Distress: Buddhist Prison Jingxuan

Chapter 254 Relatively speaking
Time was passing by, and the surrounding sky became unpredictable due to the upcoming appearance of the candle dragon's arrow, with lightning and thunder.

"Time is up……"

Jingxuan looked at the candle dragon's arrow that fell from the sky, and then destroyed the realm of the way, and quickly blessed several illusory weapon shadows on it.

"This is……"

Luo Hou looked at the magic arrow after the phantom blessing of the weapon, and inexplicably sensed a danger, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

"A long time ago, I experimented..."

"Using the power of the essence of the world to fundamentally increase the candle dragon's arrow."

"So, here's the finished product."

Hearing Luo Hou's question, Jingxuan explained it briefly. After all, he had already experimented with the arrow that shot Brahma, and his own way of the road could indeed amplify the candle dragon's arrow.

But from another perspective, after the candle dragon's arrow is shot, the Moon God probably no longer has the right to control it, and can only let it complete the original goal or make mistakes.

And this lock is not a panacea, it is just a simple guide, and there is a so-called error, a ten-mile error tolerance rate.

"interesting……"

"What an amazing skill..."

Luo Hou nodded slightly after hearing Jingxuan's explanation, feeling very interesting in his heart.

"Destruction has come..."

"The error of ten miles has been infinitely magnified by me..."

Jingxuan watched the candle dragon slowly fall after the increase, and couldn't help saying something interesting.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by a roar, in the chaotic world, Hell Island suddenly sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then countless waves surged up, and the surging force swept the calm sea in an instant.

At this moment, destruction does not bring new life but endless silence.

"cough……"

At this moment, a figure quickly turned into light and came to the shore, covered his mouth and suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, saying a word in disbelief.

"Candle Dragon's Arrow, how is this possible..."

"Indeed, it's impossible."

"Saint Yan Luo..."

Looking at Sheng Yanluo who was vomiting blood constantly, Jingxuan suddenly saw pieces of clothes made of a different material from his clothes, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and sighed with emotion with a sarcasm on his face.

"Sure enough, he is a cruel and merciless person. Your brother was actually used by you to block arrows?"

"Is it a ghost, ask the scourge, or the so-called Four Extraordinary People?"

"Humph……"

"Heavenly Holy Light..."

Hearing this, Sheng Yanluo looked at the two who seemed to be waiting for him. He didn't know the reason for the candle dragon's arrow.

"Another opponent is handed over to you..."

"My good friend!"

"Remember, don't beat him to death, I'm still useful."

Seeing this, Jingxuan gave instructions to Luo Hou who was watching the play.

"Humph……"

"I hope he can bring me enough fun..."

Hearing this, Luo Hou nodded slightly, and swept towards Xuanyuan Bubai who was not far away, and then the Jidu Saber appeared in his hand, and his figure was instantly approached, and the unparalleled knife was head-on, cutting him directly into the mountain peak.

"Rumble..."

Seeing the saber energy detonate the mountain peak, countless rocks rolled down, covering the figures of the two of them in an instant...

"boom……"

A shocking explosion resounded between heaven and earth, and a large shield was seen between Jingxuan and Sheng Yanluo.

"Um……"

"wrong!"

Seeing this, Sheng Yanluo felt the vigor rebounding from the shield, his complexion sank, his body turned back instantly, and a ravine that was not deep and not shallow was forcibly drawn on the ground.

"The game has officially begun..."

"Saint Yan Luo, try to survive."

"You don't want to know the result of failure."

Hearing the words, Jingxuan looked at Saint Yan Luo who was like a trapped beast, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a malicious smile.

On the ground beside him, four different figures immediately appeared.

The assassin holding the dagger had a red light in his eyes, and then disappeared into the night.

"Clanging..."

The magic weapon was unsheathed, and the man with the sword in his hand was also glowing red. His figure came up in an instant, and he slammed down fiercely towards the guarded Saint Yan Luo.

"Delusion!"

