Chapter 142: The Monk's Fierce Power
"Elder Fajiang..."
The monk in front of him was named Fajiang. He was the head monk of the Vajra Court of Tianlong Temple and also a newly promoted innate strong man of Tianlong Temple!
In order to get rid of Xu Mujun and cut off a major arm of Dayu, many rebel kings had already reached a consensus in secret. They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when Xu Mujun went to Nanyue alone to directly surround and kill him!
In this way, Emperor Zhengyong not only lost a powerful innate realm master, but the Dayu army also lost a powerful commander!
As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, their rebel forces will become unprecedentedly powerful, far surpassing Emperor Zhengyong and Dayu.
In addition to Fa Jiang, there are two other powerful innate realm masters.
They are all innate strong men gathered from many rebel forces in the south!
One of them, about forty years old, dressed in a brocade robe, looked more like a wealthy master.
In his hands he was playing with two jade spinning balls, which emitted a faint fluorescent light and were obviously precious treasures.
Tuoba Huanmie, the elder of the Xianzong sect of the Tuoba family, is also a congenital strongman who specializes in external affairs of the Tuoba family.
“Although Xu Mujun has advanced to the Xiantian realm for more than ten years, today I have joined forces with several fellow practitioners, and with Senior Ban Yuan here, Xu Mujun will definitely die!”
The third person was a middle-aged old woman with a cold face and narrow eyes. There was a blood-red sword lying horizontally on the table. She was wearing colorful clothes and was very gorgeous.
Shushan Sword Sect, one of the supreme elders, Liang Hongxia.
He was also a powerful innate being sent by the King of Shu to come and help!
The Shushan Sword School has always been the leader of the Shuzhou martial arts world, and no one knows why they are willing to cooperate with the King of Shu.
With the joining of Shushan Sword Sect, the strength of King Shu's subordinates increased greatly.
When the troops left Hanzhong, they occupied several cities in a very short time.
This time, Xu Mujun went to Nanyue alone, and countless people saw the opportunity, including the King of Shu and the Shushan Sword Sect.
She said in a hoarse voice: "General Xu Xuanwu, it was you who summoned us, and it is still you who is hesitating now."
"What do you want?"
Xu Xuanwu took a deep breath and said, "My fellow seniors, what Xuanwu asks today is not to harm my father's life, but to capture him."
"After all, he and I are father and son. Once I capture him, I can appeal to his emotions and reason with him. Sooner or later, I will convince my father."
"The current Emperor Dayu is incompetent and has caused rebellion throughout the country. This is the result of his own actions."
"My father is a man of great sense. I think he will figure it out."
They looked at each other, then at Senior Ban Yuan.
Ban Yuan chuckled and said, "If you want to kill Xu Mujun, I can do it. If you want to capture him alive... I don't agree!"
"The hidden power of this little emperor cannot be underestimated. On the surface, Xu Mujun only brought more than 300 personal soldiers to the south, but how can the people in the dark hide it from me?"
"Two Xiantian Realm experts! They are really generous and have been protecting Xu Mujun in secret."
"You...really want to capture Xu Mujun alive?"
Xu Xuanwu's expression changed slightly. In other words, they are now facing three innate realm powerhouses?
Tuoba Huanmie said calmly: "Five against three, I have the upper hand. What do you think?"
"Amitabha."
"There are two more innates. How should we deal with them?"
Xu Mujun was the first to speak: "Everyone, I can deal with one of the Xiantian under Emperor Zhengyong, and the other one will be dealt with by... Senior Liang Hongyu, how about that?"
Several people looked at each other and nodded.
"Now that it's decided, let's just..."
"boom!"
Before he finished his words, a blood-red streak fell from the sky and slammed heavily into the center of the government office.
Xu Mujun, take action!
Five figures soared into the sky and narrowly avoided the attack.
"Everyone, I leave it to you!"
Xu Xuanwu shouted loudly and quickly retreated, with Liang Hongyu following closely behind him.
"Xu Xuanwu!"
Xu Mujun's mind in the distance immediately locked onto Xu Xuanwu.
After not seeing each other for three years, this son whom he had placed high hopes on had a strange aura about him.
"Father……"
After a few breaths of silence, Xu Xuanwu said, "I am right. Emperor Zhengyong has been deserted by his friends and relatives. Only a virtuous person can rule the world!"
"You will understand later."
"stop!"
Xu Mujun took a step forward and was ready to chase and kill.
But almost at the same time, a golden light suddenly exploded in front of him.
Fajiang's figure instantly appeared in front of him, his robes were completely shattered, revealing his strong and muscular upper body.
The bronze and golden lights complement each other, just like the Buddha statues in the temple.
"Donor Xu, today..."
"court death!"
Xu Mujun roared angrily, and a blood-red streak slashed down vertically.
"King Kong subdues the tiger!"
"The Buddha's light shines!"
Fa Jiang shouted secretly, like an angry Vajra, and put his palms together like a believer worshiping Buddha, and suddenly clamped the bloody long sword in Xu Mujun's hand.
He sneered and said, "Master Xu, the sea of suffering is endless, turn back..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Mujun opened his mouth and a flash of fiery red sword light passed by, instantly piercing through Fayuan's body.
“I’m a Buddha…!”
Fayuan's whole body shook, his eyes were full of disbelief, his huge body shook, and then he slammed heavily to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.
Instant kill!
Xu Mujun killed Fa Jiang in one move!
"How can it be!"
