"Aren't we going to help?"
Jiang Qin held the long sword with a white sheath in her hand. She looked at Zen Master Fu Kong and the man in black who were locked in a stalemate in the distance, and asked doubtfully.
She is now sitting side by side with Xia Zhichan on the floating white clouds.
"Need not……"
Xia Zhichan just waved his hand. He could see more things than Jiang Qin. Judging from the situation of the duel, it was obvious that the man in black had the upper hand.
Zen Master Fu Kong could only cope with it reluctantly, but could not find a chance to turn defeat into victory.
"The Zen master is the most cultivated among us. If he can't do anything to deal with the man in black, even if we get there, we can only cause more trouble."
Zen Master Fu Kong is not only highly skilled in martial arts, he also comes from martial arts. Compared to novices like Jiang Qin and Chi Mei who have no fighting experience at all, he can be said to be an absolutely experienced master.
But the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
Zen Master Fu Kong has already cultivated the powerful Vajra Dharmakaya, and even ordinary Dengtang level monsters cannot be his opponent.
But it was different now. His opponent was not a monster whose cultivation was much higher than his own, but he was very thick-skinned. No matter what kind of attack hit him, it was like drizzle.
Even though the opponent's moves were not clever and he did not have deep cultivation, he relied on his extremely strong body to take Zen Master Fu Kong's attacks time and time again.
"But……"
Jiang Qin's eyes showed anxiety. She didn't want to hide aside like a bystander and could only watch the demon at work.
Her palm was tightly holding the hilt of the white sheath sword, and there were faint veins on her snow-white skin.
The long sword with a white scabbard was the sword formerly owned by Prince Le. It was the best sword in the palace. It was made by the head of the Nangong family himself. It cut iron like mud and cut gold and jade.
After Jiang Qin lost her sword, she wanted to find a sword to use temporarily. After all, as a sword cultivator, she couldn't live without a sword.
Prince Le was also very proud. He loved his niece whom he had never met a few times, and he sent someone to send his sword over from the bottom of his heart.
Buzz!
With a dragon roar, the sword was unsheathed three inches.
Jiang Qin lowered his gaze and fell on the unsheathed long sword. On the sword, which was as white as salt and as cold as ice, there were three square seal-engraved words:
"Yun Wuhen."
That was the name of the sword. Legend has it that the sword could not cast a shadow when placed next to a lamp. In addition, the sword was as white as clouds, so it was named "Yun Wuhen".
"But we can't just watch."
The woman was the first to stand up. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and the fierce aura between her eyebrows almost turned into ice.
The long sword in his hand made a crisp sound at the same time, as if agreeing with his master's idea.
"Let me first..."
Jiang Qin meant to go there first and look for an opportunity to see if it was possible to help Zen Master Fukong. After all, she was also at the peak level of cultivation, so she would be more useful than Xia Zhichan, who had not yet started.
"Be patient and don't be impatient."
Xia Zhichan grabbed the sleeve of the woman's arm. He lowered his voice and said something, then turned his gaze to the battlefield in the distance.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Zen Master Fu Kong's strong punch drove the man in black into the ground again, and then he continued to wave his fist without daring to stop.
He has a lot of experience in the world of martial arts. These experiences allow him to remain calm in times of crisis, and he can immediately judge the opponent's moves and intentions.
Such an opponent is extremely terrifying.
If it had been any other monster, he would have been quickly defeated by Master Fu Kong's attack, but an extremely rare exception occurred today.
The man in black doesn't know any tricks at all. He just fights like a child in the village. If you punch me, I will punch you. He doesn't think about anything else at all, and there are no so-called tricks at all.
As the saying goes, you can beat the old master to death with random punches.
So in this place, Zen Master Fu Kong was at a disadvantage because the opponent was much rougher and thicker than him, and he didn't follow the rules at all.
Often when you throw a punch, you also have to receive a punch at the same time.
Faced with this kind of attack from a mad dog, Zen Master Fu Kong could only deal with it in a panic, and his condition obviously began to decline.
"Amitabha."
The Vajra Dharmakaya behind him is much dimmer than it was at the beginning, and there are many fist marks remaining in many places that have not had time to be repaired.
Zen Master Fu Kong's monk robes were soaked with sweat, and there were beads of sweat even on the tips of his eyebrows.
Originally, a Vajra Dharmakaya like this consumes a lot of energy. In addition, Zen Master Fu Kong is old after all, and his physical strength is a bit too much.
"Hahahaha, old bald donkey, he's gone."
The man in black laughed, and once again crawled out of the deep pit underground like a normal person, with several of his disgusting catfish tentacles swinging up and down.
Scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his fist again.
"I'll finish you off with one punch!"
