The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Feng Jiuxiao lightly leaped and landed gracefully in front of Bayan Living Buddha, the two of them three zhang apart!
Zeng Yong and Big Wolf also jumped down, while Wang Sheng and Duanmu Yan arrived at the gap in the second-floor wall and looked down.

Seeing Feng Jiuxiao jump down, Xiong Mengyan immediately handed the Seven Absolute Demon Qin to Shiyin and also came to the gap to look down. She wanted to see who was so powerful that they could suppress her Seven Absolute Demon Qin with Buddhist incantations and make it impossible for her to move an inch! Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a group of red-robed lamas!
The first figure was tall and imposing, his gaunt frame clad in a crimson robe, the elbows worn raw from the linen. His monk's cap, trimmed with black gold, had faded to a greyish-white, a single, faded red tassel hanging from its tip. His face was like dried tsampa, the lines on his cheeks bearing the marks of time. His eyebrows were sparse, like a vulture molting, and a single cinnabar mole on his forehead had faded to a dark brown.

A rosary of human bones, estimated to be over a hundred beads, hung around his neck, inlaid with a smoky yellow hue. He wore a pair of old leather boots, stained with temple incense ash.

Although he was old, his eyes were sharp and bright, as if he were in his thirties and in the prime of his life!
Because the opponent was in a state of full alertness and his true energy was surging, it was possible to sense the fluctuations of his aura. Combined with the power of those lion's roars just now, it was certain that this lama had at least three times the combat power of the Glazed Realm!

I never expected there would be such a master here!
Xiong Mengyan glanced around and noticed that among the group of red-robed lamas, most were at the eighth level of combat strength, with only three at the peak of the ninth level!
Her tense heart immediately relaxed!

Apart from the leading lama, the rest of the lamas are nothing to fear!

Looking at the young man before him, the Living Buddha Bayan suddenly asked, "Are you Feng Jiuxiao?"

Feng Jiuxiao remained calm and asked, "Does the master know me?"

Bayan Living Buddha said, "I have heard the Holy One mention you. At your age, with such skill and such demeanor, I really cannot think of another person in the world who could be the best candidate."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Does Your Excellency know the Holy Venerable? May I ask your honorable name...?"

Lama Losang shouted sternly, "This is the Bayan Living Buddha!"

Feng Jiuxiao frowned and asked, "And who are you?"

"Hmph! I am Losang!"

"Even the Living Buddha Bayan has heard of my name, and you haven't?"

Losang paused, then scoffed, "So what if I've heard of it?"

Feng Jiuxiao looked at him as if he were a fool, "Since you've heard of my great name, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me? I don't know what the Holy Venerable said about me!"

The Living Buddha Bayan frowned and said, "The Holy One only said that a new martial arts prodigy named Feng Jiuxiao has recently emerged in the Central Plains, and his martial arts skills are not low. He reminded us to be careful when we encounter Feng Jiuxiao in the future."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's right. The Holy Venerable has already done more than enough by reminding you. I didn't expect you to be so stupid. Now that you know it's me, you still don't try to be humble. It's really speechless."

Pang Shiwu slowly walked behind Feng Jiuxiao, crossed his arms, and sneered, "If you had any brains, you should have pretended not to know my elder brother as soon as you heard his name, and immediately made an excuse to leave to avoid any mishaps. I didn't expect that this Luosang would actually want to have a go at my elder brother!"

Bigwolf suddenly stepped forward and said, "Fifteen, I'm itching to grab it from you later!"

Pang Shiwu said, "Don't try to take it from me!"

Looking at the corpses of Tibetan soldiers scattered on the ground, the Living Buddha Bayan coldly asked, "Did you kill all these soldiers?"

A small head with two buns appeared from the broken wall on the second floor and shouted, "No!"

Bayan Living Buddha looked up at the chili pepper and asked, "Who are you?"

Chili stood with her hands on her hips and said, "Who do you care who I am?"

The Living Buddha Bayan's expression immediately darkened!
This little girl is clearly from the Central Plains. She has no idea of ​​her own power and status in this Tubo Dynasty. Otherwise, how could she dare to talk back to me like this?
Upon realizing that Chili showed no signs of internal energy, the Living Buddha Bayan couldn't help but sneer inwardly: "Whose wild girl is this, making such a racket!"
A punch was thrown from a distance, its force like a dragon fiercely attacking and killing the chili pepper!

Standing next to Chili, Xiong Mengyan immediately unleashed two powerful punches, each a devastating force! The fist dragon broke through the wind and continued its advance, instantly reaching Chili and blasting her away!
With a sudden hiss, the force of the fist abruptly froze, then shattered and disappeared!

