The old monk seemed to have no intention of retreating.
The monk was compassionate, but now that Ye Xiaochuan had killed more than forty people in public, he had to come forward.
The old monk said: "The donor has a very serious desire to kill, so let me resolve the hostility in his heart."
As he spoke, his body suddenly emitted a solemn Buddhist golden light, and he stepped in the air, walking towards Xuehai Cliff step by step, as if there was an invisible road under his feet.
Miaohua Xiaoni from Jixiang Temple held the Chunjun Divine Sword and looked at the old monk in the sky with some worry.
He turned around and said, "I'll go over and take a look."
Suddenly, a withered arm stretched out from behind her and put it on her shoulder.
I saw three decrepit old nuns walking out from behind Miaohua.
They turned out to be the three most senior nuns in Jixiang Temple: Zhi'e, Zhinan, and Zhiku.
These three gods and nuns have not appeared for many years, but the last time they appeared in the Human Alliance, they secretly took action at the critical moment and entangled Yu Jizi, which allowed Ye Xiaochuan to escape from Samsara Peak.
Back then on the Samsara Peak, these three sisters had debated Taoism and Dharma with the two sages, and they were on par with each other. They were extremely impressed by the two sages who had no cultivation, but had such high knowledge.
Today I heard that the two saints passed away to heaven. Bodhi Mountain is not far from Mount Tai, so I came with Miaohua Xiaoni to worship.
The one who stopped Miaohua Xiaoni was Zhi'e Shenni.
Zhi'e shook his head slowly and said: "The man on the cliff is a master of swordsmanship. If you can't block his sword, it will be very dangerous to go up there.
But he can’t hurt Monk Kongwu.”
That old monk walking in the sky turned out to be one of the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple, the master of Jingse, and the monk Kongwu! The three holy nuns and Master Kongwu are really low-key. With such a big name, come on
It's been a long time, but I didn't make a sound, just sitting among the monks and nuns in the valley, meditating and chanting sutras.
It wasn't until this moment that these three peerless masters showed up.
Master Kongwu started chanting sutras even though he was far away.
Buddhist Sanskrit music indeed has the miraculous effect of washing away sins, and listening to it can make one feel as calm as water.
But Ye Xiaochuan's obsession was deep-seated, and coupled with his guilt towards the two saints, it became even more difficult to calm down.
Hearing the Sanskrit sound, not only did it not calm his mind, but instead aroused the demonic nature in his body that had just been suppressed for a long time.
Ye Xiaochuan swung out his sword again, but Shangguan Yu didn't even have time to stop him.
This time there are not hundreds of sword qi, but only one sword qi.
But this sword energy is very huge, and its power is much more powerful than the hundreds of sword energy activated previously combined.
The huge sword energy turned into a sword shadow, cut through the sky, and roared towards Master Kongwu.
Master Kongwu did not stop, he still walked forward in the air, and the Buddhist chanting in his mouth did not stop.
I saw his old palms clasping together heavily.
There was a loud bang, and a golden light swept out, colliding with the unparalleled sword energy released by Ye Xiaochuan.
Boom! A dazzling light exploded in mid-air, making it impossible to look directly.
A loud noise swept through Mount Tai, but the ethereal Buddha's voice never stopped.
Ye Xiaochuan's eyes, which had originally recovered, gradually turned red at this moment.
His spiritual power was locked on Master Kongwu until the other party resolved his sword.
He stood up slowly, holding the edgeless sword in his hand.
Looking at the remains of the two saints in front of him, he twisted his neck, and the wings of the demon behind him slowly opened. "Master Ye, that is Kong..." Before Shangguan Yu could say the name of the monk Kong Wu, Ye Xiaochuan had already
Disappeared.
Almost at the same time, Ye Xiaochuan, with wings spread and blood-red eyes, appeared above Master Kongwu's head and slashed at Master Kongwu's head with a sword.
Who is Master Kongwu?
That is one of the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple.
Just because he couldn't beat Xuan Ying back then doesn't mean he is weak, it's just that Xuan Ying is too strong.
Master Kongwu's cultivation level of immortality means that few people in the world can hurt him.
Buddhism specializes in cultivating the heart and spiritual power, and is surrounded by the spiritual realm of Master Kongwu. Although Ye Xiaochuan's speed can blind the eyes of most cultivators on Mount Tai at this moment, he is not so fast that even Master Kongwu cannot lock on it.
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He noticed Ye Xiaochuan appearing above his head, stopped, and clapped the palm of his right hand upward. It was originally just a fleshy palm, but suddenly it became gleaming, like a golden palm.
The edgeless sword struck right at the palm of Master Kongwu's raised right hand.
The palm was not chopped off, but instead made a sound like the impact of iron and stone.
Ye Xiaochuan was sent back anyway.
"The Immortal Golden Body Dharma?
See how many times you can block my sword!"
A man roared from the sky.
Because Ye Xiaochuan's speed was too fast, the onlookers below still couldn't see Ye Xiaochuan's appearance and figure clearly.
All I saw was the flashing sword light in the sky and the rolling black shadows, besieging Master Kongwu from all directions.
The skin of Master Kongwu's whole body is glowing with dazzling golden light, as if the Buddha has come to the world.
I saw him clapping his hands quickly, each palm just blocking Ye Xiaochuan's sword.
With just a pair of fleshy palms, he actually blocked Ye Xiaochuan's crazy attack! Most people can't see what kind of monster is besieging Kongwu, but how could the three old nuns in Jixiang Temple not see it clearly?
The three nuns almost couldn't believe their eyes and looked at each other.
They were twins born from the same mother, and they had the same mind, and they both felt the surprise in the hearts of the other two sisters.
They didn't expect that Ye Xiaochuan would appear here.
And he was actually able to fight the Kongwu Divine Monk inextricably.
Zhi'e Shenni stared at the fighting in the sky, and used the magical power of transmitting sound into secrets to transmit the sound to Miaohua Xiaoni beside him.
"Miaohua, this person is the donor of Ye Xiaochuan, please don't make it public."
Miaohua, who was anxiously watching the battle in the sky, changed his expression drastically when he heard the message from Master Zhi'e's uncle.
She lost her voice: "What?
Is it Ye...Ye Donor?"
Zhi'e nodded slowly.
He continued to transmit the message: "Donor Ye has a special status. There are many people here, so your two uncles and I stepped forward to control the situation. You and the monks of Kayaba Temple try to delay as much time as possible, and don't let others know about Ye Xiaochuan."
identity."
Miaohua woke up from the shock. Of course she knew that if the news about Ye Xiaochuan in Mount Tai spread, it would not take a moment for the place to be surrounded by cultivators from various factions.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan was so fast that the spectators couldn't even see the afterimage clearly, otherwise they would have recognized this demon a long time ago.
The three nuns recognized Ye Xiaochuan.
Kong Wu, who fought against Ye Xiaochuan, naturally recognized him.
Fortunately, Master Kongwu didn't seem to want to harm Ye Xiaochuan. Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan's speed had slowed down a bit, he counterattacked decisively, forcing Ye Xiaochuan to continue to fight against him at a high speed, so that others could not see Ye Xiaochuan's appearance clearly.
At this moment, three golden light balls shot into the sky.
Those three light balls were very dazzling, like three small suns very close at hand.
Even the first-class masters in the Lingji realm could not look directly at the terrifying and dazzling golden light, so they covered their eyes with their hands and closed their eyes.