For a moment, the venue was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Not far away, Zen Master Kongming and the four Koga ninjas seemed to have been given a restraining spell. They stood there blankly, holding their breath and concentrating, not even daring to breathe out.
An unprecedented coolness surged from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, as if it was freezing their blood and souls.
The scene that happened before them had an unprecedented visual impact and a spiritual shock to them.
There is no doubt about Night Owl's strength.
Even among the mighty Eastern Divine Sword, he is the most powerful being and can be called the enemy of a thousand people on the battlefield!
If it is on the border of southern Yunnan, just mentioning the name of the night owl will make the Burmese people feel frightened and flee.
No one could imagine that he would be defeated by a young boy.
Moreover, he lost so completely.
Instant kill!
Even the most stupid person can see that the two of them are not on the same level at all.
"Clang!"
After a large amount of life force was drained, Night Owl could not even hold the sword in his hand.
He lowered his head dejectedly, looking at the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd on his chest, his lips moved, and he murmured: "How... how is it possible... how can you be so strong?"
"Ye Xiao, I have said before that you are just a frog in the well! You know nothing about power!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"Ahem..."
Night Owl coughed dryly, red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sad smile:
"I didn't expect... Man's calculations are worse than God's! I thought this plan was foolproof, but I didn't expect that it would be defeated in your hands! God wants to forget me, and it is not a crime of war!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Night Owl tilted his head, his life was cut off, and he would not rest in peace.
Ye Fan didn't look at him. He picked up the big halberd and his body flew seven or eight meters away, and finally fell to the ground with a "plop".
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned to look at Zen Master Kongming and said sternly:
"You bastard, I have given you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it! Tell me, how do you want to die?"
…
As soon as these words came out, Zen Master Kongming felt a huge shock all over his body, as if he had been shocked by electricity.
He even had the illusion that the god of death had raised his sickle and put it against his neck.
The coercion was as solid as a mountain weighing down on his body. Every inch of his skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under tremendous pressure.
During the fierce battle just now, his Great Light Seal shattered and his body suffered backlash, making him unable to fight anymore.
The remaining four ninjas could not resist Ye Fan at all.
For a moment, Zen Master Kongming's face turned pale and he fell into a desperate situation.
At this critical moment, a sudden voice suddenly sounded:
"Amitabha, you are so good! Why is this donor so violent? Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure, like a rainbow piercing the sun, shot out from a distance and rushed to Zen Master Kongming in an instant.
Looking from a distance, the person who came was a lama dressed in red. He was over seventy years old. His face was covered with criss-crossing wrinkles, but the energy and blood in his body were extremely powerful.
The way he moves his hands and feet reveals an air of arrogance, and he looks like a peerless master at first glance!
And behind him, there were a dozen ninjas in black.
The sword blades in the hands of these ninjas were still stained with bright red blood. It was obvious that Lei Ting and others had unfortunately been killed by poisonous hands.
Seeing this red-robed lama, Zen Master Kongming was like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw, and he quickly shouted:
"Master Lingzhi, you are here! I am finally saved!"
At this time, Ye Fan frowned.
For the first time since the battle began, his face showed a solemn look.
He felt an extremely dangerous aura on the red-robed lama.
The next moment, Ye Fan's sharp eyes were like sharp blades, looking straight at the red lama, and said sternly:
"Who are you?"
"Amitabha!"
The red-clothed lama clasped his hands together and said in broken Chinese: "I am the master of the Eastern Esoteric True Word Sect - Master Lingzhi!"
After saying that, Master Lingzhi once again cast his gaze on the Buddha's top bone relic, his eyes full of unabashed covetousness and lust, and said:
"I traveled thousands of miles across the ocean to come to China this time just to bring this sacred Buddhist treasure back to the Shingon Sect, to worship it with all my heart, and to ask the benefactor to fulfill it!"
"You clearly want to steal my Chinese treasure, but you say it so grandly, it's really ridiculous!" Ye Fan said disdainfully.
Upon hearing this, Master Lingzhi showed a sullen look in his eyes and said sternly: "Your Excellency, listen to your tone, aren't you going to make it convenient?"
"snort!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, clenched the euphorbia in his hand, and said proudly:
"How can I, the Great Huaxia, be offended by rats like you? I don't care whether you are the sect leader or not. Now that you are here, just keep the head on your neck!"
