Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 263: Half-step to the Supreme Perfection, the Magic Swordsman Feng Jie (4k1 extra chapter for Du Xin)

In the outside world, Xiao Yan’s mouth twitched as he watched. The True Dragon Emperor was a proper dragon, so how could he have such a weird descendant?

The Green-Robed Sword Saint remained silent, while Feng Yusheng stared intently at a certain spot in the void, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

From the deep blue lake, a figure with brilliant Buddha light suddenly flew out, with surging and powerful spiritual power flowing around the body.

The light and shadow faded away, revealing Ye Kong's face with his eyes closed and breathing, and his chest heaving violently. The young man had a handsome face and reserved brilliance, and as his cultivation level improved, he gained a sense of unity between man and nature, and his slender figure seemed not to exist in this space.

At this moment, his aura was completely different from what it was half a day ago. He had actually broken through the limit of the Upper Earth Supreme and reached the level of Half-Step Earth Supreme Great Perfection.

"Finally I have some confidence and can go and have a fight with that person."

Ye Kong opened his palms, feeling delighted as his spiritual power was now five times stronger than before.

Of course, we must also thank the unknown Corpse Demon King for his selfless dedication and for providing the sword domain of the Corpse Demon King.

Having said that, I do have some connection with the Corpse Demon Clan, and several Corpse Demon Clan masters have died at my hands.

Just as Ye Kong looked into the distance, searching for an opponent, he suddenly felt a swift and wild sword energy flying from behind him, accompanied by thunder. Although it was not a big threat, it still made his skin feel slightly tingling.

"flash!"

Ye Kong's mind moved, and his body suddenly appeared in the sky hundreds of miles away.

The dark purple sword energy fell on the place where Ye Kong had landed before, causing the blue lake to splash everywhere. Lightning arcs surged, evaporating large areas of the lake water.

Ye Kong's face was slightly solemn, his eyes looked into the distance, staring at the swordsman who was swinging his sword at him.

The man was of medium build, with a rather long and narrow face and sharp eyes. He was wearing a black cloak with a ferocious wolf embroidered on his shoulder, revealing half of his muscular chest. He had an air of lawlessness about him.

In his palm, he held an evil long sword surrounded by black thunder, which was very iconic.

"You are the magic swordsman, Feng Jie?"

Ye Kong whispered, and the Buddha Burial Sword suddenly flew into his hand. Sword energy rose, dyeing half of the setting sun red.

"Yes, Jianyu Fengjie, nice to meet King Ye."

Feng Jie held his sword and saluted. His voice was magnetic and deep:

"I no longer have any illusions about getting a place as the Son of the Continent. I don't have much to say about not being as skilled as others. I just want to find a master to fight with to verify the results of my training. I hope King Ye can give me some advice.

If I lose, the four sword marks on my body will naturally all belong to King Ye. If I win, King Ye’s journey will also end here.”

He had very bad luck. His own strength was only ranked fifth in the Sword Domain Ten Thousand Swords Record. He had come into contact with the first four and could not beat any of them. The guys behind him were not easy to deal with either. From time to time, someone would come to challenge him.

There are only five vacancies for the Son of the Continent on this battlefield, which has made his situation very difficult in the past month. Almost every day, someone comes to cause trouble for him, and he has to take ruthless measures to intimidate those guys who are ready to make trouble.

After Ao Youdi came here, he defeated him head-on, cutting off his chance of becoming the son of the Sword Domain Continent. He was destined to miss the baptism of that continent.

After the defeat, his mentality became relaxed. He no longer worried about gains and losses, nor did he worry about losing face.

Why think about something that has no hope? Now that he is no longer the fifth master, it is Monk Huaizhong who should be worrying about these things.

With this lying-down mentality, he felt a lot more relaxed. All he could do now was to find some powerful guys to fight with.

And Ye Kong was the target he had set his sights on long ago.

Ye Kong nodded, a hint of admiration flashed across his eyes, and he said loudly:

"Today's battle will all be based on strength. Since you want to challenge me, then go ahead. You're welcome."

"Okay! Ye Wang, be careful."

Feng Jie reminded loudly, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the magic sword in his hand drew nine sword flowers in the air, and the dark purple spiritual power that reached the level of Heavenly Supreme suddenly burst out. The sword flowers were like thunder hills, shooting towards Ye Kong like a gust of wind and a scorching sun, filling Ye Kong's sight.

Ye Kong did not dodge. Having just made a breakthrough, he also wanted to test his frontal strength, and Feng Jie was just the right person for him.

"Shhh-"

The Blood River Buddhist Soldier Burial Buddha Certificate shook and slashed down, the sword tip tapped nine times in an instant, shooting out nine golden sword beams, like nine beams of energy condensed to the extreme, accurately falling on the nine purple-black sword flowers.

