Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

Oh, this?!

No one expected that the old woman was actually the senior brother of the evil monk's wife.

Should they continue kneeling, or get up and fight this evil monk to the death?

Everyone looked at Boss Wu...

Boss Wu was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

Just as everyone was in a dilemma, a man in a long robe stepped forward.

It was Zhuo Bufan, who had previously questioned Chen Mo's ruthlessness.

"So you, you wicked monk, have such a connection with that old hag."

His gaze was fixed on Chen Mo. "That's perfect! I, Zhuo Bufan, have disliked you for a long time!"

He slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Such a simple action caused the surrounding air to freeze suddenly.

A fierce sword intent shot into the sky in an instant!

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. So this person was the so-called 'Sword God' Zhuo Bufan.

This person's life story is quite legendary; in a typical martial arts world, he would probably be the protagonist.

Twenty years ago, Zhuo Bufan's Yi Zi Hui Jian Sect was wiped out by Tong Lao because it refused to submit to Lingjiu Palace.

He happened to be away from Fujian at the time, making him the sole survivor of the sect.

To escape the pursuit of Lingjiu Palace and to seek revenge in the future, they fled to the depths of Changbai Mountain and went into hiding.

Later, in Changbai Mountain, he unexpectedly discovered a sword manual left behind by his predecessor.

Zhuo Bufan devoted himself to rigorous training for many years, and finally mastered the art of swordsmanship.

After leaving the mountain, he successively killed several well-known masters in Hebei.

From then on, he became increasingly arrogant and even proclaimed himself the 'Sword God'!

His purpose in this trip was, firstly, to avenge the massacre of his sect.

Secondly, they wanted to seize the antidote to the Life and Death Talisman in order to control the Thirty-Six Caves, Seventy-Two Islands, and others.

"Monster!"

Zhuo Bufan said coldly, "Since Tianshan Tonglao is your senior uncle, I will kill you first today, and then go and settle accounts with that old hag!"

"It will also let the world know that I, 'Sword God' Zhuo Bufan, am not just a name without substance!"

He knew that Chen Mo was infamous, and if he could kill him in public, he could not only establish his reputation as the "Sword God," but also intimidate the lords of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands.

Once the Child Granny is killed and the antidote for the Life and Death Talisman is obtained, it will be easier to control these people.

Thinking of this, his killing intent intensified, and the sword energy around him became even more ferocious, as if it could even cut through the light of the campfire.

No sooner had he finished speaking than his hand on the hilt of his sword suddenly jerked.

Clang—!

The longsword was drawn half an inch from its sheath, and the clear, melodious sound of the sword echoed through the valley. The cold sword light illuminated Zhuo Bufan's cold face and also brightened the excited eyes of the people around him!

Boss Wu was overjoyed; it was truly a case of "after the darkest hour comes the dawn"!

Zhuo Bufan can call himself the 'Sword God,' so his cultivation level must be quite high.

If he could fight this demonic monk to a standstill, that would be even better!

Chapter 98 Gods and Ghosts Repel

A sharp and incomparable sword intent, seemingly capable of tearing the night apart, suddenly erupted from the center of Zhuo Bufan!

Under the suppression of this sword intent, the flames of the campfire suddenly shrank by half, and the light became flickering.

Those who were closer felt a stinging pain on their faces, as if countless fine sword energies were flashing past, and instinctively retreated.

The joy in Wu Laoda and the others' eyes deepened; this 'Sword God' truly lived up to his name!

"You wicked monk, you should be proud to die by my sword!"

Zhuo Bufan said in a cold voice.

The longsword suddenly transformed into a cold light that tore through space, piercing straight into Chen Mo's heart!

This sword strike was incredibly fast!

There are no complicated variations, only the ultimate combination of speed and power.

He was confident that few people in the world could withstand his sword strike.

Wu Laoda and the others almost cried out; they seemed to be able to foresee the scene of Chen Mo being pierced through the chest by this sword.

Chen Mo chuckled softly, then clapped his hands together, shouting, "Great Kasyapa Qi Shield!"

hum! !

An invisible aura appeared three feet around him.

Zhuo Bufan's incomparably sharp sword pierced fiercely into the invisible energy shield!

Bang! !

The anticipated scene of blood splattering did not occur.

All the onlookers saw was that the tip of Zhuo Bufan's longsword stopped abruptly three feet away from Chen Mo, unable to advance any further.

The sword bent into an astonishing arc due to the enormous force, emitting a creaking sound as it struggled under the weight.

what? !

Zhuo Bufan's pupils shrank sharply, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

His sword strike was a culmination of his life's work, and he was confident it could pierce through everything in the world.

But now, it's been blocked so casually by the other party?!

"I do not believe!"

A hint of madness flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, and his internal energy surged.

He roared, his sword trembled, and he tried to force his way through with even more violent sword energy!

But the invisible protective barrier remained completely still, only causing a slight ripple on its surface.

Chen Mo looked at the sword tip in front of him, and at Zhuo Bufan's face, which was flushed red from exerting all his strength.

Is that all?

He spoke softly, a hint of disappointment in his voice, "Your so-called 'Sword God' title is a bit exaggerated!"

"you!"

Zhuo Bufan was filled with shame and anger, and shouted, "You demonic monk, don't be too smug, I still have a trump card!"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly made a strange sword gesture with his left hand.

The remaining sword energy around him did not dissipate; instead, it collapsed and condensed inward in a strange way.

Boom!!

A faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

His face turned purplish-red, clearly indicating that he was forcibly activating some kind of extremely energy-consuming secret technique.

"Sword Manual - Gods and demons tremble!"

With a hoarse, sharp shout from Zhuo Bufan, the sword energy, which had collapsed to its limit, exploded violently.

Instead of exploding outwards, it transformed into hundreds of thin, thread-like sword beams.

They attacked Chen Mo from all directions and angles with a thunderous roar.

Upon seeing this, Wu Laoda and the others' hearts, which had just settled down, jumped again.

I never expected that Zhuo Bufan would have such a powerful trump card.

Kill that evil monk!

Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly as he looked at the overwhelming sword light and muttered to himself, "Interesting."

As he spoke, the "Dragon Elephant Nirvana Sutra" technique within his body began to operate with a roar.

"Roar--!!!"

"hold head high--!!!"

The roar of dragons and the howl of elephants suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

That was not just a sound; it seemed to contain supreme Buddhist power, an immense pressure that suppressed everything!

A colossal dragon-elephant, half-illusory and half-real, coiled around a phantom image, suddenly appeared behind Chen Mo!

Elephants tread the earth, dragons coil in the sky, exuding an ancient and domineering aura that makes one's soul tremble!

The moment the phantom appeared, a terrifying pressure swept through the entire valley like a tangible tsunami!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Those cave lords and island lords who were slightly weaker didn't even have time to utter a sound before their legs went weak and they were forced to the ground by this oppressive force.

Even those with higher cultivation levels, such as Elder Wu and Cave Master An, had pale faces, their blood and qi churning within them, and they barely managed to stand firm by exerting all their strength.

Their gazes as they looked up at the phantom of the dragon and elephant were filled with horror.

What... what kind of martial art is this?!

The mere pressure alone made it so difficult for these powerful and influential figures, who usually dominated their regions, to even stand firm.

Zhuo Bufan was the first to be affected, as his aura was already unstable due to activating the secret technique.

Overwhelmed by the dragon-elephant's imposing aura, he coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "pfft".

The hundreds and thousands of sword beams were like fireflies compared to the bright moon in the face of this majestic dragon and elephant aura.