Chapter 1,491: Kill the Monk to Establish Prestige

Burn incense into the temple and kowtow at Biden Mountain.

These two powerful moves made Xiao Changfeng's patience completely worn out.

He originally wanted to enter the temple and meet the wise Buddha.

But apparently the Ci-Mei Buddha Saint does not think so.

First, the Holy Son Zhitong failed miserably, and then he showed his power.

Not to mention Xiao Changfeng, even Mo Wenjian was furious at this time.

"Master Jue Neng, don't you think it's too much?"

Saint Yunshui also frowned slightly, a little angry.

"Donor Yunshui's words are serious. This is the abbot's intention. If the two benefactors cannot accept it, they can also climb the mountain from the path and enter the temple."

Master Jueneng raised his finger.

I saw a narrow path next to it, but it did not lead to the main entrance of the Main Hall, but a low and narrow side door.

Or rather...a bigger dog hole!

"You've gone too far to bully others. You're a bunch of thieves and bald donkeys. I'm going to blow your bald heads off today."

Mo Wenjian was furious and rushed out first, heading towards the first monk on the mountain road.

This time, the Merciful Buddha also spent a lot of money.

There are a total of eighteen monks on both sides of the mountain road, all of whom are strong men in the Imperial Martial Realm.

The two people at the front were at the fourth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

Obviously he wanted to knock Xiao Changfeng and Mo Wenjian down directly.

After all, Mo Wenjian had just broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm.

And Xiao Changfeng's realm is only around the third level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

"Demon-killing style: Armor splitting!"

Mo Wenjian held the copper coin sword in his hand, and the red spiritual energy was absorbed into the sword.

In an instant, a bright sword energy bloomed from the sword body.

There was even an extremely sharp intention of destruction emerging.

The monk on the left looked shocked and quickly held the golden staff to resist.

Click!

The copper coin sword is an ancient relic, comparable to a top-grade holy weapon.

At this time, Mo Wenjian took action with anger and was extremely powerful.

He actually cut off the golden monk's staff with one sword.

If the monk hadn't teleported away to avoid it, this sword might have been enough to seriously injure him.

"It's very strong. It must be at the top of the Qianlong list, but why haven't I heard of it?"

Xiao Changfeng judged the power of Mo Wenjian at a glance.

Although the copper coin sword in his hand is comparable to a top-grade holy weapon.

But after all, it had only been three days since he broke through to the Imperial Martial Realm.

He was actually able to force this monk at the fourth level of the Imperial Martial Realm to retreat and dodge with one strike of his sword.

"Second Demon-Slaying Style: Breaking Claws!"

Mo Wenjian also teleported and chased the monk, and the condensed sword energy appeared again.

Mo Wenjian practices the "Taotie Devouring Skill", and his aura is three to four times that of a warrior of the same level.

Even if he is facing a monk at the fourth level of the Imperial Martial Realm, he is not much inferior.

And the martial arts skills he displayed were also very special.

It seems to have been specially created to kill monsters.

But its power is not weaker than earth-level martial arts.

Even at a high level.

Dang Dang Dang!

The monk who was at the fourth level of the Imperial Martial Realm was actually forced back by Mo Wenjian and fell into a disadvantageous position.

This made many monks on the mountain path look askance.

They cultivated in Nandala Temple, and although their talents were average, their strength was not weak either.

At this time, he was being suppressed and beaten by a junior. This was incredible.

However, after Xiao Changfeng took one look, he withdrew his gaze.

He walked towards the mountain road.

"beat!"

Another monk at the fourth level of the Imperial Martial Realm was a middle-aged monk. At this time, he was holding a monk's staff and smashed it on his head.

Once he takes action, he goes all out.

Apparently the other monk's decline made him angry.

He wanted to defeat Xiao Changfeng quickly to restore his majesty.

"Dharma Stick Technique?"

Xiao Changfeng raised his head slightly and saw the monk's stick technique.

Bodhidharma stick method is a special stick method in Buddhism.

Known for his toughness.

The staff in the monk's hand is also a semi-holy weapon.

At this time, there was a golden light above the monk's staff.

The monk's staff smashed down, directly breaking the air, making people's cheeks hurt.

There was also a spiritual pressure that seemed to make Xiao Changfeng restrain his hands and confess his crime.

In an instant, the monk's staff landed on Xiao Changfeng's head.

"not good!"

Saint Yunshui's heart tightened.

Master Jueneng and the monk in yellow in front of the temple looked happy.

It seemed that the next moment, Xiao Changfeng was going to be hit by the monk's staff and left seriously injured.

"Have you ever heard of murder?"

At this moment.

Xiao Changfeng's indifferent voice sounded and fell into the monk's ears.

At this moment, the monk's face changed drastically, and an extremely strong death crisis arose in his heart.

He let go of the monk's staff and stepped back, trying to get away from here.

But it's too late.

Whoosh!

A dark golden sword rainbow roared into the sky, faster than lightning.

Before anyone could blink, the monk's staff was immediately chopped into two pieces.

Then Jian Hong's power continued unabated and he headed straight towards the monk.

"Dharma protects you!"

The monk's heart tightened. The sword rainbow came so fast that he couldn't even teleport in time.

Suddenly he recited Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha's light all over his body surged.

This is his strongest defense method, trying to block the Flying Sword of the Meteor God.

Unfortunately, his defensive methods were like paper in front of the Meteor God Flying Sword.

Puff.

The Flying Sword of the Meteor God pierced directly into the monk's heart, and then passed through.

Only a bloody hole was left.

"you……"
To be continued...