Xuanxia

Chapter 488 Scabbard
A scabbard came from the horizon.

It came very quickly and suddenly, almost as soon as it appeared on the horizon, it was already beside Fu Qingzhou.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou was bound by Huijue's spell, and his whole body was trapped in a golden glass bead-like ball, slowly floating towards Huijue.

But the next moment, the entire golden sphere exploded!

Fu Qingzhou's right hand was raised up at some point, tightly grasping the scabbard!

"This is……"

Huijue's eyes were slightly stern: "Is the scabbard of the King's Sword?"

A sense of ominousness and solemnity crept onto his face.

Without any hesitation, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Fu Qingzhou from a distance.

The overwhelming force swept towards the scabbard, obviously intending to shake it away.

This force was invisible and intangible, but it made sounds like dragon roars and tiger howls, and Buddhist chants of blessings. The gravel on the ground cracked, and the trees on the roadside broke silently!
It can be seen...how afraid he is of this scabbard.

But then, Fu Qingzhou unconsciously turned the scabbard and held it horizontally in front of him, with the hole on the scabbard facing Huijue.

The next moment, that extremely powerful blow... silently poured into the scabbard.

If Huijue's attack was a huge wave in the vast ocean, then the scabbard was like a small bottle.

However, it was just such a bottle that could easily contain the entire huge wave!

It seemed to contain an endless amount of space; huge waves crashed into it, but not only did they fail to shatter the bottle, they couldn't even make it shake slightly.

Fu Qingzhou, who was holding the scabbard of the King Sword, did not even have the slightest movement in his wrist.

But Huijue's attack... just disappeared.

"!!!"

Huijue's pupils shrank sharply.

Then, something even more disturbing happened.

The thick blood energy that was originally lingering around Fu Qingzhou also began to flow into the scabbard of Wang Jian!
The small, flat hole in the scabbard seemed to be able to hold the entire world. No matter how thick and fierce the blood was, it could seal and clean it all up calmly.

And as the blood energy faded, the blood color in Fu Qingzhou's eyes seemed to fade...

Huijue shook his head.

The next moment, he was already beside Fu Qingzhou.

The intact left hand was raised up, and the palm was as powerful as a knife, slashing towards Fu Qingzhou's right forearm that was holding the scabbard!

But then, the scabbard of Wang Jian seemed to have a spirit, and the sword in the scabbard hooked backwards, blocking the path of the palm's downward strike.

Huijue's palm hit the scabbard.

The attack of the Xuan-star level expert who could cut through the wind and waves, after touching the scabbard... was like hitting cotton, so light and powerless, it was blocked by the scabbard!
Not only that, the scabbard actually pushed towards Huijue's heart.

This attack had no momentum at all, just like a child waving a branch casually when playing, but Huijue's pupils shrank and he was unable to avoid it, allowing it to hit him. He just barely turned his body before the scabbard touched him.

Finally, the tip of the sheath gently poked into the hollow of his shoulder.

Boom boom boom boom!
In an instant, a loud noise was heard from the boulevard!
A huge ravine suddenly appeared from where Huijue had just stood, and it spread hundreds of feet away accompanied by smoke and dust!

At the end of the swirling dust, Huijue, holding his shoulder, fell into the ruins of a completely collapsed temple.

"As expected of a Buddhist."

He whispered, "It can actually bring out the full power of the King Sword's scabbard..."

As he spoke, he disappeared from the spot again, appeared beside Fu Qingzhou, and reached out to grab him.

Fu Qingzhou stood there unconsciously, holding the scabbard in his hand, blocking and counterattacking lightly and calmly.

No matter what kind of attack or magic Huijue used, it would all be swallowed up by the scabbard; and the scabbard only needed to lightly touch Huijue to knock him away!

Unfortunately, Huijue’s cultivation was too strong. Even after suffering such heavy blows repeatedly, he was always able to stand up again and attack again as if nothing had happened.

Huijue’s speed was getting faster and faster. Every time he was knocked away, he would be back to Fu Qingzhou’s side the next moment.

