Chapter 642: Kneel down to me before kneeling to Buddha
Jianyang is the main palace under the jurisdiction of the Shen Dynasty.
At this moment, he was in the city again, and the rich imperial energy in the sky was sweeping across the sky.
At the beginning, the Taoist monks of the Ziyun Sect were suppressed to the point where they needed pills to supplement even the Qi-Seeking Technique. Although the disciples of the Bodhi Sect were not reduced to such a state, it was considered good to be able to exert their strength to the tune of 40 to 50%.
But usually, few people would care about this.
After all, everyone is suppressed by the imperial energy, which means that no one is suppressed.
And those beings who can affect the emperor's energy are all prominent figures in the divine dynasty, such as the prefect of Jianyang. Ordinary monks will not be hot-headed and make themselves unhappy in front of them.
But what position does this young man in front of him hold in the divine dynasty?
Why have I and others never heard of it?
Zhiqing's expression was complicated, and the long stick in his hand was slightly loosened. Monk Zhikong took this opportunity to swing it away with a stick, grabbed the woman on the ground, and threw her far away.
"..."
Zhiqing just glanced at it and had no intention of continuing to kill the female cultivator.
Although he coveted the Dragon and Tiger Scriptures, he had not thought about making enemies of the imperial officials in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Divine Dynasty. He was just a little negligent and had not considered this aspect at all before taking action.
After all, when a court official works for the Human Emperor, how can he not know the relationship between the Divine Dynasty and the three religions? He is not a naive boy who doesn't understand anything. He is so presumptuous in reading the scriptures of the three religions. The gain outweighs the loss. This is not what a court official can do. things that come out.
"Now retreat, report to the elders in Islam, and come back to God to plead guilty. There is still room for change in this matter."
Zhikong's breathing was as low as a broken drum, and he stared at the monk in front of him.
As both disciples of the Bodhi Sect, he knew how powerful the two people in front of him were.
Although Shen Xianyou stopped the stick and caused Zhiming to suffer a small loss, which was surprising enough, his cultivation in the Three Tribulations cannot be faked. He only relied on his status as a court official to catch him by surprise.
If a fight really breaks out, not to mention the narrow escape from death today, and being in a big mansion, there is no telling how many innocent people will be affected.
It would be the best way to scare the two of them with the Divine Dynasty and make them retreat.
"Really?"
Zhiqing looked back and glanced at the golden figure of Arhat holding a dragon and a tiger. Fierce gradually appeared in his eyes. The next moment, he tightened his grip on the long stick again: "Junior brother, don't blame me for not leaving you a way to survive and abandoning you." The stick will be waiting for a while, no need for you to do anything. When the senior brother has taken care of the official, the three of you and I will share the Dragon and Tiger Sutra!”
"A dead man cannot speak."
"You and I have enough time. At worst, we can temporarily avoid the edge in Islam. When the Dragon and Tiger status comes, who can do anything to me."
"On the contrary, if you think about it carefully, even if you really risked your life today, let one person escape, and leaked the news... three Bodhi Sect disciples intercepted and killed officials in the Divine Dynasty, and one of them was a good person. Would you believe it if he told it? ”
Having said this, he looked at Zhikong again, his voice full of confusion: "Do you think what senior brother said makes sense?"
"..."
Ye Jing was shocked to hear every word. These two Bodhisattva practitioners are already rare and powerful. If even the Zhikong practitioner stood on the opposite side, it would be impossible for her and other talents to escape today!
Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked to the side.
Before Master Shen's expression could be seen clearly, the other party's calm voice sounded in his ears.
"It makes sense."
No one noticed that a cold and cruel smile appeared on Shen Yi's handsome face.
So what about the Bodhi Sect? It’s not like they haven’t been killed before. Now that they have been sent to their doorstep, they are still on their own territory. This is a God-given opportunity.
Kill people to learn lessons, and stay away from the edge for a while. When you reach the dragon-tiger position, China is so big that you can't go anywhere!
There is only one demon-slaying officer in a government, so his status is naturally equivalent to that of the prefect.
Although it is impossible to mobilize the imperial energy to defend against the enemy.
But that ordinary piece of iron plate blocked the suppression from the sky.
Before he finished speaking, he took action brazenly. The long stick he was originally fighting for with Zhiming was thrust downwards, hitting the monk's heart like a sledgehammer, almost collapsing his ribs!
Boom!
The golden light on the monk's body suddenly dissipated, and even the lotus platform inside his body trembled violently.
"You——"
Zhiming spat out a mouthful of golden blood and swung his stick to smash it. The seemingly ordinary iron rod came and went without a trace. Before it touched his body, the surging force that seemed to overturn the world came roaring like a wave. Come.
"Town."
Shen Yi softly uttered a word and stepped forward. He clearly did not avoid it, but just before the stick fell, he passed by it and stood face to face with Zhiming.
In an instant, the fist covered with golden light hit Monk Jinguang's weakest heart heavily, and with a harsh roar, it was sent flying.
"Roar!!"
