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Chapter 562 Monster

Pandita fell on the body of Vajra and cried bitterly. If Vajra had listened to his advice and not deliberately plotted against Zhang Hong and Miao Ming, he would not have been injured now. How could a fully-powered external scene master be easily ambushed by a newborn monster?

It is even said that if Zhang Hong and Miao Ming had not been injured, the leader might not have been able to successfully place the red lotus on Yan Hui's body.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

If the leader risked his life not to lead the Heavenly Sword away, according to what he said, the Sword Master had already exhausted his strength and had no ability to activate the Heavenly Sword again, then who could control this monster?

Zhang Hong and Miao Ming were seriously injured last night, and they forced themselves to attack again today. They are now exhausted. No matter how strong their wills are or how furious they are, they can only make one more move at most. Can they win with just one move?

Pandita looked at Li Hai and Bujie who were standing with Zhao Yushu. These three seemed to be able to fight, but Zhao Yushu and Bujie’s cultivation was not high, and Li Hai was not good at attacking and killing. What could they do?

Pandita finally looked at the three people on the other side. The two mortals, Cao Zheng and Du Wu, were already retreating quietly, fearing that they would attract Yan Hui's attention, while Miao Yinhai was trembling all over, at a loss.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you come over here and wait to die?"

Zhao Yushu waved from afar, but Miao Yinhai was still confused. This situation was so different from what she had imagined that she didn't even understand when she became his brother's wife. But she still decisively ran towards Zhao Yushu.

"Master, my cultivation is low, so I can't tell the monster's cultivation level. What level is it now? Is it at the Great Perfection?"

Li Hai shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know? The interior? Then we have no chance to fight, let's just run for our lives."

“It’s not an inner scene. Senior Brother Yan Hui’s spiritual light is completely covered by blood and energy, and we can’t tell his cultivation level at all. But judging from his aura alone, he is at least at the ninth level. His aura is still rising, which should be due to the blood essence he absorbed from the King Kong.”

"I'll play as a forward, Senior Brother Bujie will hold the fort for me. Is Dragon Ball's energy enough?"

"It has to be enough even if it's not enough. I can't outrun him."

Zhao Yushu sighed, "Brother is still so reassuring. Master Li Hai, release the formation, let Miao Yin Hai go out, and do your best to evacuate all the cultivators. If we can't hold on, the fewer deaths, the better."

"can not go out."

Li Hai sighed, "The Holy Mercy Temple's formation has been stained by blood and has overwhelmed me. Except for the Left Envoy who just left, we can't get out and people outside the temple can't get in."

"They are determined to kill us. If you have any cards, hurry up and use them. I'm going to attack!"

Yan Hui's invincible golden body was absorbed by the leader. Theoretically, he could break through his defense now. Besides, the opponent's cultivation was not yet perfect and he was a monster. Zhao Yushu didn't think he had no chance.

Then a slap more than a meter high taught him a lesson.

"Buddha's Palm?!"

Not entirely. At least the Tathagata Palm would not be able to only slap Zhao Yushu back with one slap, and there would not be sharp nails on the fingers.

Yan Hui seemed a little confused after he finished striking out. He lowered his head and looked carefully at his skinny right hand, then tentatively struck out again.

Such as defeating the revolution.

Master Li Hai's skin was as dry as a dead tree. He stood in front of Zhao Yushu and took the blow. "Mr. Liu, please go. I will take the blow for you."

Zhao Yushu nodded slightly: "Brother Bujie, attract his attention, Miaoyinhai, find a way to hurt him, anything is fine."

"Oh."

Miaoyinhai was hiding at the back, and he didn't expect that he would be assigned a task. He hurriedly accepted it, and exerted all his strength to send out an invisible and colorless cold air, and at the same time quietly crushed a piece of talisman paper.

I hope the teacher can come.

Miaoyinhai prayed secretly, secretly glanced at the Heavenly Sword, and was horrified.

The Heavenly Sword did not move again, but what was surprising was that above the Heavenly Sword, the shadow of an old man with white hair and beard appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Dugu Sword Saint.

"Old man, you finally showed up."

The leader stood in front of the phantom, holding his head high and proudly. Although he was as small as an ant compared to the huge phantom, his aura was not inferior at all.

"I came here with the determination to die. You can try to kill me again."

Sword Saint Dugu did not answer, but just coldly locked the leader with his aura. The two did not move for a while. Inside Zhang Yi Tower, Wu Ziteng rode on a flying sword and soared into the sky, pointing at Shengci Temple in the distance.

Shushan does not care about worldly affairs, but slaying demons and eliminating evil is its duty. When demons appear, Shushan disciples have no choice but to do their duty.

However, just as he stood up, King Samantabhadra, dressed in white clothes and a white hat, stopped in front of him.

"Bodhisattva Samantabhadra, are you going to sit back and watch the demons wreak havoc? There should be some of your disciples there as well."

King Puxian shook his head. "As long as Yizhou is not conquered, the Tang Dynasty can calmly increase its troops, and the Tibetan army will have a hard time. The two countries are fighting in Songzhou. When will our Bon religion have a place? No matter who wins or loses, one side must win quickly and greatly. Before today, the Tang Dynasty might have won a battle, but today, even if someone disrupts the situation, everyone in Shengci Temple has been successfully calculated by the Left Envoy, and Yizhou will be conquered. I am old and don't like changes, and I don't like being disrupted by others. As for Miaoyinhai, it is her honor to devote herself to Bon religion."

Wu Ziteng narrowed his eyes and looked at the senior Neijing in front of him: "There are still millions of mortals in Yizhou."

"For the Bon religion, this is a necessary price to pay. Even for the Tibetans, it is the same."

"You've gone mad."

The sword flashed. The two men were separated by dozens of feet, but in the blink of an eye, Wu Ziteng's sword had reached King Samantabhadra.

"The Shushan sword is truly amazing."

Lotus flowers blossomed, and Samantabhadra King's fingers turned into phantoms. Countless finger winds came out from the air and hit the sword energy.

"If you were allowed to go to the inner scene, I'm afraid there would be few people in the world who could rival you. What a pity, what a pity, you are still too young."

Wu Ziteng's sword waved in the morning light, reflecting dazzling rays of light, breaking the finger wind into pieces, but it could not go any further.

The power of Yan Hui's second palm was much greater than the first one. Li Hai's skin began to wrinkle like a century-old tree. Zhao Yushu's sword failed to pierce it that day. His defense was amazing.

However, under Yan Hui's second palm, Li Hai retreated three steps, the skin on the front of his face exploded, and blood oozed out.

Judging from his condition, he can only withstand one more palm strike at most.

Bujie's whole body turned black and purple, and he rose several feet in the air. He turned into a purple smoke and rushed past Zhao Yushu, and the blue-black iron cone stabbed Yan Hui fiercely.

Yan Hui almost instinctively stretched out his left hand to grab the iron spike, the bluestone under his feet shattered, and he forcibly restrained the Po Xun Dharmakāya in place.

But they have bought enough time.

Zhao Yushu's sword stabbed over, and the cold iron sword pierced Yan Hui's heart without any hindrance. Almost at the same time, the Assassin in his left hand slashed across Yan Hui's neck.

A normal person would have died if his heart was pierced and his neck was cut. Even if he was not a normal person, he would have been seriously injured by these two blows.

However, Yan Hui seemed not to feel the injuries on his body, and he slapped Zhang Hong who was not far away with another palm.

The essence and blood of the most powerful external scene is really too tempting.

Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth, the Assassin in his left hand disappeared, and Madam Xu revealed her full power.