Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 15 Sword Cultivator
On the roof, a monk from the Vajra Temple put his hands together in front of his chest, Buddha's light flowed on his bronze skin, and he chanted the Buddha's name. The sound of the Buddha's name was heard, and the screams of the female ghost cultivators around him became even louder.

"You are aiding and abetting the tyrant, monk. Aren't you afraid of being haunted by evil?" The ghost woman scolded, and the evil energy swept out.

The monk turned a deaf ear to it. As the Dharma blossomed, the Buddha's light became brighter and brighter. There were constant screams, and a weak female ghost was burned to death. Her body was burned to ashes bit by bit and disappeared into smoke.

"You retreat." The ghost woman said to the surrounding female ghosts. As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying yin energy swept out of her body. Her long hair fluttered behind her and kept growing longer. Her eyes became unusually cold. She looked up at the monk from the Vajra Temple and said, "Die, bald donkey."

After saying this, she raised her palm, and the powerful Yin energy transformed into a sharp bone blade, which was extremely sharp and grabbed the monk on the house through the air.

"evil creature."

The monk shouted loudly, and the Buddha's light on his body became brighter. He raised one hand downward, and the bright Buddha's light turned into a golden Buddhist handprint, which collided with the white bone claws, making a loud explosion.

"Monk, since Buddha is so merciful, why go too far in bullying others?" Li Fan took a step forward, his aura surging.

"Amitabha, the donor has spoken for ghosts many times. In that case, I will not be polite." The monk said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge handprint dropped from the sky and slapped Li Fan directly.

Li Fan frowned, raised his fist and smashed towards the big handprint, shattering it. His eyes were sharp. How could this monk have such a strong desire to kill?
"Evil spirit?"

The young monk lowered his head and stared at Li Fan, with Buddha's light in his eyes, and said: "You have evil spirit hidden in your body, and your body is not clean. It seems that you are also an evil person. I will save you now."

"Master, since you said you are compassionate, why are you so bloodthirsty?" Li Hongyi's expression changed slightly when he heard the monk's words.

"Red-faced Skeleton, although the female donor has a good appearance, she is in collusion with demons and ghosts, so we have to convert her as well." The monk glanced at Li Hongyi, making Li Hongyi look embarrassed. The monk would not allow any rebuttal. Although he was a Buddhist, he had a strong murderous intention.

"Buddha and devil are just one thought away. Monk, although you practice Buddhism, you are more like a devil." Li Fan could sense the strong murderous intent in the monk.

"How dare you, evil spirits, talk nonsense about Buddhism!"

The monk shouted loudly and took another step forward. The Buddha's light was shining brightly and pressed towards Li Fan, looking extremely arrogant.

Li Fan's magic power roared, and his body was like a furnace, burning with a blazing yang fire.

"kill!"

The young monk shouted coldly, and his magic power turned into a series of large Buddhist hand seals, which slapped down from the air and killed Li Fan.

"Be careful." Li Hongyi's innate Dharma image, a flaming spear, appeared and stabbed at the killing handprint, causing it to collapse. She came to Li Fan's side, holding the spear, her eyes solemn.

The Vajra Temple is a holy sect of Buddhism in Chuzhou and is very extraordinary. Although this monk is young, his Buddhist skills are extremely powerful.

"Miss Li, this matter..." Li Fan didn't want Li Hongyi to get involved.

"You are such a boring person." Li Hongyi seemed to know what Li Fan wanted to say. She glared at him and interrupted him directly. She took a step forward and stood in front of Li Fan. Her magic power surged. She gripped the spear tightly. The Dharma image above her head was suspended in the air. She looked up at the monk.

The monk from the Vajra Temple is well versed in Buddhism and she is afraid she cannot defeat him. What should she do?
Although she spoke firmly, she was extremely nervous inside.

Although her father is the best master in Lin'an County, the Lin'an County today is not the same as before.

"I'm boring?" It was the first time that Li Fan was called boring. Li Hongyi was from Lin'an County, and he would be in trouble if he got involved in this.

