Invincible Dao Zun

Chapter 6
The two people who walked into the mountain range were extra careful, and they didn't dare to fly their weapons, for fear of attracting some powerful monsters.

The more I walked in, the more flustered my heart became, and the smell of blood became more and more serious, and even a faint mist of blood filled the air.

"Amitabha! There are so many monsters dead here." Monk Wuliang put his hands together and sighed.

Naturally, Xu Sanqing also saw the corpses of more than a dozen monsters in front of him. Although none of them were in the foundation building stage, there must be something strange about the death of so many monsters in the Qi training stage.

Monster beasts are no more territorial than humans, and they are very territorial. It is impossible to gather in such a large scale unless they are summoned by monsters. However, there is no aura of monsters nearby, which is really puzzling.

"Junior Brother Wuliang, your Buddhist sect knows more about monsters than I do. Let's see how the fatal wounds of these monsters are different?" Although Xu Sanqing checked the wounds, he knew very little about monsters, so he had to ask Monk Wuliang for help. A disciple of the Buddhist sect.

Monk Wuliang carefully inspected the wounds of more than a dozen monsters, and said: "The way these monsters die is very strange, they all died from excessive blood loss."

Monk Wuliang looked at Xu Sanqing with doubts in his eyes.It is very unreasonable for such a death method to appear on a monster. After all, a monster is physically strong. As long as it is not a fatal blow, no matter how deep the wound is, it can stop the bleeding and scab in a short time.

But the monster corpses in front of him didn't have any scabs. On the contrary, all the blood had flowed out, and the facial expressions were only peaceful, without any struggle or pain.

"This should have nothing to do with monsters, it's an injury from a spiritual weapon." Monk Wuliang thought for a long time before finally confirming.

"Spirit weapon?"

The two of them seem to know something, there are monks hunting here, and they seem to have stepped into someone else's hunting range.

Sure enough, there was a "buzzing" sound, the expressions of the two changed, and they hurriedly moved away. The other party really attacked them. It seemed that other monks were hunting here.

Xu Sanqing was startled when he saw a spirit sword passing behind him, for he was ambushed.

Only monks can use such things as spirit swords. Monsters are not yet full of spiritual intelligence and cannot be used. Monsters disdain this kind of spiritual weapon, and often sacrifice the bones that shed during transformation into weapons.

The two of them spread out, beware of enemies suddenly appearing around them, and no one dared to act rashly.

"call out!"

The spirit sword suddenly disappeared, and the two were shocked.Because the divine sense couldn't sense where the spirit sword was going.

At this moment, Xu Sanqing's spirit alerted him, fear arose in his heart, he only had time to move his head, and with a "呲啦", a sword mark was left on his shoulder, blood flowed out, and his powerful body couldn't heal by itself.

"Fortunately, no blood vessel was injured, otherwise this sword wound might have died like those monsters." Xu Sanqing was secretly surprised, this sword is really strange.

But this sword drank blood, Xu Sanqing sensed the position of the sword, a vine beam talisman was thrown out, there was a loud noise behind the trees in front, a middle-aged man in blue robes stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a sword hanging behind him, the blade was transparent, and there was a talisman inlaid in the blade, it was the spirit sword that injured Xu Sanqing.

"Since the two young heroes are here, don't leave. I still need some blood for this spirit sword." The middle-aged man said with a slightly cold look.

"Amitabha!" Monk Wuliang opened his mouth first, and said, "Since the benefactor wants to eat blood, the poor monk will naturally do his part, but the poor monk is away from home, everything is decided by the elder brother, why don't the benefactor discuss it with the elder monk first."

As soon as the words fell, Monk Wuliang fled in the air with a figure of eight steps.

"This bastard!" Xu Sanqing cursed secretly, he didn't expect this monk Wuliang to be so wretched, he would turn around and run away when he saw something wrong, without the spirit of sacrifice that a Buddhist disciple should have.

The spirit sword struck in astonishment, and the gray-black light revealed endless death.

