All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless." The Gara tree's deep, muffled voice was devoid of joy or sorrow.

He unleashed all his remaining power, releasing a fierce Vajra form, though the form itself was not very solid.

"Take this!" Kou Yangzhou unleashed a powerful slash, and in an instant, a deluge of sword light surged toward the wrathful Vajra like a tidal wave.

The old scoundrel took longer to defeat Ji Xuan than Asuluo killed Hei Lian, which made the old scoundrel's face burn with embarrassment.

Just then, the Gara Tree released its Dharma Form, and now it's time to prove its strength.

The fierce-looking Vajra, towering over ten zhang tall, stood upright on the battlefield, chanting Buddhist mantras, terrifying the soldiers on both sides.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle...

The old scoundrel's sword energy continuously slashed at the Dharma Image. After dozens of sword energies passed by, a crack actually appeared on the Dharma Image's body!

Kou Yangzhou was overjoyed. A few months ago, he had his brain knocked out by this very same statue at the Jianzhou Martial Arts Alliance headquarters.

At that time, the wrathful Vajra form was created using a drop of blood from the Gara tree.

The wrathful Vajra form before them was actually released by the Gara Tree itself, and it was this very form that Kou Yangzhou managed to injure.

"Garuda tree bald donkey! You're at your last gasp! Leave your life behind!" Kou Yangzhou roared, unleashing the full power of a second-rank martial artist.

Asura pinched the fiery halo behind his head, releasing the ferocious Asura power within him. His entire body radiated a crimson light, while his skin turned pitch black.

At this moment, Asura displayed the ferocity of the Asura race to the fullest, like a demon god descending to earth.

The black figure, radiating a bloody light, gripped a halo of flames and, like a rapidly approaching cannonball, slammed heavily into the gaping wound of the angry, golden-eyed Dharma image.

The gash that had just been cleaved open by the old scoundrel exploded rapidly after Asura's attack, and cracks began to spread throughout his body.

Asura, like a black nail, pierced deeply into the chest of the wrathful, golden-faced Buddha!

Click, click, click...

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers, the once invincible and magnificent Dharma image began to crumble little by little.

For the night watchman from the capital, this scene was all too familiar. The last time the wrathful Vajra was displayed, it was shattered by Li Chang'an in the capital!

Seeing the Dharma image shatter into pieces, Kou Yangzhou laughed wildly and pounced on the Gara tree.

The fact that the Dharma Form was so easily shattered shows once again that the Gara Tree no longer has much divine power, and now is the best time to kill it.

The prospect of slaying a first-rank Bodhisattva is incredibly appealing to an unruly martial artist.

"I'm going to go down in history!" Kou Yangzhou roared, his long sword already unleashing a blade of energy several feet long.

A deep chasm was carved into the ground by the blade's edge, stretching towards where the Gara Tree stood until the blade's edge sliced ​​through the tree's body.

Click!

Another crisp sound rang out, but the Gara tree remained motionless, letting the blade's edge pierce through it.

However, he did not shed a single drop of blood; his motionless golden body shattered like glass with a single blow.

Kou Yangzhou stood frozen in mid-air, cursing angrily, "It's fake! The bald monk from the Garuda Tree has run away!"

Asuro regained his normal human appearance, clasped his hands together, and said, "This is just an avatar. It seems he has given up on Xu Pingfeng as well."

Kou Yangzhou nodded silently. The Garuda tree had lived for so long; it must cherish its life more than he did.

Li Chang'an could easily kill a fully-powered Salun Agu and a weakened Bodhisattva.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Even after returning to Aranda, there are still three Bodhisattvas. The day of Buddha's revival is not far off, and there is still hope.

Staying within the territory of Dafeng would only be courting death.

High in the sky elsewhere, Xu Pingfeng stood on a huge armor disc with a diameter of one mile, on which complex spiritual runes appeared.

In the center of the array, flame storms, flying sand, and other elemental spells continuously spewed out, making it the warlock's strongest attack method.

Although it originated from wizarding magic, it has its own unique characteristics. The power of the magic within the array is multiplied many times over, and even the relationships of mutual generation and restraint were determined by him.

"Li Chang'an, no matter if you cultivate both martial arts and Taoist arts, you have no choice but to stay within my formation!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Xu Pingfeng's mouth, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, though a fleeting pessimism remained.

Since Li Chang'an has come here, he will definitely kill him at all costs, and Xu Pingfeng is very clear about this.

However, due to the warlock's usual air of superiority and confidence, they may not be good at fighting, but they are never short of ways to protect themselves.

Even if he couldn't beat Li Chang'an, it would still be very difficult for Li Chang'an to kill a second-rank sorcerer.

Li Chang'an hovered above the formation and activated the "Group" secret technique. The distribution of power and the formation patterns in the Dunjia disc were all clearly visible to him.