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"presumptuous!"
Master Lingzhi shouted loudly and said angrily: "Do you really think I am afraid of you?"
"boom!"
A powerful momentum spread out in all directions with his body as the center.
The wide red cassock was like clouds spreading in all directions, constantly swaying.
Immediately afterwards, Master Lingzhi's expression was extremely pious, and his eyes were neither sad nor happy, without any earthly joy, anger, sorrow or joy.
The fingers of both hands are clasped tightly, and the index fingers are extended to meet each other, forming the Mingwang Seal.
"Pro!"
A mantra burst out from the mouth of a spiritual master.
When it falls on the field, it is like thunder that shakes the earth, causing a huge shock to the body.
Afterwards, Master Lingzhi placed his middle finger on top of his index finger and formed the Great Vajra Wheel Seal on the basis of Fudo Mingwang, and the second mantra burst out from his mouth——
"Soldiers!"
As soon as this word came out, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth changed color, and the dark clouds suddenly became dense. There was only a "bang" and a flash of lightning illuminated the sky brightly.
Seeing this scene, Pei Wu's face in the distance changed wildly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Nine-character mantra! No! Ye Fan, stop this monster monk quickly! Otherwise, if all nine-character mantra comes out, no one can stop it!"
The Nine-Character Mantra is the most mysterious magical power of the Eastern Mystery Shingon Sect. It was passed down from China to the Rokko secret blessing and was brought back to Japan by the monk Kukai.
Each of the nine characters has a different meaning. It is said that if the nine characters appear together, the power of gods and Buddhas can be blessed in the body, making it a true indestructible vajra and invincible in the world.
"fight!"
At this moment, Master Lingzhi stretched out the tail fingers of both hands, stretched out the thumb from under the index finger, formed the lion seal, and uttered the third word.
In Esoteric Buddhism, the left hand is always quiet, so it is called the hand of compassion, which can help save stubborn and foolish sentient beings. The right hand is always moving, so it is called the hand of wisdom, which can help the powerful weapon.
It is the so-called "double luck of compassion and wisdom" that can save all ordinary people. Putting these hands together means breaking away from the troubles and obstacles of "greed, anger, ignorance, doubt, and pride", which is far away from the beginningless ignorance of body, speech and mind. The posture of joining the palms is called "
"Seal" means to cut off the evil karma of killing, stealing, sexual intercourse and other bad karma, recite the Buddha's name and other secret words, and observe the beautiful and solemn appearance of all the deities, then you can achieve the true state of Nirvana and be pure and happy.
"boom!"
The next moment, a golden light suddenly rose above Master Lingzhi's head.
In the golden light, eight kinds of Buddhist auspicious treasures, namely the umbrella, the Pisces, the vase, the lotus, the white snail, the wishful thinking, the treasure banner and the golden wheel, appeared faintly.
When Ye Fan saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he faintly felt a strong dangerous aura.
He had a hunch that if Master Lingzhi were to fully display the Nine-Character Mantra, the consequences would be disastrous.
When he thought of this, Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect at all. He turned on all his firepower, his Dantian circulated his internal energy crazily, and his body soared into the sky, attacking Master Lingzhi.
However, the dozen or so ninjas seemed to be risking their lives, protecting Master Lingzhi and acting as his human shield.
Those ninjas completely gave up on defense and used all the tricks of burning together and dying together, just to hinder Ye Fan and buy precious time for Master Lingzhi.
"By!"
Master Lingzhi formed the inner lion seal, and the light around him shone brightly, illuminating the entire valley for a while. If someone looked from a distance, they would find that this place has become a golden ocean.
"all!"
Another mantra sounded, and a golden lotus bloomed at Master Lingzhi's feet.
In Tantric Buddhism, there is a saying that "the nature of Buddha can be seen when flowers bloom". The lotus represents wisdom and realm, symbolizing the transcendence of Buddha and Bodhisattva from the world of mortals, and the four elements are empty.
"Array!"
"List!"
"exist!"
Several mantras were spat out like a barrage of cannonballs.
"forward!"
When the last ninth mantra is uttered.
The whole world shook.
The wind and clouds change color, and the mountains and rivers roar.