Chapter 72 Eliminating the Dark Sword

Gong Yi naturally has no idea about his grandfather who has never met come to him. What he needs now is to concentrate on cultivation. Since the last time he got the epileptic Taoist to break through to the realm of Zhongwu, he has been running around and has no time to calm down and practice, but in fact, when he was under those pressure in the outside world Hou is also a kind of refining of the soul. The way of cultivation lies in a quiet movement: quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit. When it is quiet, the thunder does not move, and it is as stable as Mount Tai. The movement is unpredictable, just like a dragon.

Gong Yi practiced quietly here, but after Puzhi and Huiyi returned to the Zen sect, they launched a huge action, that is, to eradicate the "dark sword" organization. This time, the team was led by the abbot of Zen, the general wisdom master with the order of a blood monk. He wants to uproot the "Dark Sword" organization like the last time he eradicated the evil thunder.

At night, hundreds of people are waiting in a mountain. Each of them has a black dagger on his right wrist. All the elites of the dark sword killer organization are gathered here.

An old man in a black robe exudes a strong murderous spirit. He is the leader of the Dark Sword Organization. No one knows his real name, but everyone calls him Leidi behind his back in addition to calling him the leader.

"Today's war is related to the survival of my dark sword. We must know that my dark sword was not offended by them." Lei Di said loudly, "After they arrived, they had no scruples and let go."

"Let go and kill without scruples." Hundreds of people raised their arms and shouted at the same time.

"Haha, what a big tone. I'd like to see if you have some skills today." Puzhi's voice came from afar.

"Old bald donkey, the road goes to the sky. Why are you so aggressive?" Lei Di was rude and opened his mouth to curse.

"One goes to each other. You sent someone to assassinate my disciples. Shouldn't this account be counted?" Puzhi appreciated Huiyi very much. If Huiyi hadn't been saved by Gongyi, his proud disciple would have died long ago.

"Receiving money,*. If you have a debt and an owner, you don't go to the Zhou family to settle accounts, but bring someone to me. Do you really think that my secret sword is a soft persimmon that recognizes people? Lei Di said confidently.

"Sooner or later, I will call last week's house, and you won't care about this." Puzhi hates organizations such as the dark sword so much that he doesn't even bother to say the word "doer" and call it "you" directly.

"Okay, it's useless to say more. You really think I'm afraid of you. After today, Zen will be removed from the name in Zhongzhou." After saying that, Lei Di stroked his hands and built a temporary boundary. Puzhi sneered and flew in directly. At the same time, the two sides also rushed together.

Within the boundary, the thunder punched Puzhi. The speed was so fast that there was a little angry sound, which was really like a thunder in the flat ground. Puzhi did not avoid it, but directly slapped Lei Di's fist with a big move.

With a loud bang, both of them stepped back a few steps, but Emperor Lei was secretly shocked. His thunder fist just now was really the gathering of his momentum, and its power was at least several times higher than that of normal fighting. Even people in the realm of real martial arts should temporarily avoid the strange edge. But Puzhi did not dodge, and he still shared the same color with him. This made him feel unhurtated and looked a little higher on Puzhi.

Martial arts practice. In the early stage, when there are three major realms of primary martial arts, middle martial arts and high martial arts, each realm is divided into five small levels: entry, latent practice, integration, comprehension and peak. But after reaching Zhenwu, it is not divided into five small levels as the world thinks of the previous realms. After Zhenwu, the gap in the same realm is not as obvious as the beginning of practice. Because the initial cultivation of martial arts is a process from nothing, and after reaching the level of true martial arts, it is a process from less to more. Therefore, reaching the realm of Zhenwu, Shengwu and even the legendary Shenwu are divided into three stages: primary, middle and Dacheng.

Leidi was quite surprised by Puzhi's strong combat power, because as far as he knew, Puzhi's cultivation was similar to that of Zhenwu, but the power of Puzhi, a great monument, seemed to go beyond the scope of this realm.

