Seeing that He Xie finally stood up, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
Humans are really strange creatures. In the original plot, there was no way out in Tianlong Temple, so everyone was willing to die after breaking the cauldron.
But now that He Xie, who had a close relationship with the Duan family in Dali, was sitting in the Muni Hall, the monks subconsciously regarded him as a life-saving straw, even Zen Master Kurong.
So, people are forced out.
This sentence is not a curse word.
Before Jiumozhi showed his absolute force, none of the monks in Tianlong Temple wanted He Xie, an outsider, to get involved in this matter. It was only because someone came to Tianlong Temple and robbed him of his martial arts inheritance, but in the end it was an outsider who came forward to save it.
Cheats, it would be too embarrassing to spread this word.
But once the scriptures are really going to be taken away, then the Tianlong monks will think that it is not shameful to keep the scriptures, but it is shameful if someone really takes them away.
Choosing the lesser of two evils is a choice everyone makes.
Monks are human beings too.
For a moment, everyone was excited and looked at He Xie who was standing with his sword in hand.
Although this young man is not well-known, his achievements are well-known.
Killed Yun Zhonghe with one sword, fought three villains and a masked master alone, drove away all the enemies, and cut off both legs of Duan Yanqing, who had a long history of evil.
This achievement alone is enough for everyone to look up to He Xie's martial arts.
Not to mention, this boy is still so young.
Among them, the only unhappy one is Jiumozhi.
You again!
It's you who jumps out again!
He Xie had stolen the limelight several times and was out of character, and he felt a shadow in his heart. He now had a headache just looking at He Xie's face!
However, although he felt unhappy, Jiumozhi was still very confident in his martial arts.
It just so happened that he had long wanted to teach He Xie a lesson and let him know how many eyes the Buddha had!
"Why is Shi mainly standing up for Tianlong Temple?" Jiumozhi seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He used all his strength to defeat the power of the group of monks. When he spoke at this time, his tone and posture exuded an overbearing power.
"Of course not." He Xie looked serious, "There are many eminent monks in Tianlong Temple, so why should He come forward? He just didn't expect that the national master's martial arts are so profound. In the future, the martial arts world will have a time when the national master will shine."
Jiumozhi suddenly felt a little proud, but on the surface he pretended to be humble, bowing slightly and clasping his hands together in salute.
He Xie continued: "The identity of the National Master is already noble, and the martial arts attainments are so profound. It is only a matter of time that he will become famous in the martial arts world of the Central Plains in the future. In this case, I cannot put down the words of the National Master so lightly.
.After all, it is completely different whether something is said from the mouth of an insignificant person or from the mouth of a person of great status. Does the Imperial Master think so?"
Jiumozhi frowned slightly, and after a moment of pondering, he knew what He Xie was talking about. For a moment, he couldn't help but be speechless.
Why can't I avoid you?
"What the donor said, could it be the young monk's evaluation of the Six Meridians Divine Sword just now?" Jiumozhi asked.
"That's right!" He Xie nodded, "The best sword in the world is clearly the evil sword! But the Imperial Preceptor believed the rumors and spread the word that the Six Meridians Divine Sword was the best in the world. As a result, He had to learn from the Imperial Preceptor.
This brilliant move has vindicated the name of the evil-fighting divine sword."
"So, the so-called evil-dispelling divine sword is your specialty?" Jiumozhi sneered. "Is it possible that you claim to be the best in the world by yourself?"
"One sword." He Xie stared into Jiumozhi's eyes.
"What?" Jiumozhi was startled.
"If one sword cannot make the Imperial Master admit defeat, He will never use a sword again in his life." He Xie said slowly and calmly.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned!
Jiumozhi had just swept the entire field by himself, and his martial arts skills were so high that no need to go into detail. But now He Xie actually said that he could defeat Jiumozhi with just one sword strike.
Let alone Jiumozhi, no one here believed it.
Even Duan Yu, who had great admiration for He Xiezun, couldn't help but murmur in his heart at this moment, thinking that the eldest brother was bragging indiscriminately. Could it be some kind of psychological trick?
For a moment, everyone was a little surprised and uncertain.
"Hahaha..." Jiumozhi suddenly laughed loudly. He was too lazy to argue with He Xie. He flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully: "Since you are bragging about yourself, let's see how much you weigh!"
After saying that, without waiting for He Xie's reply, he suddenly took a step forward, drew an imaginary circle with his palms on his chest, raised his palms to form a sword, and slashed out with one palm!
Suddenly, an invisible energy shot toward He Xie.
Before today, He Xie would have only been able to dodge when faced with such a long-range attack that unleashed his inner strength, but he would have been powerless to parry.
But now, things are naturally different.
Seeing the energy spurting in, He Xie shook his left wrist and stretched out his middle finger.
Whoosh.
Immediately, he activated his finger strength and faced Jiumozhi's flaming knife in an instant.
After the Shenhe Finger was improved by Murong Bo, it was completely different from its original appearance and its power was greatly increased. Now it has been integrated into the Xiao Wuxiang Gong by He Xie. The fingertip is majestic, traceless, mysterious and ethereal.
"No phase tribulation finger!" Duan Zhengming couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw He Xie's finger.
The expressions of everyone present also changed.
"No..." Only Xuanbei could see that although this finger and the formless calamity finger both had the characteristics of being formless and traceless, they were actually completely different.
But he only said two words, and there was no need to explain anything.
Because the energy of He Xie's finger collided with Jiumozhi's flaming knife, it was resolved in an instant, and the remaining force did not diminish. It actually condensed into an invisible fingerprint in the void, and pointed straight towards Jiumozhi's chest.
The phaseless calamity finger is not so powerful, nor does it have such a performance of phaseless transformation into phase.
Compared to the shock of the others, Jiumozhi's heart was filled with horror at this moment!
He looked like he had seen a ghost at this moment, and his mind almost lost control instantly!
Others couldn't recognize it, and he couldn't recognize it at all. The internal power contained in this finger was astonishingly the same as the internal power in his body. It was exactly the same!
The only difference is that He Xie's internal energy is deeper and more pure.
Facing the oncoming finger force, Jiumozhi flew back while slashing with both palms, and used the flame knife to resolve it. However, at this moment, everything He Xie said in the Shenjie Temple echoed uncontrollably in his mind.
One word!
He knows Xiao Wuxiang Gong!
Is Wuxiang Jie really a Taoist martial art?
Isn't he talking nonsense?
Thinking about it in all kinds of ways, Jiumozhi becomes confused!
And just when Jiumozhi was neutralizing He Xie's finger, He Xie was not idle either. His eyes were focused, and the sword in his hand suddenly buzzed and trembled. The next moment, the dark sword body became filled with air, as if
To gradually fade into the air!
Once this Xiaolian sword is infused with pure Taoist Qi, it can have such miraculous effects. Even the people of Tianlong Temple have never known this before.