Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 592

[Chapter 592]

The shady old man stood stiffly in the void.

He broke a pair of arms, which is not a serious injury to a Martial Emperor level powerhouse.

But his face was stiff and stagnant in the void, he looked down blankly, saw the fist-sized depressions on his body, densely packed, and a look of grief and despair rose in his eyes, roaring: “You… so despicable, you suppressed it. strength?”

Ding Hao just sneered.

Too lazy to say anything more to him.

Ding Hao had already thoroughly tested the strength of the shady old man when he fought for the first time before, and confirmed that he did not have a hidden realm, so Ding Hao eliminated the plan to use the rusty sword or the supreme power among the magic swords.

However, in order to avoid the aftermath of the battle from destroying Wen Jianshan or injuring others, Ding Hao suppressed his physical strength, making the shady old man mistakenly think that his strength was almost the same as his, and then when he was unprepared, he suddenly burst out with all his strength. , Sudden attack, one hit succeeded.

At this time, all the vitality in the body of the sullen old man was destroyed by the terrifying fist force.

He has no resistance at all.

When he wanted to destroy Wen Jian Mountain or desperately slaughter Wen Jian Zong’s disciples, he simply couldn’t do it.

One miscalculation, and the whole game is lost.

“Haha, hahaha… Well, it really is the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, the old man underestimates the enemy.” The shady old man laughed, “However, little guy, don’t be complacent, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect is not your current strength, what you can do. Resist, don’t ignore the heritage of a super sect, haha!”

Laughter fell.

Bang bang bang!

The terrifying fist strength finally broke out completely, and the blood plasma burst out from the body of the yin-preyed old man. In just an instant, the martial emperor-level sword cultivator completely exploded into a blood mist!

On the mountain of Qijian, there was cheers.

Ding Hao slowly landed on the ground, and countless people rushed over from all sides and frantically surrounded him.

The big picture has been.

“Hurry up and repair the sect and treat the injured.” Ding Hao looked up at Han Yangjian, who was nailed to the stone wall in the distance, and said, “Put him in the blood prison, and when Li Lan returns, let him do it.”

Speaking of this, Ding Hao’s mood suddenly felt a little lost.

He looked up at the higher staircase area of Wenjian Mountain.

“Now, it’s time to meet Tang Folei!”

Mindless.

As the only Buddhist sect among the nine major sects in Selangor, this sect is a bit out of touch with the world, and the number of people is not very large, but its strength cannot be underestimated, and it is supported by the Daleiyin Temple, the Holy Land of Buddhism and Taoism in the Western Desert. No one dares to underestimate.

Originally formed an alliance with Wen Jianzong, and when the group of monsters attacked Wen Jian Mountain, the Wu Nian faction also sent a helping hand.

It’s a pity that the half way was blocked by the mysterious force. When they broke through, the war was over, and the Swordsman Sect had already perished.

Wu Nian School is located on the top of a snow-capped mountain in Selangor, isolated from the world.

The Daxue Mountain is surrounded by a prairie where summer and winter alternate. There are about millions of herdsmen living there. They are blessed by the Wu Nian faction. The temple of the sect was built on this cloudy ice peak.

A few days ago, a vision appeared.

All the herdsmen saw that the top of the Snow Mountain was illuminated by the Buddha’s light, the golden light covered the sky, the Sanskrit sound was chanted, and the holy light was layered, as if the Buddha’s real body had descended, showing various miracles, and the golden light spread everywhere. , the vegetation is lush, the cattle and sheep are strong, and the dark diseases and injuries on many herdsmen have disappeared in an instant…

Such strange signs continue to appear every morning.

The devout herdsmen knelt down to worship and pray.

Faith is more pious.

Wu Nian Yunxiao Bingfeng, above the largest main peak of Wu Nian Sect.

The high-level members of the Wu Nian Sect all appeared in front of the Mahavira Hall, with incense candles and sandalwood incense.

There is a refreshing fragrance in the air.

The eyes of “Wu Nian Shen Ni” and others all fell on the two of them.

One of them is about twenty years old. He is a very handsome young monk wearing a cassock and a face like a crown of jade. His skin is particularly white, like a suet jade carving, with a faint silver light, and his bald head is also extremely He was fair-skinned, with six scarlet ring marks on his head, and a faint golden halo flickered behind his head, exuding a soft and powerful breath all over his body.

It can be seen that he is an extremely handsome young man. Even with his shaved head, he still can’t hide the elegant demeanor between his eyebrows. A peerless beautiful man who makes countless girls feel spring.

It was a bit strange that such an extremely handsome young monk suddenly appeared in a sect composed entirely of female nuns like the Wu Nian Sect.

However, many senior officials of the Wu Nian faction, including “Wu Nian Shen Ni”, looked at him with reverence.

The young monk put one hand on a figure in front of him, with golden Sanskrit characters fluttering around his arm, as if he was healing his wounds.

After a while, the handsome monk retracted his palm and stood up slowly.

“Excuse me, holy man, is this donor okay?” “Wunnian Shenni” stepped forward and asked.

