Chapter 881 Evil Buddha
"Shua!"
As if appearing from nothingness, the sword light came without any warning and without any sound.
But the old beggar and the young man knew exactly who did it.
"Godfather!"
With a subconscious scream, the young man's eyes instantly showed a look of deep astonishment.
After all, the old beggar was still threatening a second ago that "Wei Changtian didn't dare to take action because he was afraid of him", but before he could finish his words, the latter slapped him in the face with actual actions.
Wei Changtian did not escape! He had been hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to attack! In a flash, the young man could do nothing but watch the sword light rushing towards the old beggar.
But he wasn't actually worried that anything would happen to the latter.
Although Wei Changtian is indeed ruthless and does things unconventionally, he is hard to guard against.
But the gap in strength will not change because of this.
Since the young man called the old beggar "godfather", he naturally knew the latter's background very well and knew how terrifying his strength was.
Yes, Wei Changtian is not bad either.
But in the young man's opinion, his adoptive father didn't even have to use his full strength to block the sword.
Therefore, the shock in his eyes soon faded away, and was replaced by a hint of excitement.
In any case, it has been a long time since anyone dared to attack my godfather. After all, no one would seek death.
But now Wei Changtian was trying to "fight a rock with an egg", and he didn't know what means his foster father would use to deal with it . With half excitement and half anticipation, the young man watched the sword light fly across a distance of more than ten feet, and in the blink of an eye it had arrived in front of the old beggar.
The latter's expression was indeed very calm, with even a hint of disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Is this the magical power that allowed you to kill a second-rank realm with a sixth-rank realm?"
The old beggar seemed to raise his eyes to look at the direction where the sword light appeared, and he muttered to himself, and at the same time, a dazzling blood-red light suddenly burst out from his body.
As the red light suddenly appeared, the shadow of a two-person-tall Buddha statue slowly condensed, completely covering the old beggar in an instant.
The Buddha's eyes are bloodshot, his hands are in a Dharma seal, and he is wearing a blood-red robe. If the Buddha statues enshrined in Buddhist temples are mostly solemn and dignified, then this Buddha statue is like an evil Buddha, revealing hideousness and blood all over its body.
There was clearly no blood, but it looked as if it had just emerged from a pool of blood, and one would be frightened to death at the mere sight of it.
For example, the people around who saw this scene were all trembling and standing there in a daze. For a moment, the huge fear even overwhelmed the instinct to survive.
Buddha and the devil, these two things that should have nothing to do with each other, even be incompatible, have now become "one". Such a "contrast" instantly breaks down their psychological defenses.
However, the old beggar was not interested in the reactions of these people at all. He just raised his right hand slightly with the bloody Buddha statue and said, "Haha, you can kill the second-grade with one move, but it's just because they are too weak."
"go!"
Along with the last sentence that could be described as arrogant, the Buddha's hand surrounded by gold and red slowly pushed forward and happened to collide with the seemingly ordinary white sword light.
A sword appeared from the void, and a palm came from the evil Buddha's Dharma image. This seemed to be a fight that was destined to "destroy the world."
Even the young man standing behind the old beggar had guessed what would happen next.
Three breaths.
In his opinion, Wei Changtian's sword could only withstand three breaths at most, and then it would collapse.
Of course the young man knew that Wei Changtian possessed a magical power that could kill a second-grade cultivator when he was only a sixth-grade cultivator, and he had also heard of the latter's various "feats".
But the world is so big, and Wei Changtian is not the only one who can do something incredible like "killing a second-grade player with one move".
Just as the old beggar said just now.
Sometimes it’s not that you are strong, it’s just that your opponent is too weak. “Swish!”
Just like that, amid countless confident, excited, or dull gazes, the sword and the palm finally collided in mid-air.
But what happened next was completely different from what the young man had expected.
“.”
There was no earth-shaking roar, no earth-shaking and cloud-shaking air waves, and no dazzling light.
There was nothing, just a crack like a sharp knife cutting through cloth.
The white sword light cut through the Buddha's palm without any hindrance, and then gently landed on the chest of the old beggar, whose eyes suddenly widened.
It was not until this moment that the loud noise that should have appeared long ago resounded through the night sky.
"boom!!!!"
“.”
A quarter of an hour later.
When Wei Changtian returned to the inn as usual, no one noticed him as the guests gathered in the front hall and talked.
Everyone was discussing with nervousness, fear, or anxiety the palm that ran across the restaurant, the terrifying evil Buddha, and the sword energy that chopped the evil Buddha into pieces.
But no one knew that all this was caused by this handsome young man.
"Squeak~"
I pushed open the door and saw a little bit of light left in the candle that I had deliberately left on when I left.
Wei Changtian walked forward and adjusted the wick, then sat down at the table, silently recalling what happened after the sword.
There is no doubt that the old beggar had life-saving items on him, so the "divine strike" did not take his life.
Wei Changtian was not surprised by this, but the escape method used by the former in the end was the escape technique.
There will be no mistake.
Including the Son of Heaven, he also escaped using the escape technique.
As someone who also masters the art of escape, although Wei Changtian seldom uses this rather useless magical power, he can sense the fluctuations of true Qi when the art of escape is performed.
So, this old beggar is from Baidian?
Shaking his head, Wei Changtian did not make a judgment easily.
Although the escape technique and the Falling Sky Sword are both unique skills of the Bai Palace, the reason why he knows them was because of what Old Zhang taught him.
However, this does not necessarily mean that the old beggar is from the White Palace. It is also possible that he was just like himself and learned it from someone in the White Palace.
No matter what, Wei Changtian felt that he might have to find an opportunity to visit the White Palace in the future.
But it doesn't matter right now.
What is really important is that he has figured out the most critical issue through this sneak attack.
That’s right, the reason why Wei Changtian took action just now was not to kill anyone.
He just wanted to confirm whether the old beggar was the third time traveler.
After all, according to his and Xu Suisui’s situation, they must have brought the system with them after traveling through time, and they must know about “divine strike”.
According to the system's description, a divine strike is a "lethal attack" and all defenses are useless unless you encounter a life-saving item that also has an "absolute effect".
Therefore, if the old beggar knew about the existence of Divine Strike, he would not have reacted so arrogantly at that time.
It is estimated that he previously just thought that he had mastered a special magical power with extremely powerful power.
In this case, he is undoubtedly not a time traveler.
"call"
After reaching this conclusion, Wei Changtian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as they are not systematic time travelers, no matter how powerful the natives of this world are, they will not pose much of a threat to oneself.
But we cannot be careless now, after all, there are still many questions that have not been answered.
For example, how did that old beggar know the information about the Sons of Heaven? (End of this chapter)
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