Chapter 410 So Deep
It was night, the sky was clear and the moon was bright in the sky.
Inside Feitian Gate.
But suddenly a flash of blood splashed up, shattering the silent night.
"ah!"
A scream.
The middle-aged man in a tiger-skin robe struggled to rise into the air, but found himself blocked by an invisible restriction in mid-air. Even with his cultivation level at the level of Zhan Sui (a form of destruction), he was unable to break through it. There was a loud bang, and ripples were felt all around.
"Second brother, third brother, you have been planning to usurp the throne for a long time. Have you ever thought that you will violate the oath we swore in front of the spirits of our ancestors?"
The man turned around and roared, "Back then, the four of us killed a chicken and drank blood to become brothers. We didn't ask to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day. Now you want to kill me. What's the reason?"
"Hahaha……"
Two sarcastic laughs came from the other side.
"Brother, this is indeed not our fault. We swore an oath to our ancestors back then, but now we have changed the gods' protection, so the oath we made back then is naturally not valid."
A tall, handsome, pale-faced scholar was floating in the air opposite him, with a feminine yet chilling smile.
Beside him, a tall man with a muscular build also appeared. He looked somewhat similar to the man in the tiger robe, but he was standing opposite him.
"Third brother!"
The tiger-robed man really looked at him, and said with both sorrow and anger: "It's okay that the second brother has evil intentions, but you are my brother. I am the eldest son and you are the concubine. I like your character and have never cared about hierarchy. I always take you with me to venture into the world. Now you are actually following him to rebel against me. Have you been blinded by greed?"
"Brother..." A trace of hesitation flashed across the tall man's brow, but it was quickly wiped out. "This is the will of the Bodhisattva, we can only obey."
When he said this, his expression was reverent and pious.
"Bodhisattva?" The tiger-robed man was stunned for a moment, then he revealed a look of realization, "Could it be the Golden Bodhisattva of the Yanyue Sect? No wonder, I was wondering who had set up this golden light restriction, it turned out to be the work of the Golden Bodhisattva."
"I heard that he is good at bewitching people, but...what kind of means could make you two disregard your brotherhood and kill Old Four so murderously!"
"Brother, as long as you stop resisting and surrender yourself, and follow us to see the Bodhisattva, maybe he will forgive your disrespect. In the future, you will also have a share in the Northern Buddhist Kingdom." The white-faced scholar said softly.
"Haha, the Buddhist country in the north..." The tiger-robed man sneered when he heard this, "He's dreaming! When will it be the turn of the evil sects in the north to speak loudly?"
After saying that, he raised his hands, pointed his fingers in the air, and shouted, "Tiger Roar!"
With the finger gestures and the seals, a huge tiger head appeared out of thin air. The tiger head had its eyes closed at first. As his true energy was injected, it suddenly opened its eyes, and divine light burst out from its eyes.
Let out a thunderous roar.
“Ah——”
Tiger roars in the night sky!
This man was none other than Lin Husheng, the famous leader of the Feitian Sect in the north, known as the "Northern Tiger". It was said that he was born ugly and was abandoned in the mountains and forests. By chance, a tiger demon saw him. The tiger demon was seriously injured and his life was coming to an end. Not only did it not hurt him, but it fed its own demon pill to the little baby.
He was also blessed by nature. Not only was he not attacked by the surging power of the demon pill, but he also possessed a tiger spirit, making him invincible. He was also grateful, so he named himself "Lin Husheng".
Of course, this tiger spirit also has its drawbacks, that is, his current cultivation level may have reached the peak of the tiger demon back then, and it is difficult to make any further progress. Therefore, there are rumors in the martial arts world that the second in command of Feitian Sect has actually surpassed the sect master in cultivation level.
Now is the time to verify it!
This tiger roar has become his famous skill. The violent sound waves almost formed substantial ripples, spreading out and even causing the moonlight to sway.
The earth is shaking!
But the pale-faced scholar did not use his magical powers to fight him. Instead, he gently raised a bell and threw it into the air.
After the bell left his hand, it spun around so fast that it was almost impossible to see its movements. At the same time, it swelled up in the wind and became extremely huge! Boom—
In an instant, the bell turned into a huge golden bell.
The ripples of the tiger's roar spread to the bell, and the golden bell vibrated, and in an instant it absorbed all the roaring sound waves.
"What?" Lin Husheng was surprised and had no time to do anything.
The pale-faced scholar raised his two fingers again, and the golden bell turned with a bang, making a deafening buzzing sound! This buzzing sound was directed at Lin Husheng alone!
Bang! An invisible column of sound waves blasted over, pouring into the tiger's mouth that had not yet closed, and fiercely penetrated in!
boom--
The tiger's mouth suddenly opened wide, almost unable to bear it. When the sound waves continued to enter, it could no longer withstand it and shattered! "Puff——"
Lin Husheng's tiger spirit was broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out into the sky, almost turning into a bloody rain.
