Traveling the Heavens in Thunderbolt

Chapter 1157: The Battle between Buddha and Evil
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Guang Shidaru faced the leader of the evil sect. The holy power of Buddhism could not defeat the evil power and he was seriously injured.

Luoyang said disdainfully: "If you want to eliminate demons and defend the Way in this way, I'm afraid you are just a Buddhist who is delusional."

The light of the world is as great as speechless, and the vast Buddha’s call comes out again, “The majestic and immeasurable Eightfold Path.”

Suddenly, eight lights opened the way and the Buddha shone brightly.

"How foolish~" Luoyang Palm shows its unrivaled, most evil move, the world "blood sea evil sinks"

The evil power devoured the Buddha's light, and Guang Shidaru retreated continuously, with Buddha's blood flowing everywhere.

When they came back to their senses, they saw that the monks of the Zhuangyan Hall were either killed or captured by the evil Taoist soldiers led by the evil third young master.

Luoyang said calmly: "Guangshi Daru, you have no chance of survival today."

The whole army was wiped out. Guang Shida was extremely grief-stricken. He gathered all his strength in one palm, intending to die together with Xie Zun. His whole body was shining brightly and Buddha's energy exploded.

"Swastika Lotus Repentance"

"Finally, it's getting interesting." Luoyang's unique fish-dragon style appeared again, raising waves and swallowing mountains, clouds devouring the vast world, and rising against the current into the sky.

"Dragon roars, whale waves become mountains"

The huge force collided, mountains and rivers were shattered, and heaven and earth mourned together.

But he saw Guang Shida as if he was pierced by a palm, and the Buddha's blood was splattered everywhere.

"You..." After defeating a powerful enemy, Luoyang looked surprised.

"Amitabha!" Knowing that there was no hope of survival, Guangshi Daru released his spiritual power. An extremely cold air from the Milky Way spread out, forming ice thousands of feet high, freezing the earth and forming towering icicles that suppressed Luoyang.

"My Lord!" Hong Liu Xie Shao and others were very worried when they saw this.

At this moment, green and red fish dragons were seen swimming inside the ice pillar, absorbing the icy air at a very fast speed.

Soon, the icicle shattered, and Luoyang broke out under the reflection of the silver, white and tri-color clothes.

Luoyang coldly looked at Guangshi Daru, whose body turned into a skeleton and fell to the ground, and said, "An alien object has taken shape, but it wants to kill evil and become a Buddha. How foolish."

Young Master Hongliu, Young Master Yinyufeng, and Young Master Ziyanmo stepped forward to ask, "Evil Master, what should we do with the remaining monks?"

Luoyang decided the fate of the captured monks with one word, "Send one person back to Yungu Leifeng to pass on my message, and the rest will be executed on the spot."

"Yes."

At this time, Changri Kunluo arrived.

“Is this the Xie Zun Dao?”

Hong Liu Xie Shao was wary of the newcomer, "Who are you?"

Changri Kunluo said coldly: "Changri Kunluo, I come to Xie Zun Dao on behalf of Li Chungang."

Luoyang took back the two fish dragons and asked, "You are the person Li Chungang asked to repay the favor. You were also the one watching the fight in the dark. Why didn't you take action?"

Changri Kun said disdainfully: "If you die from this move, it proves that you are nothing but this, and Xie Zun Dao is nothing but this. Ten years later, if Li Chungang does not go to Tianshan to keep my sword appointment, I will personally kill you Xie Zun Dao."

"You..." Among the three young masters, Ziyan Mo Shao, who was the most arrogant and aggressive, was about to fight with Changri Kunluo after hearing his words, but was stopped by Luoyang.

Then I heard Luoyang say: "How arrogant. But you want to join my evil way, and you still want to ask me if I will accept you?"

Changri Kunlun asked directly: "What do you want?"

Luoyang made a condition, "Three days later, you and I will fight at Tianshan Mountain."

"Okay." Having imprisoned himself for a long time, Changri Kunluo had long wanted to meet the world's top masters.

