The Villain's Counterattack

"You are indeed fools." Duan Lang continued to regulate Feng Yun's true energy and impact his Ren and Du meridians. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "As expected, the best way to deal with naive people like you is to take hostages, and the Shaolin Temple happens to have the most..."

"Oh no!" The Demon Lord and Xueda Demon exclaimed at the same time. After being reminded by Duan Lang, they immediately thought of the thousands of innocent ghost children. However, it was too late to chase them. King Jing took them as hostages, so it was naturally impossible for him to kill them easily. If they rushed out now, they would be easily controlled by him.

Seeing the regretful expressions on the two men's faces, Duan Lang shrugged slightly and said, "From the moment you failed to kill him immediately, you were destined to lose."

The Demon Lord retorted, "Although the Sutra King forcibly stole 30% of my power, he is no match for Mahamudra, who has 70% of my power. How could he be defeated?"

Duan Lang looked at her with interest and said, "If he took those innocent victims in Shaolin Temple as hostages and asked you to give up your martial arts, would you be willing?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their eyes all turned to the Demon Lord. The latter fell into deep thought at the same time. If King Jing really did this, what would he choose?

"King Jing, King Jing..." The Demon Lord hesitated. She knew that she had made mistakes before, and more than once. She knew from the beginning that King Jing was unreliable, but she was too superstitious about her own martial arts and ignored her character. Although King Jing in the past was a martial arts fanatic and had a bad character, he was definitely not so insidious and cunning.

"If you give up your martial arts, who else can be the opponent of King Jing? Nie Feng? Bu Jingyun? Or me, a small follower of Tianxiahui?" Duan Lang's self-deprecating words made everyone laugh, but suddenly they found that they could not laugh at all.

This issue is really sharp, but the current King Jing is no longer the King Jing of the past. He is becoming more and more crazy, and at the same time more insidious and cunning. Such means must be guarded against.

They all noticed that the Sutra King would return to his Blood Hand, and his power would only grow stronger. Previously, the Sutra King, who had no Sutras or Dao at the thirteenth level, was no match for the Xueda Demon, and was even able to temporarily gain the upper hand by playing tricks on the Demon Lord. Now that he had forcibly seized 30% of the Demon Lord's Earthly Extreme Mahamudra, how much more would his strength increase?

The Demon Lord couldn't kill the Sutra King before with his full strength of Mahamudra. After this, the Demon Lord only has 70% of Mahamudra. Is he really sure that he can kill the Sutra King?

"What do you think?" The Demon Lord finally humbled himself and took the initiative to ask.

"First, help Fengyun break through as soon as possible. Second, take Kong Ci and Bodhidharma's Heart away." Duan Lang's words stunned everyone at the same time, and they didn't understand what he meant.

Duan Lang helplessly explained, "Your compassion is the greatest sin, and it's also the despicable King Jing's greatest weapon against you. As long as those hostages are still there, you'll die if you appear before him, because he won't be able to rest until you die. If you die, he'll be able to do whatever he wants. At that point, the life and death of all of us, including those thousand hostages, will depend on his whim."

"King Jing might not kill all the hostages who are no longer useful, because it would be meaningless. That's why you are willing to die." Duan Lang said with a smile: "People like you are always the easiest to deal with, even if you get ten thousand acres of gold."

"I'm waiting for you to take out the gold, waiting for you to benefit the people, and then gather people to besiege those who have received your favor, take them as hostages, design an ambush to plot against you, and even threaten you with their lives to give up your martial arts and hand over the gold. What will you choose?" Duan Lang's words were like thunder, which stimulated the Demon Lord.

"Your young son is seeking death by carrying gold through a busy city. Demon Lord, you are still too naive. Your defeat is not accidental, but inevitable!" Duan Lang kept provoking the Demon Lord. This demon among all demons was almost going crazy, and Xueda Demon couldn't stand it anymore.

"So, you're bound to lose against the King of Sutras. It's best if you leave. Without you, the King of Sutras won't have any scruples. He won't take Xueda Mo, Hei Tong, or even Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng seriously." Duan Lang never mentioned himself. "And the Heaven-level Mahamudra possessed by Fengyun Hebi is definitely superior to the King of Sutras. They are the guarantee of our victory."

Is it easy for the Demon Lord to leave?

But it was easy. Even the Sutra King could sneak into the stone wall, let alone the Demon Lord. No one could stop her if she wanted to leave. Even if there were only 70% of the Earth-level Mahamudra left, there were not many people in the world who could stop her. It could even be said that if she really wanted to leave, almost no one could stop her, unless they mobilized a large number of people of the same level to chase and intercept her.

The Demon Lord was speechless for a while. It turned out that she was the biggest burden. However, after listening to Duan Lang's words, she had to admit that it made sense. As long as she did not appear in the King Jing's sight, she would not be threatened by him.

But, why do I always feel something is wrong?

Wait, "Since Fengyun is the trump card against King Jing, why do they need Xueda Mo and Mo Niang to fight together?" The Demon Lord finally reacted. Duan Lang smiled and said, "To ensure that everything is safe, to paralyze King Jing, and to provide cover for Fengyun."

As he spoke, Duan Lang shook his hand and threw the Heart of Bodhidharma to the Demon Lord, "This is a sea of ​​gold covering ten thousand acres, a gathering place of wealth that cannot be described in the world, and you just give it back to me like that?" Although the Demon Lord was mentally prepared, he still felt incredible after receiving it.

Doesn't this kid have much of an idea about money? You know, he used to work as a groom in the Tianxiahui, barely making a dent. Even before that, he was the son of Duan Shuai, the Nanlin Sword Master, but the Duan family had fallen on hard times. While he had enough to eat and wear, he was definitely not wealthy. So, when did this kid develop such a generous personality?

"Where in the world is safer than in your hands? If I really have no money, I can just beg for alms from the people you support." Duan Lang's expression made the Demon Lord and others frown. This is a threat, this is definitely a threat.

Suddenly, Duan Lang asked sternly, "I've heard of the Blood Hand of Returning Origin before, and I know its advantages and disadvantages. What would happen if the Sutra King absorbed both your Earthly Extreme Mahamudra and Fengyun's Heavenly Extreme Mahamudra at the same time?"

The Demon Lord's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he immediately understood his plan. He smiled and exclaimed, "This plan is brilliant. The Earthly Maha is Yin, and the Sky Maha Infinite is Yang. It's impossible for a person to have both Yin and Yang Maha within their body. Otherwise, if Yin and Yang collided, two different Maha Infinite energies would collide and continuously impact each other within their body, causing it to expand like an inflated ball. At this time, as long as a peerless master could infuse his Tianling acupoint with power..."

The Demon Lord didn't need to explain what was going to happen next, as everyone present immediately understood, including Kong Ci, or Heitong, who had just been awakened by her.

"I want to go too!" Hei Tong said firmly, "The King of Jing hates me the most. If I were here, he would definitely focus more on me so that you can do things better."

Duan Lang looked at her deeply and thought to himself, this might have been the case before, but the purple-clothed boss who suppressed King Jing's spirit is actually a sophisticated egoist. He is even more vicious and cunning, and may not be as simple and foolish as King Jing.