His entire body broke down immediately and fell from mid-air.
The tall man was quick-eyed and quick-moving. He rushed forward and caught Lin Husheng.
"The third one..."
Lin Husheng felt that someone supported him, and through his bloodshot eyes, he saw the face of the third brother.
"I knew... you still have a conscience."
"No, big brother." The third brother replied sullenly, "I'm just afraid that your death is not complete."
After saying that, he swung his palm and slapped Lin Husheng hard on the crown of his head!
This palm strike contained the power to split mountains and break rocks, and it was meant to shatter his skull and kill him instantly!
At the critical moment, Lin Husheng thought that his life was over and was about to close his eyes. Unexpectedly, a wave of wind suddenly swept past.
Lin Husheng in the third brother's arms actually disappeared. His palm hit nothing.
"Um?"
The pale-faced scholar and the tall man looked ahead together, and not far away, they saw a lazy young figure.
"Uh..." Lin Husheng opened his eyes again and saw a not-so-familiar face.
"Senior Fufeng?" He asked with some doubt.
That’s right. The person in front of him was none other than Liu Fufeng, the young man from Feitian Sect who had had some interactions with Li Chu at the Four Flying Conference of Feilai Sect in Jiangnan.
At this time, he was dressed in cloth, still in a lazy manner, with a hint of brilliance in his eyes. He stretched out one hand, and a breeze surrounded his palm, which lifted up Lin Husheng's figure, making him look relaxed and carefree.
Back then, he had a good relationship with the old leader of Feitian Sect, so he chose to devote his second life to Feitian Sect. However, after the old leader passed away, his bond with Feitian Sect weakened.
Not long after participating in the Four Flying Conference, Liu Fufeng's own cultivation recovered about 80%. Loving freedom, he left Feitianmen again and traveled around.
I didn't expect that he would show up here in time when Feitianmen was in danger today.
"My cheap father has actually been killed..." Liu Fufeng's eyes wandered over the faces of the second and third brothers, and his tone was inaudible, "It's still a little late... I can only kill you to avenge him."
"Senior..." The pale-faced scholar's face darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "We are working for the Golden Bodhisattva. Do you really want to go against us?"
"Humph." Liu Fufeng snorted with disdain, "What the hell is this? Are you worthy of using it to pressure me?"
He lifted Lin Husheng with one hand using the breeze, and raised the other hand high, aiming at the pale-faced scholar.
"You..." The pale-faced scholar didn't know what he was going to do and tried to dodge in panic. However, before he moved down three feet, he felt a strong force raging in his body.
Bang! His clothes suddenly burst apart, turning into a pile of rags. He wailed, holding his chest as he fell down.
I was just wondering where the wind was coming from, but I didn't expect it to be blowing from inside my body and I couldn't avoid it at all!
This is simply the method used by the immortals on earth!
Just when he was about to be defeated, he suddenly heard the sound of a wooden fish in the air.
clang.
The sound of the wooden fish seemed to hit the pale-faced scholar's chest, knocking away the raging wind in his body in an instant and making him calm down instantly.
"Huh?" This time it was Liu Fufeng's turn to be surprised.
Then, a monk wearing a golden cassock slowly rose into the air. The monk looked so majestic, just like an Arhat descending to the earth.
"Golden Bodhisattva..." Liu Fufeng's eyes finally opened completely, and his expression was a little stern.
The appearance of this monk was exactly the same as that of the First Dharma King of the Yanyue Sect who had negotiated with King Wanshi in the mountains the day before.
Golden Bodhisattva.
But at this moment, there was more indifference in his eyes, more like a high and mighty bodhisattva. It seemed the same, yet different.
"I heard that someone just said that I am not worthy..." After the Golden Bodhisattva appeared, he looked at Liu Fufeng and said slowly.
Liu Fufeng looked at him and answered without hesitation: "I'm just bragging."
"Haha...good." The Golden Bodhisattva smiled.
Then, from nowhere, there was another sound of a wooden fish. It seemed to come from him, but he clearly didn't move at all! Ding.
The sound was not loud, but echoed in the night sky. The next second, what caught Liu Fufeng off guard was that Lin Husheng, who was held in his palm, suddenly turned over, his eyes full of indifference, and grabbed his wrist with one claw!
laugh--
Liu Fufeng's body was not strong, and Lin Husheng used all his strength in this claw, which instantly transformed into a tiger head and bit his wrist viciously. Caught off guard, blood spurted out instantly, and it was almost bitten off directly! "Uh..." Liu Fufeng screamed in pain.
He knew that Lin Husheng did not do it of his own will, but was controlled by the Golden Bodhisattva when he was seriously injured. But now facing these people, he was afraid that he would be powerless to save them! The white-faced scholar and the tall man surrounded him again, wanting to take his life while he was sick!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Fufeng turned around instantly, turned into a gust of wind again, and quickly escaped from Lin Husheng's claws.
This breeze is quite pleasant.
