Chapter 202: Killing the Buddha’s Voice! The power of a sage of literature and Taoism!
"Jie Jie! With such strong energy and blood, I'd better just let my ancestor eat you."
The old monk was still sitting on the Buddhist altar, unmoving, and just snorted coldly. However, there were several subtle sounds in the darkness, as shrill as ghost cries, and several evil ghost shadows invisible to the naked eye, coming from the darkness.
He jumped out and attacked and killed Zuo Qianhu.
"You dare to go against the ancestor, you don't know whether to live or die!"
The sword energy flew through the sky like a startling rainbow, and happened to collide with those evil ghosts. There was only a continuous sound of "chichichichi", and a series of bright red blood fell in the air. The ghosts howled and retreated, but Zuo Zhixiong stood there.
The left arm was broken at shoulder level.
kill!
Zuo Qianhu leaned on the ground with a knife in one arm, clenched his steel teeth, his eyes were red, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the place where the ghost sound started, waving the long knife,
He has no knowledge of magic, and has only practiced one killing sword technique honed in the military in his life, but his power is truly extraordinary!
After a few more ghostly cries and howls, those evil black shadows were strangled by the sword energy into broken flesh and fell to the ground.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Zuo Qianhu's broken arm was bleeding continuously from the wound, but his steps were extremely steady and firm. His true energy moved the four sharp cold knives behind his back, preparing to kill the demon monk Cihang Pudu with a decisive blow.
"Damn it!"
The old monk's gloomy face was filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and he clasped his hands together, as if he had transformed into a giant Buddha, blooming with immeasurable light.
Zhiqiu Yiye was immobilized by the sound of the life-calling Buddha, but his heart was agitated when he saw it. The blood rushed to his forehead and he shouted loudly: "Senior, please take action and get rid of this big monster!"
"What a great Zuo Qianhu, with a broken arm and a torn body. He held a sword with steel teeth and killed several demons with his mortal body. He is a true hero!"
Suddenly, a clear chant came from the distance, and the awe-inspiring righteousness rolled like thunder, sweeping through the air.
Rumble!
Cihang Pudu's evil Buddha light collided with Haoran's righteous energy, causing the void to vibrate and roar like thunder.
"Write the Spring and Autumn Period with pen and ink, and defeat all enemies with a single stroke!"
"Accepting the king's favor and serving the country is what a minister should do!"
"Evils and evil spirits are causing trouble in this world, and they should be punished themselves!"
Just like a saint chanting a long chant, suppressing all the evil Buddhist sounds calling for life, the old monk Cihang Pudu's face twitched, full of shock and resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Who is it!?"
Zuo Qianhu had a broken arm and severed meridians. He launched a fatal attack, but unexpectedly survived, and his mind was shaken.
Without the suppression of the life-demanding Buddha's voice, Zhiqiu Yiye's pressure was relieved, and he shouted with great joy: "Senior, you are finally here!"
Two figures seemed to have shrunk to an inch, floating towards them.
The two scribes in Confucian robes were at each other's throats, blocking all Cihang Pudu's escape routes.
It was Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, the geniuses among the seven literary saints of the Han Dynasty.
"Two scholars, let's go quickly. This demon monk is very powerful."
Zuo Qianhu coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up from the ground.
Guo Jia and Zhang Liang looked elegant and handsome, like elegant gentlemen who had no power to restrain a chicken. However, Zhi Qiu Yiye bowed down and prostrated, saying: "This great demon used sorcery to kill the civil and military officials of Chen Guoman. Please, please
Two immortals take action to eliminate this great harm to the world!"
However, when seeing Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, the old monk on the Buddhist altar no longer looked calm, and said fearfully: "Who are you, who dare to ruin my good deeds!?"
The life-calling Buddha's sound can confuse the souls of the people, and it has always been harmful. Today, it was actually broken by this mysterious power.
Guo Jia's eyes were full of clear and wise light, and he waved his sleeves and said: "Humanity has collapsed, demons are running rampant, and now the Holy Emperor is here to take your life."
As he spoke, Guo Jia took action, and the darkness shattered. The sky was like a black curtain, and countless beams of light as thin as gossamers burst out, shaped like lightsabers, and all strangled the old monk sitting on the Buddhist altar.
"If you cause trouble to the world, evil spirits must be punished!"
Zhang Liang's green shirt was fluttering, his feet were on mysterious steps, and he spoke softly of righteousness. His awe-inspiring aura rose from the ground, condensing into a golden giant sword hundreds of meters long, like the Great Sun Sword, sweeping away everything.
When these two great literary saints took action, their awe-inspiring righteousness shone brightly, with the potential to tear the heavens and the earth apart. Zuo Qianhu was frozen in place.
Such terrifying power!
Just like the legendary land god who broke through the pinnacle of martial arts!
"Destroy my good deeds! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Buddhist platform was blasted into powder by the majestic righteousness, roaring with hatred, the old monk flew into the air, and his body turned into a hundred-foot-long Buddha, emitting infinite golden light.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
"Now that the Tathagata is here, why don't you kneel down!?"
The giant Buddha's body was emitting golden light, with his hands clasped together, the evil Buddha's voice vibrated, and even the air sent out ripples, constantly quelling the offensive of the awe-inspiring righteousness.
This is a terrible mental attack spell. Just one sentence of it will cause ordinary people to lose consciousness, become controlled by evil spirits, and disown all their relatives.
Zhiqiu Yiye was in a daze. He rushed to the Pudu Hall first and fought with the big demon. He was seriously injured. At this time, he couldn't resist and struggled and rolled on the ground.
"You are really a Buddha, why did you harm Chen Junchen!"
Zuo Qianhu was filled with hatred and was on guard. He quickly moved his ears and closed the meridians of both ears. There was no sound, and he was able to escape the disaster.
"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit."
Guo Jia and Zhang Liang, on their Confucian shirts, were shining with golden light. They were both literary saints who had listened to Xunzi's teachings. Their bodies were not stained by dust, their minds were clear, and they were not blinded by all evils.
Two waves of majestic and awe-inspiring righteousness rolled like dragons, turned suddenly, and converged into a beam of awe-inspiring sword light that was hundreds of meters long, just like a thin line opened between heaven and earth.
Zheng!
The sword light from the sky and the earth struck the golden Buddha. Between the sky and the earth, all the Buddhist chants calling for life disappeared, leaving only the continuous sound of thunder.
"How...how is it possible that there is such a spell!"
The hundred-foot-tall giant Buddha with golden light lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He glanced at his forehead and chest. A bloody line of sword marks suddenly appeared, and his golden body was broken.
"Hate! Hate! Hate! I have devoured Nanchen Junchen's Qi, and I am about to achieve greatness. If you destroy it, you all must die!"
The face of the giant Buddha with golden light was split into two halves, and the light of the compassionate Buddha was gone. Under the remaining layer of Buddha skin, the flesh and blood squirmed, and it turned out to be a centipede that was a hundred feet long! ...