When the two sides collided, the subtle friction sound of "puff" and the violent explosion sound of "boom" were heard continuously for a while, the sword flowers shattered, and the golden sword light also dimmed a lot, shattered, and turned into golden light all over the sky, shooting towards Feng Jie's direction.

Each ray of golden light carried a faint aura of space, floating and untraceable, blocking all of Feng Jie's retreat routes for a moment.

"As expected of you, King Ye! Take my sword! Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!"

Feng Jie exclaimed in admiration, and became very excited, with a burning fire burning in his dark pupils.

He had previously witnessed Ye Kong chopping a corpse demon king into pieces, and had a certain understanding of Ye Kong's strength. Now, seeing the latter easily breaking through his attack, he became even more excited.

He did not dodge or evade, but walked forward with his sword, allowing the golden light to shine on his body. The magic sword in the scabbard was pulled out in a third of an instant, and he swung out a huge sword, submerging Ye Kong's figure.

The Heaven-Cutting Sword Technique is the most common explosive quasi-peerless magical power in the sword domain. The power it unleashes has no upper limit and can reach or even exceed the power of peerless magical powers. The sword swung by Feng Jie was like the first ray of light in the creation of the world, with purple light billowing and tearing the sky and splitting the earth.

"Come on! Kasyapa Sword Sutra, gather and kill!"

Ye Kong praised, and did not unsheathe the Buddha Burial Certificate. He pressed down with the scabbard, swinging out a vast and sharp sword intent.

A bodhi tree appeared behind him, and the Kasyapa Sword Sutra started to operate. A majestic wave of spiritual power instantly condensed into twelve handleless lightsabers in front of Ye Kong. As Ye Kong's sword chopped down heavily, thirteen thousand-foot sword shadows overlapped and appeared.

"Boom——"

For a moment, thirteen golden sword shadows and the purple magic sword collided heavily with each other. The two earth-shaking sword intentions shattered the space. In the blink of an eye, huge sword intention storms were formed, like the collapse of the sky.

"Click~Click!"

After nearly ten seconds of stalemate, a heart-stirring crisp sound suddenly rang out, and the unstoppable purple sword light began to dissipate. It seemed that it could not cut through the sky and was about to be suppressed by the sky.

Thirteen golden sword shadows pressed down heavily, cutting through the purple sword light like a hot knife through butter, like a divine sword falling from the sky, crashing to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The golden sword shadow fell, leaving a huge mark on the ground and raising dust.

Ye Kong used his clairvoyance to look intently into the depths of the earth; his intuition told him that Feng Jie would not fall so easily.

Not long after, the dust was blown up by the surging spiritual light cloud, and it was cleared away. A wild man with torn clothes, blood all over his body, and even the five fingers of his right arm were dripping with blood flew out. It was Feng Jie.

He grinned at Ye Kong, and purple-black spiritual light clouds immediately rose from his sturdy body. Dark thunder spread across the sky, causing the celestial phenomena to change drastically. Demonic and domineering stripes appeared on his narrow face and exposed chest.

"Peerless magical power, the Dark Curtain of the Devil's Sky!"

Those demonic and domineering stripes seemed to be the extension and embodiment of the tendons, which could stimulate potential in a short period of time and greatly enhance combat power; and after using this signature skill, Feng Jie's momentum suddenly increased by more than double, which really made Ye Kong feel some threat.

Generally speaking, only the Supreme Heavenly Master can possess peerless magical powers. His ability to cultivate peerless magical powers to this level is the proudest thing in his life, and it is also the greatest guarantee for him to be ranked fifth in the Record of Ten Thousand Swords.

Seeing that Ye Kong did not make a move to interrupt his movements, Feng Jie simply revealed all his cards, quickly formed seals with one hand, and shouted in a low voice:

"Devil Sword Chaos God Body, come out!"

In an instant, the sky where Feng Jie was standing became even darker and grayer. Billions of purple-black spiritual powers burst out, and a giant dark sword and a vague and mighty demonic shadow suddenly condensed behind him.

The dark giant sword is tens of thousands of feet long. From the tip to the hilt, every part is engraved with ancient demonic patterns, like flowers of death, symbolizing the gray atmosphere of death.

The mighty demonic figure holding the giant dark sword had an ethereal aura, as if it was a demonic soul in the dark night, without a physical body, but clearly existing; like an immortal dead soul, carrying deep resentment and demonic intent.

Ranked 20th on the Supreme Dharmakaya List, Demonic Sword Chaos Divine Body.

Seeing this strange supreme Dharma body, Ye Kong knew that it was time to get serious. He let out a low shout and trillions of Buddha lights burst out from his body. An immortal golden body as sacred and vast as the real Buddha condensed under his feet.

"How about one move to decide the outcome?" Ye Kong asked with a smile.

“…Just what I want!”

When Feng Jie saw Ye Kong's supreme Dharma form, his expression changed, and then he raised his head and laughed. The magic sword in his hand flew out, and he formed seals with both hands, activating the supreme magical power.

