Chapter two hundred and sixty first night blood (4)
The battle between Mo Han and the Blood Monk unfolded in a way that no one could have imagined. Mo Han did not understand why the Blood Monk did this. It seemed that doing so did not do any good to the Blood Monk, but seemed to be helping Mo Han.
One move determines the outcome. The Blood Monk didn't do anything, and neither did Mo Han. In their view, doing something to each other was the greatest insult to the other.
"Blood-red Amitabha!" Blood Monk shouted, and a blood-red Amitabha statue several feet tall appeared from behind him.
This is the Blood Monk's biggest attack and his most powerful move. He once relied on this move to kill hundreds of powerful enemies and countless people who provoked him.
Mo Han looked at the bloody Amitabha behind the blood monk, and an abnormal blush flashed across his face. His most powerful move at the moment is the Seven Kills of the Killing Blade, but now he can no longer try it due to his physical condition.
, and don’t want to use it.
Because in Mo Han's heart, the Blood Monk has nothing to do with him, let alone hatred. And every time the Seven Kills of the Killing Blade is used, it must drink a lot of blood before it gradually disappears, otherwise it will bite the owner.
Mo Han shook his slightly dizzy head, slowly raised the Tai Chi epee, and started running forward with his feet naturally.
After the Bloody Amitabha appeared, the expression on the Bloody Monk's face became extremely *, as if he had been practicing for hundreds of years. His brows were full of compassion and love for everything in the world. If it weren't for the Bloody Amitabha behind him,
, if it weren’t for the strong smell of blood emanating from his body, maybe someone would actually kneel down here.
"Everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone. Everyone in the world is dreaming and I sleep alone."
"The Voice of Amitabha!"
"Fist of Mido!"
"God of Amitabha!"
It was as if thousands of Amitabhas appeared around Mo Han, chanting the supreme Buddhist scriptures, trying to wipe away all the demonic nature in Mo Han and save him from becoming a Buddha.
Each Amitabha Buddha's body is glowing with golden light, and the Buddhist sutras chanted by each Amitabha statue are recounting Mo Han's past. Each Amitabha statue stretches out its fist, as if to completely wipe away the murderous sins on Mo Han's body.
"Hehe, hehe. You are a demon and I am a human, how can you save me?" Mo Han sneered, running without any pause, as if he didn't see the thousands of Amitabhas or hear the sky.
The sound of Buddha.
The blood monk's lowered eyes suddenly opened, staring at the running figure of Mo Han, punching with both hands suddenly, and shouted: "Wrath of Amitabha!"
Bloody Amitabha, who was half-suspended behind Bloody Monk, stepped forward, made fists with his hands, and struck hard at Mo Han.
Mo Han held up the Tai Chi heavy sword and came to a place less than two meters away from the blood monk. His whole body suddenly stopped, his breath completely restrained, his face was serious, and the Tai Chi heavy sword struck Amitabha's forehead slowly and heavily.
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There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was there any aftermath of the collision that swept across everything. It was as if the entire world was barred. A black hole the size of a fist appeared where the Tai Chi epee collided with Amitabha's forehead, swallowing up everything.
Mo Han and the Blood Monk each spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew back.
"I lost." The blood monk fell heavily to the ground and struggled to stand up. Without even looking at Mo Han, he took off his storage bag and threw it to where Mo Han was, then turned and left.
"Wow!" Mo Han stood with his sword in his hand and looked at the back of the blood monk as he left, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
This time, the blood Mo Han spurted out was not entirely bright red, but had a faint black tint.
The news of Blood Monk's defeat spread to everyone in an instant, and Mo Han's situation after the war also spread.
"He is dying, and Beidou Qingyun doesn't dare to stand up at this time. It's our turn."
Similar orders came from the four major families and two major sects in the Cambrian Continent, and even the eight major forces gathered together in the Dead Leaf Continent had the same order.
In the small courtyard where the eight major forces of the Dead Leaf Continent gathered, Qi Lingwei Su Xiaoning and three others stood obediently behind their father and master.
"Anyway, I am going to the Wenxian Palace. The treasures belonging to my Dead Leaf Continent must not be taken away by people from the Cambrian Continent." Jian Pengkun, the Supreme Elder of the Wenxian Palace, slapped the table and said fiercely.
"I, Yuhuang Gu, agree!"
"I, the Burning Heaven Sect, agree!"
"I, Xuanye Kingdom, agree!"
"I, Ziwei Pavilion, agree!"
"I, Qingli Country, agree!"
"I am the Tianlong Kingdom."
"I am the country of Ziqi."
Before the Supreme Emperor of Tianlong Kingdom and Qi Haoyu of Ziqi Kingdom could say the word "agree", they were abruptly interrupted by Xiao Ning and Qi Ling saying "Grandpa", and then they both said in unison: "We, Tianlong Kingdom,
We, the Ziqi Kingdom, refuse, if you want to go, you can go, we will never go."
Wei Su shrugged helplessly. He had also stopped his master Fu Chuang just now, but was stopped by his master Zhou Yingyi.
