From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 56

Zhang Wuji quietly motioned to Wei Yixiao to go around behind the Vulcan and wait for an opportunity.

At the same time, he also began to approach the Vulcan body quietly, preparing to give that ugly-looking bowl a ruthless blow at a critical moment.

"Hey!" Half a minute later, just as Zhang Wuji was about to draw his sword, a sword light in the distance was activated first.

This is a masked woman, the long sword in her hand is burning with fierce flames, the speed is almost turned into an afterimage, and it is almost at the peak, and the sword cuts horizontally towards the bowl.

Someone obviously had the same idea as him.

"Bang!" The alms bowl, which was pressed by Vulcan and had no power to fight back, was cut in half by the long sword.

The masked woman didn't stop, and flew towards Vulcan with a flick of the talisman that had been prepared in her hand.

This talisman is also burning with flames, but the color of the flames is black.

"It's karmic fire."

"You dare."

It was the Vulcan who uttered the first sentence, and its voice trembled with infinite fear and despair.

The second one to speak was Hui Xin, the little monk was no longer calm and calm as before, he abandoned the Four Great Treasure Tree Kings and rushed towards the masked woman with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Boom!" The moment Vulcan came into contact with the black flame transformed by the talisman, it was like sparks meeting boiling hot oil, and burned with a bang, like a gorgeous and grand firework.

At the same time, the Four Great Treasure Tree Kings became old visibly with the naked eye, and their aura rapidly weakened. They fell from congenital to acquired, and then retreated to first-class masters. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a few old people who were dying.

But at this moment, none of the people present cared about them anymore.

Because at the place where the Vulcan tree was originally located, there is a piece of fiery red wood about a foot long floating up and down in mid-air.

"Boom!" At the same time that Mu Mu appeared, the battle between monk Huixin and the masked woman suddenly became fierce.

In a short period of time, he has made more than 30 moves in a row.

"Go!" The masked woman saw that she was blocked by Hui Xin and couldn't advance an inch, she suddenly gave a soft scold, and made a quick gesture with her hand, a phantom between her eyebrows flew out like lightning, and rushed straight to the wood.

The other two old Buddhist monks had already rushed towards the Vulcan at the same time that the masked woman threw out the karmic fire talisman, but it is true that the Buddhist kung fu can fight and resist, but they are short legs in terms of speed.

After running for a long time, he was rushed by that phantom.

Seeing that the phantom was about to grab the wood, a green shadow beside him flashed and a figure was faster than him, grabbed the wood with one hand, smiled, turned around and ran away.

It was the Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.

"Stop the thief!" The phantom released by the masked woman shouted angrily.

There was a sudden restlessness in the surrounding Huo Lingli, and around Wei Yixiao, the four fire snakes that were completely transformed from flames quickly took shape and swallowed them in one gulp.

"Humph!"

A cold hum resounded in the cave, followed by a crisp sword cry.

A sword light flashed continuously like a swimming fish.

Chi, chi, chi, every time the sword fell, a fiery snake was pierced and killed, the flames dissipated in the blink of an eye, and a figure stood upright holding a black sword in front of Wei Yixiao.

"You guys want to try my sword?"

While Zhang Wuji was speaking, the sword shadow that had killed four fire snakes in a row came back in front of him in a flash, circling around him non-stop, with sword aura criss-crossing it, and the oppressive surrounding fire spirits were slightly far away .

The fierce fighting came to a standstill in an instant, and everyone looked at the Ming Cult leader standing with a sword in an ugly expression, not daring to make the slightest move.

Just now Zhang Wuji displayed the sharpness of the sword light, everyone was watching, whoever dared to make any changes might be cut off by the sword.

This leader Zhang Jianxiu kills a ruffian, but he won't tell you any nonsense.

As for teaming up?

That's even more funny, don't look at how fiercely they fought here just now, but if they join forces to fight Zhang Wuji, one sword strike would be regarded as flattering them.

Now the whole Jianghu is under the coercion of Zhang Wuji's sword, it's not for talking.

Of course, this is under the condition that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng does not go down the mountain....

"Huh...!" Monk Huixin's complexion changed continuously, and finally let out a long breath, took a step forward and saluted Zhang Wuji respectfully.

"Master Zhang, this piece of wood is the godhead condensed by that evil god. It is of no use to your religion, but it is very important to my Buddhism. If we have it, we can use it to speed up the destruction of Zoroastrianism, so that the entire Ottoman Empire can survive in the future." Free from fire."

"This is a great deed to the common people of Ottoman, and it is also a great merit to Master Zhang."

"So you mean to let me give it to you for nothing?"

Zhang Wuji took the wood from Wei Yixiao's hand, and immediately felt a mysterious and mysterious power seemed to be controlled by him, which made his heart move instantly, but his face was calm and interrupted Huixin directly with a smile that was not a smile.

"Young monk dare not."

Huixin bowed respectfully again: "Buddhism is willing to offer three Shaye fruits. This fruit can help people realize the ability to break through the realm. Master Zhang should be able to use it soon."

Zhang Wuji's heart was moved again, there are really many good things in secret Buddhism!
He pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at the masked woman who had retreated to the exit and asked with a smile, "What about you? What price can you offer?"

The masked woman immediately hesitated when she heard the words.

"Don't worry, anyway, I still need to study this piece of wood. You and that senior who hides between your eyebrows can have a good discussion."

"Well..., I like swordsmanship the most, you know."

Hearing Zhang Wuji mention the word senior, the masked woman was startled suddenly, and before she could think twice, she turned around and exited the cave, running away without a trace.

"Looks like it's really the old man with me, maybe it's the old woman...!" Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had originally lied to the masked woman with this sentence, and now seeing her such a big reaction, Zhang Wuji was [-]% sure.

As for the identity of this woman, Zhou Zhiruo had no doubts.

"Zhiruo, you can take care of yourself, you think I won't recognize you if you wear a veil?"

"I'll know you even if you're wearing a vest."

Zhang Wuji was in a pretty good mood, and he was making fun of himself in a low voice.

"What did Master Zhang say?" Hui Xin asked in a daze.

"I said you should go clean up the remnants of the Zoroastrianism first. Others are fighting, but you Buddhists have come here for your own self-interest. I'm afraid it won't have a good impact if it spreads out?"

Zhang Wuji found a random reason to beat Huixin,

Anyway, he didn't dare to refute himself, if he dared to refute Zhang Wuji, he dared to hack him to death with a sword...

Sure enough, the three monks were silent.

Zhang Wuji was very satisfied with the performance of the monks, and continued: "As for this godhead, stay with me first, and talk about other things after this battle is over."

Hui Xin was full of reluctance, and wanted to say something, but the two old monks beside him shook their heads at him one after another, and finally the three of them left the cave silently.

"Master, this thing may be of great use to Buddhism, we'd better not give it to him lightly." The Blue Winged Bat King reminded him.

Of course Zhang Wuji knew this. Although he had never heard of the godhead, he had guessed its effect, and it was 80.00% likely to be used to answer the prayers of believers.

If it is really given to the monk, it is tantamount to letting the monk steal the authority of the Vulcan, and the Vulcan believers will be transformed into monks in the fastest time. This conflicts with Zhang Wuji's established policy of suppressing Buddhism, and he is unwilling anyway. have witnessed.

(End of this chapter)