The young monk stood with one palm in front of his chest, smiled and said, “Amitabha, there is no serious problem, it’s just that he is haunted by demons, and he has experienced a rather special illusion, which has aroused the demons in his body more and more. The technique’ temporarily suppressed his inner demons, but the bell has to be tied to the bell, and if he wants to recover completely, he needs to defeat the inner demons himself, but the poor monk is powerless!”

“Wonian Shenni” nodded and said: “This is the best, there are saints.”

The young monk smiled and said: “The poor monk’s name is Jin Chanzi, the goddess please call the poor monk’s name directly. The word saint is ashamed to be worthy of it!”

“Nun Nian Shen Ni” said: “The Venerable Jin Chan came from Daleiyin Temple in the Western Desert. He has profound knowledge of Buddhism. He opens the altar every morning to lecture on scriptures. The two words are truly worthy of their name.”

Jin Chanzi was humble again and again, and “Wu Nian Shen Ni” called him by his name.

“I look at this son, his life is strange, the yin and yang are chaotic, and he is tied to a great opportunity. He is also closely related to my Buddhism. I don’t know where he came from?” Jin Chanzi pointed to the figure that was healed before and asked curiously. .

“His name is Li Lan, and he is the only son of Li Jianyi, the head of the Swordsman Sect in Selangor.” “Wonian Shenni” chanted a Buddha’s name and sighed: “Yesterday, a herdsman found him unconscious in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain. There happened to be a disciple in the sect who went down the mountain to beg for alms and happened to recognize his identity, so he brought him up the mountain. Now that the Swordsman Sect is gone, it is said that Li Jianyi, the ‘Sword King of Yiyi’, has also fallen. This child can be regarded as the last seedling of the Swordsman Sect. !”

“Amitabha.” Jin Chanzi shook her head and sighed.

“I reported to Daleiyin Temple before that the person who planted the two Buddhist verses in Qingcheng and Miaoyin was named Ding Hao, and he was also a disciple of Wen Jianzong, and Li Lan had a good relationship with him. Perhaps because of this, Li Lan will only be touched by Buddhist karma, but it is a pity that Qingcheng and Miaoyin have not returned from the ‘Battle of the Hundred Saints’ until Venerable Jinchan waits.”

A brief introduction to “Wonderful God”.

“So it is.” Jin Chanzi nodded, thoughtfully.

“Today’s altar opening and lectures are all over, what is Venerable Jin Chan’s plan next? Is it to stay here temporarily and wait for the return of Miaoyin and Qingcheng, or…” The idea of a young monk, after all, came from a master monk from Daleiyin Temple. Although she was very young, she did not dare to neglect it. In the Endless Continent, as long as the monks related to Daleiyin Temple had a very high status The presence.

“Why don’t you go and ask Jianzong!” Jin Chanzi said with a slight smile.

“Ah?” Wu Nian Shen Ni was taken aback for a moment, “But Wen Jianzong has now…”

“It doesn’t matter, those two Buddhist verses, all the saints and Buddhas in Daleiyin Temple heard them, and they all praised them. They are absolutely impossible for ordinary people to make. Ding Hao gave my Buddhist disciples these two Buddhist verses with profound Buddha nature, which is equivalent to Forging cause and effect is a good relationship. Since they are in trouble, I might as well help them. It can be regarded as an exchange of favor. What is the ‘Splintered Sword Sect’? There should also be some punishment.”

Jin Chanzi smiled lightly.

His tone was very loud, and he didn’t put “Splinter Heaven Sword Sect” in his eyes at all, as if the super sword repair sect of Jianzhou in the Northern Territory was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

“Wu Nian Shen Ni” and others were not surprised at all.

Daleiyin Temple in the Western Desert is equivalent to the status of “Xuanshuang Shrine” in the Northern Territory, and has a proud capital.

If it wasn’t for the two stunning Buddhist verses this time, Daleiyin Temple wouldn’t have sent people to such a weak branch of Wu Nian Sect. Then there was the Daleiyin Monastery’s enlightened monk who came to the Dao Wu Nian School.

“Okay.” “No Nian Shenni” nodded, glanced at Li Lan who was still in a strange state, and said, “If that’s the case, why not bring Li Lan with you.”

Jin Chanzi nodded and was about to say something when his face suddenly changed.

“What a tyrannical power, a strange sword intent power…” He stood on the top of the frozen clouds, as if two golden beams pierced out of his eyes, piercing the void, and sighed for a while: “I can’t think of Xuezhou. Even Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, someone has mastered such pure sword intent power, it should not be underestimated, given time, he must be a master who shocked the world!”

“Wu Nian Shen Ni” followed Jin Chanzi’s gaze, and his heart couldn’t help but move.

That direction is exactly the direction of Wen Jianzong.

Someone who can attract the attention of Venerable Jin Chan must be a great person. Since it is Jianyi, then… Could it be Ding Hao? “Wu Nian Shen Ni” knew in his heart that Ding Hao had indeed mastered the prototype of Sword Intent at the Zongmen Discussion Conference.

Could it be that Ding Hao has returned to the sect?