Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

"Junior Brother Feng Jiao?!"

Seeing the Taoist suddenly appearing, Taoist Shi Jian from Maoshan widened his eyes.

Does his junior fellow apprentice have the ability to rush in?

"Brother!"

Hearing Shi Jian's words, Li Fengjiao bowed in Shi Jian's direction with a serious face.

However, the brass magic sword in his hand was pointing at the demon sword Hirumaru.

"Brother, retreat immediately, you are no match for this monster!"

Seeing Lin Fengjiao was about to go up, Shi Jian suddenly became very anxious.

His junior fellow apprentice is good at talismans and rituals, and at most knows some boxing skills for self-defense, so how could he be a match for this monster! ?
Until the opponent had killed three people in a row who had suddenly realized the truth!

The spirit and energy of the three people who were killed were also devoured by the magic sword in the demon's hand!

"Don't worry, I met a master who helped me on the way here."

"We will definitely be able to deal with this monster!"

Lin Fengjiao confidently made a chariot finger gesture, nodded to Shi Jian from a distance, and then rushed towards the demon sword Hiruzen.

The magic sword in his hand made a clanging sound.

"There is something wrong with this person."

"So I got him in."

Wuming, who was on the other side, heard what Yang Feiyun said and explained in a low voice.

"question?"

"What is the problem?"

"I can't see anything other than being very brave."

Yang Feiyun looked at Lin Fengjiao in confusion, then at Wuming.

He dared to conclude that with Lin Fengjiao's ability, she could not even last a round against the Japanese warrior!
"Watch it for a while and you'll know."

Wuming smiled and did not answer Yang Feiyun's words.

There are four evil spirits on Lin Fengjiao.

Since this is Mao Xiaofang's territory, we can find out what these four evil spirits are.

Unexpectedly, those evil spirits and blood demons all came out.

I just don't know what the difference is between these ghosts and monsters and the hundreds of demons in Japan.

Kill or be killed?!
Wuming looked at Lin Fengjiao with a smile, and then looked at the Onmyoji in the Japanese team.

The Onmyoji who was looked at by Wuming shuddered for no reason.

Following the line of sight, I saw Wuming's eyes.

Then the Yin-Yang master's gaze was withdrawn.

This made him immersed in the memory of what he had seen in the Japanese Concession in Shanghai. At that time, Wuming was confronting the Ninja Leader, and he was accompanying the Ninja Leader.

"Wait for an opportunity to kill this liar."

The Onmyoji narrowed his eyes and silently controlled the hundreds of ghosts to escape towards Wuming.

Sonorous!

On the other side, the demon sword Hirumaru and the magic sword collided with each other, making a sharp, teeth-grinding friction.

In this attack, both sides fought evenly!

"How can this be?!"

Shi Jian couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this scene.

Doesn’t he know what level Lin Fengjiao is at?
As the eldest senior brother who taught skills on behalf of the master, he was the one who taught Li Fengjiao all her abilities!

How could his senior brother not know how powerful Lin Fengjiao is?

"good!!"

After just a collision, the demon sword Hirumaru judged that Lin Fengjiao was quite powerful.

"You should have held your Central Plains sword at that time, so that your strength would be more fully utilized."

The demon sword Hirumaru then used the reaction force and slashed out again with the sword in his hand.

"I can kill you with a sword!"

Lin Fengjiao hummed softly, touched the magic sword with her two fingers, cast a Vajra Talisman, and then slashed at the demon sword Hirudowa again.

Sonorous!

Stab it!

Sharp and harsh collision sounds echoed in everyone's ears.

Those who knew Lin Fengjiao's name more or less were all wide-eyed at her strength.

This isn't mysterious at all. How could Lin Fengjiao suddenly become so powerful?
Squeeze!
The two men slid their feet, and the weapons in their hands swung out afterimages.

The speed was so fast that everyone could only see the sparks flying between the two people due to the collision.

"Hahaha, I see your true face."

"So you are just like me."

Suddenly, the demon sword Hirumaru spoke in a low voice, looking at Lin Fengjiao with sympathetic eyes.

"What does it mean?!"

Hearing the triumphant cry from the demon sword Hirumaru, everyone looked at each other.

At the same time, Shi Jian and other people from Maoshan like Lin Fengjiao also showed a solemn expression.

There is something wrong with this monster. The aura on his body is somewhat similar to the evildoers they usually deal with.

