"This demon monk…destroyed my Spirit Shackles?”
The blue-robed middle-aged man's heart trembled. His magic treasure had been easily destroyed by this skinny old monk?
"Azure Edge Sword Art!"
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the young man. He patted a cloth bag on his waist and activated the sword technique with all his strength. A flying sword with a cold light flashed out of the cloth bag like a flood dragon coming out of the sea. The sharp sword Qi spread out and pierced straight at the heart of the skinny old monk.
"Ang! Roar!"
However, there seemed to be a dragon and elephant roaring inside the old monk's body. Facing the flying sword that could easily pierce through metal, he waved his robe and used his sleeve to hit the sword. The flying sword was sent flying as if it had been hit by a hammer. It broke a wooden pillar in the temple from the middle.
The skinny old monk's strength was extremely shocking. Even though the sword-shaped young man and the blue-clothed middle-aged man were both from Qi Refining sects and were far from being comparable to ordinary itinerant cultivators, they could not hurt the skinny old monk at all.
The skinny old monk's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes flashed with a bloody light."Blasphemy against the Buddha's golden body and attack this poor monk time and time again. You evil spirits and demons deserve to be killed!”
"Be careful!"
The blue-robed middle-aged man exclaimed.
" Golden Light Protection Spell…" The young man with sword-shaped eyebrows also realized that something was wrong. He hurriedly formed a seal with his hands to cast a protective spell.
However, a ghost-like shadow flashed. The skinny old monk seemed to have teleported and instantly appeared in front of the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows. A skinny palm grabbed out.
"Puchi!"
Amidst the sound of flesh being torn apart, a transparent bloody hole was pierced through the chest of the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows. His still beating heart was dug out alive by the withered old monk.
"You…You…"
The young man with sword-shaped eyebrows wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth. His eyes lost their color, and he fell to the ground with a trace of fear and unwillingness.
The young man did not expect that he, a Qi Practitioner from a sect, would die in the hands of an unknown demon monk!
"Li Jian Xing!"
The blue-robed middle-aged man cried out in alarm. His body was trembling. The skinny old monk licked his lips and chewed the heart that he had dug out. He swallowed it into his stomach. His face was filled with enjoyment, as if he was eating some delicious food. This was undoubtedly terrifying.
After the skinny old monk finished eating the heart, the blood color in his eyes faded a little. He looked at Su Hao and the middle-aged man in blue and said with pity,""Benefactors, even though you have committed heinous crimes, Buddha is merciful. Kneel down now and sincerely repent in front of the Buddha statue to atone for your sins!”
"What does it have to do with me?"
While Su Hao was shocked by the skinny old monk's strength, which seemed to be comparable to a martial arts grandmaster, he was speechless. He didn't make a move just now, nor did he do anything out of line. How could he be guilty?
As for the blue-robed middle-aged man, despite the humiliation in his heart, he had completely collapsed after witnessing the skinny old monk kill the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and brutally devour his heart. When he heard the old monk's words, it was as if he had grasped a glimmer of hope for survival.
The blue-robed middle-aged man knelt on the ground and begged,"" Don't…Don't kill me. I'm also a believer of Buddha…"
In order to survive, the middle-aged man in blue knelt down and begged for mercy. He did not have the pride of a Qi Practitioner.
The skinny old monk enjoyed the feeling of being in charge of the life and death of others, but his face soon turned gloomy. He looked coldly at Su Hao, who was standing in the distance."Patron, are you not willing to repent your sins in front of Buddha?”
Su Hao laughed when he heard this and said disdainfully,""I don't think I've committed a big crime. Even if I'm really guilty, no one has the right to make me repent! I don't believe in Buddhism, I only believe in myself!"
This skinny old monk's strength was unfathomable, and he was most likely comparable to a martial arts grandmaster. However, Su Hao was not afraid of him, let alone kneeling down and repenting in front of the Buddha statue.
The blue-robed middle-aged man's eyelids twitched. He had seen how terrifying the demon monk was, yet this young man still dared to speak in such a manner. Was he not afraid of following in the footsteps of his junior brother?