"...Dark World Black Flame."

Before the sword was close, Sheng Yanluo felt the infinite pressure, and then the divine power in his body was urged to the top, and the ultimate move was released again.

"Six big hugs..."

At this moment, the shield-wielding man withdrew his large shield and punched suddenly,
I saw that its momentum is like the water of the Yangtze River, majestic for thousands of miles, and when it is shot down, it is like a meteor chasing the moon, and ghosts are frightened.

Sensing the opponent's ultimate move, Sheng Yanluo's face darkened, and he wanted to fight with extreme strength, but as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four or six hands.

"Boom... puff..."

Sheng Yanluo suffered all-round blows. Originally, he was damaged by the candle dragon's arrow, but now it was even worse. He vomited blood in his mouth instantly, and his ribs were cracked all over his body.

Just when he was about to reprimand the person in front of him, the murderous intent in the dark was activated, and a knife light quickly approached his neck.

"You despicable...not good..."

"……poison………"

Sheng Yanluo was eager to turn around, but saw another halberd falling from the sky, carrying the momentum of the ground, and suddenly pressed down towards his direction.

Wanting to struggle, he was stunned to realize that a colorless and odorless poison was permeating around him at some point.

"ended……"

Jingxuan looked at Sheng Yanluo who had lost the ability to resist after several ultimate moves, and couldn't help shaking his head. Sure enough, these people are still too naive.

When they fight, they always ignore the murderous intent hidden in the shadows.

Fighting with others is a cruel game, and since it is cruel, it will be full of endless plots and despicable killing moves.

"Ahem... despicable person..."

"I...don't accept..."

"I still want to bring... poof..."

Sheng Yanluo propped up his tattered body, looked at Jingxuan who was walking leisurely in the courtyard not far away, he was furious, and reprimanded with red eyes.

Still wanting to say something, the man with the shield thrust the halberd into his body forcefully.

"You are really tenacious. You are indeed worthy of being the Lord of Hell Island. I have changed a lot towards you."

"Although you are naive, naive is like a child."

"But it's a pity that you are doomed to lose from the second you step into the adult battlefield."

Looking at the dying St. Yan Luo, Jingxuan couldn't help clapping his hands, and praised him with sincerity in his eyes.

Although this compliment was like Ling Chi to him, it was still a compliment in nature.

"puff……"

When Sheng Yanluo heard Jingxuan's praise, he was so angry that he passed out.

"Well, I can't build my mind."

"It's been a slump, it's really embarrassing for the word Xiongxiong."

Jingxuan looked at Sheng Yanluo who had passed out, and shook his head helplessly. He was just telling the truth, but his psychological endurance was so weak, he was really a flower in a greenhouse.

A red light flashed in the eyes of the man holding the shield, and he pulled out the halberd mercilessly. After a flash of blood, he led him away with no emotion on his face.

At the same time, Luo Hou also stepped out slowly carrying a fainted figure.

Throwing it in front of Jingxuan casually, he explained indifferently.

"Interesting skills, but only interesting."

"Oh, it seems that your attack broke the maximum threshold that his body can withstand."

"Sure enough, in this world, the so-called indestructibility of a sword is only a relative term."

"Once the threshold of tolerance is exceeded, the outcome is already doomed."

Jingxuan roughly glanced at Xuanyuan Bubai's injury, and he saw the reason, and saw the lingering saber energy constantly flowing in his body.

The knife condenses and does not dissipate. It is using his body as the shell of the juicer, and the internal organs have become the fresh ingredients being squeezed.

"Tsk tsk, how miserable..."

Smacking his lips sympathetically, Jing Xuan could only say a few words of emotion.

"It's over, I'm leaving too, please."

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to lift Xuanyuan Bubai who was like mud, turned around and left the place.

"Um……"

Hearing this, Luo Hou watched Jingxuan Huaguang leave, glanced at the people who were struggling on the sea, and disappeared without a trace without doing anything.

(End of this chapter)