Chapter 156 Deliberately Careless?
The fighting of a truly high-level monk does not involve so many tricks and routines. Meng An's fighting ability is far beyond that of an evil spirit that has achieved success through incense.
What’s more, it was three against one.
Meng An swung his axe and chopped it down. The powerful pressure from the thousand-year-old evil ghost made the evil spirit unable to raise its head. The murderous energy surged and was as strong as a huge wave when the sea changes.
The evil spirit is just a fragile little boat under the huge waves.
Even though its body had transformed into the original appearance of the statue, almost twice as tall as Meng An, it still felt the oppression coming from the sky.
The evil spirit also raised his axe.
Bang!
The two axes collided, and the pressure of the collision forced the five people who were watching the excitement at the door to retreat nearly seven feet away.
"The soles of my shoes will be worn out sooner or later." Lin Du looked at the deep black mark three inches deep in front of him, his face heavy, "Next time, buy thick-soled shoes with steel plates sewn inside."
Yan Qing thought it made sense, "I think it's feasible."
"Junior Master, are you still pulling?" Yuan Ye couldn't stand the pressure.
Lin Du replied, "No, it's because we are pulling too much."
Yuan Ye:? Huh?
Lin Du came back to his senses, "It means that we are too weak. If any one of the four, the resentful ghost Chen Yan, the evil ghost Meng An, the evil spirit of the god statue, and the loyal spirit, hits us, the five of us will be turned into five pieces of meat paste that cannot be scooped up even if you shovel on the ground."
Do your best and leave the rest to fate.
She had already placed her last piece, and all she had to do was watch the pieces in the right positions on the chessboard fight each other.
All the powers in this secret realm are far beyond their current realm and capabilities. If the five of them had not read a lot of books, learned a lot, and had sufficient elixirs and talismans, they would probably not have been able to find out the truth.
If it weren't for Yuan Ye's reminder, which made Lin Dulian think of the truth hidden by Shen Yan, they would have been led directly into the temple and attacked the statue directly under Shen Yan's inducement, which would have been a complete death.
The four of them felt a chill, but what Junior Uncle-Master said was indeed the truth.
Lin Du's words were clearly heard in the square. Several real people from the Supreme Sect had already stood up and looked at the powerful men on the rostrum.
Just now, all the powerful men were still marveling at Lin Du's ability to use the opponent's force to their advantage, but the next moment, a sense of crisis rose in their hearts.
"What do you mean?" Cangli clasped his hands.
"Go and talk about the truth." Ju Yuan crossed his arms.
"Let's talk about it, don't get angry." Feng Yi reminded.
The three of them landed in front of the podium. Feng Yi saluted first, then put his hands down and suddenly placed them on the table.
With a bang, the long table shook and half of its legs sank.
"Please give us a reasonable explanation for the Supreme Sect. Why can a secret realm where all the spirits are far beyond the capabilities of the Tengyun Realm cultivators be considered a competition item?"
"Did you do it on purpose? Or was it a careless act?" Feng Yi raised her thin eyelids, her eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Today, I, Feng Yi, on behalf of everyone in the Supreme Grandmaster Sect, question whether this competition is intended to harm our disciples. If even the referees and examiners are unfair, then how can a competition represent the fairest and largest competition in Zhongzhou?"
"Today is my Wushang Sect. If my Wushang Sect falls, it will be Guiyuan Sect in the future! After Guiyuan Sect, maybe there will be six sects."
Feng Yi was only at the Huiyang Realm, far from the realm of these powerful beings before her, but her words were loud and clear, reaching the ears of everyone sitting in the seats of various sects, and also suffocating the powerful beings sitting there.
"My friend, please be patient. The secret realms of the third level are randomly assigned. We don't know why they are assigned to your sect's participating disciples. Maybe it's because your sect's disciples are too outstanding. Look, aren't they almost completing the third level? Other sects have just started the third level."
