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Chapter 282 The Sword Immortal Under the Moon
"Amitabha……"

Looking at the white jade sword hanging in the lonely night sky, the faces of the four holy monks who were originally silent in the ancient well could not help but change slightly, and they whispered the Buddha's name.

The four of them are the top masters of Buddhism, and each of them has become famous in the Jianghu for more than 60 years.Although he eats fast, recites Buddha, and meditates in meditation, he has extensive knowledge of martial arts in the years of fighting against demons.

During the short fight just now, they had already keenly noticed that Meng Xiuyuan was quite different from all the martial arts masters they had come into contact with before.

Seeing the flying sword hanging in the air now, they had to admit that the martial arts of the young man in front of them had made them somewhat incomprehensible.

It's a pity that the truth has been exhausted, and it has come to the time when we have to fight.Although the four of them were already impressed by Meng Xiuyuan's words and admired the martial arts of the young man in front of them, as the leaders of the Buddhist sect, it was difficult for them to surrender without a fight and surrender the centuries-old reputation of the Buddhist sect to others.

"I lived to be a hundred years old, I never thought that I can still broaden my horizons today, it is really a blessing.

Meng Shizhu has the talent of heaven, and his martial arts breaks the conventional rules of the world, making it elusive.

That being the case, then let the four of us come and test the tricks for the young master..."

Master Jiaxiang sighed deeply, then took half a step back and stood beside the remaining three monks.

In just this moment, the energy of the four monks merged into one, regardless of each other.Compared with when the three monks Daoxin, Zhizhi, and Dixin joined forces just now, the momentum has suddenly doubled.

Obviously, this emaciated, kind-faced Master Jiaxiang is the strongest among the four holy monks.

"Four masters, please..."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, and simply said softly, but instead of making a move, he closed his eyes slightly.

When the four old monks saw this, although they had rich experience in dealing with the enemy, they couldn't help feeling a little confused for a while.

It wasn't until a moment later that the four of them subconsciously looked at the white jade flying sword above their heads together, and suddenly felt like a light was shining on their backs, and a terrifying warning arose in their hearts.

Because of the flying sword hanging in the night sky, the light suddenly increased several times, and the blazing white light was already very dazzling.

"attack!"

Seeing this, the four monks felt very bad, they only thought that when the flying sword fell, the four of them might be hard to resist.So with a low shout, the four of them rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan regardless of the demeanor of the senior monk.

The distance between the two sides is several zhang, which is only an instant's distance in terms of the lightness kung fu of the four holy monks.But at this moment, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Saint monk be careful..."

Meng Xiuyuan said lightly, and at the same time his sword pointed out quickly.

Different from the past, at this moment, there is no strong qi sword sticking out from his hand, and there is no real qi surging in his body, only the white jade sword in the sky suddenly turns into a stream of light, piercing the night sky and falling straight down.

The speed of the sword light has completely exceeded the expectations of the four monks. Even if the spiritual sense in their hearts warns in advance, it is difficult for the four of them to have a chance to dodge.

However, the four holy monks are the world's top masters after all, and they still made the most ingenious and reasonable response in a short time.

I saw the three monks Jiaxiang, Daoxin, and Zhizhi suddenly flashing behind Venerable Dixin, and stamped their hands on his back. Immediately afterwards, I saw the Zen stick in Venerable Dixin's hand suddenly come out, carrying four people The incomparably powerful Buddhist zhenqi went straight to the sword light above the heads of the four of them.

The next moment, there was a sound of "Dang!", and the fine iron Zen staff full of Buddhist true energy collapsed at the touch of a touch, and it was cut into two pieces in the air.

As for Meng Xiuyuan's sword light, which was slightly deflected by the huge force carried by the Zen staff, it passed by the four monks in a thrilling manner, and shot straight through the thick stone bridge without losing momentum, falling straight down. Into the Luoshui.

The gravel splashed, and the loud noise spread across both sides of the Luoshui River.

All of a sudden, whether it was the four holy monks who were involved, or Shi Feixuan and the Dugu family who were onlookers, they were all deeply shocked by the power of this sword, and it was hard to say for a long time.

After a long while, it was still Venerable Emperor Xin who suddenly turned his head to look at Meng Xiuyuan, clasped his hands together and saluted, and said in a warm voice:

"Benefactor Meng, thank you for being merciful just now and for sparing the lives of the four of us..."

As the executor of the joint strike, Venerable Emperor Xin felt the coercion of this sword the most deeply, and also understood Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword technique most clearly.

He understood that the reason why Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword could cut off the Zen staff thrown by the four of them so easily was because there was some kind of mysterious connection between Meng Xiuyuan and this white jade long sword, which could continuously draw the spirit and true spirit into the body. The energy transmitted to the sword is naturally stronger than the death force that has already been released.

And it was precisely because of this that Meng Xiuyuan only needed to correct the trajectory of the sword just now, at least one of the four of them would be seriously injured and died at this moment, and there was absolutely no reason for him to be spared.

It was obvious that Meng Xiuyuan wanted to keep his hand, so that Jianguang landed on the stone bridge.

After thinking about these things, Venerable Emperor Xin was very grateful to Meng Xiuyuan, so he had a faint feeling of admitting defeat in his heart.

However, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head after hearing the words, and replied seriously:
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this. We agreed to learn martial arts, and it is the rules of the competition that you can't hurt people's lives.

It was me who overestimated myself. I thought that the recent breakthroughs in spiritual cultivation should mean that I had mastered the flying sword technique.

Unexpectedly, this move is still immature, it can be used but not received, and it cannot control Ruyi as imagined, hurting people without killing people.