Having just watched the battle between Luoyang and Guangshi Daru, the strength displayed by this evil master had indeed aroused his interest.

When Luoyang and others returned to the Yanhua Palace, they saw Chou Weiyang had been waiting for a long time.

His disabled legs have recovered.

"The master is injured." Chou Weiyang could tell at a glance that Luoyang was injured.

Luoyang replied: "Guangshi Daru is worthy of being the master of the Zhuangyan Palace. He fought desperately before his death. He really cannot be underestimated."

Chou Weiyang examined Luoyang's pulse and said, "Your Excellency was injured by Guangshi Daru's extremely cold air. According to your constitution and foundation, it would take three days to recover. However, with the protection of the two-tailed fish dragons and my treatment, you will be cured today."

As he spoke, Chou Weiyang looked at Changri Kunlun who was standing beside him and asked, "Who is this gentleman...?"

Luoyang introduced Chou Weiyang: "This is the new sword master of Wuxie Zundao, Changri Kunluo."

He introduced Changri Kunluo: "This is Mr. Chou Weiyangchou, the ghost doctor of Wuxie Zundao. We will work together in the future, so let's get to know each other first."

Changri Kunluo sneered and said, "Are you so confident about the battle at Tianshan in three days?"

Luoyang replied with a chuckle, "Ha~"

Then Chou Weiyang asked, "Sir, when you practice Qigong, do you often feel a tingling sensation in your Qifeng acupoint?"

Changri Kunlun admitted: "Indeed."

Chou Weiyang continued to ask: "Sir, have you ever had ghost energy in your body?"

Changri Kunlun said: "Indeed, there was such a thing."

Chou Weiyang diagnosed: "Sir, you have a solid foundation and can suppress the ghost energy, but the ghost energy in your body will inevitably cause depression. The human body is yang, and the ghost energy is yin. I will use the Huiyin needle to guide out the yin energy."

"Sir, please do as you please." Changri Kunlun opened his arms and let Chou Weiyang do as he wanted.

Then Chou Weiyang's acupuncture method was seen falling like raindrops, guiding the remaining ghost energy in Changri Kunluo's body.

While performing acupuncture, Chou Weiyang said, "Sir, please follow the needle placement and move your Qi. If you feel a delay in your internal breathing, it is a normal reaction."

Changri Kunluan circulated the true energy in his body, and a trace of dark green Yin energy rushed out from Changri Kunluan's body.

After Chen Ke left, Chang Ri Kun Lu felt an unprecedented sense of relief, "Ah~" Chang Ri Kun Lu, who had fully recovered, said to Chou Weiyang: "Thank you, sir, for healing my wounds."

Chou Weiyang waved his hand and said, "We both serve Xie Zundao, so this is the way it should be."

Luoyang reminded: "Don't forget, in three days, we will have a fair fight."

Changri Kunlun said sternly: "Three days later, we will have a showdown at Tianshan Mountain."

Afterwards, Chou Weiyang treated everyone in Xie Zun Dao.

Then the Purple Flame Demon Young Master who was receiving treatment laughed and said, "With Mr. Chou here, it's hard to die."

Hong Liu Xie Shao reminded: "Zi Yan, be careful with your words."

And Young Master Yin Yufeng teased: "Do you really want to die before me? It seems that I have to live for a very long time."

After the treatment, everyone left, leaving only Luoyang and Chou Weiyang in Yanhua Palace.

Chou Weiyang knew what Luoyang was going to say, so she said, "My Lord, did you keep me here to ask me about the situation of the man with a broken arm that you brought back a few days ago?"

"Sir, you know my heart very well." Luoyang asked, "How is that person doing?"

Chou Weiyang stated the results of her diagnosis, "The wounds on his body are easy to treat, but the wounds in his heart are difficult to treat."

At this time, two guards arrived and said, "Sir, the man is missing."

"Okay, I got it. You guys can go down." Luoyang was not surprised.

After the two guards left, Luoyang said, "It seems I need to trouble you to go with me."