With a bang, it was obviously a small fist. When it flew over, it squeezed out all the air along the way, and then slammed into Zen Master Fu Kong.
Even though the dharma body behind him had stretched out his hands to defend himself, it was still too late.
The three-foot-tall Vajra Body was sent flying by this powerful punch. The huge body flew directly into the air, and then fell backwards.
"Amitabha……"
The Vajra arms that were blocking Zen Master Fu Kong were actually hit with tiny cracks by this punch, and the forearms were strangely twisted and dented.
After reciting the last Buddha's name, Zen Master Fukong spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyelids trembled a few times and finally closed.
Boom!
The huge Vajra Body fell to the ground, and then slid back a long way. This shows the terrifying power of the punch just now.
As Zen Master Fu Kong vomited blood, the originally indestructible Dharmakaya began to dissipate little by little.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
The man in black laughed and shook his right fist.
I originally planned to go directly over and beat Zen Master Fu Kong who had fallen to the ground. I would beat the old monk into a pile of rotten meat and then enjoy it slowly.
Well, this seems to be my first time eating such cultivated people, and I don’t know if their meat will be more delicious compared to ordinary people’s.
Just as he was thinking about it, the man in black suddenly stopped.
He shook his head vigorously, yellow tentacles hitting his shoulders, and the expressions in his eyes were constantly changing.
It seemed like something was coming out of his body.
"Roar!"
The man in black struggled for a few times, and suddenly the catfish head on his neck became much larger. If you looked at it from a distance, you would have thought it was a huge sweet potato on a stick.
The huge catfish head let out a beastly roar, and one of his two eyes now flashed red, while the other turned back into an ordinary fish eye.
Roar!
The suddenly mutated man in black roared a few more times, and then the catfish head, which had become much larger, began to shrink little by little, and finally completely changed back to its original appearance.
"I know! I know you are hungry..."
The man in black hit his forehead hard several times and shouted harshly.
He is now in the same state as before when he was possessed by Chimei's dead body, except that the body of this catfish spirit now has a soul, but the soul consciousness of an ordinary catfish, so he can suppress the other party and control the initiative of the body. .
But the catfish, which originally attacked people because of hunger, was trapped for a long time by the illusory formation jointly set up by Xia Zhichan and Zen Master Fu Kong. Now it can be said that it is hungry.
In addition, the man in black fought with his body for a long time. Although he didn't feel it, it was actually very draining for the catfish spirit.
So the huge hunger prompted the catfish spirit's soul to start a rebellion in the body, trying to fight for control of this body.
That's why the weird scene before happened.
"I know! I know!"
The man in black beat his forehead hard. He was worried when he suddenly heard a clear sword sound above his head.
Buzz!
The sword energy is like a rainbow.
Jiang Qin didn't know when she had arrived near the man in black. She waved Yun Wuhen in her hand when the man was distracted.
A sword energy slashed towards the man in black from top to bottom.
Snapped!
Although the man in black didn't realize it, he still tried hard to raise his fist, trying to use his strong body to resist the attack.
Buzz!
The swords resounded, and the white rainbow penetrated the sun.
Countless white sword energy hit the man in black one after another, cutting off white marks on his black catfish head.
Even though Jiang Qin is a sword cultivator, the gap between the entry level and the top level is too far, and those sword energy can only barely cause inconspicuous damage to the man in black.
"ah!"
The man in black shouted loudly, and waves of huge sound spread out from his mouth, crushing everything around him into powder.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Qin directly touched his waist with his finger.
Around her waist is a piece of jade.
With a flash of jadeite light, Jiang Qin, who was still confronting the man in black, disappeared. When the man in black found her again, he was already far away.
After Jiang Qin finished using the jade, she didn't even look back, she just raised her sword light and turned into a white rainbow and disappeared from the sight of the man in black.
"Damn it! I'm going to chew you all alive!"
The body of the man in black was slashed with white marks of varying shades by Jiang Qin's sword energy, and his already ugly catfish head looked even more ferocious.
His heart was boiling with anger. He originally planned to pursue Jiang Qin, but his stomach and the catfish soul in his body kept rebelling. If he didn't find something to eat quickly, I'm afraid it would rebel again.
"Eat the old bald donkey first..."
The man in black was about to take the injured Zen Master Fu Kong to fill his stomach, but found that the place where Master Fu Kong's body fell was already empty.
"Damn it! Old bald donkey, just wait for me..."
After he finished speaking, he quickly escaped into the river, then shook his body and transformed back into the shape of a giant catfish.
The big mouth full of sharp teeth opened and sucked in all the fish and shrimp in the river.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
There was a terrible chewing sound from the roiling river.