Sure enough, Su Hao's actions had undoubtedly angered the skinny old monk. The bemoaning expression on the skinny old monk's face disappeared, and he became extremely ferocious as if he had a split mind. His eyes flickered with a bloody light, and his voice was hoarse and sharp,""Why is there always such a stubborn evil creature like you? This Penniless Monk will send divine punishment to you on behalf of Buddha!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny old monk's figure flashed and teleported in front of Su Hao like a ghost. A skinny claw grabbed at Su Hao's heart, wanting to dig it out alive!
Iron Claw Technique!
Su Hao didn't dodge the old monk's claw. He also extended his claw, and his five fingers shone with a metallic color. He also attacked the old monk's chest, exchanging injury for injury!
"Bang!"
The skinny old monk's claws landed on Su Hao's chest. His sharp claws that could tear apart ferocious beasts were unable to tear apart Su Hao's flesh at this moment. Su Hao's claws also landed on the skinny old monk's chest at the same time. A huge force suddenly erupted, shaking the skinny old monk and causing him to stagger back a few steps uncontrollably before he could stabilize himself.
Su Hao's Thirteen Tyrants had reached the sixteenth level of the cultivation technique, and his body was stronger than many demon beasts!
"This demon monk's cultivation is so strong. There's a barrier formed by Stellar Energy on his body, but my claw can't penetrate it!”
Su Hao was also a little surprised. His claw didn't even tear through the old monk's Protective Upstanding Qi. Su Hao had never seen such a thick layer of Protective Upstanding Qi in his life.
"This young man…defeated the demon monk? He was clearly not a Qi Practitioner, yet he was able to fight against this terrifying demonic monk?”
The blue-clothed middle-aged man originally thought that Su Hao was already dead, but when he saw that Su Hao actually repelled the demon monk the moment the two collided, his eyes immediately widened.
The middle-aged man in blue could sense that Su Hao had no spiritual energy stored in his body, which meant that he was not a Qi Practitioner but a martial artist. But how could a mortal martial artist be so powerful?
Su Hao repelled the skinny old monk. He stared at the old monk and said coldly,""Who are you? To be able to have such strength, he should not be a nameless person!”
The skinny old monk had strength comparable to a Grandmaster, so he could definitely be listed in the Heavenly Martial Arts Strategy. Moreover, judging from his way of doing things, it was very likely that he was an expert of the Dark Sect, just like Traceless Blood.
"This poor monk's Dharma name is Duzhen!"
the skinny old monk replied.
"Duzhen?" This name was very unfamiliar. Su Hao didn't see such a person in the Heavenly Martial Arts Strategy.
"To be able to take my attack…your heart must be very delicious!”
The skinny old monk licked his lips, his blood-red eyes filled with greed.
Previously, in order to win over the skinny old monk, Traceless Blood had collected a large number of warrior hearts and given them to him. However, the skinny old monk was only interested in the hearts of experts!
"Dragon Elephant Demon Fist!"
The skinny old monk charged at Su Hao again. The shadow of a dragon and elephant appeared behind him, but his skinny body burst with unimaginable divine power. He punched at Su Hao, and the dragon and elephant roared.
"Come on!"
Facing the old monk's attack, Su Hao's eyes seemed to have flames spewing out. He pushed the Thirteen Gangsters to the peak, and the blood in his body flowed like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. With one arm weighing 500,000 pounds, a terrifying divine power that could kill demon beasts erupted!
Su Hao punched out with his right fist and clashed with the skinny old man's punch that carried the power of the dragon and elephant!
"Boom!"
The entire temple shook violently at this moment. It was as if an earthquake had occurred within a radius of 100 meters. Cracks spread wildly from the ground in the entire temple hall. The blue-clothed middle-aged man was shocked. His entire body was sent flying by the shockwave produced by the collision.
A terrifying fist force that could hurt the bones and internal organs of a human body surged from the skinny old monk's fist and blasted into Su Hao's body. However, for Su Hao, who had cultivated the Thirteen Gangsters to the state of integrating the inside and outside, it was wishful thinking for such an attack to hurt him!
"Bang!"
The skinny old monk was sent flying backward by the force of Su Hao's iron fist. He crashed into the wall and fell into the courtyard overgrown with weeds.
Su Hao once again crushed the skinny old monk with this attack!
