txolops 15. New Task
15. New Task
Suddenly, a massive palm strike came from beyond the sky, like a meteor shower, hurtling straight towards Yama Hanba!
"Practice Emei!"
The Yama Drought Demon was furious at the prospect of reaping heads, but knowing the power of Lian Emei, he had no choice but to change his move midway and unleash a palm strike towards the heavens!
Holy crap... Teng Xielang sensed the terrifying power of the palm strike from beyond the heavens and grabbed Shesheng Tongzi, running away!
The vast primeval forest, the death desert, Beiyu, the Northern Martial World, the Central Plains, and Pingshan are separated by thousands of miles. Even with this palm strike from Lian Emei, it can still destroy the world. Teng Xie thought to himself, "This is ridiculous."
boom!
Just as Teng Xie was silently complaining, Yan Mo Hanba and Lian Emei were already thousands of miles apart, their ultimate moves clashing, and a terrifying airflow exploded outwards with devastating force!
A hurricane roared for miles around, sand and stones flew, the earth was torn apart, and towering trees were uprooted, as if the end of the world had come!
There was no need for Tan Wuyu to shout "Retreat!"; everyone was blasted away by the aftershocks!
Fortunately, everyone was already far away from Yama and Hanba, so no one was blown up this time. The righteous people quickly transformed into light and flew away!
But a beam of light did not retreat but advanced, braving the aftershocks as it rushed into the Demon Realm!
The feathered man is not a beast!
In Tengxie's perception, Yuren Feijing rushed into the Demon Realm like a streak of light at a speed that left him speechless. He headed straight for Guizhi, who was controlling the mist magic, shattered the magic weapon that released the magic with a single slash, and then shot backward without any hesitation!
The speed, the sudden stop, and the reverse sprint were all completed in an instant. This person's speed and control over changes in speed are simply unbelievable!
"The Feathered Man is Not a Beast!"
When Yanmo Hanba faced the terrifying power of the palm strike from the heavens, he was blasted into the ground a hundred feet deep. When he flew out, he saw that Yu Ren Fei Jing had only left him with his back view and had already turned into a streak of light and left!
"hateful!"
With the fog broken, the Demon Realm was laid bare before the righteous path. The Demon Realm had not yet managed to kill any important figures of the righteous path, making it a resounding victory for them. One can imagine how furious Yama and Hanba were.
Teng Xielang, on the other hand, remained completely unmoved... Well, the strength of Lian Emei and Yanmo Hanba still gave him a great shock, while the white-haired swordsman and Yuren Feijing amazed him even more.
But his biggest feeling was relief. In such a short time, he had made great progress. He was now able to spar with the white-haired swordsman. He was no longer the Lung Mist who was killed by a second-rate assassin with a single blow.
The devil's palace.
Yama, the drought demon, sat on the throne, his face full of displeasure, his whole body exuding a low-pressure atmosphere.
No one dared to offend the Demon Lord. After a moment, the Demon Lord finally spoke: "Teng Xie, what are your thoughts?"
Ghost knows: I am the prophet of the Demon Realm, the chief strategist of the First Palace! So, will love disappear, Demon Lord?
Tengxie: What's my opinion? I feel sorry for the Demon Lord, and I congratulate him. Although the righteous path has won, a victorious army will be arrogant, and an arrogant army will be defeated. Although our side has lost, a defeated army will be sorrowful, and a sorrowful army will be victorious!
Teng Xie naturally dared not flirt with the Demon Lord in public, but silently offered his respect before calmly speaking, "The Ghost Liang Army's assistance to the righteous path is a display of the Demon Lord's power, making the world of Ghost Liang uneasy."
"Hmph, Gui Liang Tianxia, I'll see how good he really is after this! And what else?"
"If Lian Emei hadn't intervened this time, the righteous path would have had a hard time turning the tide. In other words, the righteous path's advantage rests entirely on Lian Emei, and this is already Lian Emei's limit. Unless she finds a way to enhance her power, she will be unable to defeat the Demon Lord."
