There was a swish sound, that was the sound of the blade cutting through flesh.

A pool of bright red blood suddenly filled the sky.

Fairy Miaohua mysteriously appeared hundreds of miles away, her speed was even faster than teleportation. Her face was pale, her delicate hand was tightly covering her left shoulder, and her clean white clothes had been stained red with blood.

Fairy Miaohua is an earthly immortal after all, and a leader among them. Even though the sneak attack just now was hard to defend against, she still used a secret method to avoid the vital point at the critical moment.

She looked into the void again, and the strange figure had disappeared long ago, fully demonstrating what it meant to escape thousands of miles away if the attack misses.

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Fairy Miaohua's eyes: "Wuyou Mountain, the ghost is hiding!"

"Amitabha, I am Faxu, a poor monk, nice to meet you, the donor Miaohua."

Suddenly, a deep and upright voice was heard, and its sound was like a huge bell, resounding through the night sky. Then, in the distance, a dazzling Buddhist light suddenly burst out.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and mighty figure, who was intimidating without even being angry, like an old monk with angry eyes like a Vajra, stepped into the air and rushed towards this place.

When Fairy Miaohua saw Monk Faxu coming, her expression became even more solemn. Monk Faxu from Prajna Temple and Guiyin from Wuyou Mountain were both rivals to her.

If it was a one-on-one fight on a normal day, the outcome would naturally be uncertain, but two against one, and both of them were seriously injured, they were simply no match for the opponent, it was a desperate situation.

Miaohua glanced at the wound that was still bleeding. The dagger was stained with a special immortal poison made from Wuyou Mountain. Even someone as strong as an earthly immortal would not be able to remove the poison in a short time, not to mention that the ghost was still hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike like a poisonous snake.

Suddenly, Miaohua smiled. She knew that the more desperate the situation, the more she couldn't show her weakness. "Master Faxu is in the open, and the assassin Guiyin is in the dark. You two are really good at scheming, but I don't know that both of you are famous for being greedy for money. Which fool is willing to ask both of you to help at the same time?"

"Amitabha, I am just collecting some incense money from people who are destined to help me. As for the employer? I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me with the task. I am sorry that I cannot reveal it. But if you must know, fairy, that is not impossible. You only need to donate some incense money." Faxu said with his hands clasped together.

"Hehehe..." Suddenly, a wild laugh resounded throughout the venue. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a handsome figure walking out from the sky full of purple lightning. He had a disdainful look in his eyes, his black hair dancing wildly, and strands of purple electricity flowing as he danced.

The person who came was Gu Qingfeng.

Miaohua's eyes suddenly widened: "You are unharmed?"

Gu Qingfeng ignored her and looked at the monk Faxu with admiration: "Bald donkey, you are very good and good at managing money. Come and be my dog."

Faxu: “….”

Even though Faxu had practiced Zen for many years, he was almost broken by Gu Qingfeng's words.

"Amitabha, you have spoken nonsense, and have committed serious sins. You should go to the Western Paradise as soon as possible."

That’s all.

Buddha's light surged all around Faxu, making him look as if he was made of fairy gold. Thunderous sounds emanated from his limbs, internal organs and bones.

For a moment, he was like a golden arhat descended to the world, with blazing Buddha's light, ready to wipe out all the evil spirits in the world!

Rumble——!

Faxu's tongue burst into spring thunder, lotus flowers grew from his fingers, his expression was solemn and dignified, and he formed a Buddha seal with the void.

Endless Buddha light rose up, and a golden Buddha seal of ten thousand feet high appeared in the sky. On the Buddha seal surged seven kinds of precious light: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple. Each kind of precious light carried a terrifying aura of destruction.

It is the magical power that is the symbol of Prajna Temple.

Seven Treasures Buddha Light Seal!

No one expected that Faxu would use his most hidden skill right away when facing a mere mortal.

It was obvious that Gu Qingfeng had just walked out of the purple lightning, which made him alert. Although he was arrogant in his attitude, he tried his best when fighting.

This move made Gu Qingfeng feel a little pressure, so he decided not to snap his fingers, but instead stretched out his white palm and pressed it across the air. Suddenly, a bright magic light whizzed up, dazzling and colorful.

boom!

The boundless demonic light was like a sharp knife cutting tofu, easily cutting the Seven Treasures Buddha Light Seal into two halves, causing it to explode violently in the void.

Monk Faxu was instantly horrified. He had lived for hundreds of millions of years and had never seen such a strange thing. How could a mortal man break the attack of an earthly immortal with his bare hands?

Fairy Miaohua standing by was also very shocked. He was able to bathe in the purple lightning without getting hurt, perhaps because he had a rare treasure protecting him, but he was able to blast the Seven Treasures Buddha Light Seal with his bare hands. This showed real power!

How could a mere mortal possess such terrifying power?

Just as everyone was astonished, an extremely obscure fluctuation suddenly appeared behind Gu Qingfeng, and then, an illusory figure strangely appeared behind him, taking out a black dagger in his hand, and stabbed Gu Qingfeng's back fiercely as if he was attacking Fairy Miaohua.

It was Guiyin from Wuyou Mountain. He still had a very good grasp of timing. He always chose the gap between the enemies' attacks and when their attention was elsewhere.

In fact, Gu Qingfeng knew Guiyin's origins as early as the first time Guiyin made a move. He and the true immortal who used the soul-stirring technique to launch a sneak attack in Taixuan Immortal Sect had the same techniques.

It’s just that Guiyin is much more skilled. At least his sneak attacks are hard to guard against and difficult to react to. However, for Gu Qingfeng, there is no need to react at all.

The pitch-black dagger stabbed fiercely at Gu Qingfeng's back, with only a clanging sound!

The dagger pressed firmly against his back, splashing countless sparks, but it didn't even pierce Gu Qingfeng's skin.

At this moment, his terrifying physique, which was hundreds of times stronger than that of a true immortal, came into play. Even the sneak attack from an earthly immortal could not hurt him at all.

It is true that the physique of earthly immortals is stronger than that of true immortals, but it is definitely not a hundred times stronger. The advantage of earthly immortals is more reflected in their magic power.

Condensing the immortal body makes one a true immortal, and opening the immortal orifice makes one an earthly immortal.

The immortal orifice is like the potential switch of the immortal body. Once it is turned on, it can not only unleash powerful potential and gain a stronger physique, but also absorb and store more magic power, making the magic power more condensed.

The strength of a newly awakened earth immortal is about ten times that of a true immortal. As more immortal orifices are opened, the greater the potential is developed and the stronger the strength will be, up to dozens of times!

But there is still a big gap from Gu Qingfeng's more than a hundred times, not to mention the advantage in magic power. Even with the hundreds of millions of years of magic power of a True Immortal, how much can it be if his power as an Earthly Immortal increases by a hundred times?

Therefore, the attack of the powerful earth immortal Guiyin, when it hit Gu Qingfeng, could not even pierce the skin.

After this attack, Guiyin was stunned. He looked at his dagger, then at the opponent's unharmed body, and suspected that he had been trapped in an illusion.

“How is this possible!?”

Guiyin's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

At this moment, Gu Qingfeng turned around and looked at Guiyin with disdain, as if he were an ant.

The notorious Guiyin was already arrogant, and Gu Qingfeng's eyes immediately hurt his self-esteem. He roared, raised the dagger and stabbed Gu Qingfeng's throat fiercely.

clang!

Sparks are flying!

Unharmed!

Guiyin was completely dumbfounded.

Gu Qingfeng lowered his head slightly and looked at Guiyin, who was a head shorter than him. A hideous and cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth.

"Ant, have you ever felt despair?"