But the golden Bodhisattva behind him remained expressionless, and just said softly: "Chase."
The sound of wind suddenly blew into the ears of the white-faced scholar and the other man, as if a ray of golden light suddenly enveloped them and carried the two of them away in an instant!
There are probably not many cultivators in the world who can perform such a fast escape technique. And now, he can actually reach this level with two people. This shows the cultivation level of this Golden Bodhisattva.
He imposed the ban today in order to help Feitianmen complete the usurpation of the throne without leaking the news. If Liu Fufeng escaped, all his efforts would be in vain.
But although he was fast, Liu Fufeng was not slow either. The breeze blew far away and in the blink of an eye they had flown hundreds of miles.
It was not until this moment that the golden light caught up.
Then, a white snake-like streak flew out from the golden light. This was not the method of the Golden Bodhisattva, but the life-saving magic weapon of the white-faced scholar! Bang! Originally, there was a big gap between the two in terms of cultivation, but at this time, Liu Fufeng was trying his best to escape, while the white-faced scholar was leisurely attacking in the golden Bodhisattva's light escape. Liu Fufeng was not good at defense, so he was immediately hit.
One hit.
Then, the breeze fell to the ground.
boom--
Liu Fufeng was hit on the back, his face facing downwards, and he instantly fell to the ground, as if he had hit something, and felt the evil spirit, and there was a wail! When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a big pit, and at the edge of the pit within his sight, there was a familiar, expressionless, and extremely handsome face.
"Master Xiao Li?" He called out in a seemingly unbelievable voice.
They had only met once before in Jiangnan. If Li Chu's cultivation and appearance had not left an indelible impression on people, he should not have remembered him.
But……
Why was he here? Was it an illusion? Or something else? "You..." After a pause, Li Chu spoke coldly, "You stole my monster."
That's right.
Li Chu lived in Yaowang Town, but he did not neglect leveling. At night, he was looking for a hilltop nearby, wanting to summon a monster for daily leveling.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky with a huge impact force, and actually smashed the monster to death in one fell swoop!
Experience, gone.
Li Chu looked down at the bottom of the pit and felt that the young man in the pit seemed somewhat familiar.
But even if you know it, you still have to give a reasonable explanation.
Liu Fufeng was obviously well versed in the ways of the world, and he immediately understood the hidden meaning in Li Chu's words. But he didn't have time to explain in detail, so he could only point his finger to the sky and say, "Someone from the Demon Sect is chasing me!"
If it were an ordinary person, he probably wouldn't even bother to say this. But the impression Li Chu left on him at the Jiangnan Four Flying Conference made him realize that this was clearly a strong ally! If the two of them joined forces, they might be able to resist the Golden Bodhisattva! Li Chu actually noticed the golden glow in the air, but since the other person didn't provoke him, he didn't provoke the other person either. Hearing Liu Fufeng's shouting at this time, he frowned and cast his eyes over.
"Demon Sect?"
The Golden Bodhisattva looked down at Li Chu below, and there was finally a hint of inexplicable complexity in his indifferent eyes.
The handsome little Taoist priest...
Although he had never seen the legendary Taoist priest, when he saw the appearance of the man in front of him, the description immediately came to his mind.
Who else could it be except this appearance? Thinking of this, he gently ordered: "Go and test his depth."
Upon hearing this, the pale-faced scholar frowned and said to the tall man, "Go and test his depth."
The tall man wanted to give orders, but there were only three people here, and he was already at the bottom of the food chain. He had no choice but to fly forward, looking at the young Taoist priest, who looked young and expressionless, and wondered if he had been frightened.
So he let out a sinister smile, "Since you are unlucky, you can't blame me... Awoo——"
After saying that, he let out a wolf howl and pounced down fiercely. In the process of pounce, a huge and ferocious wolf instantly appeared outside his body!
boom--
Li Chu frowned as he watched the other party rushing towards him without saying a word. Although he was not sure about the other party's identity as a demon cultist, it was obvious that he was not a good person as he said he would kill him.
He himself was not such a person. He simply raised his sword and swung out a quarter-strand of spiritual power sword, helplessly blocking the opponent's attack.
"roar--"
The red dragon appeared, flew up into the sky, and immediately collided with the wolf-like creature that was swooping down. In an instant, it swallowed it up without any delay. Then it flew straight up into the sky, passing a few feet in front of the golden glow.
The surging spiritual energy caused the pupils of the Golden Bodhisattva and the pale-faced scholar to tremble.
Explode instantly.
I don’t know whether the third brother has tested the depth of this or not.
But his death was probably meaningful. The pale-faced scholar's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but say, "Fuck! It's so deep!"
This kind of fight is really annoying. I have tried my best to have each person only use one move, but it still takes up a lot of boring words... I can't imagine how long it would take to write about two people fighting passionately.
But I can't skip this paragraph, and if I don't write it carefully it will seem too sloppy.
(End of this chapter)
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