Tuoba Huanmie, who was about to launch a sneak attack, cried out in surprise. What happened? Just a flash of blood-red light passed by and Fayuan was killed?
This……
"Hey...!"
Almost at the same time, another sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.
He subconsciously turned around and saw a tiny blood-red light flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.
"What the hell!"
He roared angrily, and the true energy in his body surged instantly and poured into the spinning ball in his hand.
Then he shouted loudly, and the two palm-spinning balls turned into two rays of light, one in front and one behind, to meet the blood-red light.
"boom!"
"Bang!" Two dull sounds were heard, and the palm-spinning ball that he had been playing with for decades was instantly destroyed and turned into smoke and dust and dissipated.
The blood-red light shot in front of him at an incredible speed, and he had no time to react.
"puff!"
The blood-red light penetrated again, passing directly through Tuoba Huanmie's chest, spurting out a stream of blood.
"That is……"
He turned his head tremblingly and stretched out his hand as if to grab something, but he could only fall down weakly.
“…Flying sword!”
The blood-red light that Tuoba Huanmie saw before he died was actually a pocket-sized blood-red flying sword.
"Flying sword?!"
"Fellow?"
The elder Daoist Ban Yuan in the distance also clearly saw the bloody light, his eyes full of surprise and realization.
"wrong!"
"You are not a monk!"
“That flying sword has no mana fluctuations, but is filled with a strong bloody aura and true energy.”
"As expected of Xu Mujun, he actually uses his own true essence and blood to nourish the flying sword, thus achieving the effect of sword control."
The old Taoist priest Ban Yuan chuckled and said, "I am really lucky. A flying sword that has been contaminated by the blood of a mortal warrior but still has its spirituality undiminished is at least of top-grade quality!"
"Come and die for me!"
He suddenly swung his robe, and a cloud of black mist surged out, killing towards Xu Mujun.
"Buzzing..."
Almost at the same time, bursts of shrill buzzing sounds were heard.
Looking closely, it was not black fog at all, but a swarm of tiny mosquitoes!
"Monk?!"
Xu Mujun frowned. He didn't expect that there would be cultivators here.
But he did not retreat. Today he came for Xu Xuanwu. Anyone who stood in front of him was an enemy!
"You go and assist the two eunuchs, and I will leave this man to you."
"promise!"
Dozens of personal soldiers in this life immediately pulled the reins and quickly retreated.
The government also knew that they were no match for the monks.
Only warriors in the innate realm can resist cultivators.
"Buzz!"
Xu Mujun pointed again, and the blood-red flying sword shot out again, killing towards Elder Ban.
But Elder Ban sneered and slapped his waist with one hand, and another ball of black light emerged.
At the same time, his other hand quickly made hand gestures, and strong magical fluctuations began to condense in front of him.
In an instant, black fog surged, and a black short blade appeared in it, slashing towards Xu Mujun with a sharp scream.
"Buzzing..."
Without the flying sword to restrain him, this black fog composed entirely of black mosquitoes swept over and immediately enveloped Xu Mujun.
"puff!"
The bloody sword of a hundred battles!
A blood-red streak spread out and immediately killed seven or eight black mosquitoes.
But the remaining mosquitoes seemed to smell the blood and swarmed up again.
"Hey Hey……"
The sinister laughter of Elder Ban continued to be heard, and the black short blade controlled by him had already entangled the blood-red flying sword, constantly attacking it, flashing dazzling sparks.
Compared to the black short blade, Xu Mujun's blood-red flying sword was undoubtedly much slower. It could only move forward and upward, constantly rushing left and right, and was constantly forced back by the black short blade.
"Xu Mujun, controlling a flying sword with a mortal god must be very exhausting, even if you don't have divine consciousness, you are using essence and blood."
"Die!"
"when!"
The black short blade suddenly charged forward, and black flames burned on its body. It fell on the blood-colored flying sword and immediately burned fiercely.
"Hey~!"
The blood-colored flying sword suddenly let out a sharp and piercing cry, and rushed more than ten meters in the direction of Ban Yuanlaodao, but in the end it trembled weakly for a few seconds and fell to the ground with a clang.
Without the restraint of the blood-colored flying sword, Taoist Ban Yuan laughed again, stretched out his hand, made a gesture, and pointed in the direction of Xu Mujun.
The black short blade shot out, even making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and almost instantly rushed in front of Xu Mujun.
"when!!!"
A sharp collision sound that was extremely piercing was suddenly heard, and Xu Mujun's whole body was filled with a strong bloody aura.
The blood-red long sword in his hand was even more powerful. With one sword, a mosquito-like black mist was shrouded, and it chopped steadily on the blade of the black short blade.
Blade against blade!
"Click...!"
Under Xu Mujun's cold eyes, a clear friction sound came from the blood-red sword in his hand.
Fine cracks began to appear on the blade and were spreading towards the blade body.
"Hahaha... What do you mean number one in the world? What do you mean the God of War of Dayu? What do you mean half of Dayu's territory? How dare you use ordinary mortal weapons to fight against my magic weapon?"
The Taoist priest Ban Yuan laughed loudly and said, "Although my magic weapon is only a mid-grade magic weapon, it is not something that ordinary soldiers can resist."
"Die!"
"boom!"
The blood-red short blade suddenly burned with raging black flames, immediately enveloping Xu Mujun.
In the black flames, there was a faint blood-red mist rolling.
"Ha~"
"Burn your blood and essence to resist my red evil fire. I want to see how much blood and essence you can burn! "
"die!"
"boom!"
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
(End of this chapter)