ziqixianfeng Temple, holding such a magical weapon in his hand, can't defeat the monk who appeared from the small Fanyin Temple?

Therefore, there is no need for me to help. The important thing is to make sure that Fayuan can be killed!

As for Wu Changfeng and Fa Zheng, who were fighting like two whirlwinds on the other side and were getting farther and farther away... well... I couldn't intervene.

Fayuan, who was in the corner, was shocked when he saw several iron arrows suddenly turn around and stab at him.

He has a shadow...

Yesterday, he didn't take Fu Qingzhou seriously. A few iron arrows were nothing to him. But the other party somehow broke free from the illusion, which was fine, but it also brought him a huge backlash...

Fayuan next realized that he wanted to make seals with his hands, but then he realized that his ten fingers were broken, and his face instantly became full of resentment.

So he had to move his lips quickly and recite the spell rapidly.

“Namo, the Immovable Tathagata, the Buddha of Infinite Light, the Buddha of Infinite Life, the Buddha of Infinite Wisdom… May this mind help me to cultivate the supreme meditation and attain the Golden Bell Divine Cover!”

With a loud bang, a huge golden shield suddenly rose up and covered Fayuan.

At the same time, the iron arrow arrived and hit the big cover heavily!

hum hum hum!
There were continuous roars, and Fayuan in the golden cover was shaken so much that blood gushed out of his teeth, but the big cover did block the iron arrows.

But the next second, Fu Qingzhou's figure jumped out high and came in front of Fayuan.

"today……"

He looked down at Fayuan, holding his bow high: "You must die!"

Under Fayuan's terrified gaze, Fu Qingzhou used the tip of his bow as a blade and dropped heavily on the golden cover!
The roar sounded again, Fayuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back. The golden shield also retreated with him, always covering him.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to shoot another arrow.

The iron arrow was so powerful that it hit the golden shield at close range, causing Fayuan to bend over. Blood began to flow from his mouth and nose, and the bright red color stained his long white beard.

The iron arrow was shaken away by the golden cover and flew high. Fu Qingzhou reached out to catch it with an expressionless face and put it on the bow again.

Another arrow!
This time, the iron arrow was not shaken away, but was nailed to the golden cover, just like it was inserted into the wall, causing cracks to appear on the golden cover.

Fayuan's body shook again, and he was already half-kneeling, with blood starting to flow from all his seven orifices.

"Interesting, your shield has actually solidified into a solid entity? The magic is really interesting."

As Fu Qingzhou spoke, he stepped forward and pulled out the arrow that was nailed to the golden cover.

Just then, a strong wind blew up behind him.

"Don't hurt Brother Fayuan!"

With a loud shout, the monk who used leg skills suddenly appeared, raised his right leg high, and chopped down heavily!
Fu Qingzhou did not even look at it, and did not move. The next moment, the black soft sword quietly crawled out, circled from behind the monk, bent and spit out its tongue, and touched his chest, bringing out a large piece of blood!
The monk screamed and fell backwards.

"I want to keep you alive and not kill you, so you think I can't deal with you?"

Qiu Chan held the monk's neck with a sword and sneered, "How dare you ignore me and go looking for trouble with others? You are so brave!"

On this side, after Fu Qingzhou pulled out the iron arrow, he raised his leg and stomped hard on the broken part of the golden cover.

With loud cracking sounds, cracks continued to spread in all directions, and Fayuan's body fell down little by little. Blood gushed out from his seven orifices, and he began to vomit pus and blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

"Don't hold on."

Fu Qingzhou retracted his foot and sneered, "Do you want to try using the illusion technique on me again?"

Fayuan raised his head weakly and with difficulty, his face and body were covered with pus and blood.

"you……"

He murmured resentfully, "I will definitely be refined into a shell..."

After saying the last word, Fayuan vomited a large mouthful of blood, the golden shield around him shattered, his eyes rolled back, and he was no longer able to breathe.

Fu Qingzhou took Fayuan's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was dead.

"You seem quite relieved?" Qiu Chan's voice came from behind: "You didn't even turn back when someone attacked you from behind? Aren't you afraid that I won't save you?"

Fu Qingzhou turned around and saw that she had already stepped on her monk opponent and knocked him unconscious. She was wiping the blood off the blade with a smile.

He smiled and said, "If your opponent could successfully sneak attack me right under your nose, wouldn't you be too embarrassed?"

"I'll leave you alone next time."

Qiu Chan rolled her eyes playfully: "I'll let you suffer a little!"

As the two were talking, Wu Changfeng suddenly roared from not far away: "Son of a bitch! You have no shame!"

The two were startled and looked in the direction of the voice, but they didn't see Fa Zheng, only Wu Changfeng, who was extremely angry and punching in the spot.

"Brother Wu?"

Fu Qingzhou shouted quickly: "There's no one around you!"

"No one is there?!" Wu Changfeng was obviously shocked, and then he became even more angry: "Damn it, I just opened my eyes a little, and he threw lime powder on me again!"

Qiu Chan leaped a few times and reached the top of the villa to look out.

"The person is gone."

She said loudly: "I'm afraid he has already escaped far away."

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "This guy, seemingly blocking the strongest Brother Wu, has actually been moving towards the edge of the villa, ready to escape at any time, throwing Fayuan and another monk to us as a shield... He is treating his companions as abandoned pawns."

Wu Changfeng was filled with regret and anger. He sat down on the ground and slapped his thigh hard: "Oh! It's all my fault for being useless. Why couldn't I stop him!"

"I don't blame you." Fu Qingzhou walked up to him and patted his shoulder: "He hurt your eyes and ears just to confuse your perception of the location, so that he could escape more easily."

Wu Changfeng shook his head vigorously and sighed repeatedly.

"Don't sigh." Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "At least we have taken down a stronghold of Fanyin Temple. There should be many innocent people imprisoned here. Let's rescue them first, and then go to Fanyin Temple to ask for an explanation!"

"Kill them at the Fanyin Temple..."

Hearing this, Wu Changfeng's expression suddenly became a little strange.

He became a little embarrassed and murmured, "Is Fanyin Temple dependent on Jinchan Temple? I, I'm afraid my father will not agree..."

(End of this chapter)