For a moment, a circle of morning sun light seemed to appear around Fu Qingzhou. Huijue, who came and went, seemed to have transformed into thousands of incarnations, constantly trying to get close to him, but the scabbard drew a large translucent ball around him that was immune to all enemies.

And at this time...

In Fu Qingzhou's consciousness, after he finished performing the "Knowledge is Power Throwing Technique", he spent a long time before finally breaking free from the blood cicada.

There is no other reason, it’s just because that “space” is too big.

After the Buddha wheel shattered and the Buddha statue collapsed, the world of that world collapsed, and the boundless sea of ​​blood gushed out from every inch of the cracks in the world and drowned him. Fu Qingzhou was not afraid. The core of the blood cicada was broken, so what could a mere sea of ​​blood do?

He didn't know how much time had passed or how far he had "flown", but the endless blood-red scene in front of his eyes was finally no longer there.

Wow!
A wave exploded in the sea of ​​blood, and Fu Qingzhou rushed out suddenly.

"Finally... it came out."

He let out a long breath. Even though he was just a conscious being at the moment, he still felt the refreshing feeling of breathing fresh air after suffocating for a long time.

Here is his own spiritual space.

This place is still an endless sea of ​​blood, but he has a feeling that the "water level" of this sea of ​​blood seems to have dropped a lot compared to before, and the waves are no longer strong. The red and blue waves representing the two secrets of Qi Ran and Yi Ran are much stronger, constantly hitting the blood waves.

"Old thing!"

As soon as Fu Qingzhou came out, he immediately shouted loudly: "I'm fine! You don't need to use any countermeasures! Forget it for now!"

However, there was no response.

A sense of foreboding crept into my heart.

As soon as he thought of it, the red and blue waves in the sea below each rose up with a wave, and two figures condensed in front of him.

"what about you?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and looked at Qi Ran and Yi Ran: "Did you just see the old man?"

"Yeah." Qi Ran said calmly, "He crushed the blood cicada."

Yiran smiled and said, "Do you think you can escape from the blood cicada so easily?"

Fu Qingzhou: "...and then?"

"Then?"

Qi Ran said calmly: "Then it left something in your heart and soul. The evil monk outside wanted to touch you, but he got his hand injured instead."

Fu Qingzhou frowned: "I'm asking the old man, where did he go?"

"Him..." Yiran said with a smile: "Use your brain. With his ability, the things he left behind can even hurt the strong men of Xuanxing. Where do you think he can go?"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked!
"Go and see for yourself."

Qi Ran said calmly: "Now that you are holding a treasure in your hands, you should be able to examine yourself. I believe you will be able to clearly understand everything that happened before."

"I... hold a treasure?"

Fu Qingzhou was full of doubts.

But now that he had said this, he knew that there was no point in asking further... Indeed, it would be better for him to go and see for himself.

He took a look at the sea of ​​blood whose water level was getting lower and lower, and his heart went cold. Then he opened his eyes and returned to reality.

The light shines into my eyes, and everything around me slowly comes into view.

Here is the Jinchan Temple Boulevard.

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at his right hand, only to see that he was holding a scabbard in his right hand.

He felt that the scabbard looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Looking up and forward...

The surroundings were in a mess, obviously after a great battle. There were many people lying in pieces in the distance, and many of them were still wearing the official uniforms of the Mingjian Pavilion.

And Huijue... that's Huijue? Not Huikong?

Fu Qingzhou remembered that when he had looked at Huijue from afar on the Panyun Pagoda, the other party should have been a young monk of about twelve or thirteen years old.

But the little novice monk now was only seven or eight years old, about the same age as Huikong.

However, his whole body was filled with vigorous blood and there was an evil aura in his eyes, so how could he be Huikong?
What was even more strange was that this... Huijue was actually panting and standing several feet away, motionless.

He looked very tired.

The look he gave Fu Qingzhou was extremely cold.

Fu Qingzhou was full of doubts, not knowing what had happened... And the treasure that Qi Ran mentioned before was the scabbard in his hand?

Can this scabbard help me know what happened?
This thought occurred to him as he looked at the scabbard.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, a series of images flashed before his eyes at a very fast speed.

(End of this chapter)