"Are you going to die like this? I'm not willing to--"
At this time, Wei Wuji felt not only despair, but also deep aggrieved.
He was born with a sword body and had cultivation at the peak of the cave world. It stands to reason that he would not be defeated so miserably in a fight with all his strength.
But Ye Qiu's speed was too fast and his fighting power was too fierce. As a result, he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword later. He was beaten to pieces and lost the ability to resist.
"Ye Changsheng, you must die a happy death!"
Wei Wuji's eyes were bloodshot and he cursed loudly.
"Okay, save some energy. Before An Ruoxi and the others go far, you can still catch up with them after going down." Ye Qiu said indifferently.
"If there is an afterlife, I will cut you into pieces."
After Wei Wuji shouted these words, he closed his eyes and quietly waited for death.
He did not choose Yuanshen to escape because he knew that Ye Qiu's speed was too fast and even if Yuanshen escaped, he would not be able to escape.
He thought about blowing himself up and dying together with Ye Qiu, but as soon as this thought occurred, a terrifying murderous intention enveloped his whole body.
Seeing that Ye Qiu's right foot was getting closer and closer to Wei Wuji's head, Wei Wuji's head would soon be crushed. Suddenly, a voice sounded.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."
This voice is full of magical power. Anyone who hears it will feel like being bathed in the sun, and the whole person will become lazy and unable to exert the slightest energy.
Master Changmei and Mo Tianji stood there with dull expressions on their faces. As for Lin Daniao, he lay limply on the ground with a silly grin.
On the side of Qingyun Sword Sect, Yun Xi's eyes also became confused. As for the disciples behind her, each of them seemed to have been cast on the body, standing there like wooden stakes.
Even Ye Qiu was affected. The murderous aura in his body suddenly dissipated like a tide, and his right foot stayed in the air, only two feet away from Wei Wuji's head.
"Qiang!"
Suddenly, the Xuanyuan Sword hidden in Ye Qiu's left eye vibrated slightly and let out a sword whistle.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu suddenly woke up and saw that his right foot was not stepping on Wei Wuji's head, and he was a little confused.
"what happened?"
"Why did I stop suddenly?"
"Yes, it's that voice!"
Ye Qiu suddenly turned his head and saw a monk wearing gray cassocks standing not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face.
This monk was about twenty years old, with a handsome face and a string of white Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. He wore cloth shoes. Although the monk's robes were old, they were extremely clean.
Ye Qiu recognized it at a glance. This monk was a disciple of Buddhism from Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan——
No flowers!
Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed. Wuhua affected the behavior of everyone present with just one voice. It can be seen that Wuhua's strength is very terrifying.
At least, far more than people like Wei Wuji, An Ruoxi, and Cao Mao.
"This little monk appears now, I'm afraid the person who comes is not good." Ye Qiu squinted his eyes and was about to speak, but Wu Hua spoke first.
"Amitabha, the young monk Wuhua comes from Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan and has met the donor Ye."
Wuhua smiled, put her hands together, and bowed politely to Ye Qiu.
"What a move of Buddhist Sanskrit. You are worthy of being a Buddhist disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple. It's amazing." Mo Tianji's voice sounded.
Ye Qiu looked back and saw Mo Tianji forming a seal with his hands in front of him, and softly shouted: "Wake up."
The sound was not loud, but it was filled with the power of heaven and earth.
Immediately, Master Changmei, Lin Daniao, Yun Xi and the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect all woke up.
"What happened? Why did Pindao seem to be broken into pieces just now?" Master Changmei looked confused.
Lin DaNiao said: "I seemed to have had a dream, in which there was a naked woman dancing in front of me. Her figure was slender and her dancing posture was graceful, which made me fascinated..."
Snapped!
Master Changmei slapped Lin DaNiao on the forehead, interrupting Lin DaNiao's speech, and then asked Mo Tianji: "Junior brother, what happened just now?"
"Of course it's the method of this Buddhist disciple from the Great Leiyin Temple." Mo Tianji stared at Wuhua cautiously.
Wuhua looked at Mo Tianji, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Amitabha, it turns out that the donor is a master of the fortune teller, I am disrespectful and disrespectful."
Yun Xi also woke up, looked at Wu Hua, and frowned slightly.
"Why did the people from Da Leiyin Temple appear at this time? Could it be that they wanted to prevent Changsheng from killing Wei Wuji?"
Just when Yun Xi thought of this, Ye Qiu's voice rang out: "What are you doing here?"
Ye Qiu's tone was unkind, and Wu Hua suddenly appeared to stop him from killing Wei Wuji, which made Ye Qiu very unhappy.
"Donor Ye, Prince Wei and the young monk are old friends. The young monk would like to ask Donor Ye to spare his life." Wuhua directly stated his intention.
Wei Wuji was stunned and looked at Wuhua in surprise, thinking, I have never had any friendship with the people from Daleiyin Temple, so why did Wuhua say that he and I were old friends?
Although he felt strange, Wei Wuji was still very excited because Wuhua was here to save him.
Moreover, as far as he knew, Wuhua was a disciple of the holy monk of Lingshan. It is said that when Wuhua was born, a vision came from the sky, and the lotus that had been dead for 100,000 years in Lingshan suddenly came to life and bloomed overnight.
Not only that, Wu Hua Buddha has extraordinary talents. He was familiar with various scriptures at the age of six. He discussed Dharma with eminent monks at the age of ten and resonated with the way of heaven. He forged the golden elixir at the age of twelve and entered the realm of cave heaven at the age of fourteen. His talent is so great.
Extraordinarily high.
Wuhua just said one sentence and it affected everyone's behavior. It can be seen that Wuhua is very strong.
"I'm not familiar with you, why should I spare his life when you say spare his life?" Ye Qiu's tone was still rude.
"Donor Ye, as long as you let Prince Wei go, I can give you a 100,000-year-old elixir." Wu Hua said with a smile, "Donor Ye, please show your respect."
Ye Qiu was not moved at all. There were countless treasures in the Immortal Mountain. He had even found a million-year-old elixir, so how could he take a hundred-thousand-year-old elixir seriously?
He just wants to kill Wei Wuji now.
Wei Wuji is a guy who was born with a sword, has extraordinary cultivation, a profound background, and a deep scheming mind. Once such a person is let go, there will be endless troubles.
Moreover, Wei Wuji saw Ye Qiu killing An Ruoxi, Cao Mao and others with his own eyes. If he were to let him go and wait for him to leave the Immortal Mountain and publicize what happened here, Ye Qiu would be hunted down by several major forces.
Therefore, it is safest to kill.
Ye Qiu looked at Wu Hua and said, "Sorry, it's not that I don't give you face, it's just that I will definitely kill this person."
After saying that, Ye Qiu stepped down with his right foot.
His script was only two feet away from Wei Wuji's head. If Wuhua hadn't suddenly appeared and used Buddhist chants to affect his actions, Wei Wuji's head would have been crushed.
In an instant, Wei Wuji only felt that he was enveloped by a huge shadow of death, and he cried out for help in a panic: "Buddha, save me——"