Therefore, the four of you are not defeated by me, please continue to attack. "

When the four great monks heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, their expressions changed slightly, and they could not help but pay more respect to the young man in front of them.The four of them exchanged glances, and after hearing a faint sigh, Yu Jiaxiang said:
"Amitabha... Benefactor Meng is so magnanimous that it really makes the four of us feel ashamed.

It's just that what happened today has far-reaching consequences, and we have to do our best due to our limited status.

So, please benefactor also accept us a trick..."

While speaking, the four holy monks were full of zhenqi, and their aura was rising steadily. Meng Xiuyuan's spiritual sense suddenly doubled without warning, and it was still rising rapidly.

Obviously, these four people used some kind of Buddhist secret method to stimulate their potential, to stimulate their respective spirits accumulated for hundreds of years, and they wanted to use one trick to compete with Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan already knew the unique skills of Buddhism, and he also looked forward to a strong enemy who would let him fight freely, so he didn't stop them, he just stood quietly and waited peacefully.

A moment later, the faces of the four people were already glowing with gold, and their aura reached its peak. When Jiaxiang spoke again, the Sanskrit sound fluttered and moved people's hearts, as if it really came from the distant Western Paradise:

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way.

One Finger Zen, please be careful..."

After saying that, Jiaxiang slowly stretched out a finger, and pointed at Meng Xiuyuan's chest from a distance of several feet.

Just like Meng Xiuyuan's sword finger just now, Jiaxiang's finger also didn't have any strong energy, and the finger was shot out with nothingness, as if playing around.

However, in Meng Xiuyuan's spiritual perception, there was a sudden pressure. So far in this life, he has never received such a magnificent blow.

In a trance, Meng Xiuyuan could vaguely see a phantom of an arhat more than ten feet tall growing above the heads of the four old monks, stretching out a finger as thick as Optimus Prime, and pressing down on him from the top of their heads brazenly.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was unafraid, and immediately stretched out a sword finger with sufficient skill, and greeted the phantom of the sky-reaching arhat with an unparalleled Qi sword.

All of a sudden, the strong wind swept across, blowing Meng Xiuyuan's clothes fluttering, and blowing the Luoshui under the bridge to billow.

The one finger that gathered the life energy of the four great monks was really extraordinary, and it was evenly matched with Meng Xiuyuan. For a while, the two sides were indistinguishable, and the situation fell into a stalemate.

This kind of consumption competition was originally quite beneficial to Meng Xiuyuan, but at this critical moment, a force suddenly came close to the stone bridge and swept towards Meng Xiuyuan's lower body.

This energy actually came from Master Daoxin, who secretly slapped towards the stone pillar beside the bridge before Jiaxiang raised his finger.The energy was slow and full of tenacity, and it was only at this moment that it was refracted by the stone pillar and struck in front of Meng Xiuyuan.

Apparently, this holy monk planned carefully, and he had anticipated in advance that the four of them might not be able to take Meng Xiuyuan down with all their strength, so he deliberately left such a backhand as a way to break the situation.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan frowned. After fighting with all his strength, although he had sensed the strength in advance, he couldn't spare the effort to resist it.Because at this moment, as long as his strength in his hands is a little weak, that shocking finger may land on his head.

In an instant, Meng Xiuyuan had made up his mind, and suddenly jumped backwards, falling into Luoshui under the Tianjin Bridge.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the Four Great Sacred Monks who were involved, or Shi Feixuan who was watching the battle, they were extremely puzzled and felt that Meng Xiuyuan's behavior was no different from admitting defeat.

After all, even if Meng Xiuyuan's skills are super ordinary and he can get a foothold on the water, he is still not as stable and powerful as on the ground.When the shocking finger of the four holy monks falls again, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to resist.

But surprise is surprise, the offensive of the four holy monks did not stagnate in the slightest, the phantom Arhat's one-finger meditation still chased Meng Xiuyuan, vigorously pushing away the Luoshui that was several meters round, showing a deep hole on the water surface deep dents.

Meng Xiuyuan was pressed by this finger force, and his falling speed accelerated, as if he was about to be pushed into the bottom of the water in the next moment and lose.But at the moment when his toes touched the water, he saw a white light burst out from the bottom of the river.

The next moment, he saw that the white jade long sword broke through the water and landed in Meng Xiuyuan's hand, leading his body to break through the four monks' fingers and rushing upwards instead.

Seeing this, the four holy monks knew that the situation was not right. With their rich experience, they did not continue to oppress blindly, but slowly withdrew their skills to gather momentum for a stronger blow.

A moment later, Meng Xiuyuan was holding a white jade long sword, and his figure slowly floated up from the bridge, and he didn't stop until he was more than ten feet higher than the bridge surface.

Seeing the spectacle of Meng Xiuyuan hanging in the void with his sword in hand, the four great monks were extremely amazed, but they were unable to say anything more.Shouting in unison, the four of them poured all their remaining energy into one finger, and pointed towards Meng Xiuyuan.

But the divine sword in Meng Xiuyuan's hand was more radiant, and the bright white light almost included Meng Xiuyuan's entire body, making the person and the sword light merge into one.

Immediately, without saying a word, the shocking finger force and the white sword light collided tacitly.

The wind and waves were violent, and the air and thunder roared. After a long while, Meng Xiuyuan could be seen standing on the bridge calmly with his long sword in his fingers, while the four holy monks were all lying on the ground slumped.

The instant confrontation was too brief and too dazzling, so that no one in the Dugu clan on board could see clearly what happened.

Only when Shi Feixuan's skill was profound and she stood close to the front, could she barely see some of the mystery.

In a daze, Shi Feixuan only remembered that there seemed to be two full moons above Luoshui at that time.The sword light was like moonlight, bright and moving, which made her unforgettable in this life.

　This chapter was written with a lot of investment. I deleted, deleted and revised it back and forth. I posted it late, everyone forgive me
　　
　
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