Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 355 Hell Has No Gates, You Walk In Your Own Way (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

With the wrongful death of "Medicine King" Mo Fei.

Ding'an swayed, puffed out his cheeks, and began to vomit violently.

He vomited several large mouthfuls of green liquid, and a foul stench immediately filled the entire hall.

"oops!"

"Ugh, it smells like a dead rat!"

"My goodness!"

"Hah!"

The stench was unbearable, so everyone covered their faces and noses and hopped away from the Buddhist temple.

After a while, the vomiting stopped in the main hall, and Ding An, looking exhausted, emerged from the doorway with a pair of dull and lifeless eyes.

Shao Yang looked at him and shook his head helplessly, saying, "A severed hand. This place is not like the martial world of the past. There are many kinds of deadly poisons, and it is extremely strange. If you are not careful, you will be in big trouble."

"I understand," Ding'an said with a wry smile, leaning against the door, "but it's impossible to guard against everything!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Then you can slowly make up for your weaknesses! My Yi Jin Jing and Little Beggar's Heavenly Wrath True Qi both have the ability to make you immune to all poisons. I'll teach you then."

Ding An waved his hands repeatedly: "No, I can't learn it." He gave a bitter smile, "I can't do what others do, unless I figure it out myself."

Ren Shaoyang sighed, "You're not exactly stupid, but you always manage to find a way. You're not exactly smart, but no matter how I teach you, you just can't learn." After a moment's thought, "It seems I can only rely on you to figure it out on your own."

Ding An smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm a lucky person and Heaven will help me."

Ren Shaoyang smiled, then suddenly glanced to the west and shouted, "Get out here!" With a flick of his hand, a soft chant arose, and several jet-black sword energies shot out.

In the darkness, the black sword remained unseen, as if it were an invisible force.

With a loud "whoosh," a large, flaming rock suddenly leaped into the air and collided with the sword energy. A deafening roar followed, and the rock shattered and scattered like meteorites, hurtling in all directions.

In an instant, the darkness was illuminated.

The man in front of them was wearing a bright red kasaya, his head was bald, and his beard was as bristling as a halberd, making him look extremely fierce.

Upon seeing this, Liang Dou said in a deep voice, "Fire King, Ancestral Golden Palace!"

Ren Shaoyang turned his head and said calmly, "Of the Eight Heavenly Kings, three are already gone. Why do you, monk, still want to come and die?"

Zu Jindian felt a surge of heat and burning sensation in his heart as he was swept by his gaze, but he still mustered his strength and said, "The Limitless Immortal Pill!"

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Hongxiu, who was bleeding Shao through tears, spoke up: "The elixir was taken away by Lord Roushui, why aren't you chasing after him?"

Zu Jindian shook his head and said, "General Steward Liu said that we should take the Limitless Immortal Pill if we can, and forget about it if we can't."

Ren Shaoyang frowned and said, "The Limitless Immortal Pill isn't your primary target." He raised an eyebrow, "Your primary target is to kill me?"

Zu Jindian's eyes lit up, he patted his head and laughed, "Exactly!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ren Shaoyang suddenly swung his sleeve, and four sword blades shot out, sweeping up Hongxiu and the others.

Under the moonlight, Ren Shaoyang leaped lightly, his robes billowing like a phoenix, carrying the four of them as they floated away into the distance.

Suddenly, a loud "boom" was heard!
The beams and pillars collapsed, the roof tiles shattered, and Biechuan Temple was engulfed in flames that shot into the sky.

Just as Zu Jindian finished speaking, he saw Ren Shaoyang lead his men away ahead of time, and he was furious: "Where are you going?" He raised his hands.

Suddenly, the fire roared like a fire dragon and rushed towards the crowd. Liang Dou and Shao Liulei felt an intense heat and couldn't help but scream in alarm.

