Chapter 211 Defeat
“Ahhhhhh!”
The heart-rending scream echoed over the temple as Yuanxi’s five fingers dug deeply into the head of a monk Among them, the monk screamed before he died.
But Yuan Xi didn’t look good either. He had a broken knife stuck across his waist, and his intestines were dripping out of the wound. He looked terrifying.
The five fingers he dug into the monk were slightly red, and blood could be faintly seen under the jade-like skin flowing along the blood vessels into his body.
Then he pulled out the broken knife from his waist. While taking a deep breath, some small granules grew out of the wound. The granules were entangled together and gradually repaired the wound.
But at this moment, Faming came out of the thorn, shouted violently, and hit Yuanxi's wound hard with the Zen staff!
Yuan Xi cried out in pain, made claws with her five fingers and counterattacked.
On the other side, Fa Nu and several other monks were fighting with Yuan Wu, while Fa Chan and the other two monks were surrounding Yuan Jing.
Yuanwu is in the realm of the cave. He has the most advanced cultivation and is naturally the most difficult to deal with. Although he was interrupted in retreat and his condition is far from the peak, Fanu and others still fought extremely hard. .
I saw Fa Nu roaring loudly, his broadsword dancing wildly, Hong Lie's sword energy whipping up a whirlwind and slashing away. The sound of the sword vibrated and there were bursts of roaring sounds, like thunder... However, Yuan Wu still slapped him horizontally with a pair of fleshy palms. side.
"The Great Mighty Crime-Extinguishing Knife..."
Yuan Wu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "I am innocent, how can I destroy crime?"
Fa Anger became even more furious: "You bastard!"
As he spoke, he attacked again, slashing with the big sword like a violent storm, fast and fierce, with countless changes, the sword energy swirled around him, and the other monks It's even hard to get close to.
During the process of using the knife, tiny drops of blood oozed from the skin of his face and hands, and his eyes were severely bloodshot.
At this time, his sword skills were even more swift and domineering than before, and even Yuan Wu could not directly use his sword and had to retreat.
"Jun Tu's Evil-Breaking Knife, Yaksha's Demon-Destroying Knife."
Yuan Wu retreated and frowned: "If you use the two moves alternately, your body will not be able to support it at all, and you will die."
“I will kill you first!” Fa Nu’s voice became hoarse, but he became more courageous as he fought.
On the other side, Fachan and the other monks battled Yuanjing, but the scene was not so wild and domineering.
Yuanjing is originally from the ninth level of Lingqiao. He is also a magician and the personal master of Fa Chan. The other two monks who participated in the siege and killing of Yuanjing... are also magicians.
The four of them stood still and did not see any glimmers of light or glory. Instead, they looked at each other with a strange red light flashing in their eyes.
Among the techniques practiced in Fanyin Temple, the most powerful is illusion.
Others could not know what kind of illusion they were in. They could only see blood slowly dripping from the corners of the eyes of the two monks with low cultivation levels, and their bodies were shaking continuously.
Fachan and Yuanjing were slightly better. Although their faces were very solemn, there was no obvious damage.
The battle gradually became fierce, and the people who besieged Yuan Wu and Yuan Xi gradually moved from the pit to the ground.
The battle between Fa Nu, Yuan Wu, and a group of monks was the most powerful. In the blink of an eye, a Buddhist temple was destroyed. As smoke and dust flew, the monks fell one by one, and Yuan Wu finally suffered a heavy blow. Injured.
But his blood sea cassock skill is extremely profound. Every time he is deeply injured by a big sword, he can always catch a certain monk and absorb his essence and blood in an instant to repair himself.
"Fa Wrath..."
Yuan Wu flew to a roof, caught a monk in his hand, and photographed him into a mummy in his breath. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "The enemy is outside, but you are fighting within yourself. Could it be that someone is taking advantage of you?"
"I know whether I'm being used or not!"
Fa Nuan shouted and also jumped up to the roof, slashing at him again with his machete.
On the other side, Yuanxi and Faming were evenly matched.
One is in the ninth realm of Wu Qiao, and the other is in the eighth realm of Wu Qiao. Yuan Xi was injured due to being interrupted in seclusion, while Fa Ming had been recharging his energy for this battle for a long time, and the two sides were evenly matched.
Wherever the two of them went, there was destruction and rocks falling apart.
"Fa Ming, you have grown a lot..." Yuan Xi said in a gloomy voice: "If you want to be the abbot, just say it. Our position will be yours sooner or later, why bother?"
< br>Fa Ming sneered: "The blood feud for killing my father cannot be equaled by the abbot of a small temple! Either you die today or I die!"
As he spoke, the Zen staff dropped the one thrown by Yuan Xi. A big rock swooped away again.
In the distance, Fu Qingzhou was hiding in a shadow, watching silently.
Logically speaking, the internal strife in Fanyin Temple at this time is the perfect time to take action.
In fact, if he guessed correctly, all the lay disciples led by Li Qing before were already controlled by Hua Wuying.
Most of the people on my side have already surrounded Fanyin Temple.
But the reason why I didn’t take action was because it wasn’t the right time yet.
A few days ago, when Hua Wuying asked for advice in the alley, Fu Qingzhou gave a suggestion.
That is...the best time to take action is when the old strength has been exhausted and the new strength has not yet emerged.