"Have you reached the realm of Shengwu?" Lei Di looked at Puzhi in surprise. If it was as he expected, he would definitely fail today.

"You look too high. I just happened to touch a little threshold. But I think this is enough for you. Puzhi said lightly.

"Coincidentally" Lei Di smiled helplessly. Since ancient times, many amazing people have stayed in the realm of Zhenwu Dacheng. It is not easy to break through. Even if Puzhi said that touching a little threshold, it is also a rare opportunity. He stayed in the realm of Zhenwu's great success for many years and it was difficult to make progress, so he established a "dark sword" organization and wanted to break through that layer of barriers with killing, but it was still fruitless. The pain of not being able to improve cultivation is really not humane.

No matter what Emperor Lei was thinking, Puzhi raised a string of Buddha beads in his right hand and hit him on his head. Lei Di did not dare to take it and retreated to dodge. At this moment, he was already a little timid. Puzhi's current strength is obviously higher than him. If he blindly let Puzhi fight, he will definitely die today. He is waiting for an opportunity to escape. He believes that with his ability, he will make a comeback in the future.

However, Puzhi seemed to see Lei Di's mind and sealed his retreat to death in one move, and did not give him a chance to escape at all.

At this moment, the sound of killing in the mountain pass was shocking. The crescent shovel in Huiyi's hand was full of blood, and his body was also slightly injured. Fortunately, he was fine. However, the two sides do not give in to each other. Occasionally, they look at the temporary boundary between Puzhi and Lei Di, because that is the key to deciding the victory or defeat of this game.

"Old bald donkey, you bully people too much." Lei Di roared angrily and resounded through the sky. He spit out a large mouthful of blood and disappeared without a trace.

"Blood escape" Puzhi spit out these two words in surprise: "I didn't expect that there was such a method in the world. This Emperor Lei is not simple." Blood escape is a way to escape, sacrificing part of the blood in the body to escape thousands of miles away in an instant. But in this way, the caster needs to cultivate for at least three months to recover. This kind of skill has long been lost, and I don't want Puzhi to encounter it today. He sighed in his heart: We can't kill this man today, and I'm afraid there will be a big trouble in the future. But he couldn't help it. With a swing of his right hand, the temporary boundary disappeared, and Puzhi's figure appeared in the air.

"It's the abbot, haha" The Zen disciples under them cheered excitedly. They knew that the Zen sect had won the battle. As the saying goes, several families were happy and several families were sad. On the contrary, the dark sword side was depressed and lost the backbone of Emperor Lei. They could not have the fighting spirit to compete with Zen Buddhism at all.

"Okay, let's go. The rest of the people are left to them." Puzhi said slowly.

"Abbot, these people are evil and can't let them go." Huiyi hurriedly persuaded.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. They may not want to be evil. Now that their leaders are not here, these people can't make much waves.

Some members of the dark sword below were overjoyed to hear that Pu Zhi spared their lives and hurriedly kowtowed: "The master is really the reincarnation of a living Buddha. We must have reformed and dare not have a trace of evil intentions."

Pu Zhi ignored their slippery and left the mountain with the Zen people. Although he won a complete victory this time, he did not have any joy. Emperor Lei's failure to be killed has always been a mental illness and a major hidden danger of Zen Buddhism. He decided to return to the sect to practice in isolation and strive to break through the realm of the most holy martial arts as soon as possible.

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Gong Yi was practicing quietly in a room of the Bodhi clan when he suddenly saw a bloody man appear in front of him. This really scared him. Because the door and window of the room are closed, this person seems to appear in front of him out of thin air, but this person is covered with blood and is obviously seriously injured, otherwise Gong Yi will definitely mistakenly think that he is a fairy.

"Who are you?" Gong Yi asked.

"Old bald donkey, everything I have suffered today will definitely be asked back from you twice the next day." The bloody man did not answer Gong Yi's question, but gritted his teeth and said that he would retaliate one day.

"You'd better survive first!" Gong Yi attacked mercilessly.