"Vajra Temple is the holy sect of Buddhism. This monk is very powerful. Don't be distracted." Li Hongyi felt Li Fan's gaze on her and reminded her, what is this guy thinking?
"Okay." Li Fan nodded woodenly.

"Bang..." The Buddhist handprint continued to suppress, and Li Hongyi's magic power surged wildly, penetrating the spear. The Dharma image and the spear in his hand merged into one, piercing the big handprint. However, the Buddhist handprint continued to bombard from high altitude, and the sound of violent collisions continued. Li Hongyi groaned.

Cao Gong, Chen Li and others stood aside and watched all this quietly. This monk was indeed a person from the holy land of Buddhism. It was good this way, as it saved them from having to take action. If anything happened to Li Hongyi, it would have nothing to do with them. Let Li Daoqing go to the Vajra Temple.

"It's over." Li Hongyi said in her heart. After the fight, she realized that this monk was more powerful than she had imagined.

Above her head, a more powerful Buddhist handprint came down. Li Hongyi looked embarrassed. She thrust out her spear but was suppressed downward. She was afraid that she could not catch it.

"clang!"

There was a loud bang, and the huge handprint stopped above her head. Li Hongyi looked back and saw Li Fan standing behind her, holding up the huge handprint with one hand.

The big handprint was broken, Li Fan looked up at the monk, the magic power on his body was roaring fiercely, the ghost woman looked down, and felt an extremely strong yang fire from Li Fan, like a furnace in the scorching sun.

"What a strong physique." Cao Gong praised, he was indeed a cultivator of a great sect.

The monk from Vajra Temple looked down at Li Fan. The Buddha's light can restrain ghost cultivators, but it is useless against Li Fan.

The Buddhist power surged in his body, and the huge shadow of the Buddha statue behind him seemed to be moving. With a loud clang, many golden palm prints whizzed out at the same time and killed Li Fan in the air.

Li Hongyi looked solemn, and the Dharmakāya rushed out with flames.

Li Fan's mind moved, and his magic power gathered into a sword, which stabbed at the golden palm prints that were coming down like lightning. Suddenly, the sound of collapse was heard in the air.

The eyes of the monk from the Vajra Temple seemed to be dyed by the Buddha's light. He was seen muttering something, and bursts of Buddhist sounds rang out in the night sky. The female ghost cultivators were horrified, and the Buddha's light illuminated the night sky.

The shadow of the Buddha statue behind him gradually solidified, the golden body shone brightly, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. The arm of the huge Buddha statue moved and slowly rose up.

“You evil creature, you haven’t yet received your death.” The young monk shouted loudly, the Buddhist sound resonated, making people’s eardrums tremble. The huge Buddha statue pressed its arm downward, and a terrifying handprint covered the sky and the sun, crushing everything.

Li Hongyi looked pale, feeling the pressure from the huge palm print, which contained a terrifying murderous intent. She felt desperate and didn't know how to deal with it. However, she had no choice at this moment. She could only gather all her magic power and infuse it into the Dharma image, preparing for a desperate fight.

Behind her, Li Fan's clothes fluttered, and an extremely sharp aura emanated from him and spread to the surroundings.

A gust of wind blew across the street, bringing with it a sharp breeze.

The Demon-Suppressing Army's horses neighed and stamped their hooves, looking restless, as if they wanted to leave this place, but they were held down by the Demon-Suppressing Army soldiers riding on the horses.

The swords in the hands of the women were clanging, as if they were about to fly out of their hands.

"Huh?" Cao Gong, Chen Li and others frowned. What happened?

Is this sword energy?
The ghost woman also looked down at Li Fan, her heart shaken.

Sword cultivator?

People who practice cultivation use different methods; not everyone who uses a sword can be called a sword cultivator.

A true sword practitioner needs to plant the sword seed.

"Monk, to save others you must first save yourself. Why don't I save you first?" Li Fan looked up at the bloodthirsty monk and took a step forward, with sword energy soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)