240: C240 Put down the Butcher's Knife and Become Buddha on the Spot

C240 Put down the Butcher's Knife and Become Buddha on the Spot

"I know that gun!"

"Isn't that the Soul Devouring Spear? A few decades ago, the Devil Cult's Ye Motian used that spear alone, causing endless bloodshed in the Pugilistic World... "

Among the spectators, an old man shouted out in excitement. Back then, he was fortunate enough to meet Ye Motian once. After surviving a great disaster, he had a deep impression of this weapon.

"Now that I think about it, there are some things that can be considered as correct. The number one expert of the younger generation, Liu Feihong, was killed by a black-clothed youth with a single spear strike!"

"Now that you mention it, that hidden family was annihilated a while ago. The murderer was also good at using a strange black spear..."

Everyone started to discuss with one another. It had to be said that these people's cultivation might not be very high, but they knew everything about the Jianghu like the back of their hand. They were able to piece together some facts.

"Nangong, I didn't see wrongly just now. That was demonic energy, right? With such a powerful demonic cultivation base, and also with the surname Ye..."

Qin Yuantian's expression was very serious. He had already thought of something, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"How dare you participate in the King's Altar? Is the Devil Cult going to re-emerge from the Pugilistic World?"

There was a trace of worry in Nangong Changan's eyes. This black-clothed youth's cultivation base wasn't low at all!

"Shen Qingfeng, be careful. Don't let your opponent's spear hurt you. This spear can cut your soul, leaving behind severe side effects, and you might not be able to advance your cultivation realm."

"Once you enter the arena this time, you can't leave the arena unless you finish three matches. You must endure!"

He patiently instructed.

The young man was full of vigor and vigor. It was very difficult for him to bear the provocation of his enemies. After such a long time of contact, he also understood some of Shen Qingfeng's temper. He was also not a person who was willing to be at a disadvantage.

This was precisely the point that the sixteen great sect masters had taken a liking to. Therefore, there were no more restrictions on Shen Qingfeng's strength. As long as he stood there, countless super genius would want to use him as a stepping stone and fight for the right to become a King!

"Ye Tian of Devil Cult, I would like to have a taste of the Six Fans Sect's powerful skills!"

At this moment, a sudden clap of thunder sounded out from the valley. Ye Tian looked at the area where Shen Qingfeng and the others were standing with a pair of eagle eyes. His combat intent was high.

The Devil Cult and the Six Fans Sect had a deep-seated hatred for each other. A few decades ago, the Devil Cult had wreaked havoc in the Pugilistic World. They were surrounded and attacked by countless sects. In the end, two huge objects collided with each other, causing both sides to suffer heavy losses.

The Devil Cult had retreated from the Pugilistic World, and everyone thought that this sect had already been destroyed. The Six Fans Sect had lost the core combat strength of two generations of people, and all of the younger generation had died in battle. They had completely lost the right to speak in the world of martial arts, and they were unable to recover from this setback.

This time, Ye Tian was challenging the entire Six Fans Sect. Even if it was Chang'ang Sowrd himself, he wouldn't shrink back!

Anyone who stood in front of the Devil Cult would be killed!

"You are the Young Master Ye of the Devil Cult?"

"This man has some history with me. It seems like I have to act now."

A strange light flashed across Shen Qingfeng's eyes. Back in the Jiangdong, he had found out that Ye Tian had colluded with the foreign cultivation forces. Singh, the foreign cultivator who had transcended his tribulation, had been killed by him with lightning speed.

He originally wanted to continue his pursuit, but the clues were cut off. He didn't expect that this fellow would come to his doorstep today.

"Sigh..."

Qin Yuantian and the others sighed. What they were worried about had indeed happened. Shen Qingfeng was not a person who could retreat. There was not a single grain of sand in his eyes.

Besides, the Devil Cult had already come to their doorstep. If no one from the Six Fans Sect could fight them, their reputation would suffer a great loss.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddhist proclamation sounded. A 'fair and beautiful' monk walked out and confronted the enemy!

He was no more than 20 years old and was wearing a white monk robe. He had an extraordinary temperament. With a single step, it was as if he had teleported. He crossed a long distance and appeared in front of Ye Tian.2

He was born in Golden Bamboo Temple and his Dharma name was Ten Commandments. He was once abducted by his senior uncle to Kunlun Mountain and obtained a great opportunity. After that, he gained a great enlightenment and his cultivation of Buddhist Dharma advanced by leaps and bounds.

"Where did this bald donkey come from? How dare you ruin my good fortune?"

Ye Tian's eyes were filled with hostility. He had never thought that someone would come out to intercept his beard. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Wasn't his means a little too merciful just now?

"Benefactor, your killing intent is too strong. Please follow this poor monk and cultivate for twenty years."

"This world is supposed to be a great catastrophe. Why don't you put down your butcher's knife and become Buddha on the spot?"

The Ten Commandments chanted the Buddhist proclamation and actually produced a sound like that of Huang Zhong Da Lu. When the cultivators at the outskirts of the valley heard it, their minds suddenly calmed down and were no longer able to stir up any waves.

"Yi?"

Shen Qingfeng sized up the Ten Commandments for a long time. He kept feeling that this little monk carried a strange aura, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

"Congratulations, Master Hui Bei! I never thought that the Shaolin Temple would produce a monstrous talent that only appears once in a thousand years. Only now did I have the heart to use it to intimidate the Jianghu. As expected, the older the wiser."

On the high platform, the Sect Chief of the Wudang Sect took the lead and said while cupping his fists.

His eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of envy. Although they were both first-rate sects, his disciples didn't have such a beautiful jade. Initially, he wanted to let his eldest disciple show off and even prepare his magic treasure.

However, after seeing the outcome of the Kongtong Sect, he immediately gave up on this idea. As long as the mountain remained, there was no need to fear that there would be no firewood to burn. Why would he seek trouble for himself?

"Amitabha! This little monk isn't from Shaolin, and this poor monk has never seen him before."

Master Hui Bei said calmly with a calm expression.

"What... Is that true?"

The surrounding sect masters revealed surprised expressions. The Shaolin Temple had a very high position in the Buddhist Dharma. They didn't expect that it had nothing to do with this monstrous genius.

"Monks don't lie."

...

At this moment, the bell rang, signaling the start of the competition.

Only now did the hearts of the spectators start to fluctuate. They couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed. This little monk had such deep cultivation. He was actually able to influence the minds of the spectators with the Supreme Sound Technique.

His cultivation wasn't good enough. He consciously retreated. Although it was important to watch the fun, it wasn't worth it to sacrifice himself.

"Hahaha... Little monk, you have only knocked for a few days and you dare to learn how to transcend demons. If you meet me, you will have to go to hell and have a good chat with that person!"

Ye Tian threw his head back and laughed. This man's cultivation base wasn't at the early stage of the tribulation, and he was even a grade lower than him. How dare he spout such nonsense? It was simply wishful thinking to let him, the young master of Devil Cult, cultivate with him for twenty years.

Devil Qi surged out from his body. He wasn't arrogant when facing an opponent at the same cultivation level as him. He was going to use all his strength to kill him!

"Not giving up!"

The Soul Devouring Spear in his hands seemed to have turned into a black sun, stabbing out with an extremely oppressive aura, directly aiming for the Ten Commandments' head.

"Buddha is merciful."

The Ten Commandments unhurriedly formed the Acala Seal, and a Buddha statue that was several dozen meters tall suddenly appeared behind him. The Buddha statue's upper body was naked, and it was black in color. One side had four arms, and it had a green face and sharp teeth. It was awe-inspiring without being angry.

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