Any big figure or force that controls power cannot tolerate those who are disobedient, but Longgui Temple does not obey the orders of any force.
Logically speaking, many forces on the four main islands would not allow the existence of Longgui Temple.
However, he finally chose to let it go, simply because the evil Buddha in charge of Longgui Temple was too difficult to mess with.
Evil Buddha is a cultivator in the Snake and Dragon Realm, but he is by no means a bottom existence like the previous head of the Dongfang Family. Even among the many major forces on the four main islands, there are few who are stronger than him.
It stands to reason that such characters should have long become the legend of Penglai Island, and everyone knows about them.
However, this evil Buddha does not like fame and fortune, does not love power, and is not keen on the pursuit of others. He is very much like an eminent monk with a pure heart and few desires, except for two things. He does not look like a monk at all.
One is a good woman; the other is warlike!
Back then, he basically challenged all the top experts on Penglai Island.
It is also for this reason that even among ordinary people, the name of the evil Buddha remains unknown.
But in the circle of top experts, the weight of the word "evil Buddha" is not comparable to that of ordinary snake and dragon realm cultivators.
"Let me just say that there is no need for the proud men from the other three main islands to come to Lingshan Island to participate in the Immortal Asking Conference. But if they come from Youyue Island, everything makes sense."
"By the way. You haven't said yet, what method is he using? At such a young age, this boy has already mastered two Buddhist secrets to the pinnacle!"
"Zixiao Evil Eye! Back then, I also accidentally saw Evil Buddha perform it. This method seemed to allow him to feel the laws of muscles and meridians through subtle changes in the human body, thereby predicting the opponent's next move in advance!
For example, if the opponent has the idea of punching in his mind, he can already know it before his body actually reacts."
"Hiss—this method is a bit too shocking!"
"It's really amazing. It must be the true inheritance of Evil Buddha! This little monk must have been trained by Evil Buddha himself."
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While several people were talking, the fight between Monk Qijie and Qiu Feng had entered a fierce stage.
Qiu Feng's strength is not bad. His swords are dazzling and his moves are changeable. Sometimes he is like gentle breeze and drizzle, unable to be grasped, and sometimes he is like heavy rain, fast and violent!
However, his powerful sword skills were always passive in the face of Monk Qijie's two special skills.
Unknowingly, Qiu Feng was forced to the edge of the ring. As long as he took another step back and walked out of the ring, he would still be considered a loser, even if he was standing in the air.
"Wash the blood and chase the soul, the sword will last forever!"
He was like a ferocious beast that was forced into a desperate situation and fought back with all his strength. His energy and spirit were highly concentrated, as if his whole will had turned into a sword and merged with the long sword in his hand.
In people's eyes, only this bright sword remained, and everything else around it seemed to have been wiped out by this sword!
clang!
The sound of gold and stone clashing sounded again.
Monk Qijie slapped his palm on the rain-cutting knife, but this time, he only deflected the rain-cutting knife slightly.
The end of the knife passed over his chest, blood spurted out, and the golden light on his body dimmed instantly, and a hideous wound appeared in everyone's sight.
"The monk's golden body has been broken!"
"This...Qiu Feng is going to turn defeat into victory?"
"I'm just saying, how could it be possible for someone on the Lingshan Dragon and Phoenix List to lose so easily!"
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Everyone thought that the situation was about to be reversed, but it turned out that Monk Qijie's palm did not stop and hit Qiu Feng's heart directly!
Bang!
The power of this palm is no less powerful than that of the missed Caiyu knife, or in other words, more terrifying!
Qiu Feng's chest collapsed immediately, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew out of the ring.
On the stage, the old man from Lingbaoxuan immediately rushed out and caught Qiu Feng.
Qiu Feng himself is from Lingbaoxuan, so it is most appropriate for the old man to take action at this moment.
And the old man's intervention in this battle also means that this competition has completely come to an end.
"The winner is Monk Qijie!"
The middle-aged man from Biyou Palace said loudly.
Previously, he was basically nonchalant and used numbers to announce the winner or loser. This time, it was the name of Monk Qijie that he spoke.
Monk Qijie tapped a few acupuncture points around the ferocious wound on his chest, and the injury immediately stopped. He said the Buddha's name and walked off the stage.
"Lost! Qiu Feng actually lost!"
"We are not blind. Qiu Feng's strength is obvious to all, and he is worthy of the name of genius. The problem lies with this monk! This monk is not too strong."
"I didn't expect it! In the previous Immortal Questioning Conference, it can be said that the top ten came from the four major sects, but this time, it is different. The last time this happened was decades ago!"
"Hey! According to me, this is what makes it interesting. The most interesting thing about this Immortal Asking Conference is this one."
"That's right! Those who are ranked before Qiu Feng on the Lingshan Dragon and Phoenix List may not be as good as this monk, but according to what happens next, they will all enter the top ten directly, and it is impossible to compete with him!"
…
Everyone just felt that they had watched an unprecedented battle and were very excited.
In their opinion, since Monk Qijie defeated Qiu Feng, there is no doubt that he will sweep through the others in the same arena and directly enter the top ten.
Unlike others, Yang Mu's eyes fell more on Qiu Feng.
Qiu Feng was defeated by Monk Qijie and was seriously injured, but he was not at all as depressed as Sun Yaotian who had just lost to him.
At this moment, Qiu Feng only had annoyance and thoughts on his face. He seemed to feel that he had not performed well enough just now and had some shortcomings.
"There are many real figures among the disciples trained by large sects like Penglai Island."
Yang Mu smiled and looked forward to the next competition even more.
The competition continues.
Although Monk Qijie was still injured, he relied on his level-crushing strength to easily defeat one opponent after another.
Yang Mu's performance was equally easy, defeating every opponent.
In the end, it was the two of them who stood on the ring and competed for the first place in the ring.
"Finally it's their turn!"
"I didn't expect that at this Lingshan Island Immortal Conference, in the same arena, we would be able to kill such two guys who exceeded everyone's expectations!"
"They are indeed somewhat similar, but their strength is not at the same level. They are not interesting at all, right?"
"Yang Mutian should be in the middle stage of Tianyuan Realm, but Monk Qijie is at the peak of Tianyuan Realm. How can we fight? In my opinion, he might as well just admit defeat."
"Having said that, Monk Qijie is injured right now..."
"Hmph! The gap between the peak of Tianyuan Realm and the middle stage of Tianyuan Realm is huge, beyond your imagination. Even if Monk Qijie is injured, to defeat Yang Mutian, I estimate that a few breaths will be enough."
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The audience was noisy.
In people's eyes, there is no suspense in this battle.