But why would Lin Fengjiao follow a demon?
You should know that Lin Fengjiao is wearing a protective jade pendant blessed by the founder of Maoshan!
Even if it encounters some evil spirit, the jade pendant can transmit the message to the Maoshan ancestral temple in time!

"Tsk, you Japanese have figured it out."

"No fun. I thought I could swallow you."

Just as the demon sword Hirumaru said, after Lin Fengjiao's identity was revealed, the blood demon in Lin Fengjiao's body no longer pretended.

"Hahaha."

“It’s rare to meet someone like me.”

"Come on, come on, let's fight for three hundred battles!"

Looking at the black mist and red energy floating around Lin Fengjiao, the demon sword Hirudowager couldn't help but grow bigger.

"Who is like you?"

"I am the blood demon that everyone fears!!"

Hearing the words of the demon sword Hirumaru, the Blood Demon snorted with disdain.

Now that he's been exposed, he won't pretend anymore.

He directly invaded Lin Fengjiao's body with his own soul.

At the same time, four auras emerged from his body and transformed into ghosts and monsters that lurked around Lin Fengjiao.

"Now, I have said that you should surrender and let me devour you."

After Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, oh no, the magic sword in the Blood Demon's hand slashed towards the demon sword Hirugan.

This sword was sharper than the previous one, but it was still blocked by the demon sword Hirumaru.

The two men moved again.

And the two of them showed no mercy.

The body belongs to someone else, if it is destroyed, just get another one!!
Ding-ding-ding-ding! !
As the two continued to fight, the figure unknowingly approached Qi Xuan.

Compared to swallowing the demon sword Hirudo, what the Blood Demon wanted to swallow the most was Qi Xuan.

As long as he is swallowed, he will be able to be reborn instantly, return to the peak, and even raise his strength to a higher level!
As a thousand-year-old blood demon, as long as he returns to the peak, he will be invincible. Now in this era of declining spiritual energy, who can stop him from dominating the world!

"It would be so boring if I just let you do it like this."

Wuming narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly.

Then, he looked at the two people who were wrapped in white flames.

This blood demon has been suppressed by the relic for quite some time. Coincidentally, isn’t there a monk here?

He slightly moved his fingers, and the flames on the ascetic monk and Makino Ittosai went out.

"Amitabha, I would like to borrow your knife for a while."

Wuming took over the ascetic monk's collection and directly raised his hand to pull the phantom sword from Makino Itosai's hand.

He gently touched the sword in his hand, and the sword made a long and melodious sound.

"Good sword." Wuming praised, then walked towards the demon sword Hirumaru and the blood demon holding Makino Ittosai's phantom sword.

"My two benefactors, I have just learned a set of sword techniques."

"It's called the One-Word Wisdom Sword."

"Please give me more advice, both donors."

At some point, the ascetic's fingers grew back.

"Monk?"

"In my life, the only people I hate are Taoist priests and monks!"

Looking at Wuming who was walking over, the Blood Demon's eyebrow turned into an inverted eight.

The reason why he wanted to swallow that Qi Xuan was because the body of this Maoshan Taoist priest carried his essence, blood, and soul.

With the addition of Qi Xuan, he will be able to complete his method of rebirth!
"The donor is really angry."

"Is it because you saw this poor monk?"

Wuming waved the phantom sword in his hand.

"This move of mine is called Mirror Flower and Water Moon."

"If the donor can understand this, perhaps he can become a Buddha right away."

Wuming smiled, and from a distance, he swung the phantom sword in his hand directly out.

The phantom sword, whose blade could not be seen under normal circumstances, appeared directly in everyone's sight.

"This guy really knows how to stir up trouble."

"Mirror Flower Water Moon, why don't you come up with a crescent moon sky clash?"

Hearing Wuming's words, Jingming on the other side narrowed his eyes.

He knew that the ascetic monk in front of him had been controlled by Wuming.

As Wuming swung the phantom sword in his hand, the surrounding space rippled like the surface of water.

But calm was soon restored.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But now the few people with high cultivation level have discovered clues.

It was just that unnatural feeling of contradiction for a moment.

"Interesting, can Zhang Zhiwei feel it too?"

"You are worthy of being the chosen one."

Jingming looked up at Zhang Zhiwei who was standing next to him.

The slightly furrowed brows clearly showed that he had sensed something.

