Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 169: Massacre, Blood Splashes in Jade Palace
"Bald donkey, die!"

Zhang Xiaofan roared and walked towards Master Pukong step by step, the Blood Soul Sword in his hand shining brightly with blood.

Daoxuan looked at Zhang Xiaofan, whose hair was bloodshot and eyes were bloodshot, and knew that he had been possessed by a demon.

The Blood-sucking Pearl caused Master Puzhi, who was well versed in Buddhism, to become a demon and commit the sin of slaughtering all the people in Cao Miao Village.

And in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, the Blood Soul Sword, which was forged from the blood of the Blood-sucking Pearl and the Soul-Capture Rod, was many times more evil and murderous.

No wonder Zhang Xiaofan is possessed now.

If this continues, Zhang Xiaofan will definitely become an unparalleled demon in the future.

In just six years, Zhang Xiaofan had reached the third level of Shangqing, which was even faster than he expected.

If given another few decades, I'm afraid Taiqing will surely be achieved.

Moreover, he possesses the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao and Mahavairocana Prajna. If he falls into the devil's way and joins the evil cult, I am afraid there will be endless troubles.

In this case, they can only temporarily imprison him in Tongtian Peak, hoping that Zhang Xiaofan can escape from the evil path in the future.

At least, the Blood Soul Sword in his hand could no longer be used.

For example, after he used the Zhuxian Sword just now, he felt that some of its violent energy had invaded his body.

Thinking of this, Taoist Xuan waved his hand and said:
"Stop him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen Qingyun disciples rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan with magic swords in their hands.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and laughed miserably:

"What is the right path, what is justice? You have been lying to me all along. I have been struggling for all these years. I will keep the secret for Puzhi even if I die."

"But, who am I? Who am I...ah..."

"Since you are all lying to me and want to kill me, then I will kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the dozen Qingyun Sect disciples who were rushing towards him with bloodshot eyes, and said with a grim smile:

"Then I have no choice but to kill you all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofan stepped hard with his right foot.

The next moment, a beam of blood flashed towards the dozen or so disciples who were rushing over.

“Bang… bang… bang… bang… bang… bang…”

Only a dozen muffled sounds were heard, and more than a dozen Qingyun disciples were directly blown dozens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground, their life or death was unknown.

Taoist Master Daoxuan saw this and shouted angrily:
"presumptuous!"

"Yicai, stop him!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yicai flew directly into the air. At the same time, six elite disciples from Tongtian Peak formed a sword formation with Xiao Yicai.

The next moment, Xiao Yicai formed a sword gesture with his hands and shouted:
"Seven Stars Return to Origin!"

Seven Tai Chi Xuan Qing diagrams appeared in front of Xiao Yicai and six elite disciples of Tongtian Peak. Countless golden sword energies condensed from the seven Tai Chi Xuan Qing diagrams and shot towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan pointed with his left index finger, and a protective aura formed around his body, blocking the countless sword energies.

At this moment, Xiao Yicai, who won the first place in the last Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, led his elite disciples who had practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years to fight against Zhang Xiaofan, who won the first place in this year's Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu, with an angry face, rushed towards Master Puhong, slashed down with the immortal sword in his hand, and roared:
"I will kill you to avenge my parents and the villagers of Caomiao Village!"

Master Puhong was seriously injured at the moment, but Master Pukong beside him was also one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, and his Buddhist and Taoist skills were unfathomable.

Pu Kong stood in front of Master Pu Hong and threw a punch. A beam of golden light hit Lin Jingyu's sword, sending it flying more than ten meters away.

Seeing this, the Qingyun disciples behind him immediately restrained the crazy Lin Jingyu and prevented him from continuing.

At this time, Xiao Yicai was still maintaining the sword formation and the countless sword energies were falling towards Zhang Xiaofan, but they were unable to break the protective qi outside Zhang Xiaofan's body.

He was the first place winner of the last Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, the eldest disciple of Tongtian Peak, and the only direct disciple of the master. If he and his six junior brothers joined forces, and still couldn't come up with a junior brother who had only practiced Taoism for six years, wouldn't it be a huge disgrace?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi used all his strength to squeeze out all the magic power in his body. The golden sword energy condensed from the Tai Chi Xuanqing diagram in front of him became sharper and continued to fall towards Zhang Xiaofan.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan swung the Blood Soul Sword in his hand horizontally.

A huge blood-red sword energy formed and slashed towards Xiao Yicai and the six elite disciples of Tongtian Peak.

"boom!"

There was a deafening sound, and the Tai Chi Xuanqing diagram in front of Xiao Yicai and his six disciples exploded, and the huge blood-colored sword energy continued to slash at them.

The next moment, Xiao Yicai and his six disciples were chopped away and smashed onto the high wall above the Yuqing Palace.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Xiao Yicai fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of hot blood. At the same time, he felt as if all the bones in his body were broken, the pain was so severe that he could not exert any strength.

Xiao Yicai looked at the bloody figure in the center of the hall in horror. He imagined that Zhang Xiaofan, who was despised by several leaders in this hall six years ago, has now grown to this point.

Even when he and six elite disciples who had practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years joined forces to perform a sword formation, they were no match for him.

At this moment, Xiao Yicai finally realized that there was an extraordinary talent in this world, and that person was Zhang Xiaofan.

Master Pu Hong looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was killing people everywhere after he was possessed by the devil, and advised with a guilty look on his face:
"Amitabha, benefactor Xiaofan, Junior Brother Puzhi was deeply harmed by the Blood-sucking Pearl and committed the sin of slaughtering all the people in Caomiao Village."

"Now, you have been deeply influenced by the evil power of the Bloodthirsty Sword and have become a demon. Please put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now!"

"Fonima!"

Zhang Xiaofan shouted angrily, staring at Master Puhong and the others with his bloodshot eyes, and said murderously:

"Die, bald ass!"

The next moment, Zhang Xiaofan moved his body, a flash of blood appeared, and he came in front of Master Puhong. He swung the Blood Soul Sword in his hand and a blood-colored sword energy slashed towards Master Puhong.

At this moment, Master Pukong frowned and shouted:
"Demon, since you have been possessed by the devil, I cannot let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Pukong, holding the 300-name-famous magic weapon, the Golden Bowl, shone it towards Zhang Xiaofan.

The next moment, an infinite Buddha light flew out and collided with the blood-colored sword energy.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the boundless Buddha light and the blood-colored sword energy collided with each other and exploded, and a wave of air shook the surroundings.

Some disciples who were nearby were blown away more than ten meters by this air wave.

At this time, nearly a thousand disciples in the hall looked in horror at Zhang Xiaofan who was fighting with the four great monks.

But they knew that Master Pukong was one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. He had a profound knowledge of Buddhism and had practiced Taoism for more than 300 years. His reputation was heard throughout the entire Taoist community.

Even though he ranks fourth among the four great monks, his magical powers are also extremely profound.

And Zhang Xiaofan, who had only practiced Taoism for six years, was able to fight with Master Pukong, one of the four great monks, and ended up in a draw. It was really incredible.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Master Pukong and Zhang Xiaofan exchanged blows, and the boundless Buddha light and blood-colored sword energy dissipated at the same time.

Pukong frowned, stared at Zhang Xiaofan carefully, and said in horror:
"You are only at the third level of Shangqing, why is your magic power the same as mine?"

"Can you still tie with me?"

"Hehehehe..." Zhang Xiaofan smiled grimly and said:
"Draw? You think too highly of yourself."

"Next, I'll make you bleed right there!"

(End of this chapter)