Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 583 Complete Annihilation
"it is good!"

Ding'an patted his belly repeatedly and shouted, "Great poem! Great poem!"

The old monk, filled with shame and indignation, shouted, "What a load of rubbish! This is utter nonsense!" He couldn't catch his breath and coughed twice.

Hongxiu chuckled and said, "So what? We like it!"

“That’s right!” Ding’an, taking advantage of the situation, said, “We like it, who do you think you are?” He was pleased with himself and laughed heartily.

Suddenly, the old monk shouted, "You three shameless scoundrels! I'll make you happy!" A blade suddenly slashed out, its energy surging and turbulent, disappearing like the vast ocean into the void.

Hongxiu and Ding'an were overwhelmed by his imposing presence, their expressions changed slightly, and they bravely charged forward with their twin swords.

Unexpectedly, the old monk swung his single horn halfway through the swing, then suddenly changed direction, slashing downwards at an angle, like a gazelle hanging its horn, leaving no trace.

bass!
A strange force emanated from his body, and the aftershocks landed on the ground, causing a huge explosion of dust.

Upon seeing this, Ding'an and Hongxiu suddenly changed their sword techniques.

The tall and imposing Ding'an, with his unconventional and ingenious swordsmanship, attacked without defending, his blades whistling through the air.

The petite Hongxiu, however, wielded a blade with swift, unpredictable movements, her demonic blade igniting with blood-red flames, arriving like a sudden storm.

In an instant, Ding'an used the "Sleeve Divine Blade," while Hongxiu used the "Residual Flame Blade Technique," as if they had switched bodies. The two blades, like raindrops, intertwined and twisted, shattering the old monk's blade into pieces.

In particular, the two alternated between offense and defense, appearing and disappearing in an instant. One moment they would exchange sword techniques, and the next they would use the same sword technique.

They appeared to be a man and a woman, but in reality, they were two sides of the same coin, working together seamlessly. The power of their twin swords increased several times over, and in the blink of an eye, they forced the old monk to retreat repeatedly.

The sweeping monk, struggling against the onslaught of the two swords, was repeatedly stabbed and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The reason for the change in the two was that Hongxiu had figured out a new way to play.

At Leigu Mountain, the little beggar's spirit possessed Ding'an's body, helping Ding'an break free from the old monk's control. He then discovered that he could use Ding'an's body to perform his own martial arts.

This discovery immediately delighted Hongxiu. Taking advantage of the lull between Shaoyang and the old monk, she called Ding'an to join her in the attack. Unexpectedly, it was quite effective, catching the old monk off guard.

Upon seeing this, Ren Shaoyang joined in as well.

But the old monk roared repeatedly, his sword energy and fist winds as powerful as mountains and cities, causing snow to fly everywhere.

The three villains each performed their duties, dodging and weaving to the sides of the old monk, their twin swords attacking from the left and right, blocking his escape routes.

Ding An walked with a knife in hand, his face arrogant. He casually waved his hand and used the "Law of Stopping" technique to annihilate the incoming force.

Hongxiu's expression turned honest and simple. The blood flames on the candle flame faded away, transforming into a solid white ribbon, which she slashed out with great force, using the technique "Water and Fire in Harmony".

The change was swift and sudden. The old monk couldn't dodge in time. In desperation, he used his movement technique, transforming into a phantom and disappearing from the spot.

Suddenly, a sharp wind arose overhead, and Ren Shaoyang drew a tricky and unpredictable arc with his sword. A blood-red blade intent was revealed in the sword light, which was Hongxiu's ultimate move - "Sleeve God Blade"!
The old monk thought to himself, "You've exchanged moves, I don't believe this knife can cut me." Before the thought had even settled in his mind, he suddenly felt an intense pain in his chest.

Ren Shaoyang slashed his sword across the chest, cutting a large gash from the left shoulder to the right rib, which was dripping with blood, but healed in an instant.

"How could this be?"

The old monk cried out in pain, his eyes bulging out, and retreated frantically.

"That's how we three villains do things!" Ren Shaoyang said coquettishly, hands on her hips. "If the cripple's 'Harmonious Heaven Law' could force you out, then my 'Sleeve Divine Blade' is certainly not to be underestimated!"

