Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 322 Uninvited Guest

The demon-slaying gathering in the town center was bustling with noise and filled with experts from all walks of life.

The Shaolin abbot, dressed in a plain white monk's robe and wearing a Buddhist hat, slowly ascended the stage, holding a gilded staff. When the gilded staff slammed heavily on the ground, ripples spread across the blue bricks of the entire mansion.

"Amitabha." She lowered her white eyebrows and clasped her hands in a gesture of respect, her voice surprisingly drowning out the clamor of the crowd.

"This humble nun, Xuanxu, thanks all the righteous martial arts practitioners for traveling thousands of miles to eliminate evil and uphold justice."

She is Xuanxu, the head of Shaolin Temple. She entered the fourth level of enlightenment at the age of 60. With her wrathful appearance as a deity, she has killed dozens, if not hundreds, of evil spirits over the years.

As Xuanxu spoke, a chorus of humble and flattering remarks immediately arose from the assembled heroes.

After this back and forth, Fang Can was starting to yawn when the leader of the Kongtong Sect suggested, "Thank you all for your kind words. Let's discuss how to attack the Cloud Peak."

Guan Weitong, the head of the Kongtong Sect, specializes in the Seven Injury Fist, a martial art that injures the enemy by seven parts and himself by three parts.

After reaching the fourth stage of cultivation, he had already achieved the Vajra realm, which was invincible, thanks to the inheritance of the [Zhenji Xuanzao].

Faced with the suggestion from the Kongtong Sect Leader, the Emei Sect's Yuduan Hermit gently raised his head and said:
"Among the four Dharma Kings of the Demonic Sect, the Azure-Winged Bat King's [Reverse Light Shadow] is the best lightness skill in the world. If we divide our forces, he may use his superior numbers to defeat us one by one."

"Therefore, we should unite as one and, in a righteous and honorable manner, annihilate the entire Demonic Sect in one fell swoop."

As the words of the Hermit of Emei were spoken, the assembled heroes echoed in agreement.

As the leaders of several minor sects whispered among themselves, Fang Can clearly heard the whisper that "last month, thirty masters of the Diancang Sect were sucked dry by that demon and turned into dried corpses."

Just as everyone was speaking, sharp laughter came from all directions, spreading throughout the entire venue.

The moment that sound rang out, the demon-slaying ceremony in the town center fell into a deathly silence.

The leaders of the six factions present all frowned, because the voice was extremely familiar to them.

As the sound rang out, a figure, accompanied by black lightning, danced wildly through the crowd.

Some people feel a slight dampness on their neck, as if something is licking it.

"Hahahaha, thank you for your kind words, Master Yuduan. I actually gave up the idea of ​​splitting my forces into multiple routes in order to guard against this."

As the sound rang out, a figure shrouded in black robes stood atop the flagpole; it was a middle-aged woman with a gaunt face.

"The Azure-Winged Bat King, Wei Yi, laughs!" The Hermit of Despair frowned, staring intently at the figure before him: "You actually dare to come here!"

"Why wouldn't I dare to come? You can't catch me anyway."

Wei Yi laughed sneer, "A group of people are plotting to break through my Holy Sect, but they can't even touch my shadow. Don't they feel ashamed?"

"You fiend, shut your mouth!" With a cold snort, a golden palm, its finest details visible, slammed down towards Wei Yixiao from afar.

The mysterious monk's robe billowed like clouds, and the wrathful phantom of the King of Light that appeared behind him seemed to solidify into a tangible form, as his gilded Buddha palm, carrying the force of wind and thunder, crashed down.

The flagpole where Wei Yixiao was standing instantly turned into flying wood chips, and the palm wind pressed a crater more than ten feet deep into the ground within a radius of ten feet.

But before it could strike, Wei Yixiao had already transformed into a bolt of black lightning and moved aside.

When everyone closed their eyes, they saw the Shaolin abbot standing in the void.

A beautiful body draped in Buddhist robes was enveloped by a five-meter-tall, wrathful deity whose eyes were blazing with true fire as he looked at Wei Yixiao.

This is the wrathful image of the Shaolin abbot.

Once unfolded, a phantom image of Buddha will form on the outer layer. Without breaking the Buddha, water and fire cannot penetrate it.

"Oh, you're getting impatient already? Is this the true face of the righteous path?" Wei Yi sneered, "Weren't you going to besiege us? You've been dragging this out for far too long. In that case, my Holy Sect will be waiting for you at Cloud Peak tomorrow, if you dare to come."

As she spoke, Wei Yi smiled and her gaze swept across the entire room, her pupils suddenly lighting up when they passed over Fang Can.

The young man, dressed in white, sat upright amidst the crowd. His silver hair flowed like moonlight, and the faint blue veins on his neck appeared and disappeared with his breathing, causing her to unconsciously feel thirsty.

“It is a superior blood sac…” She pressed her tongue against her sharp teeth, and her black robes fluttered without wind.

His legacy is known as "Reverse Light and Shadow".

Once the flow of black lightning around the body is activated, the body's speed can be solidified to twice that of an ordinary person and its reaction time to ten times that of an ordinary person by compressing body time and ignoring the laws of physics!
Combined with his already unparalleled agility, it can be said that no one can keep up with his speed.

However, the cost is that lifespan also decreases at twice the rate, making the already insufficient lifespan even more limited.

Fortunately, there is a Blood-Slaying Technique that allows one to make up for lost time by absorbing the essence and blood of high-level martial artists.

Upon seeing Fang Can, this longing surged up once again.

"Hahaha, I never expected to run into such a beautiful woman here. Let me have a taste."

Before Wei Yi's laughter had even faded, her figure had already transformed into a black lightning bolt as she rushed towards Fang Can, her right arm gripping the boy's right shoulder, preparing to abduct him.

"You arrogant scoundrel! Prepare to die!" Abbot Xuanxu roared, his golden arm waving and shattering the air, stirring up a gale, as he was about to grab Wei Yixiao.

But against the Azure Winged Bat King, whose reaction speed was ten times faster and whose speed was twice as fast, the speed of the attack was as slow as a snail.

With a sway of its body, it moved aside and rushed towards the boy in an arc.

The next moment, seeing the young man's face so close to hers, the woman's expression stiffened slightly.

Because during the tenfold reaction, she could clearly see that the boy slowly raised his eyelids.

Those red pupils were now fixed intently on her figure in this almost frozen moment.

'How could he see my movements?'

Wei Yi was horrified, but then she saw the boy slowly rise from the stone bench, which completely proved that her guess was true.

'Where did this fourth-tier, nameless grandmaster come from? I'll expose your father!'

Wei Yi cursed inwardly, knowing that without understanding the inheritance, he dared not take the boy's attack head-on.

As she watched the right fist slowly and deliberately move towards her neck, she flinched and twisted her body forcefully.

While changing lanes midway, the body lost control, skipping across the ground, crashing through a wall, and then rushing towards the clouds like a bolt of lightning.

"You little brat, just you wait, don't let me see you again tomorrow."

Before leaving, Wei Yixiao was still making harsh remarks.

Everyone's gaze then fell upon the human figure that had been smashed into the wall, and they felt both angry and furious.

The promised demon-slaying gathering was ruined by this one so brazenly strolling among the heroes, spouting threats, and then running away. It's a disgrace.

"You came and you think you can just run away? It's not that easy!"

Fang Can snorted coldly, and with a light leap, he jumped high into the air, right before everyone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)