The four women suddenly stopped casting the Buddhist mantra, looked at Zhou Aotian and the others, nodded slightly, and continued to recite the Buddhist mantra.
Apparently they recognized Zhou Aotian and the other four.
They had met Zhou Aotian. After all, he was responsible for patrolling Qingyun Avenue.
No matter how ignorant they are of worldly affairs, they still need to get to know these official people.
Zhou Aotian and the others looked towards the field.
The sword light was bright, one side was like a blizzard, and the other side was like a clear spring. The clear spring was obviously outmatched, and was so dim that it was almost invisible.
But they didn't disappear, and they still stubbornly carried on, even though all four of them were hit by swords and stabbed.
They were all hit by swords on their shoulders or chests, but the tip of the sword did not penetrate too deep and had to be pulled out.
They were brave and not afraid of death. After being hit by the sword, they not only did not avoid it, but rushed towards them to kill them together, forcing them to withdraw their swords and not bother to stab them to death.
In the final analysis, what they want to do is not to die together, but to kill them and escape intact.
If their swordsmanship is excellent and the four of them overwhelm the eight of them, they may become desperate and die together.
But seeing that their swordsmanship was not as good as his own, and that eight of them could kill them and still escape unharmed, he no longer had the will to fight.
Although there were four nuns beside them who did not take any action and were only chanting mantras, they were still confident.
The sword moves they performed were exquisite, but they were unable to exert their power. They were typical of having a good eye but a low hand, lacking in training and experience in fighting.
They are now so confident that even if eight of them are added together or even twelve of them are added together, the result will be the same, they will all be killed by themselves.
Zhou Aotian and the other four looked worried.
Fortunately, even though they were all injured, they remained in high spirits and were not affected by their injuries at all. Instead, their movements became more and more agile and their sword moves became more and more proficient.
The original disadvantage slowly came back, and gradually, I was no longer forced to be in danger, but became more comfortable.
"Substitute!" Meng Qinghe suddenly shouted.
Four women floated out from the side hall, holding Qingfeng swords, and floated into the battle group lightly, taking over from the original four women.
The four girls backed away lightly and returned to the four people who were chanting Buddhist mantras. They returned their swords to their sheaths and began to form hand seals and recite mantras.
Zhou Aotian looked at them in confusion, and then at the four women who were busy with their swordsmanship.
To them, the swordsmanship of these eight middle-aged men was too powerful, far better than the masters they had encountered before.
Originally, they almost didn't use sword skills or knife skills to kill. Instead, their bodies were controlled by the Evernight Moon God, and they could kill with a speed that exceeded the world's limit.
Now they have acquired a large amount of inheritance, memory and experience of exquisite sword moves, but they cannot be completely integrated for a while.
Even though they compete constantly, this kind of competition is different from a life-and-death fight.
Without a suitable scenario, the experience will not be consistent enough.
After all, the swordsmanship experience and swordsmanship gained are not as good as those gained by honing it yourself. It requires a process of absorption and transformation.
Now they use these eight masters of swordsmanship to sharpen their swords and use them as whetstones, fighting four by four.
If the twelve girls were together, the eight of them might not be able to hold on for a short period of time, and the training effect would be lost.
Zhou Aotian also saw the clues and looked at the four girls in surprise. He saw that they were injured without caring, as if the stabbing was not their own body and they were careless.
From Zhou Aotian's point of view, everything about them was weird.
He has superb and exquisite swordsmanship, but his youthfulness appears everywhere, as if he is not used to such superb swordsmanship.
However, as he sharpened his skills, he quickly gained proficiency, and his swordsmanship increased dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, his kung fu was on par with, or even surpassed, that of eight middle-aged swordsmen.
What's even weirder is that after they were injured, there was no change. The shoulder was obviously injured and should have bled, but it didn't. Instead, the wound healed at a terrifying speed.
Their expressions were focused, undisturbed and unaffected by their injuries, they focused on their swordsmanship, and finally regained their disadvantage quickly.
"Change again!" The four women who first recited the Buddhist mantra rushed into the field to take their place again, honing their sword skills again.
Not only Zhou Aotian and the other four could see it, but the eight middle-aged swordsmen also saw the clues and became furious and gnashed their teeth.
"Prepare……"
A middle-aged man just opened his mouth, preparing to use secret techniques to stimulate his potential and make a desperate move to escape.
Otherwise, according to the current situation, let alone killing them for revenge, you will not be able to escape even if you want to, and you will need secret skills to escape.
The eight women suddenly recited the same Buddhist mantra, and then each of them turned their eyes to one of them.
Obviously, this time the Buddhist mantra was not cast on the companions, but on eight of them.
The eight of them suddenly became energetic and felt the coming of the Pure Heart Spell. The nectar-like power was injected into their minds, and they suddenly became extremely calm.
Once calmed down, the manic brain suddenly became calm, and at the same time the anger and hatred were calmed down, becoming as calm as water, without any ripples.
Looking at the twelve girls, I didn't think they looked disgusting. They killed each other quickly, and their murderous intent quickly faded away and became gentle.
They seemed to have become ordinary beauties and had no grudge against them.
As a result, the secret technique could no longer be used.
The eight women changed their hand seals again, formed the Immovable Mountain Seal, and then cast the immobilizing spell, falling towards one of them respectively.
Their bodies froze almost simultaneously.
The sword light like a clear spring passed between their eyebrows.
The eight people suddenly stopped.
Their movements stopped almost at the same time, and the light in their eyes quickly dimmed until it was completely extinguished, and they died.
"Hey..." The girls let out a sigh at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled, showing the joy of harvest.