A slender hand landed on Chili's shoulder. Chili turned her head and saw the young lady's stunning beauty. A wave of fear washed over her, and she suddenly threw herself at Yuan Zishan, "You scared me to death, Miss!"

Yuan Zishan patted Chili's shoulder and said softly, "Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

The Living Buddha Bayan's pupils immediately contracted!

He stared at the slender figure that reappeared through the hole on the second floor, cold as ice, with fiery red lips. Could there really be such a cold and noble woman in the world? And that finger strike from mid-air just now seemed to have been her doing! He never imagined he'd encounter so many peerless masters all at once today!
"Bald monk!" A loud shout interrupted his thoughts! He saw the black-clad youth glaring at him angrily!

Bayan Rinpoche frowned and said, "Are you insulting me?" Pang Shiwu coldly replied, "Nonsense! Of course I'm insulting you!"

Losang and Jinmei cursed at the same time, "You little brat, you're asking for it!"

Pang Shiwu instantly flew into a rage and charged forward like a tiger released from its cage!
Bayan Rinpoche's pupils contracted!

He hadn't expected the black-clad youth's aura to be so powerful and majestic, like a mountain range sweeping across the land, unstoppable!
Before Pang Shiwu could get within two zhang, Bayan Living Buddha clasped his hands together, and a huge golden swastika appeared out of thin air in front of him, pushing it towards Pang Shiwu!

The swastika was crackling with electric snakes, indicating that it was filled with lightning power!
Esoteric Buddhist Thunder Swastika Seal!
The black-clad youth suddenly drew his sword, and a blue sword beam surged three zhang (approximately 10 meters) before slashing down! The temperature in the entire space instantly plummeted! A chilling aura filled the air!

With a hiss, the swastika phantom, crackling with lightning, was instantly cleaved in two. The sword's momentum remained undiminished, continuing its downward slash. The Living Buddha Bayan was greatly alarmed and immediately slid several feet to the left. The sword's energy slashed all the way to the ground, and with a deafening boom, a deep trench two zhang long was blasted into the ground by the sword's energy. The dozen or so corpses on the ground were once again split in two by the sword energy, and the accumulated snow and dust were kicked up several zhang high by the sword energy!

Looking at the shattered bluestone and deep ravines on the ground, Bayan Living Buddha's eyes twitched. "You're also a Triple Crystal?"

Pang Shiwu snorted coldly and slashed horizontally with his sword, "Sweeping Across the Six Directions!" The three-zhang sword light drew out a fan-shaped shadow, which frightened the lamas who had been there earlier into retreating in panic!

Pang Shiwu's sword strike was primarily aimed at Bayan Living Buddha; he completely disregarded the other lamas! He only wanted to teach Bayan Living Buddha a lesson! Daring to lay a hand on Chili is a slap in the face to Pang Shiwu!
Bayan Living Buddha ducked low, barely avoiding the "Sweeping Across the Six Directions" sword strike! But the sword energy was so fierce that it sliced ​​down the trees on both sides of the long street! Two lamas who failed to escape within three zhang were cut in half at the waist by the sword energy!

Bayan Living Buddha's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Great Vajra Thunder Hammer!" He formed the "Nine-Headed Vajra Crossed Arm Mudra," and a hammer-shaped lightning bolt smashed towards Pang Shiwu!

Pang Shiwu thought to himself: Is this the Tibetan Tantric Thunder Magic? He immediately secretly channeled his inner energy to condense thunder intent, and threw out his left fist, which was the Thunder Fist he had learned from his elder brother! Feng Jiuxiao, on the other hand, had "borrowed" the Thunder Fist from Yin Wanshan! Instantly, electric snakes coiled and crackled on his arm, and electric snakes kept surging from his shoulder and converging on his wrist. His fist was covered with a layer of lightning, and the light became increasingly dazzling!

Bang!
Thunder Fist shattered Thunder Hammer!
A punch is a real punch, while a mallet is an illusion. Although both are powerful enough to shatter mountains and split rocks, there is a clear difference between them!

Bayan Rinpoche hadn't expected the black-clad youth to act so unpredictably. Logically, if he attacked with a telekinetic attack from a distance, the youth should have countered with a telekinetic attack as well! Why would someone risk their life and engage in close combat?

Although he didn't know the key to it, Feng Jiuxiao and the others knew it perfectly well!
Chili peppers are Pang Shiwu's Achilles' heel!