Although Ren Shaoyang was acting like a woman at this moment, which was quite ridiculous.

But the old monk had no time to watch, because Ding Anjin was advancing like a whirlwind, tumbling forward.

Dang Dang!

The sweeping monk deflected the eagle's blade with his single horn, but unexpectedly, the red-sleeved figure circled behind him again, the candle flames burning brightly in the sky, like long clouds hanging down.

With a hiss, a gash appeared on the old monk's back. He staggered and was in excruciating pain.

But he was, after all, a demon god incarnate, and immediately used his supernatural powers. With a circle and a horizontal motion of his left hand, he suddenly entangled Shao Yang and Ding An's swords together, making them impossible to separate.

Ren Shaoyang shouted, "You stinking severed hand, cut him down! Cut him down for this heroine!"

Ding'an also shouted, "Ding'an, keep it up!" He glanced at him sideways, "Don't use my body for anything weird!"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and stuck out his tongue: "How could that be, Brother Shaoyang!"

"Wow, you're pretending to be the younger sister?!"

At the same time, the woman behind the old monk chuckled and said, "You old bald thief, take this!" With that, she quickly slashed a decorative knife across his back.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The sweeping monk howled wildly, unable to bear the excruciating pain, and quickly knocked away the Dragon Capture and Candle Flower Red, then fled to the side.

"Hmph, you think you can run away after offending the three villains?" *3
With a series of cold snorts, the three fierce men from the northern frontier formed a three-element formation, their figures staggered. Two intercepted from the front, while one blocked the way from the rear, their movements shifting between Yin and Yang.

Dangdangdang~!

The old monk grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, with weapons flitting about around him. The three villains, relying on the wondrous transformation of "exchanging primordial spirits," complemented each other's techniques, creating a harmonious and unified whole that unleashed unexpected power.

"middle!"

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang's primordial spirit returned to its place, and with a flick of his longsword, he sliced ​​down on Shaoyang's wrist with incredible speed, like a gushing spring.

Startled, the old monk quickly dodged, but suddenly felt his foot trip and fell flat on his face.

Chi Chi!
A gentle breeze swept by, and dozens of cuts appeared on his body, dripping with blood.

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly, "Old bald thief, do you not know how powerful the three of us combined are?" He turned his head and glanced at the two of them, "Ren's power of rules."

Hongxiu smiled slightly: "My talent and genius!"

Ding'an scratched his head and chuckled, "Heaven is so kind to me!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Now, we are one as one." He glanced sideways at the old monk, "Even if you are a living demon god, how could you possibly defeat us?"

The old monk slowly stood up. His wounds had all healed, but he was in so much pain that his veins bulged and he was sweating profusely.

"Your words are the bewitching words of extraterrestrial demons." The sweeping monk shook his head and said coldly, "I don't believe it!" As he spoke, his eyes, which had seen through the world, were now just empty ashes, as if even the concept of "pain" had been burned away.

"Don't believe me? Then I'll destroy your Yin spirit and scatter your Yang spirit, and see if you believe me then!"

Hongxiu and Ding'an exchanged a glance, about to launch a decisive attack.

Unexpectedly, the old monk suddenly spun around, shifting his strength with his left hand and pulling, while his right hand, with its single horn, slashed out like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave!

when!
Ding An swayed, and the eagle blade was deflected, slashing towards Hong Xiu.

Hongxiu cried out "Ouch!" as blood gushed from her tiger's mouth. The demonic blade was pulled away by two completely opposite forces and flew into the air.

Before the demonic blade could even ascend, the old monk flicked his left finger, and "Red Candle Flower" spun in mid-air, suddenly sweeping towards Hongxiu.

"Harmony of Time!"

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang appeared in a flash and made a sweeping gesture.

hum!
A strange force suddenly erupted, and a wondrous scene appeared in the world.

The old monk, Ding'an, and Hongxiu looked surprised and actually shuffled back to their original spot.

The red candle flame fell into the little beggar's hand, and Ding'an also held the eagle knife and slashed diagonally.

