Xuanxia

Chapter 741 Counter-Plan
The sword of virtue will drain all the true energy from Fu Qingzhou.

And using the divine eye to judge Huikong's flaws would almost exhaust his energy.

But if this sword can hit...

It's worth it!

He was surrounded by five powerful men from the Cave Heaven Realm, including Master Baihe who looked crazy and touched the edge of Xuanxing, and Elder Yu who, with the cooperation of others, had spread some kind of poison. If this sword could hit Huijue, even if it only caused him some injuries, it would be enough!
This was originally a play to lure Jiang Baichuan here and then let him go.

But since it’s Huijue who’s here, we must try to see if we can kill him!

The moment the sword of virtue was swung, Fu Qingzhou felt that his spirit, physical strength, and true energy were instantly drained away.

But the sword light had already emanated as gently as water.

Not only that, Fu Qingzhou...was using the Qingxu Sword Technique!

The sword light, which was already like water and waves, now turned into white ink splashed on the real painting. It spread silently and quickly, along the extreme angle judged by the Sky Eye.

None of Master Baihe's thousands of sword shadows were stained by the white ink at all.

Even the poison powder sprinkled by Elder Yu was still floating lightly and unaffected, and was not destroyed at all by the sword light of Dejian.

Huijue's eyes lit up.

"Buddha's son..."

His tone was somewhat excited: "This is your power!"

"Qingxu Huajian Jue!" Not far away, Master Jingming's pupils were also sparkling: "He really knows it too!"

Qiu Chan, standing on the top of the carriage, smiled brightly.

Wu Yue, who was next to Fu Qingzhou, opened his eyes and mouth wide, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Elder Yu and Shangguan Xuan also looked surprised.

Only Master Baihe was completely immersed in the life-and-death struggle with Huijue and did not even turn his head.

The white ink brushed past her body, silently melting a few strands of her hair and reaching towards Huijue.

hum!
Huijue put his hands together, the Buddha's shadow vibrated, and his entire skin turned into a golden color, allowing the sword to swing on him!

The sword's light was tinged with Huijue, but there was no sound of metal clashing.

On the contrary, it really began to spread on Huijue's body little by little, piece by piece, like ink, covering and swallowing the "gold paint" on his body.

Wherever the white ink touched, the skin turned pure white, and the robes quickly melted and dissipated, revealing... the white Buddhist robes he wore underneath the robes!
"Don't...give him a chance..."

Fu Qingzhou had already collapsed, half-kneeling on the ground powerlessly: "Kill..."

In fact, he didn't need to say anything.

The moment the sword was swung, everyone exerted all their strength!

The two swords of Master Baihe drew brilliant tracks in the air, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Every swing was accompanied by a thunderous sound. Wherever the sword pointed, the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing hideous cracks.

Her figure, illuminated by the sword light, was like a god of war descending to the mortal world, her unruly long hair dancing wildly in the wind, her eyes flashing with determination and madness!
Elder Yu's poison powder quietly weaved into an invisible net in the air. The net was fine and tough, and each grain of powder contained a deadly poison that was enough to change the color of mountains and rivers.

As Zhenren Jingming and Shangguan Xuan operated the formation together, the poison powder seemed to be given life. They circled and gathered in the air, and finally turned into a green gauze, quietly approaching Huijue.

Although Wu Yue was seriously injured, he still endured the pain, condensed all the true energy in his body into his palm, and blasted out with one palm!
After breaking through the cave, his palm power remained as strong as ever and became more mysterious. The air seemed to be torn apart by this palm. The surging palm print was like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashing towards Huijue with the momentum to destroy everything.

At this time, Huijue's expression still did not show any change.

The white Buddhist robe was stained with ink spots from the Qingxu Sword Art, but because both were white, no changes could be seen. One could only see that his exposed hands and face had white spots that were growing continuously.

The powerful Xuanxing is indeed extremely terrifying. This kind of sword light is enough to melt everything, but it still cannot truly engulf Huijue!

The next moment, the attacks from the remaining people also arrived.

In an instant, a destructive force spread outward with Huijue as the center!

Wherever they passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a deafening roar, and the ground was shaking, as if it could not withstand the impact of this force and cracked into pieces.

When the poisonous powder fell, green smoke instantly rose from the ground. The grass and trees turned yellow and lifeless, as if they had been deprived of all vitality.

"Qingzhou!" With a loud cry, Qiu Chan suddenly appeared beside Fu Qingzhou. Without saying a word, she snatched the German sword from his hand. She also ignored the power bursting out from the hilt that made her hands bleed. She just forcefully raised the German sword in front of the two of them.

"Protect your master!" she roared at De Jian.

The next moment, a terrible gust of air submerged them both.

The carriage convoy was not spared from the impact of this force.

The horses neighed in fear, trying to escape from this horrific battlefield, but were trapped by the gusts of wind and the poisonous powder. Some horses were even directly corroded by the poisonous powder and fell to the ground in pain, struggling for a few times before stopping moving.

The few remaining secret messengers who served as coachmen were also thrown away and fainted one by one.

For a moment, the carriage overturned and the horses neighed, but Huijue was covered by a large cloud of smoke and could not see clearly.

Even those several cave-heaven warriors were blown away by this force!
Baihe Zhenren was the first to stabilize herself. With a gleam of lightning, she stared at Huijue's direction and shouted, "Yuexian! He must not be dead! Poison him again!"

She didn't need to say anything. After being blown away, several cave-sky warriors quickly stabilized themselves and gritted their teeth to attack in the direction of Huijue again!

But in the next moment, a great Buddha's light suddenly spread out.

The smoke formed by the explosion and poison powder dissipated instantly, revealing Huijue's figure.

He looked extremely embarrassed, even worse than when he fought Huikong in Jinchan Temple.

His entire body was covered with white ink spots that almost completely submerged him. The parts not stained by the white ink also had numerous scars deep enough to see the bones. Green mist rose from those scars, and it was obvious that the poison had penetrated deep into his marrow.

But Huijue was smiling.

"pity."

He raised his head, smiled at the sky and said: "You can kill one Xuanxing, but you can't kill two Xuanxing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white Buddhist robe on his body suddenly burst into dazzling light!

The light was like the rising sun breaking through the clouds at dawn, instantly dispelling the remaining haze and poisonous fog around. The light was pure and warm, as if it could purify all the evil and suffering in the world, but it caused a deep chill in the hearts of everyone present.

Several Cave Heaven Realm experts who stepped forward were instantly forced back by the light.

"Oops……"

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and said with a wry smile: "That Buddhist robe contains all the power of a Xuanxing third-level strongman..."

At that moment just now, Qiu Chan forcibly grabbed De Jian and blocked the blast for them.

But at this moment...her strength was also drained away. She lost consciousness and collapsed to the side.

The sword fell to the ground, motionless.

Fu Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at it helplessly.

Dejian conveyed a sense of innocence.

"Every means has been used... It turns out Huijue was waiting for this."

Fu Qingzhou understood.

This is not some sophisticated strategy.

Huijue knew that as soon as he showed up, he would use all his strength to kill him.

There was no scabbard for the royal sword here, so the sword of virtue was already his strongest weapon... So Huijue put on the Buddhist robe himself. He used his own skills to withstand all the attacks on the field, but when his energy was running out, he activated the Buddhist robe.

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and met Huijue's eyes.

These eyes were now very close, and no one could stop... this evil monk from approaching.

"Buddha."

He smiled and said, "Wake up."

After several months, he once again pointed his finger... at Fu Qingzhou's forehead.

(End of this chapter)