It turns out that Zujindian had already buried oil under the Buddhist temple. Just now, while slapping his head, he conducted the fire to the fuse, igniting the entire temple in one fell swoop, intending to bury the three villains in a sea of ​​fire!
But to everyone's surprise, Ren Shaoyang left after just one exchange, and not only that, he was able to escape with four "burdens," which made the Fire King grit his teeth in anger.

Therefore, Zu Jindian once again used his supernatural powers to control fire and set off, determined to burn several people to death.

As the rolling fire dragon surged in, it was initially just unbearably hot, but gradually became unbearably hot, like being forged in a furnace.

Liang Dou danced with excitement: "Brother Ren, my butt's about to get cooked!"

Shao, with tears streaming down his face, cried out, "Me too!"

The panda in Hongxiu's arms: "Waaah!"

Just then, Ding An, his face green, coughed and said, "Don't rush, watch me."

Upon hearing this, everyone focused their attention on his green face.

Ding An's eyes narrowed, and he was radiating heat, as if he had just stepped out of a steamer. As the heat spread, it gradually enveloped everyone.

"My mother!" Shao cried out in tears, "I...I want to be steamed!"

Liang Dou said, "I'll throw it!"

Whoosh! A fiery dragon flowed over everyone's feet, setting their shoes ablaze and filling the air with a burnt smell.

But at that very moment, everyone felt as if they had lost their weight, standing firmly on the fire dragon, flying wherever the fire dragon flew.

Like two positive magnets, they push each other and try to escape, but they just can't get them burning.

The ancestral hall below was stunned.

The five figures moved erratically, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes up, sometimes down, casting shadows beside the fire dragon and shifting unpredictably with the flow of heat.

Suddenly, a chilling voice came from behind Zu Jindian: "Azu, run!"

"Ghost King, I want to avenge Old Mo!" Zu Jindian insisted.

The cold voice said angrily, "Are you fucking stupid? Your fire magic is no match for Li Ding'an! He can use the hot air from the fire to drift with the current."

"This man is your nemesis!" the Ghost King roared. "If you don't run now, are you waiting for Ren Shaoyang to strike you dead with his sword?"

"Me!"

Zu Jindian was indignant but powerless to refute, and could only say resentfully, "Hmph, wait until Prime Minister Qin sends someone."

But before he could finish speaking, the Ghost King's exclamation rang out again: "Oh no!"

凔~
A black sword blade appeared in mid-air, and with a crack, a sound like a whip echoed through the air.

Zu Jindian exploded with a "bang," and blood and flesh flew everywhere in the darkness!
In an instant, the Ancestral Golden Hall was everywhere!

"Qin your mother, Qin!"

With a flash, Ren Shaoyang was already on the blood-soaked ground, cursing under his breath.

"Ah, ah~!"

The ghost king's eerie shriek rang out, darting left, right, forward, and backward—the kind of scream you'd heard in ghost stories when you were a child, the kind that you'd be warned not to look back when you heard. But he wasn't there to harm anyone; he was simply fleeing in a frenzy.

The will-o'-the-wisp flickered east and west.

Ren Shaoyang's eyes were like cold stars, flickering faintly. He glanced sideways and looked towards a certain place where the will-o'-the-wisp was drifting.

The eerie voice suddenly cried out in alarm, and abruptly split into two streams of yin fire, striking with lightning speed.

Ren Shaoyang flipped his right hand, and the Dragon Capture sword transformed into a five-foot-long sword, which flew past.

The sword light and the ghost fire collided.

"boom!"

Two fireballs exploded with a roar, like a meteor shower, hurtling towards Ren Shaoyang with lightning speed.

Ren Shaoyang didn't even raise his head. He flicked his sleeve, and suddenly a loud explosion was heard, shaking the surrounding area.

At this moment, the stars and moon were sparse, their light and shadows intermingling and reflecting each other. Flames flashed and scattered around Ren Shaoyang.

The shimmering, bluish light outlined his face, adding an eerie quality to his handsome features.

Just then, a soft sound was heard from the left, and a chilling wind, as if blowing from hell, swept in.

Ren Shaoyang didn't even look, and thrust his long sword out from under his armpit.