It wasn't that the skinny old monk wasn't strong, but that Su Hao was too powerful now. He was an unparalleled grandmaster with terrifying combat strength that far surpassed those of the same realm!
"This demon monk is a monster…This youth…is even more of a monster!”
Looking at the skinny old monk who had killed his junior brother with ease being sent flying by Su Hao's punch, he took a deep breath and his eyes were filled with horror. This unknown young man was clearly not a Qi Practitioner, but his strength was terrifying.
Su Hao moved his body, and his eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He was not interested in peak grandmasters like Traceless Blood and Luo Mo, but this skinny old monk, who seemed to be a martial arts grandmaster, made his blood boil!
Su Hao stepped out of the broken wall, and the skinny old monk who fell in the yard got up from the ground. His face was twisted and ferocious, and the blood light that spurted out of his eyes was almost solidified."For the sake of my current strength…I paid a huge price and drank the blood of demons, but this kid is far younger than me, and he can actually suppress me? Why should I? Why?!"
The skinny old monk roared crazily in his heart. For the sake of strength, the skinny old monk had become like this, neither human nor ghost. However, Su Hao, this young man who came out of nowhere, was clearly much younger than him, but he had the strength to compete with him. How could the skinny old monk accept this?
"Roar!"
The skinny old monk roared crazily.
Something that shocked Su Hao happened. Black air surged out of the old monk's body, and his originally skinny body began to swell rapidly.
Its eyes turned blood-red, and pitch-black scales grew all over its body. Its entire body grew to more than two meters tall, and it transformed into a humanoid creature that was surging with demonic qi like a ferocious beast!
"What…is this?" Su Hao looked at the terrifying creature in front of him that had changed greatly. He was a little shocked. Was this skinny old monk a human or a demon?
In the damaged temple, the middle-aged man in blue looked at the skinny old monk as if he had seen a ghost. He exclaimed,"Demons! Demons! Why are there demons here?"
Demons were terrifying creatures. It was rumored that in ancient times, before the rise of the human race, a race called demons ruled this land. They were born extremely powerful and did not need to cultivate. Once they reached adulthood, they would possess power that human cultivators could not compare to.
In this day and age, the number of demons was extremely rare, almost legendary.
The blue-robed middle-aged man had heard from his seniors that the demons were so powerful that even the weakest of them was comparable to a peak-stage Foundation Establishment Qi Practitioner, while the strongest of them were comparable to Golden Cores who had formed their Golden Cores!
This skinny old monk was clearly a ferocious demon! But it seemed…different from the legendary demons.
"Who cares if he's a demon or a devil! Kill them all!"
Su Hao was also shocked by the old monk's ferocious appearance, but his eyes were cold. No matter who his opponent was, since he was an enemy, he would kill him!
"Dragon Elephant Demon Fist!"
The skinny old monk pounced again. His scale-covered fist was wrapped in surging black demonic energy. It was as if a Dragonesque Elephant Beast was crazily crushing him. It was much stronger than before.
Before the fist could reach him, the strong wind that was stirred up uprooted the weeds on the ground, and pieces of scattered bricks flew up.
Faced with this horrifying attack from the skinny old monk, Su Hao was not afraid. Instead, he became excited. Only then would he be able to use his full strength!
Battle Art!
In Su Hao's body, an invisible Qi was injected into his bones and muscles. It was the Battle Qi that could strengthen his body's functions.
With the abundant Battle Qi, every inch of Su Hao's skin spurted out divine power that could distort the air. His physical strength of 500,000 pounds per arm doubled under the enhancement of Battle Qi, reaching a terrifying level of one million pounds per arm.
Not only that, with the support of Battle Qi, the destructive power of Su Hao's punches and kicks would increase crazily. It was like a physical fist turning into an iron fist, and the lethality was incomparable!
Roar!
A roar that shook the entire barren mountain burst out from Su Hao's throat. It was like a revived ferocious beast, and the mountains and rivers were about to explode.
Su Hao brought out his strongest state, his true peerless grandmaster level combat strength. His right hand clenched into a fist, shining with a metallic luster, and he punched out brazenly!
The fist rubbed against the air, creating a series of sparks. It was like a meteorite from outer space that passed through the atmosphere and wanted to destroy the entire land.
