The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 389: The Three Flames of the Holy Garment of Kadi
With a bang, the sword and the stick collided violently in the hall.

The horrifying aftermath rolled up circles of air waves that spread out, but no one knew what material this black gold palace was made of.

The pillars, floors, ceilings, steps, and the bronze throne were ravaged by this terrifying force, and only shallow scratches appeared on them.

bang——

When a stick came down, Young Master Kaiming's heart skipped a beat. He felt that the opponent's sword was extremely violent, not as light and graceful as a sword.

Not only did he use force to counter force, he also blocked the demon-subduing pestle with one sword, and he also generated a tremendous force to bounce him back into the air.

After blocking the opponent's powerful stick, Fang Xun took advantage of the situation and swung out another sword.

Suddenly, a crescent of knife light appeared in the corner of Young Master Kaiming's eyes, but it was black, like a black moon rising into the sky.

The cold blade light whistled towards them with a terrifying murderous aura, making this already gloomy and dark demon world even darker.

With one swing of the knife, it was as if dark hell had descended!
Divine Sword Slash——

"What a terrifying demonic nature!"

There was a flash of surprise in Young Master Kaiming's eyes. The knife that could cut him in half was about to hit him, but his face showed no sign of panic.

The demon-subduing pestle in his hand suddenly began to dance, with it as the center, all the vital energy of the world within a hundred feet radius turned into a surging tide. The long stick stirred up the wind and clouds like a dragon in the sea, and set off a real hurricane that lingered around his body.

Xumi Lingji calms the wind demon, and the monkey in the heart shows his holiness to destroy all evils——

In an instant, a pure and holy light rose up, with the compassion of Buddhism and the universal love and non-aggression of Mohism. The two different meanings were perfectly blended together.

A clear light suddenly appeared, like sunlight piercing through dark clouds, shining on the dark crescent moon, and actually made the horrific knife light melt away instantly, just like light dispelling darkness.

Fang Xun's eyes suddenly lit up. This divine sword strike was not so easy to block, but Young Master Kaiming managed to deflect it steadily.

It made him see some shadows of 'all the twelve evils of bodhisattva are empty' in it.

"The Nine-Mark Staff Technique created by Tang Monk in the Golden Light World is indeed extraordinary."

Young Master Kaiming also quickly dropped from mid-air and stood still. His already snow-white face seemed even paler at this moment.

He was seen patting his chest with lingering fear and shouting exaggeratedly.

"Oh my, that was really dangerous. You almost cut me in two!"

He did feel a lot of pressure and was almost cut in half. It's not modesty.

Although Fang Xun was delighted to see his prey, he did not continue to attack. He simply ignored the other party's funny tone and expression and spoke lightly.

"You are no longer a threat to me. You'd better take out your ancestor's robes. Otherwise, you will die in the next strike of the sword!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and swung out another sword.

Zheng——

In an instant, the small building was filled with the sound of spring rain all night, and a terrifying cold light flashed, accompanied by a sound of swords and knives.

The swords are vast and sharp, the sea of ​​swords and waves of swords are sweeping across the sky, making it impossible to tell whether it is the sword light or the sword shadow. A destructive force rises up as if it bursts out at the end of the world.

Boom boom boom boom——

The sky was filled with gray and white sharp rays sweeping over, attacking Young Master Kaiming.

Three knives, four swords, seven killing disasters——

Young Master Kaiming's face suddenly changed drastically, and a sense of crisis of death instantly emerged in his heart.

At the critical moment, he flicked his hands at his waist reflexively, and immediately a sacred and soft golden light burst out, and golden Sanskrit characters appeared in the void.

At this moment, the sea of ​​swords and waves had already arrived.

boom--

But there was a thunderous roar, and smoke and dust swept up. The indestructible hall was shaking.

The surface of the black gold floor and walls were cracked inch by inch, and the hall collapsed in an instant after not lasting long.

Boom——

There was only smoke and dust in the field, but soon a burst of golden light burst out, piercing through the smoke and dust, leaving only ruins in the place.

Fang Xun stood on the ground, looking at the golden figure opposite him.

Young Master Kaiming was found to be completely unharmed, and a barrier made of countless golden Sanskrit characters in front of him was rippling like water waves.

His expression became solemn and dignified, completely different from before.

The person was still the same person, but he was wearing a golden robe as thin as a cicada's wing with Buddhist scriptures engraved on it.

"May this Buddha's voice spread across the mortal world, and be heard by all three thousand Saṃsāra."

As a poem was sung, Young Master Kaiming clasped his hands together, his face looking solemn and dignified. Although he was a demon, at this moment he seemed to have transformed into an enlightened monk.

"Amitabha, the three enlightenments of the mind, enlightenment of emptiness, enlightenment of purity, and enlightenment of power."

