Chapter 57: The Great Compassionate Hand of Buddhism
Feng Tianning glanced at Cang Yao in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly looked so unhappy.
"Let's go, let's go find Captain Liu and the others."
Feng Tianning and Cang Yao followed the marks left by Captain Liu all the way to the snack street where they came in, but now the street was no longer bustling with people, only bloodstains on the ground.
"Their marks are gone here."
Feng Tianning and Cang Yao looked at each other and suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Captain Liu and his men have high cultivation levels. If the blood on the ground is theirs...
"careful."
Feng Tianning pushed Cang Yao back a few steps, and a deep crack suddenly appeared where he had just stood.
A fierce palm wind attacked Feng Tianning from behind. She dodged the attack by turning sideways and quickly took a few steps back.
Feng Tianning finally saw the person who attacked her. He had a Chinese face, and golden light above his head formed a few large characters:
【Chen Ziming, middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Stage.】
"Chen Ziming?"
"You were the one who attacked the special case team?"
When Chen Ziming heard Feng Tianning call out his name, his face froze, and his eyes turned from disdain to fierceness:
"Who are you!"
Feng Tianning did not answer and directly summoned the Hongmeng Holy Sword.
Chen Ziming sneered:
"It doesn't matter who you are. You won't walk out of here alive anyway."
Feng Tianning didn't waste any more words and rushed forward with his sword.
Every minute she delayed would put Captain Liu and his men in greater danger.
Chen Ziming's cultivation level is more than one level higher than hers, and Feng Tianning is actually not sure if she can defeat him.
The two powerful spiritual energies collided, and Feng Tianning felt a numbness in his palm, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat.
Chen Ziming was not in a much better condition. He took more than ten steps back and looked at Feng Tianning in shock.
How could a cultivator in his twenties possibly withstand his full-strength attack?
Feng Tianning's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the frost on the sword edge reflected tiny silver rays under the strange moonlight.
She could clearly feel the pressure from the Divine Transformation cultivator opposite her, and the scorching spiritual energy was almost burning through her protective qi.
"A mere special case agent dares to block my way?"
Chen Ziming raised his right hand with a grim smile, and a dark red fire lotus rose from his palm.
"No one can disrupt our layout in Qinling Mountains!"
"You are Chinese, why are you helping those Sakura countries to deal with us?"
Hearing Feng Tianning's words, Chen Ziming sneered:
"What Sakura Country can give me, China Country can't give me. I also wanted to join the special case team."
"But they knew I was practicing evil magic, so they rejected me and even wanted to abolish my cultivation."
"If I'm not welcome here, I'll find another place. I'll be a hot talent in Sakura Country!"
Feng Tianning shook his head. How could a person who practiced unconventional methods dare to dream of cutting off the dragon energy of China and the Sakura Country?
"You don't know your own limitations."
Feng Tianning took a half step back, his toes drawing a half arc on the frosted rock.
Chen Ziming suddenly waved his sleeves, and the fire lotus quickly grew into a three-meter-long fire dragon, but the moment it touched Feng Tianning's body, it made a sharp cracking sound.
Now is the time!
Feng Tianning bit his tongue, and his blood turned into a blood mist and sank into the sword.
The sword rang out like a phoenix's cry in the sky, and the golden divine power that had been accumulated for thousands of years rushed madly to the tip of the sword.
She saw Chen Ziming's distorted face when he turned around, and saw the ice chips flying when the fire dragon was frozen.
"Cold Abyss—Dawn!"
When the sword light appeared, the moonlight on the entire mountain seemed to become dim.
Countless golden lights condensed into the shadow of a phoenix in the air. The moment its wings spread, countless sword shadows pierced Chen Ziming's chest.
The last Burning Heaven Art he released was only halfway burned before it was frozen three feet from his throat.
Chen Ziming's eyes widened and he looked at Feng Tianning in disbelief.
How is it possible? How could he lose to such a young monk!
Chen Ziming roared and rushed towards Feng Tianning with all his strength.
"Oh no, he wants to self-destruct his Dantian!"
Feng Tianning grabbed Cang Yao and rushed towards the huge rock not far away.
The moment they squatted down, a huge shock wave hit them and the stones were instantly shattered into powder.
Feng Tianning subconsciously stood in front of Cang Yao. Golden light shone around her, and her protective divine power resisted the self-destruction of a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.
Feng Tianning only felt the fishy and sweet taste in his throat rising up again, and he propped himself up and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Tianning!"
Cang Yao hurriedly helped her up and patted Feng Tianning's back to help her calm down.
Once again, he was disgusted with his own incompetence.
Cang Yao never advocated using force to solve problems, so he always preferred to win by strategy and intelligence.
But looking at Feng Tianning's weak appearance now, he felt like his heart was broken. He secretly made up his mind that he would also start practicing. The next time he encountered such a situation, he would rather be the one to get hurt.
Feng Tianning raised his hand to suppress Cang Yao's movements, shook his head at him and said it was okay, then stood up with the support of the Hongmeng Holy Sword.
Seeing her showing off, Cang Yao hated him even more for not learning martial arts earlier.
Feng Tianning had no idea what Cang Yao was thinking. She just felt her whole body relaxed after she spat out a mouthful of blood, and the injuries she had just suffered were gradually recovering.
"Let's go find Captain Liu."
Feng Tianning closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense, and instantly noticed a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy dozens of meters away from them.
"This way."
With Cang Yao's insistent support, Feng Tianning walked to the place where the spiritual energy was fluctuating, and only then did he discover that it was Captain Liu and his men.
Han Jiajun, who had a low level of cultivation, was already lying unconscious with blood all over his body. The remaining few people were also injured and looked like they were running out of spiritual power.
When he saw Feng Tianning, Captain Liu's eyes lit up a little, but seeing her "weak" appearance, he instantly guessed that she had also been attacked.
Zheng Cong and Jing Li looked at each other, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and rushed forward again.
What they are good at is dealing with evil spirits, but the people on the opposite side are all cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, so it is naturally more difficult to deal with them.
Feng Tianning frowned as he observed the monk who had beaten Captain Liu and his group so badly that they had almost no chance to fight back.
[Ren Ruo, peak of the Spiritual Transformation Stage.]
[Qiu Jinming, middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Stage.]
The white-haired old man in the lead had even reached the early stage of fusion.
"You ignorant child, don't know your own limits."
The white-haired old man sneered disdainfully, simply raised his hand, and slapped it heavily in the direction of Jing Li and the others.
A giant golden hand suddenly appeared above their heads, as if it was going to smash them into meat patties in the next moment.
"This is the great compassionate hand of Buddhism." Feng Tianning's voice was a little colder.
In the world of cultivation today, apart from the mainstream special case team, only Maoshan Taoism, Longhushan Heavenly Master and Buddhism are orthodox. Apart from them, most of them are independent cultivators who practice evil arts.
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