The sweeping monk continued to move with his left hand and slash horizontally with his right.

The only difference was that there was a white robe in front of Him, and the white-robed man's fingers were pointing right at His chest!
Chi!
Ren Shaoyang's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he pierced the old monk's chest with a finger.

In an instant, the "Wind and Moon Sword Qi" erupted, and the old monk's body was engulfed in blue flames.

He screamed shrilly, tearing at his clothes with both hands, but the blue flames burned incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were consumed, the poisonous fire sizzling as it burned his flesh. Ren Shaoyang, Ding An, and Hongxiu exchanged glances, and suddenly their swords flashed out, stabbing the old monk into a bloody mess.

A miraculous scene unfolded: the blue flames on the old monk's body went out with a "poof," and his flesh and blood began to swell wildly.

The little beggar's "wound medicine" has worked its magic again!

Similarly, the sweeping monk was in so much pain that he flailing his arms and legs, howling and screaming incessantly.

"Hmph! You think things will be alright after offending the three villains? This is just the beginning!" Ren Shaoyang raised his hand and drew another line, then shouted softly, "Harmony of Time!"

The wonders of nature reappear. The old monk's skin is torn open, and flames appear out of nowhere. He is once again returned to the moment when he was struck by the white robe, and he once again experiences the moment when the "Wind and Moon Sword Qi" burns his flesh and the "Golden Wound Medicine" brings the dead back to life, but is also extremely painful.

Repeat this several times.

Ren Shaoyang's originally mottled hair gradually turned snow-white.

Hongxiu and Ding'an spun around in circles, their eyes darting about, completely disoriented.

Meanwhile, the old dragon in the well in the distance wasn't having an easy time either. He was peeking from the well's edge, digging in and out repeatedly, getting quite a bit of a commotion. He couldn't help but sigh, "Damn it, Kinnara, why did you have to provoke these three scoundrels? Luckily I wasn't relieving myself, or I wouldn't be alive!"

King Kinnara never expected that the three evil spirits would complement each other to this extent, that their ingenious use would be so profound, and that they would be so utterly shameless.

He felt that if he allowed the three of them to abuse him, he feared that his Yin spirit would be destroyed and his Yang spirit scattered, leading to utter ruin. In a moment of panic, he let out a long roar, and the "Kinnara Fist" suddenly activated, his whole body blazing with purple light. He turned and tore through the void, escaping away.

"Hmph, trying to hide in the void again?" Ding An's eyes widened suddenly. "You dare to show off your petty skills before an expert?" Before he finished speaking, the fire suddenly erupted, the earth shook, dust rippled outwards, mountains collapsed and trees broke, and everything in its path became ruins.

At this moment, Ding An seemed to transform into a raging fire, his eyes filled with an abyss of unfathomable power.

He remained standing still, and the instant the old monk disappeared, a faint light seemed to flash across his eagle-blade.

laugh!
Like the sound of tearing cloth, a black rift appeared out of thin air before Shao Yang and Hong Xiu as the blade pointed. This rift tore open from the void, like a black hole, swallowing and annihilating everything.

Inside the crevice, the old monk's smile froze on his face. He took a few steps forward, and suddenly, from head to hip, he was neatly split in two. His mangled body lurched forward more than ten feet, his internal organs and blood falling back to the ground like a shower of blood.

Suddenly, a fleeting, ethereal figure struggled free from the remains of the corpse, radiating golden light.

He turned and glared fiercely at Ding An, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped her!
Ding An cried out in surprise as he was pulled into a void rift and vanished instantly.

The woman's phoenix eyes narrowed, and a phantom broke free from between her brows, a burst of blood shooting into the sky.

In that instant, all was silent and still.

Everything seemed to have become a painting, and everything seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Time stopped, space froze.

But Hongxiu stepped into the void and ascended leisurely. The surging sword intent and intense sword energy she possessed were unprecedented in history, capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"A beauty's wrath!"

Faster than expected, the phantom appeared in front of the Kinnara King's primordial spirit the moment it broke free from the space between the eyebrows.

King Kinnara remained with his eyes half-closed, his eyes filled with surprise and fear.

He could not move.