Bayan Living Buddha nearly killed Chili, how could Pang Shiwu let him get away with it?
Seeing the black-clad youth closing in, and Bayan Living Buddha showing signs of being outmatched, Losang and the others immediately became anxious and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Attack!" They weren't from the Central Plains martial arts world, and they didn't follow the rules of the martial arts world, such as not being able to bully the weak in one-on-one combat. That kind of thing didn't apply here!
Upon hearing this, more than thirty lamas immediately brandished their vajras and charged forward with a roar! They were naturally heading for Pang Shiwu!
Suddenly, a gray shadow rushed into the crowd, swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, like a ghost, leaving a trail of wails in its wake! The man's ten fingers were like hooks, and with one hand, he tore open a lama's throat! In an instant, more than a dozen lamas fell!

Zeng Yong immediately drew his sword and thrust it at Losang! The sword's aura was chilling and its momentum was overwhelming!

Seeing someone thrust a sword at Losang, Jinmei immediately unleashed a massive handprint, blasting towards Zeng Yong! The handprint was as large as a mountain, covering all directions, possessing an aura that could crush everything!

Zeng Yong dared not take any risks and had to avoid the giant handprint first. However, this rendered his attack on Losang ineffective, and Losang instantly switched from defense to offense!
Losang and Jinmei were secretly pleased with themselves. However, they were only at the peak of the ninth realm. They actually thought they could fight two against one. They were courting death!
Unexpectedly, a strong wind blew, and a bloody smell hit his nose! Losang saw a green shadow rushing towards him, and his blood showed signs of freezing. His true energy also began to become disordered. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in some kind of invisible magnetic field, and his blood and true energy were affected by it!

Zeng Yong had just been caught in a pincer movement and was thinking of making a tactical retreat to avoid their sharp edge before launching a counterattack. Unexpectedly, Chang Zijin suddenly stepped in to deal with Losang, which greatly reduced his pressure. He no longer needed to be cautious and charged straight at Jinmei!
Zeng Yong's sinister appearance instilled fear in Jinmei! It was unbelievable that a red-robed lama at the peak of the ninth realm was frightened by Zeng Yong's expression! In fact, a sinister appearance, to put it another way, meant a murderous aura!
Originally, Jinmei and Zeng Yong were evenly matched in skill, but he was intimidated by Zeng Yong's murderous aura and became cowardly before the battle even started, which is a major taboo in military strategy!

Once a person loses courage and fighting spirit, they will only die faster!

Zeng Yong's Li Zhen swordplay became increasingly expansive and unrestrained, while Jin Mei appeared increasingly timid and hesitant!
In fact, his practical experience was clearly inferior to Zeng Yong's. He was at a disadvantage from the very first exchange. Even if he was not intimidated by Zeng Yong's appearance, he would have been defeated by Zeng Yong's sword sooner or later!

Suddenly, a flash of sword light swept past his eyes, and Jinmei felt a chill on his neck!
Losang only felt a green shadow flash before his eyes, and then all the blood in his body rushed to his chest, swelling and swelling, and he had a premonition that his chest would burst at any moment!

In fact, his premonition was very accurate. With a loud bang, he was completely destroyed by the Green Demon Hand and turned into a cloud of blood mist!
At the same time, Jinmei's head suddenly fell off! Zeng Yong's sword had finally severed his neck!
It's unbelievable that two peak ninth-realm experts died at the hands of their opponent in just one round! Could it be that they both possessed three times the combat power of the Glazed Realm?
What is that girl in green wearing on her hand? Could it be the infamous Green Demon Hand that strikes fear into the hearts of everyone in the martial arts world?

The black-clad youth's sword gleamed with a cold light and exuded a chilling aura; could it be the legendary Frost Condensation Sword?

The other sword at the boy's waist had an extremely strong murderous aura and seemed to have a heavy smell of blood. Could it be... could it be the Blood Rain Fragrance Sword?

As the Living Buddha Bayan was pondering, a bright blue light suddenly shone before his eyes!
As expected, the boy in black drew his sword at him again!
Bigewo, like a ghost, appeared on the left and then on the right in an instant, killing the remaining dozen or so lamas. Apart from the Living Buddha, not a single person wearing a red hat and red robe stood on the long street!
All thirty-odd lamas were dead. They died under the wolf's claws of Bigwof!

Their corpses were piled up alongside those of two thousand Tibetan soldiers, all going on to the cycle of reincarnation!

Wang Sheng, who was on the second floor, said, "Now the roles have reversed, and the Living Buddha is surrounded!"

Duanmu Yan's eyes gleamed coldly: "Big Wolf, Zeng Yong, Pang Shiwu, Feng Jiuxiao, Chang Zijin, plus you, me, and Meng Yan—with eight top experts besieging us, it seems this Living Buddha won't be able to escape today!" (End of Chapter)