Chapter 156 Was he careless on purpose?
The fighting of a truly high-level monk does not have so many tricks and routines, and Meng An's fighting ability is far beyond that of an evil spirit that has been accomplished through incense.
Not to mention that it was three against one.
Meng An swung his axe and the powerful pressure of the thousand-year-old evil ghost made it impossible for the evil spirit to raise its head. The murderous aura was surging, like a huge wave when the sea changes.
And the evil spirit was just an extremely fragile small boat under the huge waves.
Even though its body was transformed into the original statue, almost twice as tall as Meng An, it still felt the pressure from the sky.
The evil spirit also raised his axe.
Bang!
The two axes collided, and the pressure of the collision pushed the five people who were watching the excitement at the door to retreat nearly seven feet away.
"Sooner or later, the soles of my shoes will be worn out." Lin Du looked at the deep black mark in front of him that went three inches into the ground, 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."
"Little Master, are you still going to pull it?" Yuan Ye couldn't stand the pressure.
Lin Du replied, "No, we are too weak."
Yuan Ye:? Huh?
Lin Du came back to his senses, "It means that we are too weak. If any of the four, the resentful ghost Chen Yan, the evil ghost Meng An, the evil spirit of the god statue, and the loyal soul, hit us, the five of us will turn into five pieces of meat paste that can't be shoveled up on the ground."
Do your best and leave the rest to fate.
She had already placed the last piece, and only watched the pieces in the right position fight each other on the chessboard.
All the power in this secret realm far exceeded their current realm and ability. If the five of them had not read a lot of miscellaneous books, learned a lot, and had sufficient elixirs and magic talismans, they would not have survived until the time to find out the truth.
If it were not for Yuan Ye's reminder, which made Lin Du think of the truth hidden by Shen Yan, they would have been led directly to the temple and attacked the statue directly under Shen Yan's inducement, which would have been a complete dead end.
The four of them felt a chill, but what the junior uncle said was indeed true.
Lin Du's words were clearly transmitted to the square, and several real people from the Supreme Sect had already stood up and looked at the several powerful people on the rostrum.
The great powers were just marveling at Lin Du's ability to use his opponent's force to counter his opponent's force, but at the same time, they felt a sense of crisis.
"What do you mean?" Cang Li clasped his hands.
"Go and talk about the truth." Ju Yuan crossed his arms.
"Talk about it, don't get angry." Feng Yi reminded them.
The three of them landed in front of the podium. Feng Yi saluted first, then put his hands down and suddenly leaned on the table.
With a bang, the long table shook and half of its legs sank.
"Everyone, please give us in the Supreme Sect a reasonable explanation. Why can a secret realm where all the spiritual bodies are far beyond the capabilities of the monks in the Tengyun Realm be counted as an item in the competition?"
"Did you do it on purpose? Or was it intentional and careless?" Feng Yi raised his thin eyelids, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Today, I, Feng Yi, represent everyone in the Supreme Master Sect to question whether this competition is intended to harm our disciples. If even the referees and examiners are unfair, then on what basis can a competition represent the fairest and biggest competition in Zhongzhou?"
"Today it's my Supreme Sect. If my Supreme Sect falls, it will be Guiyuan Sect in the future! After Guiyuan Sect, maybe it will be the Six Sects."
Feng Yi was only at the Huiyang Realm, far from the realm of these mighty men before her, but her words were loud and clear, and were heard by everyone sitting in the seats of various sects, and also overwhelmed the mighty men sitting there, making them breathless.
"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 all the disciples and future hopes of all sects."
The head of the Jishi Sect said, "Young friend Feng Yi is right, we will find out later and will give you an explanation. Now, disciples are more important, disciples are more important, everything will wait and see later, what do you think?"
Feng Yi sneered, "You just think that we, the cultivators in the Huiyang realm, can still discuss things well. 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 happens, what do you think these two will do?"
The number one and the number two in the world, even several powerful people can't stop the anger of the two.
Several people were already scared out of their wits when they were deployed in the secret realm, and now they were sweating all over their foreheads. Lin
Tuan was reasonable, but Yan Ye... could he be reasonable?
Ju Yuan and Cang Li were waiting for them to play the good guy and Feng Yi to play the bad guy, but before they could play the bad guy, Feng Yi suddenly attacked, showing his domineering power, forcing several powerful people to be submissive and only say nice things. They all crossed their arms and pretended to be followers, and did not speak. There was
a sudden cheer from the stands, and several people looked at Shui Jing.
It turned out that the fight in the temple had reached a white-hot stage.
The roof of the temple was broken. The evil spirit was expanding rapidly and directly broke through the house. It turned into a giant. It no longer used clumsy axes, but used its hands and feet to deal with the siege of three souls.
Lin Du held Jin Xuan, Yan Qing held Yuan Ye, and the five of them retreated as quickly as possible to avoid being affected by the expanding evil spirit.
The soul formation could not leave the yard and could only continue the close combat with its strong body, while Meng An and Chen Yan had already flown into the air.
The sword energy surged, carrying the fire of revenge determined by a father and husband, forming a nine-star chain of Yin fire in the air, entangled and imprisoned this huge and fierce evil spirit.
The axe with a strong bloody aura became almost as tall as a person, splitting the evil spirit from top to bottom.
In an instant, the huge "statue" turned into two halves of gray smoke, which was split and continued to dissipate, like a giant incense stick that was burning to the end, gradually becoming a little hazy.
The group of smoke quickly condensed and formed itself into a solid gray shadow, about to rush into the black stone.
At this time, 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 unparalleled accuracy.
With a snap, the magnolia hairpin fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, and the gray shadow also completely dissipated in the air.
Chen Yan's hands could no longer hold real objects. 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 had completely decayed.
The evil spirit was extinguished, and the resentment was gone.
Lin Du, who had been watching the crowd, suddenly moved. She took out nine handleless short blades, threw one out, and used her mind to control the nine short blades to form a netherworld formation, and then shouted, "Senior Chen Yan, please enter the formation."
Chen Yan almost entered the formation with his last consciousness.
Another short blade with a cold glow appeared between Lin Du's index and middle fingers, and he stepped into the formation himself.
With the last of his consciousness, Chen 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 the two words "good" and "evil".
The young man in the shabby robe knelt on one knee, and then used force to stab the last short blade deeply into the ground. The nine short blades were connected to form a silver array pattern.
The man and the array merged into one, sending the ghost to the underworld.
However, in a moment, the slowly transparent resentful ghost had completely disappeared into the ground.