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Chapter 172 Insect Man
—Good lad, you've got potential!

Zhou You was laughing heartily on this side.

However, Lupin was still in a daze, staring blankly at his knife.

It was obvious that this little guy was killing a monster for the first time. Although his sword strikes were clean and swift, his mind was still not in the right state, so he didn't know what to do next.

After all... he's just a kid around ten years old.

However, this is still a pretty good performance.

—Speaking of which, what was I doing when I was around ten years old?

When talking about the naughty things he did in his childhood, Zhou You suddenly smiled and then shouted.

"Apprentice, to the left, use a fast sword!"

Upon hearing this, Lupin instinctively slashed to the side—

In the blink of an eye.

One of the insect's legs was immediately severed.

But just as he was about to give chase again, the short knife in his hand suddenly struck the hard shell.

Unlike the Duanxie sword in Zhou You's hand, this ordinary knife shattered immediately—but just as the insect monster was about to take this opportunity to counterattack, the Duanxie sword blade suddenly appeared from behind and pierced its throat in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Lu Ping, who seemed somewhat frightened after narrowly escaping death, Zhou You smiled, didn't linger, and turned to charge back—but just as he turned back, something was casually tossed to him.

Lupin raised his hand to catch it, then looked down.

It was a dagger that exuded a sinister aura, and traces of blood that had not yet dried could still be seen on it.

It was that bloodstained knife.

Then, someone's cheerful voice came from ahead.

"This thing is a gift from your master for self-defense. Although it's just a dagger, you can use it to practice the Sumeru Sword Technique, and it can even injure yourself to increase your speed. But be careful, you need to sprinkle some blood on it every two weeks, chicken blood, duck blood, pig blood, or even—"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared.

One of the insect monsters immediately split open, splattering foul-smelling blood all over the ground.

He has given the final answer through his own experience.

………………

In just a few minutes, nearly half of the dozen or so cockroaches were gone.

However, the man in purple robes just watched indifferently, picked up the black Buddha statue that had fallen from the sky, and began to chant sutras incessantly.

As he recited his hymns, the first monk nailed to the wall—the victim dressed as the Arhat Subduing the Tiger—suddenly opened his eyes wide in pain.

Immediately afterwards, a bloody gash appeared out of nowhere on his leg, tearing through his skin!
quickly.

It's the second and third points.
Each bloodstain was so deep that bone was visible, as if they had been ripped out alive by some ferocious beast.

Then, the wounds gradually moved upwards, and the monk's expression became increasingly tragic. Just as they reached his head, his face suddenly turned red—and then, his entire head was forcefully ripped off.

At the wound, only sharp teeth marks could be seen.

The Arhat who subdued the tiger was ultimately killed by the tiger.

Then came the second one.

The wrathful Vajra's face was now filled with pleading and despair. Countless ghostly hands clung to his body, devouring flesh and blood wherever they touched, leaving only skin that resembled withered wood. Finally, amidst countless sinister laughs, his pale brain and spine were forcibly ripped out from his utterly distorted face.

The Vajra that suppressed the ghost was ultimately killed by the ghost.

A few minutes later, it was still the lecture hall.

Just as the cockroaches were about to be eradicated, the final sacrifice was made.

The monk was covered in worms, various venoms constantly being injected into his body. Despite the excruciating pain, he couldn't find relief, only able to desperately open his mouth and let out silent screams. At that moment, Zhou You had chopped off the last cockroach's legs, and Lu Ping was about to crawl into his arms, intending to deliver the final blow, when suddenly the purple-robed man's chanting became clear.

“.Gate Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha.

The insect monster and the monk suddenly bulged up together—

Zhou You frowned, then grabbed Lu Ping by the collar and quickly retreated.

The next moment, both of them exploded at the same time.

Amidst the rain of bodily fluids and blood, the purple-robed man's arrogant laughter echoed.

"The Dharma Realm is complete, let's see where you can run now!!!"

Zhou You looked up.

In the blink of an eye.

The lecture hall has changed its appearance.

— Countless pupae were scattered everywhere, with deep blue veins connecting them. Between the pillars, on the beams, and even in the ground, all kinds of insects crawled everywhere, densely packed and rustling, yet seemingly endless.

It could scare a whole bunch of people with trypophobia to death.
Zhou You grabbed Lu Ping by the collar and, ignoring his struggles, threw him back into the crowd. He then unleashed a burst of malevolent energy, blocking the view and protecting those who were being devoured by the insects.

Then, addressing the little guy who still wanted to help, he casually said...

"Don't get involved in what happens after that. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take care of you—and your apprentices, your uncle and the others are still being made into clay puppets. You should at least protect them first, shouldn't you?"

Seeing that Lu Ping finally didn't want to charge out again, Zhou You raised his sword and smiled at the man in purple robes.

"Now that everything is done, can we face off as kings?"

The man in purple robes was taken aback.

Why does this guy seem so indifferent to the descent of the Bodhisattva?

But then he gave a cold laugh.

There may be something fishy going on, but now that the molted insect realm is complete and Kurukulla is about to descend into the world, even if there are any problems, they can be wiped out with a single blow.

In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are insignificant!
"You still think you can fight your way out? Don't dream, Buddha—"

however.

Before he could finish speaking, the sword had already arrived!
The man in purple robes was momentarily speechless.

—No, you were able to listen to the whole thing just now, why are you not following the script now!

But he was, after all, a master of a sect, and upon seeing the sword light, he formed a hand seal.

The two egg cases beside them immediately burst open, and a pair of deformed hands covered in chitinous material emerged from them—

But with a flash of sword light, the two things were severed in the middle.

The man in purple robes was completely taken aback.

—Was he hiding his true abilities just now?
The second idea is...

—How did that bastard Liao Chen even gather intelligence? Is this what they call: not very strong, just possessing a sword brimming with murderous aura?!
The sword light grew faster and faster, becoming beyond the reach of the eye. The man in purple robes had no choice but to grit his teeth and slam his fist on the ground.

The countless wriggling venomous insects transformed into a wall, finally blocking the cold sword at the last moment. Then, he made a hand seal and pointed downwards.

The swarm of insects mixed with the flesh and blood from the ground, transforming in mid-air into a long, stench-filled blade.

At this moment, the sword's edge had broken through the wall's barrier and collided with the blade!
Though silent, the malevolent energy and yin energy exploded together, forcing both of them back several steps.

At the same time, the hood of the purple-robed blade was also blown open by the strong wind, revealing a face underneath.
No, how could I possibly have the face?
There was only a decaying skull, crawling with worms.

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