"Excellence is the reason for putting them into a high-risk secret realm? Do you dare to say that the danger level of other secret realms is the same as that of our Supreme Sect? Then I have to suspect that you examiners are deliberately plotting to harm the future hopes of all the disciples of all sects."
The head of the Jesejong clan spoke up, "Young friend Feng Yi is right. We will investigate the situation later and give you an explanation. Now, you should focus on your disciples. We will discuss everything later. What do you think?"
Feng Yi sneered, "You just think that we, the Huiyang Realm cultivators, can have a good discussion. But Lin Du's master is Immortal Venerable Yanye, and Immortal Venerable Lintuan even asked about Lin Du's situation before the disciple set out. If something goes wrong, what do you think these two will do?"
The number one and number two in the world, even a few powerful men could not stop the anger of these two.
Several people were already scared out of their wits when they were deployed in the secret realm, and now they were sweating even more anxiously.
One can still reason when facing a rapid river, but how can one reason when facing a wild river?
Ju Yuan and Cang Li were originally waiting for them to play the good guy and Feng Yi to play the bad guy, but before he could play the villain, Feng Yi suddenly attacked, showing his domineering side, forcing the powerful men to be submissive and unable to do anything but say nice things. They all crossed their arms and pretended to be followers, not saying a word.
There was a sudden cheer from the stands, and then several people looked at Shui Jing.
It turned out that the fight in the temple had reached a fever pitch.
The roof of the temple was broken. The evil spirit was expanding rapidly and directly broke through the house. It turned into a giant and no longer used the clumsy axe, but instead used its hands and feet to deal with the siege of the three souls.
Lin Du held Jin Xuan in his arms, Yan Qing carried Yuan Ye, and the five of them retreated as quickly as possible to avoid being affected by the expanding evil spirit.
The Soul of the Array could not leave the yard and could only continue close combat with its strong body, while Meng An and Chen Yan had already flown into the air.
The sword energy surged, carrying with it the fire of revenge of a father and husband, forming a nine-star chain of Yin Fire in the air, entangling and imprisoning the huge and ferocious evil spirit.
The axe, carrying a strong bloody aura, became almost as tall as a man, and chopped down the evil spirit that was unable to escape for a while.
In an instant, the huge "statue" turned into two halves of gray mist, which were split and continued to dissipate, like a giant incense stick that was burning to the end, gradually becoming hazy.
The cloud of smoke quickly condensed and turned itself into a solid gray shadow, ready to rush into the black stone.
At this moment, Chen Yan was quick-witted and threw out a short object with a jade-like luster.
The thing broke through the air with a sharp hissing sound, and then pierced through the gray shadow with incredible precision.
With a snap, the magnolia hairpin fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, and the gray shadow slowly dissipated completely into the air.
Chen Yan's hands could no longer hold anything solid. The small wooden sword passed through his hands, which were gradually becoming transparent, and fell to the ground with a snap.
Because of the Yin Fire, the wooden sword has completely decayed.
The evil spirits have been destroyed and the resentment has dissipated.
Lin Du, who had been watching the crowd, suddenly moved. She took out nine hiltless short blades and threw them out, using her spiritual consciousness to control the nine short blades to form a netherworld formation. Then she shouted, "Senior Chen Yan, please enter the formation."
Shen Yan entered the formation almost relying on his last bit of consciousness.
A short blade with a cold glow appeared between Lin Du's index and middle fingers, and he stepped into the formation.
With his last remaining consciousness, Shen Yan asked in a trembling voice, "Why, knowing that I have made such a big mistake, you still use you and are willing to send me to the underworld."
Lin Du smiled and said, "A promise is worth a thousand gold. What's more, I am only sending you to the underworld. Your karma and faults will be judged by King Yan."
People are so complicated that they cannot be judged by just the two words good or evil.
The young man in the straw robe knelt on one knee, then used force to stab the last short blade deep into the ground. The nine short blades were connected to form a pattern that glowed with silver light.
The people and the formation unite as one and send the ghost into the underworld.
But in a moment, the vengeful ghost that gradually turned transparent had completely disappeared into the ground.