Chou Weiyang smiled and said, "It is not reasonable for me to give up halfway when treating a patient. If the patient escapes, it is the doctor's responsibility to bring him back."
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The cold wind was rustling, and a cold and lonely figure was walking on the wasteland.

With an empty left arm and blank eyes, he looks around as if looking for something.

Suddenly, a funeral procession came from afar.

Wushang walked slowly closer and joined the team, wanting to feel this personal sorrow again.

Surrounded by cries of the dead, Wushang's inner depression could not be relieved.

Tears dripped into my palms, but there was still no relief.

The funeral procession moved away, and Wushang burst into deep grief.

"Ah~"

After the grief, Wushang murmured to himself: "Master Wuyi, don't you know that you mean more to me than just a friend? I have been taught by you for three years. How can I let go of your kindness? Why don't you use me to the end?"

"You want to let go of everything after you die. I won't allow you to do that. I want to avenge you by killing the Demon Prince and King Jiwu! We never lie about our promises."

This real yet false kindness makes it difficult for people to extricate themselves and are unwilling to let go.

At this moment, a voice came in, "So you are here."

It was Luoyang and Chou Weiyang who came looking for them.

Wushang looked at the person in front of him, his eyes as cold as ice, "You are..."

Luoyang replied: "The Lord of Xie Zun Dao is also the one who saved you."

Beneath Wushang's coldness, there was a rage that could erupt at any time, "I don't have time to care about you now. Wait until I kill the Demon Prince and King Jiwu, then you can come and ask for a favor."

Luoyang sneered, "Who are you trying to avenge with such a body? It's just that Wuyi Shiyin's sacrifice is in vain."

Hearing this name from someone else again, Wushang finally reacted, "What do you know about Wuyi Shiyin?"

Luoyang spoke in detail, "The Prime Minister of the Tower of Compassionate Light, who defeated the military and literary officials alone, is the Prime Minister who has held power the longest. He was also the one who poisoned his sister, connected the four parties, and imprisoned King Yadi. When the Four Heavenly Sources were about to end, he made peace with the Lord of Mijie and wanted to sacrifice the entire Killing Broken Island and the Fire House Buddha Prison. To others, he can be said to be a very cruel enemy."

"Shut up!" Wu Wushang drew his sword in anger.

The mournful sound of the sword moved with the raging snow and wind.

But Luoyang bent his finger and flicked it, repelling the sword of Wushang.

Luoyang said leisurely: "Mr. Chou, the battle is about to begin, please step aside."

"Yeah." Chou Weiyang retreated to a safe place

Then Wushang's black sword moved like a dragon, opening the realm of the end.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers in red and ink, Luoyang showed his power in swordsmanship for the first time. He turned his fingers into swords. The world was filled with a murderous aura, which actually shook the entire world of the end.

Seeing this, Wushang drew his sword and struck Wujiu, "One sword, Wujiu!"

"The man and the sword condense the intention", Luoyang first wields the sword of dominance and defeats the enemy with one sword.

The sword energy impacted, and the body of the Mo Sword actually cracked inch by inch under the impact.

The tiger's mouth was torn, and Wushang took advantage of the situation to repair the sword with blood, and then started the ultimate move.

But he didn't expect that the wound in his heart would flare up at this time, causing his Qi to stagnate, his sword to become weak and his Qi to weaken.

Luoyang transformed into a dark shadow, grabbed the sword with his bare hands, and slapped it with one palm, breaking the black sword into pieces.

Wushang flew out seriously injured, drawing a touch of bright color in the cold frost.

Wushang stared at the white shadow, finding it unbelievable and not understanding why a young woman would have such a domineering sword.

Luoyang walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back and commented: "He has not recovered from his serious injuries, and his swordsmanship is in disarray. It is a blessing from heaven that he can only exert 30% of his strength."

Luoyang whispered in Wushang's ear: "I forgot to tell you something. I know the Demon Prince."

Wushang's blood suddenly rushed to his head, he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

(End of this chapter)