Before Kumārajīva could think any further, in the distance, Dongfang Bubai's body stiffened for a moment.

Upon realizing this, Kumārajīva's expression tightened, and both hands transformed into hand blades, slashing out rapidly and unleashing streaks of fiery blade energy nearly half a zhang long in the air.

Faced with the sword energy that was rushing towards him from the air, Dongfang Bubai seemed to be in another space. With a flicker of his figure, he completely dispersed the sword energy and continued to approach Kumārajīva at a leisurely pace.

Upon witnessing this scene, Kumārajīva was instantly covered in cold sweat.

While shifting his body backward and struggling to deal with Dongfang Bubai in front of him with his flaming blade, he shouted in a low voice, "What are you all standing there for? Attack!"

Upon hearing Kumārajīva's voice, the Golden Wheel Monk, who had been momentarily stunned by Dongfang Bubai's speed, quickly regained his senses.

Then, as the true energy circulated downwards, the wide robe on his body moved without wind, and five golden wheels emerged from within the robe, hovering behind the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Driven by their true energy, the five golden wheels spun rapidly and flew towards Dongfang Bubai.

At the same time, the Golden Wheel Monk moved swiftly, following the flying golden wheels as he rushed towards Dongfang Bubai.

Sensing the commotion beside him, Dongfang Bubai didn't even look. While his right hand continued to attack Kumārajīva, five sword energies burst forth from the five fingers of his left hand.

It is precisely the "Innate Formless Sword Finger".

However, just as the five sword energies struck the golden wheels and sent them flying, several more sword energies shot out and rushed straight at the face of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Sensing the sound of air being torn apart, the Golden Wheel Monk was greatly alarmed. With his true energy, he pulled back the five golden wheels that had just been knocked away by Dongfang Bubai, and they regrouped to form a shield wall.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"

In an instant, five loud sounds echoed, resembling the tolling of bells in a temple.

Although Dongfang Bubai's five sword energies were blocked, Jinlun Fawang couldn't help but retreat half a zhang. Only when he stomped down hard with one foot, his ankle sinking into the ground, did his body stabilize.

But when he looked at Dongfang Bubai, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"Sword intent?"

Within the martial arts sword energy unleashed by Dongfang Bubai, the Golden Wheel Monk clearly sensed a special sharpness contained within, which amplified the power of the five sword energies several times over.

With the knowledge of the Golden Wheel Monk, how could he not recognize that the sharpness was clearly sword intent?

Before he could think any further, seeing that Kumārajīva was exhausted and about to be overwhelmed, the Golden Wheel Monk quickly mobilized his true energy.

"boom!"

However, just as the Golden Wheel Monk was preparing to continue helping, a tremor suddenly appeared in the air.

Amidst this turmoil, Dongfang Bubai, who had been making the attack earlier, seemed to sense something and stopped attacking Kumārajīva, turning his gaze to the southeast.

Noticing Dongfang Bubai's unusual behavior, everyone present looked in the direction he was facing.

Then, in everyone's sight, a figure quickly broke through the air in the distance and landed on the open ground.

The newcomer appeared to be in his thirties. His purple-red and gold-embroidered robes were spotless, and he wore a long silver cloak that reached the ground. He had an almost sinisterly handsome appearance, with long, shiny black hair parted in the middle, giving him an unruly air.

What's most peculiar is that when their gaze fell upon this man, both the Wudang disciples and the Southern Shaolin monks felt a chill run down their spines.

The moment his gaze fell upon the man, Dongfang Bubai's expression became unusually solemn.

"Late stage of Grandmaster realm!"

The moment the man's feet touched the ground, Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk, who had been being overwhelmed by Dongfang Bubai, moved to the man's front and respectfully said, "Greetings, Imperial Preceptor."

Upon hearing the voices of Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Dharma King, everyone present changed their expressions drastically, and gasps of astonishment rose and fell.

In the previous conversation between Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk and Dongfang Bubai, how could those present not know that Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk belonged to the Great Yuan Kingdom?

Looking across the entire Great Yuan Kingdom, only the magicians of the Magician Palace throughout the ages have been able to sit in the position of Great Yuan National Preceptor.

Naturally, given the titles used by Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Dharma King at this moment, the identity of this suddenly appearing man is quite obvious.

The Demon Master's Palace, Pang Ban.

At the same time, Chu Qinghe, who was standing to the side, looked at Pang Ban who had suddenly appeared in the distance. Chu Qinghe frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"The most troublesome situation has still occurred!"

As early as when he discovered that the battle of the six major sects besieging Bright Peak involved setting a trap for Dongfang Bubai, Chu Qinghe had already considered the worst-case scenario.

But things just took a turn for the worst.

Chu Qinghe's gaze fell on Pang Ban.

After his gaze lingered on Pang Ban's face for a few moments, Chu Qinghe slowly turned his head and glanced at Zhao Min beside him.

"Fortunately, the situation isn't too bad."

After muttering to himself, Chu Qinghe slowly raised his hand to sense the wind direction.

A moment later, unnoticed by anyone, Chu Qinghe, standing atop the hill, was fanning himself with his folding fan at a slightly faster pace than before.

After Kumārajīva and the Golden Wheel Monk stepped aside, Pang Ban turned his gaze to Dongfang Bubai on the opposite side.

After pausing for a few moments, Pang Ban said slowly, "No wonder that group of people took the initiative to come up to me and asked me to deal with you as well. A Grandmaster-level martial artist of that age is indeed a threat."

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