Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 647: Suan Gong Takes Action
In Jingzhou, the Changliu military test is still going on.

In the sky a hundred miles away from Changliu Mountain, a ray of light flashed across like the aurora, and then stopped on a mountain top.

It turned out to be Teng Zijing who had just left Changliu Mountain.

At this moment, he stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back. The clouds were slowly floating in front of him and there was a cliff thousands of feet under his feet.

Those eyes stared straight into the void before them.

"how?"

A powerful voice suddenly sounded behind Teng Zijing, but after the voice appeared, no figure emerged.

Teng Zijing seemed to have known about the other party's existence for a long time. He was not surprised at all, but nodded slightly, "Very strong, stronger than I imagined."

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his right hand. There was a subtle burn mark on the palm of his right hand, which was supposed to hold the knife.

"Three True Fires, I didn't expect this terrifying power to reappear in the world. The Martial Temple has been searching for a thousand years, and they really found such a powerful Pure Yang Body."

As Teng Zijing's voice paused, the voice seemed to disappear as well. After a brief silence, he slowly spoke: "It seems that Wu Miao's original decision was not wrong. We should also make our own choice."

Teng Zijing narrowed his eyes slightly, and then nodded: "The Qinglin Sect has been guarding the Suppressing Spirit Well for generations. The power of the wall guards alone is not enough in Jiuzhou."

"The Jiuzhou Dynasty only has less than 600 years of national fortune. Every 600 years when the national fortune changes, the seal will loosen. Perhaps this time, we have a chance to completely solve this problem."

"Although the Martial Temple is hidden in the dark, most of its power is still in Zhongzhou. We don't have to worry about Zhongzhou's affairs. Besides, Gongsun Xiao's public appearance this time shows that he has made preparations. We must keep an eye on Yanzhou."

The owner of the voice seemed to nod slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "I am only worried about the Demon Valley now. Their strength is still growing, and the wall guards guarding the Taichu Secret Realm are still missing. Fortunately, Mr. Ruan took action this time, otherwise the catastrophe that happens once every six hundred years would have come early."

Teng Zijing looked at the western sky and said calmly, "With Elder Ruan here, Jiuzhou won't be in chaos for the time being. However, the situation Fang Xuan is facing in Jingzhou this time is more difficult than I imagined."

The voice responded and asked: "In this case, do we need to take action? It seems that Jingzhou is very important to them now."

Teng Zijing shook his head. "He is a fierce tiger. Although his fangs have just grown, he is destined to hunt on his own. Excessive protection will only become a hindrance for him. He must overcome this predicament on his own."

"Let's go back to Yanzhou first."

At the same time, Yun Xin, who was seriously injured by Fang Xuan, returned to Lingxu Temple under the protection of a group of monks from Lingxu Temple after Teng Zijing, Fang Xuan, Zhao Chuanxiong and others left Changliu Mountain.

More than a hundred monks slowly passed by under the sky, which attracted the attention of many people.

Just when they were only a thousand miles away from Lingxu Temple, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the sky.

"Yun Xin, the grudge between you and me should be settled today."

Yun Xin, who was surrounded by more than a hundred monks, looked slightly changed. It must be said that he was extremely weak at this moment.

This voice was actually a female voice.

"Amitabha, what grudge do we have with each other, benefactor?"

After a brief pause, Yun Xin squinted her eyes and looked ahead, only to see a figure in a colorful skirt slowly emerging in the space in front of her.

The other person had her face wrapped in ribbons and her colorful skirt fluttering in the wind. There was a mysterious aura hidden beneath her heroic appearance.

The figure just said coldly: "Life and death grudges."

As soon as she finished speaking, a mysterious aura suddenly surged out of the woman's body. The woman pinched her hands with mysterious hand gestures, and for a moment, Fang Xuan realized that the order between heaven and earth had undergone subtle changes at this moment.

At the same time, Yun Xin's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The stars are turning! Are you from the Palace of Calculation?"

"We have never met before, how can there be any grudges between us? Can you enlighten me, benefactor?"

Yun Xin spoke seriously, but what he got was the sudden rotation of the world around him. Under the woman's feet, a green light circle quickly spread out, covering him and more than a hundred monks.

In the circle of light, there is an ancient word rotating in each direction, which is "休、生、伤、杜、景、死、惊、开".

The eight gates in Qimen were now fully operational. Yun Xin could faintly feel that the space around him had undergone strange changes. Even the space and time he was in was no longer the same as before.

Feeling the murderous intent from the other party that was as tangible as a substance, Yun Xin felt a trace of fear for the first time.

Fear of death.

When fighting with Fang Xuan, although the opponent finally burst out with strength that was enough to kill him, and even his most powerful angry-eyed Vajra Dharma image was unable to stop him, but after all, they were in Changliu Mountain at that time.

Yan Nianchen from the Youtian Sect was patrolling above the sky. Even if he was defeated miserably, his life could be saved.

But at this moment, he really felt the threat of death.

"Buchan Kung!"

Yun Xin shouted in a deep voice, a trace of cold sweat already appearing on his forehead.

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The skills of Suan Gong are strange. In the thousands of years of history of Jiuzhou, there are very few people who can fight with the people of Suan Gong.

Although Yun Xin had heard of it, he had never actually fought with Fang Xuan. And he himself happened to fight with Fang Xuan at this time, and the Buddha's power in his body had been exhausted.

After Yun Xin gave the order, the 108 monks around him sat cross-legged in the void. As bursts of dense Sanskrit sounds rang out in the space, a huge golden light shield completely enveloped them.

Immovable Zen, absolute defense.

But at this moment, Yun Xin felt uneasy.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the woman made a mysterious hand gesture.

The green light under his feet suddenly changed, and then a green portal suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"die!"

The death door opens.

Yun Xin was surprised to find that the 108 monks around him had disappeared in an instant.

As the Sanskrit sound dissipated, all defenses disappeared.

A terrible feeling of fear surged in my heart like a tide.

"The villain!"

"Yun Xin, is this what you told me?"

"The God-killer's status is nothing more than this!"

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In an instant, Hongxian, Fang Xuan, Mr. Wei, Ruan Hong.
One figure after another appeared silently beside Yun Xin, and the sky full of figures directly swallowed her up.

Countless noisy voices were like a magic hand, grasping him tightly in its palm!
A clot of blood.

Suddenly it spurted out from Yun Xin's mouth...

(End of this chapter)