"Golden Finger!"

Xu Sanqing let out an angry roar, and suppressed the spirit sword with his supernatural giant fingers, and then he stepped forward with a single step, the shadow followed, and instantly approached the middle-aged man, and the Arhat fist blasted out with astonishing power.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man was also extraordinary, and suddenly opened a pear blossom umbrella in his hand, the strength of his fist was dissipated, and a beam of aurora shot out from the tip of the umbrella, hitting Xu Sanqing directly.

That strength is exactly the Arhat Fist that Xu Sanqing hit just now.

In a life-and-death duel, you must be quick, precise and ruthless, and kill with one blow.Xu Sanqing is well versed in this way, he continued to step forward, feinted with a punch, and shot out a rattan talisman, trapping the middle-aged man, but the pear blossom umbrella did not block the magic talisman.

Xu Sanqing stepped forward, ready to end the fight with a punch.

Who would have thought that as soon as the man retreated, the vine bundle would untie itself, the power of the backhand sprayed out, and turned into a snake head, confronting Xu Sanqing head-on, a huge counterforce blasted them back, leaving a big pit behind.

The opponent's mana is too majestic, his skills are unique, and his realm is much stronger than that fake "Yan An".

"Since ancient times, heroes have been born in youth. If you don't fight, you don't know each other. I am the personal soldier of Zhao Wuwei, the lord of Mingde City in the Dali Dynasty." The middle-aged man was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Xu Sanqing to be so cruel. Famous faction.

Xu Sanqing was not someone who would stop so easily. For him, as long as he could kill an enemy, he would never let it go.

Xu Sanqing didn't pause for a moment, and ignored the middle-aged man, and attacked with his sword, directly taking the middle-aged man's head.

"Hmph! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" The middle-aged man was furious, and he opened his hand. After the magical power of the giant finger dissipated, the spirit sword flew back into his hand.

I saw the middle-aged man slapped the blade of the sword, poured with mana, and the spirit sword came out with spirit.

"Half-step golden elixir!"

Xu Sanqing shouted involuntarily.

Infusing mana into the weapon can make the weapon spirit sealed in the weapon come out, and exert [-]% of the power of the spirit weapon!This is the method of Golden Core Stage, Xu Sanqing is very familiar with it.

Although the spirit sword of the middle-aged man is incomplete, as long as the word "Golden Core" is touched, everything will change qualitatively.

Xu Sanqing didn't dare to regret his sharpness. This has nothing to do with talent. It's the crushing of realms. No matter how powerful a genius is, he can't kill Jindan stage monks in the foundation stage, because the strengths of the two sides are not at the same level.

"Monk Wuliang, if you keep hiding, you will die!" Xu Sanqing roared, narrowly dodging the sword.

"Senior Brother, don't panic! Junior Brother is here to help you!" As expected, Monk Wuliang did not go far, and jumped down from the crown of a tree.

The Buddhist beads in his hand flew out, turning into Buddhist eight-character mantras, surrounding the monk Wuliang, and slapped the middle-aged man's spirit sword a few times, each blow was accompanied by the voice of the Buddha, and the half-transformed spirit sword unexpectedly He was beaten back to his original form abruptly.

"Fudo Mingwang Sutra!" The middle-aged man's tone immediately became a little more dignified.

Seeing that the spiritual weapon was suppressed to the point of being unable to move by the monk Wuliang, Xu Sanqing seized the opportunity and relied on his perfect and powerful physical body to face the middle-aged man head-on, punching to the flesh.

Following the stalemate battle between the middle-aged man and Xu Sanqing, Monk Wuliang stepped on the spirit sword, and the Buddhist secret scriptures wrapped the spirit sword and transcended this world together.

"Pfft!" Lingjian suddenly cut off the connection, he was stunned, and took a punch from Xu Sanqing, his internal organs were churning, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and it broke with a "pop" After getting off the old tree, he flew out straight.

(End of this chapter)