The incredibly complex sorcerer's formation was completely transparent to Li Chang'an.

Li Chang'an moved freely within the formation, his feet treading on the secret of the "Xing" character. The continuous stream of spells could not even touch the hem of his clothes.

Li Chang'an, his robes fluttering, appeared lightly on the huge array plate, as if strolling in his own backyard.

"Xu Pingfeng, have you noticed that your strength is weakening?"

Li Chang'an's nonchalant remark was met with a cold laugh from Xu Pingfeng, who didn't take it seriously. "You think you can take my life?"

Xu Pingfeng thought that Li Chang'an meant that his injuries were getting worse and worse, so his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

However, Li Chang'an's lips twitched slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Li Chang'an's calmness and unwavering belief sent a chill down Xu Pingfeng's spine.

As a second-rank sorcerer, he carefully sensed the power within his body and found that it was indeed slowly dissipating.

A sorcerer's cultivation lies in their primordial spirit, but a second-rank sorcerer's power is closely related to their fortune. His power is dissipating, which means…

Yunzhou!

Something's happened in Yunzhou! Ji Xiao is in trouble!

The emperor he supported encountered trouble, and the capital was attacked, which is why his luck waned!

Thinking of this, Xu Pingfeng, who was usually calm and composed, was covered in sweat.

Seeing his reaction, Li Chang'an said softly, "Grandson, your house has been raided."

Sure enough!

Xu Pingfeng's face turned deathly pale, the same color as his pristine white robe, and the light in his eyes was gradually replaced by terror and despair.

If everything is alright in Yunzhou, he can recover quickly once he returns there.

More importantly, he is invincible in his own domain of refinement. As long as he can return to Yunzhou, Li Chang'an will be unable to enter Yunzhou to kill him.

Just like not long ago, the supervisor could only wait outside Yunzhou for Xu Pingfeng to come out.

However, if Yunzhou is completely destroyed, it means his death is truly imminent!

If he weren't facing Li Chang'an right now, he could easily annihilate the invading enemy if he quickly sent a telegram back to Yunzhou.

As long as it's within his domain, Li Chang'an, Luo Yuheng, Heng Yuan, Kou Yangzhou, Asuluo, and others are no match for him!

However, he is currently entangled with Li Chang'an and unable to return to Yunzhou. He can only watch as Yunzhou is occupied and he slowly weakens.

Xu Pingfeng, who was already invincible upon returning to Yunzhou, now faced two seemingly hopeless paths.

He wanted to go back to Yunzhou, but Li Chang'an was keeping him occupied, so he couldn't go back.

If they don't return to Yunzhou and can't defeat Li Chang'an, they are doomed.

Being stubborn will only lead to being blocked in both ends.

Xu Pingfeng's magic began to become even more ferocious. The sky was dyed red by raging fire, and storms blotted out the sun. This was the last stubbornness of a second-rank sorcerer.

However, no matter how much he intensified his attacks, Li Chang'an remained unharmed.

Although the entire formation was rapidly moving towards Yunzhou under Xu Pingfeng's control, the distance between Li Chang'an and Xu Pingfeng was still shrinking at a rapid pace.

Xu Pingfeng knew very well that if a second-rank martial artist got close to him, he would only end up being torn to pieces.

More than a year ago, in Yunzhou, he was almost caught up by Li Chang'an.

But that time, he was backed by the powerful Qianlong City, which he could enter at any time and even turn against Li Chang'an, killing him in Yunzhou.

However, it doesn't work anymore.

"You, you don't come any closer!" Xu Pingfeng roared desperately, his unfathomable sorcerer demeanor completely gone.

His voice trembled slightly, filled with desperate frustration.

The next moment, Li Chang'an was only a few dozen feet away from him, a distance that was far too dangerous for a second-rank martial artist.

As expected, Li Chang'an had already casually summoned the Zhenguo Sword, and a golden light shot towards Xu Pingfeng's face.

"Today, we will rid the Great Lord of a scourge!"

Li Chang'an's voice resounded through the sky. Xu Pingfeng hurriedly formed hand seals and activated the teleportation array, which traveled dozens of miles away!

However, just as he finished teleporting from the void, Li Chang'an immediately arrived, stepping into the void, using the "Travel" secret technique!

"Teleportation is prohibited here!" His words became law, and Xu Pingfeng's eyes turned bloodshot as blood flowed from his mouth.

In his anger and frustration, his injuries worsened!

Despair flashed across Xu Pingfeng's eyes, but a sudden glint of ruthlessness followed.

The white-robed sorcerer mobilized the power of heaven and earth, chanting incantations as his face gradually became blurred, as if a layer of white mist was obscuring him.

His figure suddenly became somewhat blurry, as if he did not belong to this world.