The Demon Sword God Body behind him immediately opened its huge mouth, swallowing and exhaling the spiritual power of the magic light curtain of the heavens. The demon soul gradually became solid, and it tightly grasped the dark giant sword, ready to attack. The face of the demon soul gradually became clear, as if the ancient war god had returned, with endless sharpness and unwillingness.

The dark giant sword suddenly vibrated continuously, emitting tremendous sword energy. The sword energy was like the ghosts of the dead and looked extremely disgusting.

"Immortal divine patterns, ever-changing, immortal sky curtain!"

The Burial Buddha Certificate was suspended at his side. Ye Kong formed seals with his hands like lightning and transmitted tremendous spiritual power from his feet. The immortal golden body opened its eyes and the purple-gold body shone brightly. At once, as many as two hundred and fifty immortal divine patterns fell off its body surface, like a winding purple-gold dragon, shining brightly.

A lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit. At this time, Ye Kong did not use the Supreme Demon Heart Sutra. He just relied on his own cultivation and burst out all his strength.

Two hundred and fifty immortal divine patterns fell from the sky, interweaving to form a vast and boundless peerless curtain, with vast purple-gold light, suppressing Xiang Feng Jie and the Demon Sword God Body.

"Supreme magical power, the magic sword leads to the death of the sky!"

Feng Jie shouted loudly, and the giant Dharmakaya shadow behind him grabbed the magic sword and slashed it out with a loud bang. Endless purple sword light swept across the world at this moment.

At the same time, the entire world began to resound with resentment, grief, and shrill demonic howls, as if the demons had revived and were following the peerless demon soul holding the giant sword, roaring out like an army of undead.

Looking at this scene, Ye Kong's face changed slightly, he felt nauseous and muttered to himself.

"This magical power is really disgusting. Those who know you are a Daqian cultivator will understand that. If someone with shallow knowledge thinks you are a spy from the evil clan, I'm afraid he will chop you to pieces."

As for the outcome of this battle, he was not worried. Feng Jie's move looked scary, but his Supreme Dharma Body was ranked 20th, and his own was roughly comparable to the top ten.

No matter how you look at it, this time it’s the top ten versus the top twenty, and the advantage is on my side!

After about fifteen seconds of stalemate, Feng Jie's supreme magical power, which had been in use for a long time and on a large scale, was exhausted. Whether it was the endless purple sword light or the army of undead that seemed to have resurrected, they were all suppressed by Ye Kong's immortal divine curtain.

An unparalleled purple-gold light burst out, and many undead spirits were dispersed upon touching it. The sword energy was also constantly shaken and dissipated until it disappeared.

The immortal sky is like the hand of God, clearing away all darkness. Wherever it passes, the clouds clear and the sky becomes bright, bringing a sense of relief.

Feng Jie was shaken by this tremendous force and flew thousands of miles away. He screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He gave Ye Kong a thumbs up, then fell to the ground laughing. His laughter was very comfortable.

"You are a real man. I won't take all your sword seals away. Keep your own and go find some more masters to fight with."

Ye Kong flew down, took the three sword seals from Feng Jie's arms, and shot several healing rays of light at Feng Jie to prevent him from being picked up by others.

After all, he is a well-known genius in the Sword Domain. It doesn't matter if he loses the fight and is eliminated, but if someone takes advantage of him when he is seriously injured, his reputation will be ruined, and he will never be able to get back at his name unless he kills someone in the future.

"Thank you~ King Ye."

Feng Jie leaned on his sword, stood up, and with a bloody mouth, he thanked Ye Kong.

Originally, he was defeated by Ye Kong and felt a little bit self-destructive, but now, he feels much more relaxed.

He was one of the Sword Domain's own, so those treasures were not too precious, but it would be nice to be able to deal with a few more guys who had caused him trouble in the past.

Feng Jie was not interested in other people's sword seals, but he was interested in the process of snatching other people's sword seals, and his interest was very great!
Ye Kong naturally had no idea what was going on in his mind. He nodded, turned around and left.

But at this moment, the land suddenly felt as if it was shaking like a mountain. Several extremely powerful sword waves came from the distant sky, which made Feng Jie lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Ye Kong waved his sleeves to break the aftermath of the energy that reached here, and looked towards the core of the energy storm with an extremely solemn expression.

There, there were three extremely powerful fluctuations of spiritual power, one was from Monk Huaizhong, one had dragon energy, and the other was invisible and formless, as if it was the power of heaven and earth, but vaguely, he saw a peerless blue lotus.

"Su Changxin, the natural spirit sword! It must be her! And Huai Zhong and Ao Youdi! They are fighting!"

Feng Jie covered his chest and stood up with difficulty, looking into the distance with a fanatical look on his face.

He was so familiar with those three auras!

(End of this chapter)