Through this fight, their mastery of swordsmanship has improved a lot, and they have stepped from a second-rate swordsman to a first-rate swordsman.
Meng Qinghe came to Zhou Aotian and titheed him: "Master Zhou, what a joke."
"Congratulations to Master Yuanchun." Zhou Aotian said, "Kill the invading enemies and make great progress in your cultivation."
"That's good." Meng Qinghe shook his head and said, "They have murderous intentions, so the poor nuns and others have no choice but to kill them."
"They are seeking death themselves, and they cannot blame others." A young man in a blue shirt next to him said with a smile: "However, the swordsmanship of all masters is indeed superb. Could it be that it was passed down from the monk Fakong?"
"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded calmly: "It is the swordsmanship taught by the abbot's initiation. A few of us are dull and need to slowly absorb and digest it before we can turn it into our own swordsmanship."
"Initiation..." Zhou Aotian said curiously: "Master Yuanchun, what happens when the initiation is taught? Could it be that after the initiation, you will know this swordsmanship?"
Meng Qinghe's bright eyes flashed as he looked at Zhou Aotian.
Zhou Aotian chuckled and said, "This is a secret. I shouldn't ask about it."
Meng Qinghe shook his head: "Actually, this is not a secret. The abbot's initiation method is different from the world's initiation method. After we receive the initiation, we will experience the fighting scenes one by one, using sword skills that we have never learned.
Go and fight."
Zhou Aotian tried his best to figure out the situation, nodded and said: "Then you mastered this set of swordsmanship?"
"Exactly." Meng Qinghe said: "It's just that this kind of mastery seems to be something you learned when you were a child. You learned it but almost forgot it. Only after you review it and polish it again can you master it completely."
"What a mysterious initiation technique." Zhou Aotian sighed with emotion: "He is indeed the divine monk Fakong, I admire him!"
"Master Zhou, please take away their bodies."
"Okay." Zhou Aotian agreed readily.
Thinking of this, Zhou Aotian shook his head.
The other three young men in blue shirts came in, quickly moved the eight corpses to the cold jade bed, and patted them.
They turned to look at Luo Xuyang and the others.
Four people versus four people, their eyes intertwined in the air, secretly competing with each other.
If you are an ordinary town and patrol officer, you will feel a little inferior when you encounter Fengtian Temple, and you will consciously avoid it.
Zhou Aotian and the four of them are the best in the town and patrol department. They are more dissatisfied with Fengtian Temple and want to take the lead.
Of course, the four people from Fengtian Palace looked down upon the Town Patrol Division. Seeing their arrogance, they were very disdainful and wanted to teach them a lesson.
Just because they belong to each other, they will be punished if they take action, so they can only endure it forcefully.
Lao Fan and Lao Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to look through it, quickly searched it, frowned, and looked at each other.
"Old Fan, what's the problem?" Luo Xuyang asked curiously.
Zhou Aotian and others also stared at them.
"They are masters of the Xuanji Sword Sect."
"Mysterious Sword Sect?" Luo Xuyang and Zhou Aotian's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at the eight corpses in surprise.
"It turns out to be from the Xuanji Sword Sect?" Zhou Aotian said in surprise: "I really can't tell."
He just felt that the swordsmanship of these eight people was exquisite, but because Meng Qinghe and the others were compared, he felt that the swordsmanship of Meng Qinghe and the others was still more exquisite.
In comparison, I didn't feel that the swordsmanship of the eight of them was that exquisite. I never expected that they were from the Xuanji Sword Sect.
The Xuanji Sword Sect is not an ordinary sword sect, but was founded by Chen Xuanji, a disciple of the Wuchang Sword Sect.
The Xuanji Sword School is a fusion of the swordsmanship of the Wuchang Sword Sect and the swordsmanship that Chen Xuanji encountered by chance. It is exquisite and powerful.
The sect has been established for more than two hundred years, during which time many top swordsmen have appeared.
Now there are more than ten top swordsmen in the sect.
If it's an ordinary sect, like the Flying Hammer Sect, if a disciple dies, he or she will die, so you don't need to pay much attention to it.
But the person who died was a disciple of the Xuanji Sword Sect, so he had to inform the Xuanji Sword Sect and give them an explanation.
Luo Xuyang said in a deep voice: "If it is the Xuanji Sword Sect, then the King Kong Villa will be in trouble!"
The Xuanji Sword Sect is very protective of its shortcomings. Once a disciple is killed, no matter whether it is justified or not, revenge will be taken.
He who kills must pay with his life.
It can be foreseen that in the coming days, the Xuanji Sword Sect will definitely destroy the King Kong Villa, even with the support of Her Royal Highness the Twelve Princesses.
The Xuanji Sword Sect will not sell off the face of Her Royal Highness the Twelve Princess, after all, the Xuanji Sword Sect is backed by the Wuchang Sword Sect.
As one of the four major sects in Dayun, the Wuchang Sword Sect has more reputation than Her Royal Highness the Twelve Princesses.
Zhou Aotian hummed: "They broke into the King Kong Villa directly in broad daylight. These guys from the Xuanji Sword Sect are so arrogant."
This means that the town patrol department is not taken seriously at all.
He didn't take Fengtian Temple seriously either.
Luo Xuyang was silent.
He knows how difficult it is to offend the Wuchang Sword Sect, and the Xuanji Sword Sect, even if they can’t be provoked, they will get involved if they don’t do anything right.
There are many masters of Wuchang Sword Sect in Fengtian Hall, either as general managers or as worshippers.
Under such circumstances, how could it be possible to favor King Kong Villa?