Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 41 Fierce Battle and Confrontation, Meeting Tsing Yi Again
The figure in front of him is very illusory, but the evil spirit on his body is extremely strong.

"Are you that demon?"

Zhao Huai squinted his sword finger slightly, and a sword shot directly towards him.

Swish!
The unknown sword turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced through the figure.

The gathered monster energy spread out and appeared in front of Zhao Huai again.

Although Yu Jian's speed is very fast, but only in a straight line, whenever he wants to turn, he has to concentrate.

It suddenly turned into a close combat, and a big furry hand stretched out in front of him, and touched his Tianling cover.

The black energy in front of his eyes flew wildly, directly into his brain, it was obvious that the demon fox wanted to use illusion to control himself.

"Humph."

Zhao Huai let out a sneer, and suddenly activated the Sea Consciousness Deterrence Technique.

The mental power turned into a big bell, and it thumped, and the mind was immediately cleared, and the mood was clear.

The black air couldn't get close to him at all.

And he could see the appearance of the figure clearly.

It is a monster with a fox face and a human body. Its body is extremely thick and its muscles are distinct.

"Smash!"

Zhao Huai let out a loud shout, clenched his five fingers, and punched the monster.

The strength of the arm suddenly exploded, and the power brought by the peak ultimate will is unparalleled.

To compare strength?He is right.

There was a crackling sound in the air.

Boom!

Boom!
Two waves of air swayed from the middle, and the two stone lions standing at the door were shaken and shattered.

"Jiyi, open!"

Zhao Huai said silently in his heart, his strength immediately doubled to the original, and the strength of his arm skyrocketed again!
Eight times the strength of the physical body, the opponent couldn't bear it at all, and the monster with the fox face and human body was directly thrown out by the hammer.

Swish!
At this time, the sword just passed by on its way back, Zhao Huai turned over and walked on the sword. The sword light turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the fox-faced monster.

He felt that the monster's strength was almost at the level of the eighth level of Qi training, but it was like an empty shell, lifeless.

"Roar!"

The fox-faced monster grabbed the gravel on the ground and threw it at Zhao Huai's face one by one. The terrible strange force made the gravel extremely aggressive.

Zhao Huai stepped on the sword and moved forward with the sword. With the blessing of [Swift Walker], the speed was doubled. The trajectory of every piece of gravel could be seen clearly, and he could easily dodge it.

In the next second, Zhao Huai jumped up in the sky, holding the sword in his hand.

As soon as he turned around, a momentum suddenly formed in front of him.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Accept the sword.

Zhao Huai holds the cold iron in his hand, the heart, spirit, and energy are all in one, converging the power of the sword into one point.

Suddenly there was a strong wind around, even the trees were swaying, and everything on the street moved, as if they were afraid. This was the real sword drawing technique.

"cut."

An inaudible whisper sounded.

From the oncoming street, a gust of wind whizzed past, like a plague of locusts passing through, and a sword energy shot up into the sky, as bright as day.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword was crisp and sweet, and a white light cut across the waist. It was only ten meters away, and the movement and sound resounded through the wind and cloud.

Even Yan Jing in the prefect's mansion, looking at the strong wind outside the window, can feel this move.

The wind-blown wooden door made a whistling sound, and a blast of air rose outside.

"What a powerful force."

Yan Jing looked at the sky and murmured.

At this time, in the alleyway, a huge deep ravine appeared in the middle, which was extremely eye-catching.

The monster in the middle of the ravine slowly stagnated, with its head and head separated.

Only the torso was left, crumbling in the wind.

With a "pop", it exploded into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Huai silently withdrew his sword, and there was no joy on his face.

Because in his eyes, although the demonic aura of the monster in front of him was being lost, it gathered again, left this place, and disappeared here.

In other words, this is not the main body of the demon fox, but another clone.

The fox demon is not dead yet.

"A fox is a fox. It's very cunning. Every time you can't beat it, you use another way to confuse yourself."

Zhao Huai can basically conclude that this demon fox is not his opponent.

But she is very cunning, instead of confronting herself head-on, she wants to use various strange methods to fight against herself.

The evil spirit dissipated, and the human body in front of him was just a human skin.

The so-called fox head is nothing more than a thing woven with grass.

Zhao Huai discovered a strange phenomenon.

That's the puppet skin of these people, and he found that none of them had eyes.

On the face are the eyes rubbed by Niwan.

His eyes were hollow and his expression was dull.

Seeing this, Zhao Huai had a flash of inspiration.

"I seem to know what it means when the monster looks at the god pupil in many ways."

Zhao Huai suddenly realized.

In the end, he fought step by step, and he also understood some tricks of the fox demon.

Although this fox demon has thousands of faces, has many puppet skins, has many tricks and tricks, and can change skins and faces, it can be said that it is not easy to find her.

But there is only one thing that the eyes cannot imitate.

There is only one real eye.

Maybe her eyes are her weakness.

Just as Zhao Huai was thinking this way, he checked the hexagrams again.

I do not know when, misfortune quietly reversed.

[Hexagram Three: When you meet a monster in the mansion of the murderous man, the monster looks at the gods in many ways. During this trip, the instruction you get is "blessing". 】

"That's the way it is, and that's the key."

Zhao Huai smiled.

Seeing that the misfortune and fortune in front of him are finally reversed, it means that his direction is roughly correct.

Sudden.

A black mist quickly swept across the sky, followed by a cloud of blue light.

For a moment, the two colors of light collided together, bursting out with astonishing power.

The black light and the blue light are like two clusters of glowing stars, illuminating the sky.

But soon, the blue light dimmed and fell like a meteor.

"what is this?"

Zhao Huai looked towards the sky, and through the light, his eyes seemed to see a person.

The black mist in the sky did not linger, it turned into a gust of wind, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

There was a 'plop' sound from the ground, and something fell to the ground.

Zhao Huai rushed to the place where he fell, and happened to be not far away from him.

The smoke and dust dispersed, only to see a woman covered in blood, lying in the deep pit.

"is her?"

Zhao Huai stepped forward and was surprised to see the woman's face.

Because this person is the woman in the green dress he met at the pawnshop!
She is a disciple of the Cultivation of Immortals Sect, and also a monk of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

At this time, the woman in the green skirt was holding the long sword tightly in her palm, her eyebrows were slender, the corners of her mouth were thin, her delicate face was extremely pale, her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her expression was extremely painful.

Coughing blood in his mouth, the blue dress on his body was torn everywhere, and the long snow-white legs were stained with drops of blood, like a bloody lily, which made people feel distressed.

The mouth was still weakly raving.

Zhao Huai got closer, and finally heard what she was saying.

"Demon. Suffer death"

"The demon died?"

Zhao Huai muttered to himself when he heard this, recalling the black mist just now.

Then he looked at the broken body of the woman in the green skirt and sighed.

"You can't just ignore death."

He picked up the woman in the green skirt and walked slowly towards the prefect's mansion.

(End of this chapter)