However, Zhang Zhiwei's practice has not yet reached Zhang Jingqing's level.

After just a moment, he could no longer find the strange feeling in his heart.

"Hey, bald donkey, is this what you are capable of?"

"If that's the case, then let me take you to see your master, Tathagata?"

The Blood Demon's flesh and blood are now separated, and his soul resides in Lin Fengjiao's body. His perception of the outside world is even more localized, so he naturally cannot feel Wuming's actions.

He just felt that Wuming's sword was very slow, so slow that he thought the monk was coming to provoke him.

I haven't been out for over a hundred years. Has my reputation disappeared?

"Amitabha, donor."

"I worship the Great Sun Tathagata."

Wu Dan raised one hand, chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice, and analyzed it with a smile on his face.

"Shut up, what the fucking difference is?!"

The blood demon glared and roared at Wuming.

He felt very angry now, the kind of anger that came out of nowhere!

He must chop this skinny and ugly monk to death! !

After scolding Wuming, the Blood Demon swung the brass magic sword in his hand towards Wuming.

However, when he touched the phantom sword handed over by Wuming, it seemed as if time and space were reversed.

The brass magic sword returned to the Blood Demon's hand again, and the Blood Demon's body position also returned to its original state.

"How is this going?"

Feeling what was happening to him, the Blood Demon couldn't help but widen his eyes, and suddenly felt an extremely frightened feeling in his heart and liver.

Even the Taoist priest who sealed him up didn't have this ability.

"Donor, I have already said that this move is called Mirror Flower and Water Moon."

"Although the donor has done all kinds of evil and is full of resentment and blood, I think he has read a few books, right?"

"Do you need me to explain this story of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water to you, the donor?"

Wuming looked at the Blood Demon with a smile, the phantom sword in his hand was already in a slashing posture, and the other hand was also upright.

Everything that just happened seemed to have never happened, except that the phantom sword in Wuming's hand moved forward a little.

"Monk, don't go too far!"

Looking at Wuming's half-smile, a burst of arrogance suddenly burned in the Blood Demon's body.

Since he is known as the Blood Demon, he must have the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance!
"Too much bullying?"

"Donor, are you a human?"

Wuming grinned and tilted his head to look at the blood demon.

"Donor, if you can't see through my illusions, you will have to stay here for the rest of your life, until your oil runs out and your lamp dies."

Wuming chuckled and motioned for Blood Demon to continue.

"I don't believe it anymore."

"Even the real masters from Shangqing Maoshan cannot kill me, but you, a bald donkey with unknown origins, can do this!"

After being ridiculed repeatedly by Wuming, the magic sword in the Blood Demon's hand began to tremble like an angry poisonous snake.

"Amitabha, donor, please!"

Wuming chuckled and moved the phantom sword in his hand closer.

The blood demon's movements replayed again, returning to their previous state.

This time, the Blood Demon felt it for real! !
"Japanese people, attack together!"

The Blood Demon took a deep breath and then looked at the demon sword Hirumaru standing beside him.

At this time, the demon sword Hirumaru also witnessed the two battles between Wuming and the Blood Demon with his own eyes.

"So, you can use a sword!"

Ignoring the blood demon, the demon sword Hirumaru chuckled at Wuming.

"Everything is done to make the two donors turn back to the right path."

Wuming chuckled and leaned forward slightly.

"I don't bother to mob a man."

"If you want to take action, do it yourself. If not, let me do it instead."

Seeing Wuming saluting, the demon sword Hirumaru also bowed and saluted, then stood up and spoke to the blood demon beside him.

"You guy, you don't know what's good or bad!"

"Without blood, flesh and energy replenishment, how long can you last?!"

The Blood Demon stared at the Demon Sword Hirumaru, is this guy crazy?!

Why do they have to fight one-on-one when they can just gang up on each other?

The key is that it is possible that you cannot win in this one-on-one fight!
"My two benefactors, please listen to my advice."

"In fact, with your abilities, there is no difference between going up together and going up one by one."

“In fact, I still hope that the two donors can come together.”

"This way, I can wake myself up better."

"After all, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water in this sword of wisdom of this poor monk are meant to help people break through confusion."

Wuming spoke up, giving the two a hint.

"Monk, you are really going too far!!"

The blood demon, who was already angry at the demon sword Hirumaru, felt as if his blood was burning when he heard Wuming's words. (End of this chapter)