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Chapter 278 The Man in Black

Wen Tao and others are still enjoying the last carnival in Yanjiabao. In a few days, they will go back to their respective places. Liu Qingyi will go back and prepare the thousand swords for Wen Tao. Li Chongyang and Ling Zhenzi went to Wudang to wait for Wen Tao to come back, and Wen Tao continued to go north to the capital.

Li Chongyang went to Wudang because he wanted to heal his illness, and Lingzhenzi went to Wudang just to eat and drink, and to learn more about what Sanqing Dan looks like.

While Wen Tao and the others were rushing towards their destinations, an earth-shattering battle was taking place on the Bashang Grassland.

Ever since he failed to assassinate Li Tai in the prairie and was bullied by Wen Tao, the lama learned from the pain and completely cut off his mortal heart, immersing himself in the world of martial arts wholeheartedly, hoping to shatter the void as soon as possible. The more important reason is that the Lama felt the pressure.

The more you know, the more you realize how insignificant you are. This sentence is not too much for the lama. After knowing that there are so many strong people in the Central Plains besides Lu Qianzhong and Chu Sanglan, the lama's heart The warlike heart was reinvigorated.

But before the day when he shattered the void, an uninvited guest broke into the lama's life and completely destroyed the lama's plan to devote himself to cultivation.

A mysterious man covered in a large black robe broke into the lama's tantric sect. He didn't kill anyone, and no one dared to stop the man in black, because dozens of corpses were thrown behind him.

These were all caused by the disciples of the Tantric sect trying to stop the men in black. Naturally, the man in black would not have any anger or disdain for these people who are not even ants in his eyes. The man in black ignored these things that blocked him. The Tantric disciples in front of him, every time the man in black took a step, those Tantric disciples felt that it was difficult for them to breathe.

When the man in black was within ten steps of them, they felt as if their throats were pinched by a pair of huge palms. They couldn't shout or breathe air, and their faces were flushed.

Faced with such a strange scene, it was rare for these Tantric disciples to raise their weapons and slash at the man in black instead of disarming and surrendering or running away in all directions.

But their movements were nothing more than praying arms, and the men in black didn't even blink their eyes. Those Tantric disciples who shot at the men in black seemed to be hit by countless fists, and they fell down on the black ground like celestial maidens scattered flowers. Behind the clothed man, the lucky ones fell to death directly, leaving behind a whole body, and the unlucky ones survived for a long time without arms and legs. Can only cry silently.

Seeing this scene, those Tantric disciples who were still standing there couldn't help but thank themselves for not being impulsive.

But this luck only lasted for a moment. The man in black didn't care about the dead and those who were about to die behind him, but lifted his footsteps and walked towards the group of Tantric disciples who were standing in place .

The tantric disciple who was still thankful that he survived suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and then, something hot seemed to flow out of his body, and a warm feeling was lost from his body. Finally, his eyes went black, and there was no more No impression anymore.

There were not many disciples in the Tantric hall, and there were not many disciples. There were four or fifty people. However, these four or fifty people didn't even touch the man in black's clothes, and they just died on the ground for no reason.

The man in black who caused all this talked from the beginning to the end and looked back at these innocent people who died tragically. He didn't even stop, and walked straight to the inner hall of the Tantric School.

There was such a big commotion, it was impossible for the lama not to know, he was already anxious and irritable when he was in the bottleneck of breaking through but still unable to go any further. Among the more than ten Tantric disciples, the Lama smiled instead of anger in astonishment.

This is what you asked for, the corners of Lama's eyes twitched slightly, and he was on the verge of going berserk, now someone came to his door to let him vent, it couldn't be better.

Surrounded by a group of Tantric disciples, the lama walked towards the inner hall. As soon as he entered the inner hall, the scene in front of him made the lama furious.

It was originally his exclusive Buddha bed, but now there is a figure who is completely covered in a large black robe and whose appearance and age cannot be seen clearly sitting cross-legged on it. What makes the Lama especially angry is that when the black figure sees him, not only Instead of panicking, he pointed to a chair in the middle of the hall and said in a hoarse voice, "Sit there."

The lama woke up from his anger almost instantly. Instead of sitting on that chair, he didn't fight the man in black. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the man in black with cold eyes. In mid-air, he was extremely calm, as if the lama was not sitting, he would always point to that chair.

The lama and the man in black each maintained their own movements, motionless, like two sculptures, deadlocked to each other.

The Tantric disciples who followed the lama were at a loss. They thought that the living Buddha would chop up the invaders and avenge the dead, but it seemed that the scene in front of them was beyond their expectations. They couldn't understand why the lama didn't do it , but looked at the man in black who killed someone and was still sitting on the living Buddha's bed.

The lama didn't know what the group of disciples behind him were thinking. Even if he knew, he couldn't explain it to them. The difference in realm was one reason, but it wasn't the main reason. The most important reason was that the lama couldn't speak at all.

If it weren't for the concern that the group of Tantric disciples behind him would die immediately if the man in black made a move, the lama would have the urge to run as fast as he could.

If it were a master like Kuangdi Nie or Tian Xuanji here, he would definitely find that there was an invisible qi between the lama and the man in black pushing each other, and the blood-red zhenqi emitted from the man in black's fingertips was clearly It is much stronger and more violent than Lama's Dark Gold True Qi.

However, the true energy of the man in black kept pressing the lama's true energy in front of the lama. He could directly injure the lama, but he did not injure him.

The lama couldn't understand it, but in order to protect himself, he could only squeeze the true energy in his body, and tried his best to resist the blood-red true energy of the man in black. Only the lama and the man in black could see this blood-red true energy. See, the realm of those tantric disciples is far from the two of them, and they are still confused.

In fact, the lama has already guessed a little bit about the identity of the man in black. In the whole world, there are at least two palms who can suppress the lama in terms of true energy, but there are people who can suppress the lama like this without hurting him. In the world, apart from that person, I am afraid there is no one else.

(End of this chapter)