Chapter 137 Peak Showdown

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The man in blood knows that the current strength of Wen Cong, the abbot of Tianxin Temple, is no longer the ordinary disciple of Tianxin Temple in those years. So after he just appeared to break up the long white thunder in the air for Han Rui and Wu Tian, he did not dare to talk more with Han Rui and Wu Tian, and directly carried up the advanced defense method of Wuji Pavilion.

But he didn't expect that although his plan had deceived Wen Cong's sight, he didn't want Wen Cong to forcibly break through the confinement of spiritual power and attacked himself. The man in blood with a hundred years of body protection was still injured by Wen Cong.

"Since the other party's cultivation is very high, fortunately, you can fight with him. At least you can take the opportunity to wear off Wen Cong's spiritual power, and there will be more chances of winning later."

After making up his mind, the man in blood urged his spiritual power again, while exerting his hundreds of thoughts to protect his body, while urging the highest mind method of Wuji Pavilion to the greatest extent.

Wen Cong, who stood still, did not expect the blood-clothed man to take action twice, which was extremely harmful each time. If it goes on, although he can kill the other party, he can't guarantee to defeat the enemy he will encounter when he continues to look for the red-blooded fairy stone. Therefore, Wen Cong also made a decision to directly use the supreme mind method of Tianxin Temple, and ten thousand Buddhas returned to the sect.

Wang Guizong was created by Wuya Monk, the founder of Tianxin Temple. Based on many classics in the Buddhist scriptures, he created this set of mind that can instantly destroy the power of heaven and earth. Once it is displayed, it can directly seriously injured or even kill the opponent in seconds.

Han Rui, who stood aside and was still trapped by Wen Cong's turbid breath, only saw a yellow light shining beside the man in blood, while Wen Cong on the other side was wrapped in red light. At the moment when the yellow light and the red light meet, suddenly there was a huge "boom", "pop" and "boom" sound. White smoke emerged from the blood-dressed man and Wen Cong, mixed with the red and yellow light, slowly spreading outward.

After the huge explosion and friction, there was silence around. The two people in the white smoke did not move, just stood still with their backs to backs. After the smoke dissipated, it was found that a huge deep pit appeared behind them.

After a long silence, Wen Cong took the lead in moving, and then turned around and looked at the man in blood not far away.

"I heard that the ten thousand Buddhas of Tianxin Temple were extremely powerful, and today's attempt really lives up to its reputation." The man in blood did not move, but still stood still, saying in a very difficult tone.

"Hum, but I didn't expect that the bloody man of Wuji Pavilion, who was so vulnerable for a while, was really disappointing." After hearing the bloody man say, Wen Cong raised his eyebrows and said with some pity.

"If I hadn't persuaded the Zen master to take you in at the beginning, maybe nothing happened today would have happened. Everything is fate!" Thinking that it was under his own persuasion that the bitter master of Tianxin Temple took in Wencong and let his disciple Shikong become his master, he sighed with emotion.

"Uncle Blood!" Just as Han Rui and Wu Tian were surprised by what the man in blood said, they suddenly saw the man in blood fall to the ground, and Han Rui shouted out.

"Don't worry, both of you will go with the man in blood today."

Hearing Han Rui's exclaim, Wen Cong turned around and looked at Han Rui and Wu Tian, who were still trapped. He said coldly, with infinite resentment in his tone.

Walking to Han Rui and Wu Tian, Wen Cong raised his right hand again, quickly drew the rune in the air, and then injected spiritual power into the newly drawn rune. The symbols that invaded the spiritual power slowly changed color from light to dark. Finally, when they reached golden yellow, they stopped and kept shaking in the air, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Master, today I will avenge your murder!" After saying that, he stretched out his right hand to the seal in the air and slapped the golden seal hard. The inspired rune immediately flipped towards Han Rui and Wu Tian.

"I didn't expect that you, as a monk, not only betrayed the master and killed the ancestors, but also took the lead in colluding with disciples of the Demon Sect."

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the air, which went straight into Wen Cong's ear.

"Master!"