Zhiming forcibly stabilized his body. He had never been wronged like this. His eyes were bloodshot and he let out a low roar.
The gap between each calamity was insurmountable. His cultivation was clearly three calamities stronger than his opponent's. He even started with a sneak attack, but suffered several big losses in succession.
boom!
He staggered to his feet, not even wanting to take a breath, but he stepped suddenly, his straw sandals torn, and the bare soles of his feet shattered the already messy hall again. He jumped across the air, holding the long stick in his hand to his head with the force of splitting the mountain. Smash it down!
"Die!"
A furious traveler may not be able to make the world collapse like the immortals, but with all the power in his body, gathered together in a stick, his terrifying momentum can still make others change their minds.
The golden paste pours out from the long stick like a surge!
Ye Jing, who even had the confidence to fight two true immortals when she was in the Jade Dragon Sect, was just caught up in the aftermath of the golden paste, and she was swept away in embarrassment.
The seventh level of perfection, the practitioner's true method, almost represents the upper limit of this realm.
"Seal."
Shen Yi raised his eyes and stared at the stick hitting his head, and uttered one word again.
In the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the newly collected aura rat demons and bear demons are the leaders, and the other hall masters are the assistants. In addition, hundreds of town stones turned into black mist to bless the hall master.
Stars appear out of thin air, outlining dazzling peach blossoms.
The Greedy Wolf Star Fighting Immortal Formation!
The stick hit the peach blossom, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Although it was still falling, it was so slow that it was visible to the naked eye.
Zhiming's face changed slightly. Where did this court official come up with all these methods? Moreover, although such a large formation was not considered superior, it did not require any arrangement and could actually be formed into an formation.
"Zhiqing! Come and help!"
He finally noticed something was wrong. The idea was tricky, and if he wanted to take it down quickly, it was not enough on his own.
"Wait a moment, soon."
Zhiqing responded calmly.
As early as the moment Shen Yi said those words, Monk Zhikong swept them away with a stick without hesitation. Shen Xianyou is very experienced. Since he took action, he must have realized that there is no other solution to today's matter, so why not Strike first to gain the upper hand.
However, the teachers come from the same school, and their methods are almost the same. What they compete for is hard power.
The gap in cultivation cannot be bridged by courage or perseverance.
Shen Xianyou had the upper hand, but he was holding himself back...
"Hoo."
The long stick in Zhiqing's hand was like a downpour, and soon the monk Zhikong was suppressed and retreated steadily. The strength of the court official exceeded his expectations. In addition to the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, he also mastered many immortal families. If we delay it any longer, there will probably be problems.
"Junior brother...you made your own choice...go on!"
Thinking of this, he looked fiercely, found the opportunity, and hit Monk Zhikong on the shoulder with a stick. While pressing him to his knees, the head of the stick was like a spear, smashing the bridge of the monk's nose with a pop and penetrating into it. , lifting his whole body into the air.
The long stick flew through the air with a ferocious sound, trying to cut Monk Zhikong in half.
"..." Monk Zhikong soared into the sky, the golden light on his body dimmed, the lotus pad in his body was covered with cracks, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were blurred, his breath sounded like a broken gong, and his mind was already in a trance. At this moment, a large net swept from behind and suddenly wrapped around Zhiqing's body.
"What the hell!"
He struggled unexpectedly, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the fairy net became.
The vast ocean water contained in it, weighing unknown, all fell on him at this moment.
He lowered his head and glanced at the large net, as if he recognized something, and shouted in shock: "How brave, you are under the Qingmei Seat! How dare the Three Immortals to steal the lotus platform method of my Bodhi Sect?!"
"You dare to be distracted!" Zhiming's stick was less than three inches away from Shen Yi's head, and the golden pulp rippling in it quickly wore away the lotus.
And at this moment, this kid actually still has the mind to look elsewhere.
"Qingmei can't save you today!"
"..."
Before Zhiming finished speaking, he saw Shen Yi looking back again. Between her slightly raised sleeves, her fingers were already clenching a palm-sized hill.
That thing is obviously an immortal magic weapon.
At this moment, it fell into the hands of this young man, but it was like a brick.
The next moment, Shen Yi suddenly swung Baoyue and hit Zhiming hard on the face. With just one blow, his skin was torn apart, most of his skull was broken, and his gums were even exposed.
Zhiming didn't have time to cry out in pain, so he subconsciously let go of the stick and turned around to escape.
But someone grabbed his neck and slammed him to the ground.
Click!
Shen Yi raised the treasure mountain expressionlessly and smashed it down on the smooth back of his head. Amidst the dull cracking sound, sticky plasma mixed with gold and white splashed all over his face, making his fair face look a little more... Very cruel meaning.
one time! Twice! Three times!
It requires an extremely powerful aura to activate this precious mountain. Even the perfect realm of true immortals has almost drained the silver light blue wood from his body.
But Shen Yi seemed to be tireless, completely forgetting that there was Zhiqing in his prime next to him.
Just keep hitting Baoyue!
