Divine Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 463 Arhat's Terrifying Strength

Ji Hai hurriedly said: "These people are his henchmen, they want to overthrow my Lingshan sect!"

A trace of sneer appeared on Jiming's face, he looked at Ji Hai and said, "Ji Hai, you have eaten the heart of a bear and leopard, haven't you? Do you think you can do whatever you want with the power of your hypocritical master? Believe it or not The monk will kill you today!"

Looking into Jiming's eyes, Ji Hai subconsciously wanted to admit his mistake: "Brother, I—"

Before the word "wrong" came out of his mouth, the scene of his dantian and Tiangong being abolished by Jiming appeared in Ji Hai's mind, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"Over and over again, Brother Jiming, you are forcing me! I thought I never had any thoughts about you, but you repeatedly killed me. Everyone wants to live, and so do I. Since, You have already wanted to kill me, and there is no need for me to keep you anymore."

Ji Hai raised his head, looked at the disciples of the Lingshan Sect behind Jiming and said, "I am Ji Hai, I am the direct disciple of the Lingshan Sect Master, and the future Lingshan Sect Master. I will give you one last chance. Now, come to me immediately. Come here, I don't blame the past. If not—"

"Look at your cowardly behavior, who is afraid of whom?"

"My Lingshan sect needs a true disciple like Senior Brother Jiming more than a coward like you!"

"One hundred and eight Arhats are powerful, but we are not soft persimmons!"

"Don't be silly, just hit if you want!"

Behind Jiming, all the disciples of Lingshan Sect roared at Jihai.

Ji Hai's face was pale, and his fists were clenched tightly, making a rattling noise.

In the past, he never put on airs for these juniors, and always treated them kindly.

However, their attitude today is the best answer they gave him.

Jiming jokingly said: "See, Ji Hai, who is the true heir of my Lingshan Sect! You are such a waste, if it is not because you are the suzerain's direct disciple, how can you be qualified to inherit the position of the suzerain of my Lingshan Sect?" People? The eyes of the masses are discerning, and my disciples of the Lingshan Sect know who can lead them down. That person is a poor monk, not you, Ji Hai."

Ji Hai suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

All the disciples of Lingshan Sect looked at it like idiots.

Ji Hai laughed and burst into tears.

He thought of a mortal saying: good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden by others.It doesn't mean that if you are blindly kind, others will reciprocate.On the contrary, they will only think that you are easy to bully, so they will be even more unscrupulous!
Lowering his head, Ji Hai's eyes were scarlet with tears in his eyes, and he looked at the faces of all the disciples of Lingshan Sect behind Jiming.

The expressions of all the disciples of Lingshan Sect changed drastically.

At this moment, Ji Hai had the expression in his eyes that they had never seen before!
It looks like despair, but also like killing intent!
"Ji Hai, no matter how fierce you are, it's useless. You are not suitable to be the future suzerain of my Lingshan Sect!"

"Yes, you and the suzerain are not suitable, you should give way, give way to Senior Brother Jiming!"

"Stop being obsessed with obsession, Ji Hai, power is not what my disciples of Lingshan Sect should covet!"

"You and the suzerain let go of your obsessions, support senior brother Jiming to take the position, and be an inner disciple safely in the future?"

"It's interesting, it's so interesting!" Ji Hai opened his hands wide and laughed wildly, "It's so interesting, Buddha! I, Ji Hai, treat people with my heart, and this is what I got. If this is the case, what's the use of becoming a Buddha? For the devil!"

Pointing at Jiming and the others, Ji Hai's voice gradually became cold, and he said to the one hundred and eight Arhats: "Kill! No one will be left behind!"

Ji Hai squinted his eyes, looked at the [-] Arhats and said, "Arhat is also a disciple of my Lingshan Sect. Brothers, don't listen to Ji Hai's nonsense! He has become demon, you have heard it just now! Kill him, Keep my Lingshan sect safe!"

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, bowed to Jiming, and said, "Amitabha! This junior brother, I, the one hundred and eight arhats of the Lingshan sect, only recognize jade pendants but not people, let alone whether things are right or wrong. I will arrest them now, or, poor Monk and others are starting!"

When the middle-aged monk said this, all the arhats behind him clasped their hands together.

Immediately, countless blood-colored Buddha lights rushed out of their bodies.

The turbulent momentum rushed toward Jiming and the others like a tide.

Including Jiming, all the disciples of Lingshan Sect felt as if Mount Tai was pressing on their heads, and their breathing became uncomfortable.

Jiming's face was gloomy, he turned around and ran towards the inside of the palace, shouting: "Go!"

All the disciples of Lingshan Sect followed suit.

One hundred and eight arhats shook their heads when they saw this.

The next moment, they turned into blood-colored figures, and they clapped together in Jiming's direction!
Above their heads, a blood-colored giant Buddha suddenly appeared in the void!
The giant Buddha raised its thick fleshy palm, which stretched for miles, and slapped Jiming and the others with a slap!

The palm of the flesh bombarded the void, the void collapsed, and countless hurricanes gushed out from the crack.

On the top of the Lingshan Sect, a strong wind raged, the palace was uprooted, and countless disciples of the Lingshan Sect were sucked into the crack, screaming one after another!
"Aren't you going to catch him with your arms tied?" The middle-aged monk shouted sharply.

Jiming tore through the void and was about to rush in.

The middle-aged monk yelled, and a staff appeared in his hand, and he smashed it in the direction of Jiming!
"when!"

A loud bang.

A ray of golden light came first, and hit the crack all at once. The crack split open like a spider's silk, and countless winds hit Jiming's expression like a knife blade.

Blood splattered!

Jiming hurried back!
Seeing this, the other disciples of Lingshan Sect were shocked.

"Brother Jiming!"

"Brother Jiming, be careful!"

"Brother Jiming, is he still here?"

Jiming withdrew three feet away, pointing at the one hundred and eight arhats to the other disciples, and said: "Hold on, hold on a little longer, they will arrive soon!"

Seeing this, the other disciples of Lingshan Sect looked at each other and rushed towards the one hundred and eight Arhats!
"Amitabha, you are stubborn!" The middle-aged monk shook his head and waved to the one hundred and eight arhats behind him.

All the Arhats flew up and turned into shooting stars, smashing into other Lingshan Sect disciples.

For a moment, screams echoed from the top of Lingshan Sect.

Blood stained the entire void red!
Jiming watched this scene without even turning his head, and continued to run wildly.

Ji Hai looked at the disciples of the Lingshan Sect who had followed behind him before, all dead, with a fierce look on his face.

Pointing to Jiming who was going away quickly in the distance, Ji Hai said to the one hundred and eight Arhats, "Chasing after him!"

The one hundred and eight arhats tore through the void, and all of them fell into it.

After a while, when they tore apart the empty words again, Jiming bumped headfirst!
(End of this chapter)