The surging black demonic aura showed signs of being suppressed by Su Hao!
Under the blue-clad middle-aged man's shocked gaze, the two heavy fists crossed a long distance and collided heavily.
"Bang!"
The deafening explosion shook the blue-clothed middle-aged man until he felt his vision turn black, as if he was about to faint.
"Kakaka!"
The air twisted violently, and the ground under their feet was torn apart. The messy grass was shaken into powder, and the violent wind even sent stone tables and chairs flying. The bricks and tiles of the temple groaned under the weight and shattered into pieces.
This terrifying scene made it difficult for people to believe their eyes. In a single collision, the temple seemed to be destroyed. The entire barren mountain could hear the terrifying commotion.
The middle-aged man in blue was even more shocked."So…what the uncles said was true. The strongest martial artists have the ability to fight against Qi Practitioners!”
Whether it was Su Hao or the skinny old monk, they seemed to be warriors, warriors so powerful that they were inhuman!
Boom!
Even though the skinny old monk was intimidating after transforming into this demon-like form, he still grunted under Su Hao's full-strength attack. He was so shaken that his feet slid back a few meters.
Su Hao's eyes flashed with a bright light.""Three Blades of the Avici Dao. Draw your sword and kill your soul!"
Clang!
The sound of the blade tore through the clouds. Su Hao unsheathed the Avi Blade at his waist, wanting to give the skinny old man a fatal blow. Majestic Gang Qi instantly gathered on the blade, and the entire Avi Blade turned dark red. It broke free from the scabbard, and the blade light broke through the air, like an evil dragon slashing at the skinny old monk.
"Tsk!"
The saber light cut through the house more than ten meters away, cutting it into two from the middle, causing it to collapse.
However, Su Hao frowned slightly.”
Su Hao could easily feel that the blade did not hit the target. The old monk dodged it and only hit an afterimage. This shocked Su Hao. After all, his Avici Dao Three Blades had been improved and added the technique of Sword Draw. Its speed was extremely fast, but the old monk was able to dodge it head-on. This speed was simply ridiculous!
"Gawu!"
The skinny old monk's figure flashed and avoided Su Hao's fatal blade. He let out a sharp whistle. Even if he transformed into his current half-demon half-human form, Su Hao could still suppress him? Even that terrifying blade had the ability to kill him, but with his speed, it was impossible for Su Hao to hit him!
"I have to kill him in one strike. Otherwise, even if I can defeat him, I won't be able to catch up with him with his speed!”
Su Hao thought to himself.
Judging from the speed displayed by the skinny old monk just now, it was definitely beyond Su Hao's reach. Even if Su Hao could defeat him, he couldn't kill him. Of course, he had to eliminate such a terrifying enemy.
Luring the skinny old monk to attack and then taking the opportunity to kill him was Su Hao's idea!
There was only one chance. Otherwise, the skinny old monk might choose to retreat when he realized that he couldn't kill Su Hao.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a piercing sound of air being torn sounded in the air. The demonized skinny old monk took off the prayer beads hanging around his neck. He raised his hands, and the prayer beads bombarded Su Hao's body like raindrops.
Each of the prayer beads was infused with the withered old monk's extremely thick Gang Qi. The destructive power was so strong that it could penetrate a ten-foot-thick steel plate!
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Su Hao sheathed his Abi Blade and pretended to dodge clumsily, avoiding the attack of a large number of prayer beads. However, there were still three to five prayer beads that bombarded Su Hao's chest, shoulders, and other parts. The loud noise made people's hearts tremble.
Each bead contained a powerful Gang Qi. If an ordinary grandmaster dared to resist it, they would definitely die. Their bodies would be torn apart. Only Su Hao's Thwart Technique had reached a level that ordinary people could not catch up with!
Whoosh!
The skinny old monk's eyes revealed a look of success. Taking advantage of the fact that the prayer beads hit Su Hao and caused him to become stiff, the skinny old monk's figure flashed. He used his extremely brilliant movement technique and appeared behind Su Hao as if he had teleported. He raised his right fist that was covered in scales high up. Accompanied by the roar of the dragon and elephant, he threw a crazy punch at Su Hao's spine!
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