Hearing the sound transmitted from the air, I immediately heard it at dawn. The person who made that sound was his master. He has been closed for decades. Now the owner of the pavilion, Xifeng.

Wen Cong, who had just started to urge the rune seal, heard the sound of Xifeng, quickly urged the rune again and smashed it at Han Rui and Wu Tian.

"Evil beast, how dare you be so presumptuous when you hear my arrival!"

The sound of the sunset wind sounded again, and there was a layer of waves everywhere the sound passed, and at the same time, it directly shattered the golden rune in Wen Cong's hand.

"I didn't expect that the old ghost Xifeng, who had been closed for decades, has now come out of the customs and come here to Anhu in person, which is a big deal for me." Although he was determined to kill Han Rui and Wutian, the sudden appearance of Xifeng completely disrupted Wen Cong's plan and quickly dodged to the side.

As soon as Wen Cong's figure left the original place, the sunset wind appeared.

"I haven't been out of the depths of Wuji Pavilion for decades, but I didn't expect such a big change in the world. Today's Tianxin Temple is actually in power by you, which is really an insult to the elder abbot of Tianxin Temple.

After Xifeng took action to dissipate the turbid breath around Han Rui, he turned around and looked at Wen Cong, saying with pity.

"Master, Uncle Blood was just killed by him." Looking at the man in blood who fell to the ground in the distance, Han Rui said to Xi Feng.

"Oh? You are Han Rui, right? Well, very good, very good." Xifeng ignored what Han Rui said about the man in blood, but looked at Han Rui standing beside him and said very well.

Standing in the distance, Wen Cong carefully looked at the famous Xifeng in front of him decades ago, and then there was no news.

Although Xifeng is close to 100 years old, in the blink of an eye, he is still like a young man in his twenties. His vitality is infinite, and he can't see any old breath. Only from the strong spiritual breath around Xifeng's body can it be felt that this person has been practicing for a long time.

"It's really surprising that the pavilion master Xifeng, who has been closed for decades, has reappeared in the world for the red-blooded fairy stone." Although he was slightly shocked by Xifeng's cultivation, Wen Cong, who was very confident in himself, soon calmed down and said to Xi Feng with a normal face in the distance.

"Yes, I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure when I went out of the customs." Xifeng curled his lips and looked at Wen Cong.

"However, in order to achieve personal purposes and openly collude with the disciples of the Demon Sect, where will Tianxin Temple go in the future?" After saying that, Xi Feng's face changed, his expression became serious, and he questioned Wen Cong.

"Naturally, I'm in charge of the matter of Tianxin Temple, and I don't have to worry about the Lord Xifeng Pavilion." Wen Cong said rudely.

"I have heard that Xifeng Pavilion's major cultivation has been natural, and I have been studying the supreme method of Wuji Pavilion for decades. Today, I will personally experience it." As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved quickly in the direction of the sunset wind, and his eyes emitted a cold breath again.

"Well, then I have to accompany you." Hearing Wen Cong's words, Xi Feng was not surprised at all. Although I had just left the customs and knew little about the things between the sects outside, I still learned about the drastic changes in Tianxin Temple from the people in blood.

Wen Cong quickly ran towards the sunset wind, with his hands together on his chest, cooperating with the formula in his mouth, and bursts of blue spiritual power around his whole body.

"Zha!"

Wen Cong shouted loudly, and then saw a large amount of blue spiritual power condensed into a huge dragon, rising from behind and going straight to the sunset.

"Diaobug's little skill."

Seeing the blue spiritual dragon exerted by Wen Cong, Xifeng's body did not move at all. He waved his hand to Han Rui and Wu Tian beside him, signaling them to retreat to the blood-clothed person. Their eyes shrank slightly, and the blue spiritual dragon still came to him.

When the blue spiritual dragon was about to rotate and wrap the sunset wind, the sunset wind suddenly moved and its body disappeared. When it appeared the next moment, it was several feet away from the blue dragon.

"Burning the sky!"

The sunset wind, which had just appeared, suddenly raised its arm and waved to the blue spiritual dragon. Several real fire meteorites shining red fell from the air in an instant.