Fang Xun's eyes became brighter and brighter: "It can withstand my attack of 'Three Sabres, Four Swords, and Seven Killings'. Tang Monk's Jidi Holy Cloth is indeed extraordinary!"

Young Master Kaiming's face showed no joy or sadness, and he no longer showed any sign of being lively and funny. He looked at Fang Xun and said calmly.

"The donor's strength is unfathomable. Even if you put on this cassock, it will only delay the arrival of failure."

"please!"

Fang Xun only said one word, and Master Kaiming stopped talking immediately, and a gun appeared in his hand.

As soon as he took out the gun, Fang Xun felt a wave of heat coming towards him.

The tip of the gun seemed to be condensed from a terrifying flame, and the high temperature it emitted was enough to cause the air in the palace ruins to become scorched and distorted.

Young Master Kaiming waved his hand and loaded the spear head onto the demon-subduing pestle.

In an instant, the Sanskrit characters engraved on the stick suddenly turned a deep scarlet, as if it was a symbol of the wrath of the Buddhist King.

The demon-subduing pestle immediately turned into a flaming spear!

"Three flavors of fire, accompanied by true flames!"

In an instant, the young master was enlightened and showed no joy or sadness. The flaming spear in his hand trembled and the flame on the spear tip was like a red tassel, just like a blooming red lotus.

As the spear was swung, a heat as intense as burning mountains and boiling seas erupted in an instant, causing the air in all directions to burn fiercely!
Just like a peacock spreading its tail, scarlet flames shot up into the sky behind Young Master Kaiming, and in the air they converged to form a red lotus flower of karmic fire that pierced straight into Fang Xun!

Facing this attack that was like the wrath of King Ming sending down flames to cleanse the world, Fang Xun finally felt a hint of threat.

But there was a hint of joy on the corners of his mouth. He flicked the sword lightly, and the sound of the sword ringing in the spring rain could be heard all night long in the small building.

choke--

He did not dodge or evade. In an instant, he followed the sword and his true energy burst out, pulling out a pure yin waterfall that crashed into the red lotus.

Rumble - when the strong wind rose, it was like a raging sea. The terrifying water and fire each occupied half of the sky and competed with each other. Waves of air spread in all directions like a centripetal circle.

The earth trembled, and the palace that had already become ruins began to collapse again, and curtains of earth, rocks, and mud rose into the sky.

Looking down from the sky, the waterfall and the red lotus collided to create a mushroom cloud that rose into the sky. The power it unleashed was terrifying, and ripples in the void continued to spread.

Large pieces of mud, sand, and rocks were swept into the air without any resistance. They were either crushed into powder by the waterfall or directly vaporized by the red lotus fire.

Fang Xun and Young Master Kaiming both had their hair and clothes flying up, their inner energy vibrating and humming, and their swords and spears clashed thousands of times in a single breath.

"This kind of power?"

Fang Xun was only slightly surprised, but the eyes of Master Kaiming, who was standing nearby, showed an unprecedented solemnity.

How can this be called swordsmanship?

It's clearly a vast ocean!
Young Master Kaiming was of course familiar with Zang Jingren's signature skill, the "Flying Waterfall Palm", but now Fang Xun was slashing out with his sword like a waterfall, and his power was far greater than that of Zang Jingren.

As soon as the collision occurred, Young Master Kaiming felt the pressure, even though the fire spear in his hand was wrapped in a raging red lotus flame.

But after encountering Fang Xun's pure Yin waterfall, this so-called inextinguishable true fire was actually extinguished!
"it is good!"

Amid the rain of spears and swords, Fang Xun became more and more excited as the fight went on. He suddenly let out a long whistle and allowed Young Master Kaiming to stab him with his spear. He followed the sword and his body suddenly soared ten feet into the air.

Seeing Fang Xun soaring into the air, Young Master Kaiming suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his head. An aura of destruction and creation spread in the sky where water and fire met.

"With this shot, no wonder it can be recorded in the World's Wind and Cloud Monument as the world's best shot!"

As Fang Xun let out a long roar, the sword body shook, and suddenly a vast sea of ​​swords and waves spread out like a waterfall. He used the power of final destruction and stabbed out the Seven Killing Tribulations with his sword again, pressing down on Young Master Kaiming!

"I just don't know if this is your limit!"

boom--

Feeling the gray sea of ​​calamity pressing down on him and the ferocious and terrifying blades of swords, Young Master Kaiming's expression became tense, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he actually had the illusion that the sky was falling in his heart.

But this thought lasted only a moment, as Gongzi Kaiming's fighting spirit revived and he charged forward fearlessly with a flick of his gun.

All of a sudden, the scarlet flames in the sky suddenly turned into golden flames. The sounds of Zen echoed in the void, and golden Sanskrit words appeared and lingered around Young Master Kaiming.