Even more helpless than Wei Su were the Supreme Emperor Xiao Yuan of the Tianlong Kingdom and the Supreme Emperor Qi Haoyu of the Purple Qi Kingdom. They both doted on their granddaughter Sun Nan. Seeing Xiao Ning and Qi Ling express their opinions, the two of them could only smile bitterly.
: "Well, if that's the case, then we will retreat and wait here for your triumphant return."
Jian Pengkun looked at Xiao Yuan and Qi Haoyu with disdain: "There is no problem at all if you don't go, but you will not have the opportunity to participate in the qualifications to divide the spoils. This must be agreed upon first, so as not to have different opinions when the spoils are divided.
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Seeing the disdain in Jian Pengkun's eyes, Qi Ling despised this group of people even more. He stood up directly to face Jian Pengkun and sneered: "Don't worry, as long as you can get your so-called trophies alive, I, Zi Qi Kingdom, will never want it."
, without even looking at it.”
Xiao Ning imitated Qi Ling's tone and repeated what Qi Ling said, except that she replaced Zi Qi Kingdom with Tianlong Kingdom.
"You, you two!" Jian Pengkun was so angry that he couldn't speak. When did two juniors dare to challenge his dignity? Is he, a spiritual practitioner, so easy to bully?
But when he met the eyes of Xiao Yuan and Qi Haoyu, Jian Pengkun suddenly endured this tone. After they went to deal with the little beast, they would come back to settle the score with them. I believe that by that time, no one will do it again.
Standing on the side of Tianlong Kingdom and Ziqi Kingdom, he will not be so easy to talk to at that time.
Seeing Jian Pengkun's back angrily leaving, and the other forces clearly looking away from them, Xiao Yuan and Qi Haoyu looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces, not knowing whether they were right or wrong this time.
"Grandpa, don't worry. When has your granddaughter tricked you? This time we will definitely make a profit. The things in Xiaohan's hands are not so easy to get. Otherwise, what would happen to Beidou Qingyun, one of the five major forces in the Cambrian Continent?
Will they make good friends with Mo Han? They went tonight, maybe they stole the chicken but lost the rice." Xiao Ning jumped into Xiao Yuan's arms, calling her grandpa sweetly, holding Xiao Yuan's beard in her hand, smiling.
said.
Xiao Yuan took Xiao Ning's little hand off his beard angrily and waited for Qi Haoyu: "Old man Qi, let me tell you, if the boat capsizes this time, you can take our whole family with you to escape. Just now
It’s your grandson’s fault. If it weren’t for your grandson, my granddaughter wouldn’t be like this.”
Qi Haoyu glanced at Xiao Yuan with a look of disdain: "You old man is getting an advantage and acting like a good boy. Besides, Ling'er's perception is naturally not wrong. If we don't go this time, we will only get benefits. At least we still have his friendship.
, all the efforts made before will not be dissipated because of this."
At this time, Qi Ling finally realized that Jiang was still old and hot. His grandfather and Xiao Ning's grandfather had no intention of going from the beginning. They just didn't tell them and kept digging a hole, waiting for them to jump in.
"Grandpa, you lied to me again!" Xiao Ning grabbed Xiao Yuan's beard and shouted reluctantly.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, don't pull, don't pull." Xiao Yuan cried out pain while pressing Xiao Ning's little hand, "Old man Qi calculated that the Dead Leaf Continent was about to undergo a huge change, but he didn't calculate what the huge changes would look like.
But considering that the great change is related to one person, you all know this person.
And they are very familiar, so we had no intention of going. Just now, Old Man Qi and I went, not to share the spoils but to help the little guy. What I didn’t expect was that you two kids refused immediately.
An old man can only resort to tricks."
"By the way, why are you still here, little guy? Why didn't you follow your master?" After saying that, Qi Haoyu glared at him, and Xiao Yuan awkwardly changed the topic to the side and stood there without following his master.
Wei Su asked slowly as he left.
"We don't agree with each other. Ziwei Pavilion raised me, but I have paid it off over the years. There is no need to explain some things too clearly. I have done what I should do. I will have nothing to do with Ziwei Pavilion in the future."
After all, I'm just Mo Han's brother, Mo Han's good brother." After Wei Su said these words, he seemed to be relieved, with a bright smile on his face again.
On the other side, after receiving the order, people from all the major forces swarmed towards where Mo Han was. The most powerful ones were the cultivators from the Dead Leaf Continent. The six major forces merged into one, leading a group of disciples and disciples.
, rushed away quickly, fearing that I would be late and not even be able to drink the soup.
After the blood monk left, Mo Han rested for two minutes. He took out a lot of pills from Zhao Kaian's storage bag. He took a casual look at them and found that they were all for healing wounds and restoring strength. Then he stuffed them all into his mouth and got busy.
stand up.
Mo Han knew that the appetizers had been eaten and the real feast had just begun. The group of people who coveted his belongings should also appear. They would not let go of this opportunity, and they could not let go of these treasures. He wanted
Give them a big move, a very impressive big move.
Mo Han had already started preparing for this big move a long time ago. In other words, he had already started preparing to deal with the people in the Cambrian Continent. But this time, the opportunity came very suddenly, very fast, and disrupted the situation.
It changed his rhythm. But this did not affect Mo Han's plan.