Under the bodhi tree, Qin Kunyu held a green umbrella in one hand and Yuantao's head in the other. Blood dripped onto the ground, staining the tree roots red.
The surrounding monks looked ugly, holding various spiritual treasures in their hands, each showing their magical powers.
In their eyes, Qin Kunyu's taking advantage of others' danger was undoubtedly a bad behavior.
The reason why these people were able to coexist peacefully and practice under the bodhi tree for the time being was because of invisible rules. Qin Kunyu broke the rules and undoubtedly violated their bottom line.
"This kid thinks our rules are nonsense, kill him."
"A mere second-level monk dares to be such a prominent figure. He really thinks his life is too long."
People around him became noisy, and the atmosphere became vaguely anxious.
Many monks rolled their eyes and looked into the crowd, each with their own thoughts.
A second-level monk can take advantage of his weakness to cut off Yuan Tao's head, so is he...
For a time, there was hatred and hatred, and there was another fight under the bodhi tree.
As the cause of the chaos, Qin Kunyu naturally bore the brunt of being entangled by several Jindan monks who were particular about "rules".
"It's hard to have some peace and quiet, but let this kid ruin it. It's so damn unlucky."
"Zhu Liu, don't talk too much nonsense, capture this kid quickly, and use this kid's head to calm down the chaos."
After several monks discussed it, they attacked Qin Kunyu together.
Faced with the siege of several Jindan monks, Qin Kunyu's expression did not change. He was protected by the Biqing Umbrella, a sacred object of the Thousand Demons Sect, and a few Third Realm monks had not damaged his ability.
Holding a red umbrella, he shuttled back and forth under the siege of several people, and was temporarily in a stalemate with several Jindan monks.
Although his life was safe, Qin Kunyu still had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.
He couldn't help but glance at the Bodhi tree, hoping that Lin Yanli and Li Zhujiu could rush back soon.
At this moment, a gust of strong wind blew away the crown of hair on his head. Looking closely, he saw a man in gray clothes standing on the roots of the Bodhi tree, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and looking at Qin Kunyu with an indifferent expression.
Qin Kunyu frowned slightly. He remembered that the man seemed to be named Liu Fengxu.
Liu Fengxu kicked his legs, making an arc in the air, and landed steadily in front of Qin Kunyu. He said softly: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
"Qin Kunyu."
"Brother Qin Kunyu, stand back."
When Qin Kunyu heard Liu Fengxu's words, although he wondered why he wanted to help him, he still took a few steps back.
When several Third Realm monks saw Liu Fengxu blocking Qin Kunyu, fear flashed in their eyes.
A scar-faced monk was a swordsman. He raised the Changmo Dao in his hand and said with a sinister expression: "Liu Fengxu, are you going to stand up for someone who breaks the rules?"
Liu Fengxu's face was calm and he replied calmly: "What are the bad rules? I have never heard of such a thing. Are you the ones who set the rules?"
"The spiritual energy here is so rich, it is a good place for practice. We can only stay in the cave for fifteen days in total. Wouldn't it be nice to practice peacefully here for a few days after we each take the opportunity?"
"The opportunity in the tree is rare. Since Liu Daoyou has already climbed the stone steps once, he knows that this tree has no destiny for us. Since there is no destiny, we have discussed abandoning the path of evil and evil here. Everyone in the sect can practice here.
, is it not better than fighting and killing?”
"That kid broke the rules and caused chaos again. He should be killed to quell the chaos!"
Several Third Realm monks angrily accused Qin Kunyu of breaking the rules.
Qin Kunyu stood behind Liu Fengxu, glanced at the head at his feet, and raised the corner of his mouth.
It doesn't matter what kind of chaotic fight or chaos, he only knows that Yuantao has been seriously injured by Lin Yanli. If Yuantao ran away in front of his eyes at this time, he would be so angry that he couldn't sleep for several days.
"So what, I'm not a monk in the first place."
Liu Fengxu raised the cattail leaf fan in his hand and waved it vigorously, and a burst of fire swept away overwhelmingly.
The leader of the cultivator, Scar, slashed horizontally with the Changmo Dao in his hand, cutting the raging fire into two halves.
Several other monks cast spells one after another to extinguish Liu Fengxu's flames.
"Liu Fengxu, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. Fengyugu, you are nothing."
Hearing this, Liu Fengxu's face darkened.
Wind and Rain Valley is indeed a small sect, and even among those small sects, it is a very inconspicuous existence. There are even less than a hundred monks, but this is not a reason for others to ridicule.
Liu Fengxu made a secret with his left hand, and the light flashed in the cattail leaf fan, and he saw a wind eye gathering at the handle of the fan. With all his strength, the wind surged.
The reason why Liu Fengxu is as famous as Yuantao and others is, firstly, because of his high level of cultivation, and secondly, because his skills are far superior to those of the younger generation.
Although the sect he is in is an inconspicuous one among small sects, Wind and Rain Valley, his strength is undoubted.
A strong wind suddenly blew up on one fan, and a fire burned on two fans.
Liu Fengxu didn't know many Taoist techniques, all of which were wind and fire. He opened his mouth and spat out, and several green wind blades flew away with blue flames, turning the foot of the Bodhi tree into a sea of fire.
Many monks around were suddenly affected by the fire, and their hands and feet were temporarily confused. Some unlucky ghosts were hit by the spiritual light splashing everywhere and turned into ashes in the sea of fire, becoming unjust ghosts.
The scarred monk at the head had his sword soaring into the sky, and the sword skills he displayed were wide open and closed. The air waves on the sword beat into the sea of fire, forming a strange scene of surging sea tides.
Qin Kunyu stood behind Liu Fengxu, sweating a little with his left hand holding the Biqing fan.
Being able to watch the Jindan monks fighting at such a close distance has many benefits for practice.
But Liu Fengxu's technique was fierce and domineering. When a fan fell down, the wind scraped the bones and cut off the skin in the sea of fire. It was very scary to see.
For a moment, Qin Kunyu actually felt that this fellow Daoist Liu's skills were stronger than Lin Yanli's.
For a moment, everything was scorched black under the Bodhi tree, and only a few people could still stand on the ground under the power of Liu Fengxu's magic.
"Liu Fengxu, do you really want to offend our Yunchen Sect? If you kill me, the Yunchen Sect will definitely not let you go!"
"Are you going to put your sect under a dangerous wall for an unrelated person?"
"You are an upright monk, but your magic skills are so cruel. Do you want to be Jiang Wanli's second best?"
Several people were heartbroken, as if Liu Fengxu had done something extremely sinful!
"ridiculous."
When Liu Fengxu heard Jiang Wanli's name, disdain appeared on his face. He raised the cattail leaf fan in his hand and was about to kill these people when a loud noise came from the sky and stopped his movements for a moment.
Several Third Realm monks stood on the ground and stared blankly at the sky. They saw a huge thunder dragon smashing into the bodhi tree with lightning shining.
Suddenly, the ground shook.
"Jie Yun, someone is here to overcome the tribulation!"
"Tree top, someone has reached the top of the tree!"
Liu Fengxu raised his head and looked at the top of the Bodhi tree, where lightning was raging, and the dazzling roar of lightning even covered up the very bright Buddhist bead.
Qin Kunyu looked at the top of the tree, feeling happy in his heart.
Lin Yanli, it must be Lin Yanli who survived the tribulation on the tree!