Boom——

In just a moment, the Fire Spear and the small building listening to the spring rain all night merged, causing ripples in the void to rise again.

Fang Xun brought the gray-white sea of ​​calamity to press towards Young Master Kaiming, and the two of them fell to the ground like meteorites, shattering the earth.

The vast stretch of palace ruins had been shattered into pieces as the two figures swam and raged.

Young Master Kaiming was carried along by Fang Xun and rushed forward recklessly. His golden flame was submerged in large areas by the gray-white sea of ​​calamity, but the Sanskrit surrounding his body was like the strongest barrier, remaining unmoved by the impact of the sea of ​​calamity.

At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Fang Xun's lips.

"You are proud of yourself for being able to withstand my final blow head-on, even with the help of the power of the Gadi Holy Cloth and the Fire Spear. Unfortunately, this is your limit!"

Young Master Kaiming's eyelids twitched, and the next moment, he saw the black and white yin and yang energies rising in the gray and white sea of ​​​​calamity, but in an instant they condensed into a bunch of gray and chaotic thin lines.

At this moment, the bright light reflected by the vast golden flames dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the light between heaven and earth was absorbed by this gray line.

"This is?!"

Young Master Kaiming showed signs of warning between his brows, but he had no room to react.

Immediately, the sea of ​​calamity dissipated, leaving only a bit of gray chaos, as if after the final destruction, the world had turned into chaos again, starting the next cycle, over and over again.

The vast universe is full of chaos——

As soon as this beam of Hunyuan sword energy appeared and turned into a thin line, it went straight to the center of Young Master Kaiming's eyebrows.

laugh--

The sword energy hit the tip of the flaming spear, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

The Sanskrit barrier created by the Jadi Holy Robe protected Young Master Kaiming's body tightly, but Fang Xun's sword was too terrifying, and the golden Sanskrit characters began to vibrate violently, as if they were about to collapse at the limit.

The collision lasted only a blink of an eye, and the chaos only lasted for a moment before the sword energy began to dissipate.

But before Young Master Kaiming could even breathe a sigh of relief, a faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"You have already blocked two swords, come and take my third sword - Yin and Yang merge to transform the universe!"

As Fang Xun's voice entered his ears, a sense of extremely fatal death crisis overwhelmed the young master's enlightened mind, followed by a sudden explosion of Hunyuan Sword Qi.
boom--

It was like the explosion of the original singularity of the universe. Suddenly, a new sense of creation rose from the destruction.

After the earth-shattering explosion, the earth, water, fire and wind filled the air.

Chaos gives birth to Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang give rise to the Eight Trigrams, the Eight Trigrams give rise to all things, and Wuji gives birth to Taiji.

In an instant, four-colored lights containing the meaning of earth, water, fire and wind raged wildly, bringing with them a terrifying torrent of power that swept across and completely submerged Young Master Kaiming!
The golden flames in the sky were extinguished, and the golden Sanskrit barrier, which was already at the end of its strength, was also destroyed with ease.

Boom——

Young Master Kaiming was like a huge rock falling into a deep pool, or like a meteor falling to the ground, with mushroom-like smoke and dust rising up, and a huge wave exploded on the earth.

The smoke and dust only appeared for a moment, and then a strong wind blew away the smoke and dust, revealing a huge pit with a diameter of several dozen feet.

Fang Xun was seen standing quietly in the pit, his clothes were a little torn, and there were several charred burn marks on his body surface, while Young Master Kaiming was in a much more miserable state than him.

His gorgeous black robe was already tattered, with wounds all over his body. The flowing blood had dyed the only undamaged piece of clothing on his body, the Kadi holy garment, red.

Although Master Kaiming was still alive, he was on his deathbed. He turned his gaze towards Fang Xun with difficulty, and then pulled the corners of his mouth with great effort, as if he wanted to smile.

"round of applause!"

As he spoke, he habitually wanted to clap his hands, but suddenly he realized that he had lost feeling in his limbs and could not help but smile bitterly.

"My ancestor's cassock and fire spear can't stop your three sword and saber combined moves. You are really a monster!"

Without waiting for Fang Xun to reply, the last glimmer of light in his eyes completely dissipated, and his body turned into bubble and slowly disappeared.

Fang Xun shook his head and muttered to himself.

'Absorb the young master's enlightened martial arts insights and memories.'

In an instant, a large amount of memory information flooded into my mind like a tide.

Before he knew it, another moment had passed and Fang Xun appeared in the training ground again. After briefly sorting out his new insights, he looked towards the fifth door of the martial arts hall.

When he saw the new name, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's him. Now I don't have to change weapons so frequently!"

[Shangguan Hongxin, Yangshen Realm, from "Golden Light Puppet Show", to be defeated]

(End of this chapter)