Xuanxia

Chapter 485: Killing

Yuan Zhen looked at Li Jingzhe and Li Jingzhe looked at Fu Qingzhou, both of them were a little surprised.

"Master Li...?"

Yuan Zhen said softly, "You are Master Li of Mingjian Pavilion, right? I have seen you in the Palm Sword Academy."

"You are..." Li Jingzhe frowned and said, "From the Fa generation?"

"I am Yuan Zhen." Yuan Zhen bowed his head slightly and said, "Master Hui Kong, the head monk of the Jinchan Temple, is my master."

"So you are Master Huikong's only disciple. I have heard of you."

Li Jingzhe nodded: "What happened in your Jinchan Temple? He..."

He looked at Fu Qingzhou: "The aura is not right, what's going on?"

As he spoke, figures appeared one after another behind him.

Most of these people were secret envoys from Mingjian Pavilion, all of them holding knives with gloomy brows. Of course, there were also some people dressed as scholars, holding something like a compass in their hands.

Wherever they passed, the white fog dispersed on its own - it was obvious that they had some kind of magic weapon that could drive away the white fog, but its effectiveness was average and could only drive away the white fog by about a few feet.

Yuan Zhen opened his mouth and was about to speak when suddenly a faint, humming, bell-like Buddhist chanting came from the distant sky.

As the sound waves came, the surrounding white mist was immediately disturbed and dispersed.

"That is……"

Li Jingzhe narrowed his eyes: "Foyin? Why do I feel so uneasy?"

After that, he tilted his head slightly and instructed his men, "Take over Fu Qingzhou and go into the temple to investigate."

"Yes!" The secret envoys responded in unison and then strode towards Yuan Zhen.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Zhen took a few steps back and shook his head, saying, "Master Li, Master asked me to send Master Fu away, but he didn't say to hand him over to Mingjian Pavilion."

Li Jingzhe smiled softly: "You have no choice."

As he waved his arms, the secret agents quickly surrounded Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen frowned... Fu Qingzhou on his back still didn't move, and he could clearly sense that each of these secret envoys was much stronger than himself.

These people are definitely not ordinary secret envoys from the Six Realms.

With their strength, each of them can become the leader or elder of a small sect in the martial arts world!

"Amitabha……"

Yuan Zhen sighed: "Master Li, please listen to what I have to say..."

But before he could finish his words, the Buddhist chanting in the distance suddenly became very loud. The sound overwhelmed everything, exploded in everyone's ears, and made everyone bow their bodies!
Even Li Jingzhe's face clearly showed pain and he turned his head away.

The moment the Buddhist chanting sounded, a strong wind blew up in the Jinchan Temple, and the white mist that filled the edge of the temple was blown away in an instant!

The white mist dissipated, and everyone...naturally saw clearly what had happened.

In the distant sky, Huijue and Huikong were still holding hands and in a stalemate, but they had already left the Valley of Regret and went high up in the sky.

The two of them were like two overlapping suns, and the incomparably powerful force of Buddhism collided with each other. However, that force no longer overflowed and only circulated within the bodies of the two.

But because of this, their fight at this moment is even more dangerous!
Under the flow and bombardment of that power, the bodies of Huijue and Huikong, two Xuan-star level powerhouses, showed signs of collapse!
Cracks began to appear on their skin and muscles that were as hard as gold and iron. They were like two Buddha statues, collapsing bit by bit!

"Junior brother."

Huikong said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

Huijue ignored him and continued chanting in Sanskrit.

Yes...that strange Sanskrit chanting was made by him.

Hearing the Sanskrit chanting, Huiming, who was struggling with Yuanchun in the low air, suddenly stopped. Then... under Yuanchun's shocked gaze, he raised his head and let out a long roar, then exploded into a bloody firework!
If a person suddenly explodes, what will happen to everything?
It will be a powdery blood mist, all features of a person will be lost, hands, feet and torso will not be distinguishable, and only a large mass of meaningless flesh and blood will remain.

After Huiming exploded, the flesh and blood did not fall to the ground, but... quickly coiled in the air and flew towards Huijue!

Huiming was not the only one who was blown into a bloody mist.

After Huiming, a blood monk who was wandering around the temple unconsciously and meaninglessly also exploded.

Then came the second, the third...

Except for those who had been carried to the Thousand Buddha Hall to receive the cleansing and suppression of the Buddha's light, all those whose blood was overflowing were blown into bloody mist one after another!
There were thousands of monks in the Jinchan Temple, and now more than half of them had turned into blood monks. Hundreds of monks exploded into blood mist one after another. What a horrifying and shocking scene it was!