To put it bluntly, whether it is Faming, Fanu and the others who win in the end, or the three monks Yuanwu fight back, when they win, that is when they are most tired and relaxed.
At this time, they are fighting in full swing, and their killing and fighting intentions are at their strongest. If someone from their own side comes to kill, not only must they fight directly, but more importantly, if the law is revealed, , Fa Nu and others realized that they had been deceived, and instead joined forces with Yuan Wu and the others, then the internal strife they had worked so hard to design would be in vain.
The shouts of killing in the distance gradually died down. Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and silently jumped to the top of the main hall. He stood on a high place and looked away.
Looking from a distance, there were many people lying in the pit, one of them seemed to be Yuanjing... Fachan lay on the ground like him, and neither of them moved for the time being.
"Did he faint or die?" Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and looked away.
Faming and Yuanxi are still fighting, but both of them are seriously injured. Faming's clothes have been torn into strips, and there are blood holes everywhere on his body; Yuanxi One of Xi's hands hung limply at his side, and there were large bruises all over his body. It was obvious that he had been hit countless times by the Zen staff.
And Yuanwu’s state...should be the best.
Fanu seemed unable to fight anymore. He was holding a sword in his hand and kneeling on one knee. He was struggling to stand up. All the monks who were besieging Yuanwu with him were already gone. They either died or were sucked away. Mummy.
Although Yuan Wu was covered with stab wounds and his skin was turned out, he still stood upright and was walking towards Fa Nu step by step.
"You are my most promising disciple."
Yuan Wu stood in front of Fa Nu and said calmly: "What a pity."
Fa Nu said He laughed miserably, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill if you want, there's so much nonsense!"
Yuanwu clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist chant in a low voice, stretched out his hand and pressed the Dharma angrily.
But just before his palms were about to touch, Fa Nu let out a horrifying roar from his throat, squeezing out all the energy in his body and causing all his true energy to rewind!
Immove the Pluto Sword!
From stillness to movement, although Fa Nu knelt down on one knee, he actually broke out the most powerful counterattack in his life at the moment of death!
Yuan Wu's pupils shrank, and his outstretched hand was instantly bruised by countless sword energy, and a sharp sword light came towards his neck!
Blood splattered.
Yuan Wu took a few steps back, his hands covered with knife marks, but Fa Nu stood up little by little, holding on to the knife.
Strong winds and sword energy swirled around him. His dark and thin body seemed to contain endless power. His eyes were no longer angry, replaced by an emotionless and calm killing intent.
"When facing the enemy, I broke through the eight realms and suddenly realized that King Ming's sword is immovable..." Yuan Wu sighed softly: "Such a talent, it is a pity."
Fa's anger seems to be heard. He didn't see it, took a step forward, and cut his sight with a broadsword.
Yuan Wu shook his head and pushed out a palm gently.
The golden light bloomed in the palm, and a golden palm print buzzed out.
“Hmm!”
With a muffled groan, the nine-ring sword flew out and fell to the ground far away.
Fa Nu lowered his head expressionlessly and glanced at the right side of his body - his right arm was broken at shoulder level, with thick blood dripping and bones all over the ground.
The next second, Yuan Wu flashed in front of him and stamped his chest with another palm.
"Pfft!"
Before being knocked away, Fa Nu stretched out his left hand and grabbed Yuan Wu's wrist tightly, and sprayed the blood mist from his mouth on Yuan Wu's face!
The next second, he tilted his head, and the amazing sword energy erupted around him again, strangulating towards Yuan Wu.
Yuan Wu frowned slightly, countless scars were instantly scratched on his body, and there were also many fine knife wounds on his face.
“No sword is better than a sword...why bother.”
He whispered: "Fanu, you are wrong."
Fanu's face remained expressionless, and blood kept dripping from his mouth.
Yuan Wu sighed softly, and suddenly turned his head slightly, looking at the top of the Main Hall.
There, Fu Qingzhou’s eyes lightly met his.
Fa Nu seemed to be aware of it, and slowly turned his neck and saw Fu Qingzhou in the distance.
"Zhou, Zhou Qing?" He was a little confused.
Yuan Wu said softly: "Don't you understand yet? There is no Zhou Qing at all, there is just Fu Qingzhou."
"Qingzhou? Qingzhou, Zhou Qing..." Fa Nu seemed Finally figured something out.
The calmness in his eyes that did not last long was broken and became extremely complicated and weird.
After being silent for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and glared at Yuan Wu: "Then my...family..."
"You were killed by Master." Yuan Wu said calmly: "Your talent is something I have only seen in my life, so Master used illusions to confuse your enemy and let him poison your whole family."
There was a moment of silence. Finally, Fa Nu lowered his head and let out a dull, hoarse laugh from his throat.
The laughter grew louder and louder, until it turned into a laugh up to the sky.
He was laughing and coughing up blood. Thick blood gushed out from his facial features, and his eyes widened.
Gradually, Fa Nu lost his voice and died while standing in place, looking up to the sky and laughing.
Yuan Wu wrenched his hand away from Fa Nu, and turned his head to look at Fu Qingzhou again.
Fu Qingzhou naturally saw all this. He smiled and was not afraid. Instead, he raised his hand and a yellow talisman appeared between his fingers.
Although the war is not completely over now, it is... almost.
The yellow talisman was thrown into the sky and exploded into a ball of fireworks in an instant.
Thanks to book friend Qingying for the tip!
(End of this chapter)