Show no mercy and show no mercy.
This is the sentence that his father has said to him the most, and it is also the experience and lessons learned by his predecessors through countless bloody examples.
Zhang Chuyi has always regarded this as a golden rule and has always implemented it in battles.
The moment Zhengjue turned around, Zhang Chuyi squeezed out most of the true energy in his body and exploded his fighting power to the peak he could reach.
In the surging thunder, Zhang Chuyi instantly crossed the distance from Zhengjue, raised the giant stick in his hand that had grown to ten meters, and slammed it down.
And not a drop of the vajra power he had accumulated in the past few days was left, all attached to it.
The whole body of this stick was covered with red and blue flickering golden flames. Wherever the shadow of the stick passed, even the air was ignited into a burning ball up to ten feet wide. It was smashed all the way down, bringing out a corridor of flames with countless gold stars twinkling.
If the picture is frozen at this moment, it must be a scene more beautiful than a dream.
But in Zhengjue's view, it is even more ferocious and terrifying than Abi Hell.
Already in a state of confusion and caught off guard, he found that he had no idea of escaping or resisting, and his entire brain fell into a brief shutdown.
But just these few seconds of sluggishness caused him to completely miss the opportunity to make a comeback.
There was a loud "boom" and the whole ground was shaken.
Zhang Chuyi's golden cudgel, packed with 36,000 kilograms of mighty force, hit Zhengjue's Heavenly Spirit Cap, as if it was going to send him to the eighteenth level of hell, where he would never be reincarnated.
After knocking Zhengjue into the ground, the power of the golden cudgel remained unabated, creating a huge vertical crack in the main hall behind him.
The splashing flame instantly ignited the sesame oil prepared for the Water and Land Conference, and then quickly spread to the entire Main Hall.
Being hit so hard by the stick wrapped in vajra power, the Buddha's light covering the surface of Zhengjue's body shattered and dissipated like glass.
The body-protecting martial arts was broken, and Zhengjue heard a "pop" sound and a large cloud of blood mist appeared.
But before he could adjust his breath, the black tube had already rushed up, raised the tube in his left hand, and released the true energy impact at the closest distance.
The stairs, which were already badly damaged, were completely reduced to ruins under this horrific attack that was like explosives blasting.
And Zhengjue, who was originally as deep as a carrot in the pit, was blown up to the sky.
Good news, someone caught him.
Bad news, it was Xiao Zizai who caught him.
Before coming, Xiao Zizai already knew what Zhengjue had done from Dou Le.
For such a heinous criminal, Xiao Zizai's desire to kill had already risen to the point where he could not suppress it.
Even if the master is standing in front of him, he can't stop him from tearing Zhengjue into pieces today.
When he received the enlightenment in the air, Xiao Zizai was elated, and his movements were as gentle as if he was embracing a rare treasure.
Zhengjue met Xiao Zizai's eyes while he was half-conscious, and his affectionate eyes seemed to be staring at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Where is the best place to eat on sheep?
Many people say it’s lamb leg or lamb tripe, or if it tastes stronger, it’s lamb kidney.
But Xiao Zizai thinks the lamb chops are the most delicious.
So he put his hand into Zhengjue's abdominal cavity, and after groping for a while, he broke off a rib.
The severe pain made Zhengjue let out a heart-rending howl, the shrill trembling sound like a boar encountering a rookie butcher.
"Scream louder, hold on longer, and don't die too quickly, otherwise it will be too boring."
Xiao Zizi completely ignored the blood spurting onto his face, and his excited laughter was full of joy.
After he removed another rib from Zhengjue, Xiao Zizai raised his head and waved the bloody bone in his hand. His intoxicated expression seemed to be directing a symphony of wails and despair.
After being immersed in this for a few seconds, his eyes trembled in the slightly withered light, and his whole body seemed to shrink.
Zhang Chuyi is all too familiar with this situation.
That night he and Xia He were in a fantasy world, and they would experience this scene every time.
But Brother Xiao was much more awesome than him. After only three seconds, he became excited again, and then continued to torture Zhengjue.
Equally excited about this cruel act, there is Zheng Xing on the side.
His eyes were filled with the joy of revenge. If he wasn't weak enough, he wished he could do it himself.
"I surrender!" Zhengjue looked at Zhang Chuyi and used his last bit of strength to cry out for help, "I plead guilty, please let the law judge me!"
"I gave you a chance." Zhang Chuyi shrugged and took a few steps back to avoid blood splattering on him.
Even he didn't dare to provoke Xiao Zizai in this state.
We do need to respect human rights when it comes to criminals, but is enlightenment a human being?
In Zhang Chuyi's opinion, this is a beast.
And what Brother Xiao is best at is dealing with animals, so it's perfect to leave it to him.
"Brother Dou, is this a temporary worker under your command?" Xu Si took a big sip of Huazi and felt that his temples were a little swollen: "Isn't he a large-scale serial perverted murderer on the run?"
"Xiao Zizai... is just a little rough in the way he handles prisoners." Dou Le also smiled awkwardly, "But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, he has never killed innocent people indiscriminately."
"I can't bear to see this. I'll come back when it's done." Ren Fei rubbed her arms covered with goosebumps and turned to walk outside the temple.
Xu Si blew out a smoke ring and prepared to follow him to comfort him.
"Wait a minute, what are you going to do!" Zhang Chuyi suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked up and found that Zhengxing had stumbled into the burning Great Hall.
Although the Pure Yang Fire had been extinguished under Zhang Chuyi's control, the huge amount of sesame oil still turned the entire hall into a sea of flames.
The wooden beams were crumbling amidst the crackling sound. Zheng Xing looked at the statues of Buddhas in the sea of fire and laughed crazily: "Burn them, burn them, burn them all!"
Then, he used all the strength in his body and crashed into the golden body of Tathagata regardless of his own safety.
Zhengxing immediately spat out blood because of his disrespect, but the huge sculpture was also hit high and lifted backwards, and finally collapsed with a roar from the stage.
Zhengxing, who had run out of oil and lamp, ignored the cries of people outside and crawled tremblingly in front of the master's remains. The grief, hatred, and madness in his eyes gradually turned into peace.
The blazing fire snake slowly crawled onto his body and swept through his body in the blink of an eye.
However, Zhengxing seemed unable to feel this inhuman pain. He closed his eyes calmly and recited Buddhist scriptures softly:
"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not true, you will see the Tathagata..."
Seeing this, Zhang Chuyi's eyes became solemn.
Finally, he let out a sigh, clasped his hands together, and bowed his head in worship.
