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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百四十三章 砍瓜切菜

Fear gripped them, and they even had thoughts of retreating.

Although returning to the temple would surely result in punishment, compared to that, his own life was more important!

However, Lin Xuan wouldn't let them escape. He had promised to avenge Bìyún Mountain and the Wu family. After seizing their six treasures, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve, and a one-foot-long immortal sword appeared mid-air. It was Qinghu Fire! The few bald monks' faces turned ashen with shock. Without waiting for them to react, Lin Xuan cast a spell forward. The Qinghu Sword Spirit shone brightly, transforming into a dazzling light beam that slashed fiercely towards the front.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan wasn't idle. He shook his shoulder and took a step to the left at an accelerated pace, causing space to ripple like waves. His figure flickered, vanishing without a trace. "Hurry and retreat!"

Kongci shouted in horror. He had just witnessed the marvel of Lin Xuan's Nine Heaven Stepping Technique. At this moment, he dared not be careless.

This senior monk from the Law Hall of Thousand Buddha Sect finally made his decision. It wasn't because they were cowardly; it was simply that their opponent was too powerful. Attacking with a mere pebble against a boulder was both futile and foolish to an extreme.

With the mountains still standing, there was no fear of losing one's life. Lin Xuan took out an jade box and temporarily imprisoned the two monks' souls before vanishing into the distance skyward. After a few breaths, in some place a hundred miles away.

A dazzling light beam shot through the air. Amidst the streaks of light, a tall and slender cultivator flew, wearing gray cloth monk robes with no outstanding features. His Dharma name was Kongru, who looked back nervously as he flew. He finally believed that Senior Kongxi's physical body was in Lin Xuan's hands.

As an elder from Thousand Buddha Sect, he had seen several late-stageinfant essence cultivators, but those with such extraordinary abilities were few and far between. Among the Four Great Dharmapalas, only the Grandmaster could match them. How did that boy train? Kongru was envious yet jealous, but quickly dismissed these thoughts. The most important thing now was to escape.

With his power, he increased the speed of the light beam. A sharp crackling sound pierced his ears.

Kongru's face turned pale as he saw a figure appear ten feet in front of him, blocking his retreat path. His face paled like paper. He opened his mouth, but Lin Xuan paid no attention and flicked his sleeve, releasing dozens of sword qi that darted towards the old monk. Trapped from all sides, Kongru could only grit his teeth and summon a treasure to defend himself.

Lin Xuan continued to release sword qi.

After advancing to late-stage cultivators, his mental power had greatly increased, allowing him to control twice as many sword qi compared to before.

The entire sky was filled with green sword qi, weaving through the air. Kongru groaned in despair, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Soon, the sound of cloth tearing reached his ears; he was decapitated by chaotic sword strikes. With Lin Xuan guarding one side, his soul couldn't escape.

Lin Xuan silently imprisoned it and closed his eyes, releasing his mental power to locate another Thousand Buddha Sect cultivator.

After a moment, Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, sending a fireball from his fingertips that turned the corpse into ash. Adding the two killed earlier, this was the fifth old monster he had eliminated. In other words, out of his six opponents, only Kongci remained.

Over such a long time, if they had escaped, it would have been over ten thousand miles away, and his mental power couldn't sense them anymore. However, Lin Xuan sent an jade spider bee to follow silently behind. His opponent's attempt to shake him off was nothing but a daydream.

Lin Xuan's prediction proved correct. In the wilderness southwest of some mountains, the light beam slowed down and slowly descended.

The face of an old man with white mustache and eyebrows emerged. He wore a large red robe. It was none other than the senior monk from the Law Hall of Thousand Buddha Sect. After looking back nervously, his expression relaxed. "From here to Red Cloud Valley is at least ten thousand miles. Even if it's a late-stage cultivator, they couldn't possibly find me."

He had cunningly changed directions multiple times while fleeing. "I wonder if any of my fellow disciples managed to escape that boy's clutches." Kongci sighed.

As for the sect's plans in Red Cloud Valley, but what could he do even if he discovered it? The Grandmaster was overseeing the entire plan with the Four Great Dharmapalas' senior monk Kōming.

Kōming had greater abilities than Kōxi and held a treasure from Bìyún Mountain. Whether they would win or lose against Lin Xuan remained uncertain.

However, during the time of taking the treasures, he mustn't disturb them; otherwise, with Kōming as their backbone, they wouldn't be in such a desperate state.

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