The blood mist condensed in the air, as if attracted by some mysterious force, and all rushed towards Huijue in the sky. This scene was undoubtedly an unprecedented shock to the monks in Jinchan Temple.

They looked in horror at the fellow disciples who had practiced together with them. In the sound of Huijue's chanting, they blossomed like blood-red fireworks, and then turned into blood mist and were absorbed by Huijue!

“What kind of evil is this?!” a monk shouted in horror, but received no response.

"Junior brother?!"

Huikong was also stunned at this time. He couldn't understand why his junior brother had become like this, and he couldn't accept the bloody scene before him.

But what shocked him even more was that Huijue, who was in a stalemate with him at this moment...his aura began to rise!
His momentum was actually rising steadily. The Buddha's light and blood were intertwined on his body, forming a strange and powerful aura. His face looked both sacred and hideous under the reflection of the Buddha's light and blood.

"Senior brother..."

Huijue showed an evil smile: "Are you... scared?"

The cracks that had just covered his body suddenly became larger and larger, and golden and red light began to bloom from the cracks, but this was not a sign of his weakness. On the contrary, the light on his body became stronger and stronger, gradually overwhelmed Huikong!
In the sky that should have been bright, a dim and eerie star was faintly lit.

Click, click...

As more and more blood and energy flowed into Huijue, more and more cracks appeared on his body. Under the cracks, fresh and tender skin could be faintly seen.

"The Blood Sea Cassock Technique and the Golden Cicada Divine Shell Technique are originally one and the same."

He said in a sinister voice: "Brother, you will understand."

At this moment, the light emanating from him was extremely bright.

Then, from the cracks all over Huijue's body, thousands of golden and red rays of light suddenly shot out!

These lights gathered in the air and gradually formed a huge golden Buddha statue made of light. The Buddha statue sat cross-legged with his brows lowered and his eyes lowered. His hands were clasped together, and the Buddha's light and blood were intertwined all over his body, looming in the light.

"Namo... Hela Dana... Dorayaye..."

Huijue sang softly, and the huge golden Buddha statue also chanted scriptures along with him.

As they chanted, the light around the Buddha statue became brighter and brighter. Later, people could no longer see the appearance of the Buddha statue. They could only see a huge ball of light that was a mixture of Buddha's light and blood!

Huikong looked at this scene solemnly. He could feel that the light contained an extremely terrifying power, and his junior brother... had already merged with this power!
Without time to think, he immediately loosened his hands and began to quickly make Buddhist seals in front of his chest. One after another, golden swastika symbols gathered around Huijue...

But, it's too late.

In just a moment, the energy in the ball of light accumulated to the extreme and exploded!

The blinding light forced everyone to close their eyes. Even Li Jingzhe and others had to raise their hands to cover their eyes.

When the light faded and everyone opened their eyes again, they saw that... the original Huijue had disappeared.

In the sky, there was only a little monk who looked about seven or eight years old. He was surrounded by blood and energy, which slowly flowed around him and finally condensed into a monk's robe, which was draped over him.

The young monk had a childish face but an extremely cold look in his eyes. He looked at Huikong and said slowly, "Brother, you have lost."

After saying that, he stretched out a small hand and shook it towards Huikong in mid-air.

With this grip, the golden swastika symbols shattered instantly!

Huikong felt as if the space around him was frozen. He wanted to continue forming seals, but found that he couldn't even move a finger!

Afterwards, he saw a small golden Buddha statue suddenly condensed in Huijue's palm.

The Buddha statue was exactly the same as the huge one he had seen before, except that it was shrunk countless times and was held in the palm of the little monk's hand.

"go."

The young monk gave a light shout, and the small Buddha statue turned into a ray of golden light and flew towards Huikong!
Huikong sighed.

The fierce battle had continued until now, and he had been constantly protecting the aftermath of the fight between the two from hurting everyone in the temple. He had never been able to fight with all his strength... But now, it was too late.

He knew that this small Buddha statue was the most powerful attack Huijue could concentrate at the moment, and he could not dodge or avoid it.

"Junior brother..."

He murmured, "You won't succeed."

The next moment, he could only watch the golden light fly over and sink into his chest.

boom!
There was a loud bang, as if two mountains collided. The entire space of Jinchan Temple was vibrating. Huikong flew backwards like a meteor, and no one knew where he fell, causing a huge shock.

Huijue let out a long breath, turned his head little by little, with an evil smile on his face, and looked in the direction of Li Jingzhe, Yuan Zhen and others.

(End of this chapter)