This made me realize that since Mu Shaoai hadn't appeared this time, and the Demon Lord's negotiations with Pope Yi Liu had gone smoothly, I should congratulate the Demon Lord on the success of his plan.
"Ha, that's right. The days when the Emei sect can be so arrogant are numbered!"
Teng Xie's words soothed the Demon Lord considerably, and he continued, "The only thing to worry about now is that Buddha Sword Fen Shuo must have seen the key to the Demon Realm... Ghost Knows, go find Devouring Buddha Child; I need the Second Hall to oversee the relocation of the Demon Realm base!"
"Yes."
Who knew that he had gone from being a prophet to a gofer, yet he dared not complain and obediently left.
"Tengxie, go and take this place, corrupt the earth's veins, and open a new entrance for unforeseen circumstances."
As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. Although Yama Hanba is domineering and fierce, he will not blindly confront Lian Emei. This is the difference between him and Lian Emei. Lian Emei still regards him as an opponent, but he has already regarded Lian Emei as prey.
When the prey is powerful, the hunter will naturally avoid its strength and set a trap to hunt it down.
Tengxie took the road map that the Demon Lord threw to him, opened it and saw that a place that should be a Zen temple was marked on the map, with the words "Canliao Jingyuan" written on it.
This is... A scene flashed through Teng Xie's mind, and he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. Without making a sound, he bowed and went to receive his orders to muster the troops.
Canliao Jingyuan.
This is a secluded place, a small nunnery, but a good place for cultivation. It is a ley line node with abundant spiritual energy.
At this time, the cultivator who was at peace with the world encountered the covetousness of demons.
"Shelp it up."
Tengxie arrived with his troops, and with a wave of his hand, his demon soldiers surrounded the Zen temple.
He had no intention of holding back. He had no thought of clearing his name, turning to the righteous path, or becoming a great hero. He was a demon, an alien demon who had committed countless killings in the Dao Realm, the Mysterious Sect, the Ten Thousand Saints Rock, and the Central Plains.
He didn't want to pretend or hide himself for the rest of his life, and the identity of Teng Xielang could never be cleared.
But he also didn't want to make killing and destruction his mission, or to fight the righteous path to the death.
He only wanted to survive in this perilous and treacherous situation; he just wanted no one to hurt him or force him to do anything he didn't want to do.
"My friends, it's not that I want to harm you, it's that this chaotic world wants to harm you..." Teng Xie sighed inwardly, waved his hand again, and uttered without any emotional fluctuation, "Kill."
Mo Ci'er and Pan Xiong immediately led their troops into the temple, and soon screams filled the air.
But the screams stopped abruptly very quickly.
Although the Zen monastery is an excellent place for spiritual practice, the practitioners who live in seclusion only practice Buddhism and not martial arts... except for one person.
"what!"
A moment later, another shrill scream rang out, but it wasn't from a cultivator; it was from Mo Ci'er.
Teng Xie sensed the intense energy that suddenly erupted in the Zen temple. It was ferocious and vicious, and possessed an extremely strange and twisted destructive power. He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. Sure enough, the person from his memory was right here.
He flashed and rushed towards the aura, arriving at the main hall in the blink of an eye.
Then they saw a nun with hair still attached, a hideous scar on her face, holding a long, narrow willow-leaf knife, staring fiercely at the barely alive Demon Thorn on the ground, while Pan Xiong looked at her in utter shock.
"Why, why force me to kill? Why remind me of the feeling of killing? Hahaha..."
The nun laughed loudly, her laughter gradually becoming ferocious and twisted. Then, her eyes erupted with an even more twisted and insane killing intent, and her long sword thrust straight at Teng Xie without warning!
"retreat."
Teng Xie retreated with a shout, and with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew the Demon Thorn toward Pan Xiong. The strange blade light on the longsword was about to slash into his chest!