As the sword thrust out, the entire person seemed to transform into a wisp of smoke, vanishing into nothingness.

Brush~!

The sword light was stained with blood, and two fingers fell away.

The next moment, the Ghost King's scream rang out, like that of a night owl.

suddenly!

Ren Shaoyang's voice rang in the Ghost King's ears:

"caught you."

With a flick of his sleeves, the Ghost King sent out another ball of ghost fire.

Then he took another breath, and suddenly swayed his body, like a fish flicking its tail in a rapid current, swimming in another direction.

Even he himself was very satisfied with this lightness skill.

This swing changed direction three times, traveling a distance of fifteen zhang.

In terms of lightness skill alone, apart from the Three-Time Champion of the Frontier, Ghost King can definitely be called the strongest!
Just as he breathed a slight sigh of relief, a sword flashed brightly behind his head.

The Ghost King let out a miserable scream as one of his arms flew off his body.

Immediately following, with a soft hissing sound, severed limbs flew through the air, and blood, intestines, and entrails were scattered all over the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the Ghost King and the Fire King merged into one.

A hideous head rolled to the ground, its two eyes wide open.

Do not look down.

This is not finished.

Ren Shaoyang glanced sideways at the mountain forest, then suddenly leaped up, his body swaying backward like a willow in the wind. This movement was unsteady and strange, like a ghost.

In an instant, countless sword lights suddenly appeared in the forest.

The members of the Power Gang in the forest screamed in agony, and the figures were few and far between.

Suddenly, the sword flashed again, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, flying straight westward with a sound like thunder, startling and dazzling.

In an instant, trees fell and leaves fell, and cries of agony rose and fell, making one feel as if they were in a ghost town!
What a divine sword this is!

It was also a demonic sword.

Liang Dou was dazzled and horrified, feeling that if he faced Ren Shaoyang, he would probably be reduced to dust in just a few sword strikes.

the other side.

Shao, with tears streaming down his face, remained silent, strode up to Hongxiu, and stretched out his arm: "Here!"

Hongxiu raised a small eyebrow, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Not resisting anymore?"

Shao said with tears in his eyes, "You said you would only take blood and not kill me. I still trust you."

Hongxiu nodded, took a palm-sized red gourd from behind the panda cub, and laughed, "Heh, I'll let you go after I take your blood."

"Moreover," the little beggar continued, "not only will I let you go, but I'll also relieve you of the torment of your body being burned by yang energy."

"Okay!" Shao nodded with tears in his eyes.

Hongxiu frowned: "Aren't you going to thank me?"

"what?"

"What?!" Hongxiu stared at him. "Say thank you."

Shao Liu was stunned, tears streaming down his face: "Thank you, thank you!" His shoulder shrugged, and his waist collapsed.

It was as if all the energy and spirit of the person had been drained away.

Just then, the screams in the forest stopped, and all was quiet.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and Ren Shaoyang had already floated back, his expression complicated.

Liang Dou stepped forward and asked, "Brother Ren, what happened?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Shaoyang shook his head and laughed, "I just killed 'Divine Fist Demon' Sheng Jiangbei, 'Demon Monk' Master Xueying, and 'Quick Blade Demon' Du Jue. I also took the lives of the 'Five Sword Elders' of the Yangtze River waterway."

Liang Dou was shocked and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "You killed eight experts in just a few breaths?"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "There are also eighty-nine members from the two factions."

Liang Dou was already numb. He cupped his hands and said, "Brother Ren, your speed in killing is truly astounding!" He asked suspiciously, "Why did you look so strange when you came back?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly and said, "I just learned that Qin Hui sent people to Danxia Mountain to kill us, and I was just feeling a little emotional."

Liang Dou was startled: "What? Kill you all?" He realized what was happening, "Could it be that the authorities have already found out about your identity as the 'White-Clad Sword God'?"

"It doesn't matter anymore," Ren Shaoyang sighed. "Some people just walk into hell even though there's no gate for them."

(End of this chapter)