The woman in red sleeves became one with the blade, her fingertips sparkling like stars as she pointed directly at the center of Kinnara King's brow, without the slightest obstruction, utterly destroying everything in her path.

"Catch my hidden divine blade, hahaha!"

The little beggar's arrogant laughter echoed throughout the land; even King Kinnara could hear it, Ren Shaoyang could hear it, and the old dragon in the well could hear it.

However, there was nothing they could do.

This is the pinnacle of a single, sublime strike.

Seeing this, King Kinnara mustered all his strength, slightly moved his head, and turned the angle so that he could use the single horn on his forehead to meet the blade light of "the beauty's wrath"!
Ding!
A tremendous golden sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The next moment, the single horn of the Kinnara King's primordial spirit fell off, and his entire body became almost invisible.

However, His eyes suddenly lit up, because He could move!
Suddenly, the old monk's body, now only half of its right side, raised its hand and thrust the single horn in its hand fiercely at the red sleeve's primordial spirit!

"Ren Hongxiu, may your soul be scattered!"

Now that things have reached a point of no return, is everything about to come to a close?
The answer is of course no.

"Guixu Yin!"

A whisper suddenly broke the silence.

A white shadow suddenly appeared in the void. Ren Shaoyang appeared in front of the two of them without them noticing. He raised his hand and extended a slender, fair index finger, gently touching the unicorn horn.

In an instant, a dim light suddenly shone brightly between the eyebrows of King Kinnara under Ren Shaoyang's finger.

From small to large, from dark to light, a chaotic color spread out like ripples in an instant.

There was no radiance, no sound.

However, King Kinnara began to crumble under this finger, not like porcelain collapsing, but like a sketch erased by an eraser, silently turning into the most basic fine particles and dissipating into the void.

This process is unstoppable and irreversible, until the target is completely reduced to nothingness, as if it had never existed.

"I never imagined that this old monk would truly perish." King Kinnara sighed softly. "A thousand years of cultivation has ultimately come to nothing."

Everything that was originally frozen—the wind and snow, the people and the objects—all those still things, seemed to have broken free from some invisible shackles and instantly returned to normal.

Ren Shaoyang, his white robe tattered and his hair as white as snow, remained calm as he watched the dissipating spirit of the Kinnara King before him and uttered a few words.

"Ren said you shouldn't have provoked the three villains."

"Ha, you've committed a grave offense. Someone will come to take care of you later!"

"We'll talk about it when you get here. Anyway, you're going to be completely ruined." Ren Shaoyang said nonchalantly.

"Return to the Void" is the last move in the final chapter of the technique. It is a move specifically designed to target the primordial spirit, erasing the opponent's traces from the rules.

Therefore, Ding'an destroyed the old monk's physical body with "One Strike to Destroy the City", and Hongxiu fixed his primordial spirit with "A Beauty's Wrath".

Finally, the white-robed figure completely erased it using the "Return to the Void" technique.

"Ah, Amitabha."

The primordial spirit of King Kinnara was now reduced to its head, but it no longer looked at Ren Shaoyang. Instead, it glanced at the well opening and whispered, "Old Dragon, from now on, Xuzhu will guide you in my stead."

At the wellhead, the person slowly rose, his expression complex: "Kinnara, may you have a safe journey." Tears welled in his eyes, "Never again."

"Ah."

King Kinnara smiled slightly, and his primordial spirit completely dissipated.

"Whoosh!"

The single horn suddenly transformed into a streak of light, about to shoot into the distance.

Upon seeing this, Ren Shaoyang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and gently wiped it away.

The unicorn suddenly stopped in mid-air, and with a creaking sound, it transformed into a cold, gleaming crescent moon blade, tearing through the void and disappearing in the direction the white-robed figure pointed.

Ren Shaoyang stood tall in the void, watching the streak of light disappear into the distance, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes: "This thing broke through the boundary and went away; the direction its energy pointed to seems to be our original world."

The man in white shook his head and sighed, then suddenly looked up and glanced around, blinking in surprise and confusion.

Hey~!

Where did Ding'an and Hongxiu go?
How did these two big people disappear?!

(End of this chapter)