Until Zhiming beneath him started to twitch slightly, he exhaled softly and stood up slowly. He looked like he was very exhausted. He clutched the piece of blood dripping from the mountain and walked towards Zhiqing in front of him with slightly staggering steps. go.
"..."
Whether it was Monk Zhikong lying on the ground or Ye Jing whose breath was broken by the golden paste in the distance, they were all staring at the figure in the ink-clothed shirt with their pupils tightened at this moment.
In a short period of time, the opponent simultaneously revealed the way of the traveler, formations, and even the perfect realm of true immortals, as well as immortal treasures.
What is even more shocking is that the way Shen Yi uses these methods is completely unscrupulous, and he does it as he pleases, and it is even impossible to tell what his method is.
Ye Jing suddenly remembered Meng Tou's original worries.
I am worried that this new colleague will not be able to do anything to the disciples of the three religions.
She stared blankly at the tragic death of Monk Zhiming on the ground, and suddenly shuddered.
"Ahem!"
Monk Zhikong coughed up blood, struggled to pick up the stick, and wanted to get up to help.
He was halfway up when he was pushed back by Shen Yi who was passing by.
The young man walked past him without squinting, leaving only a faint voice: "Have a rest."
Once something like fighting among the same sect is done, it will always affect your reputation if word spreads about it.
"Friend Shen Xian...you..." Zhikong gasped for air. With his eyesight, he could naturally see how weak Shen Yi was now. Compared to himself, the other party really deserved a break.
But it was obvious that Zhiqing would not give him this chance.
From the moment he saw Zhiming being thrown to the ground, the monk said nothing and began to concentrate on untying the big net around him.
Patriarch Qingmei's magic weapon is naturally a good thing.
But it doesn't mean that if you don't know the secret of using it at all, you can trap a disciple of the Bodhi Sect to death by simply throwing it out without giving much breath blessing.
Even though it carries the vast ocean, Zhiqing happens to be a walker who is good at physical body!
He leaned over slightly, and the gauze was clearly a thin net, but it seemed like a heavy shackle, and he was panting and unloading it on the ground.
"Lord Officer, you seem to be in trouble."
Monk Zhiqing was sweating profusely, but a smile appeared on his face. He opened his mouth to reveal a mouthful of white teeth.
Just relying on the practitioner's cultivation level in the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, plus the consumption of most of the True Immortal's aura, it might not be enough to defeat him.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's time for me to enjoy the Dragon and Tiger Sutra all by myself."
He stared closely at the young man in the black shirt who was approaching, his smile suddenly became full of ferocity, and the stick in his hand flew through the air like thunder, slashing at him fiercely!
Shen Yi did not evade, and smashed the treasure mountain in his hand in the same ferocious way.
This blow directly drained the remaining aura from Cang Mu.
The light on Baoyue burst out, and there was only a click, which was when the stick was broken.
Zhiqing seemed to have noticed that this thing was extraordinary. He had already stepped back a few steps in advance, abandoned his stick and released his strength. His arms were like hammers, and he walked across it!
Such a simple move, with the blessing of the Six Tribulations Lotus Platform, is a real killing move!
Shen Yi stood up, still not evading, and hit the monk's arms with a whip kick, and then stepped towards his head with her long boots!
boom!
Zhiqing suddenly knelt down on the futon, almost having his head stepped on, but his expression was not angry but happy.
He looked up sideways and said with a hoarse voice, "It seems like it's really not going to work."
The strength coming from his arms was fierce, but it was limited to the category of a Three Tribulation Walker.
Following the words, Zhiqing slowly exerted force and pushed up the boots bit by bit.
"I will extract your soul... torture out the Dragon and Tiger Sutra... and sacrifice the lives of my two fellow disciples..."
When he thought that he was about to obtain the Dragon-Tiger status, he finally couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, Zhiqing noticed that Shen Yi's expression was still so calm and indifferent, without any emotion at all.
"I told you."
"I am an official."
Hearing the words ringing in his ears, Zhiqing looked slightly startled.
Of course he knew that the other party was an official, otherwise he would not have been able to compete with him with the power of three tribulations and be completely unaffected by the imperial energy.
But what is the point of saying this now.
Do you expect yourself to let him go because you are afraid of his status as a court official?
etc!
Zhiqing's expression suddenly changed. In his sight, Shen Yi also smiled, her neat and white teeth looking so cold.
The next moment, a vast strength that was not inferior to that of a true immortal poured out from between his arms!
In a stalemate between the two, the effect of such a sudden force will be crushing.
Wrong! All wrong!
Zhiqing's eyes were about to burst and he wanted to drink violently, but his internal organs were shattered by the sudden aura of heaven and earth.
It turns out that this official... refers to the fucking immortal official!
Click——
Zhiqing knelt under the golden body of the dragon, tiger and arhat in a posture of prostrating himself to the ground. The place where the head originally belonged was replaced by a long boot, and the ground was covered with blood and broken bones.
The futon and the altar are separated
The monk seems to be kneeling on this golden body.
However, between him and the golden body, there was a slightly raised ink shirt, and Shen Yi stood with her hands down.
(End of chapter)