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Volume Two: Deceiving the World and Stealing Fame Chapter 33: Helpless to Take Action, Asking for Red Tickets, Asking for Rewards

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    I thought that this sword demon was besieged here by the ancestors of the Taoist sect. Then every ten years when the Floating Cloud Cave was opened, the disciples would be sent to kill this sword demon.  Although the weirdness of this demonic realm allowed a demonic realm monk to be resurrected, his strength was gradually eroded. After hundreds of years of suffering, he actually still has the demon king's cultivation level comparable to that of the demon king and the Yuanying monks.  The tyranny of his previous cultivation was evident.

    After thinking about it for a few times, Li Tianyi shook his head. The Taoist disciples who entered the Floating Cloud Cave were undoubtedly at the Golden Core stage, but the previous Taoist Golden Core disciples joined forces to kill the sword demon again and again, and  Today, there are also four golden elixirs, but there is almost no way to deal with this sword demon. The Taoist appearance in the outside world seems to be grand, but secretly it is gradually declining.

    But Li Tianyi¡¯s idea was only half right.  Whether it is a forbidden method or a trapping formation, as time goes by, this effect will gradually be reduced a lot. Moreover, when Taoist disciples come to kill the sword demon for hundreds of years, this sacrifice will be more or less affected.  The altar and other objects, coupled with the fact that when the sword demon was resurrected, he would always attack the altar that trapped him, this forbidden method was no longer as effective as before, and Jia Xu and the four of them were naturally struggling.

    At this time, the sword demon went crazy and activated his demonic energy. Although his cultivation was still at the level of the Demon King, his aura was so high that pieces of demonic clouds on the altar rushed everywhere, like black clouds pressing down on the city, covering the entire city.  The sky was covered, and even the light was dimmed a lot.

    "Destroy the demon," Mu Wan'er's face turned pale. She had never heard of this situation from her seniors. Seeing something strange about the sword demon, why didn't she seize the opportunity? Then she took out the talisman and took another mouthful of semen.  Blood sprayed on it, and raging fire burned on the talismans one by one, like hundreds of paper cranes boiling, forming a chain of flames and wrapping around the puppet's arms, with both ends condensing.  A pair of watermelon hammers.

    Pointing his fingers towards the sword demon's body, Mu Wan'er scolded, and a white light flashed in the puppet's eyes. It stepped on the ground with its legs, leaving holes of different sizes, and threw its whole body onto the altar.  The chain in his hand suddenly swung up, and the two watermelon hammers hit the sword demon's body.

    The two monks Zhi Ming proclaimed the name of Buddha, and they both slapped it with one palm.  The round, snow-white palms clapped together, and Buddha's power spurted out from their palms like a giant dragon spitting water. The two relics swirled around, rushed into them, entangled together, and turned into a sixth-grade lotus platform.  The two relics gradually rose up in the lotus platform, turning into two golden Buddha lotuses growing side by side.

    The Buddha beads in his hand were circled around his wrist several times, and they were also suspended in the air, turning into two golden mirrors. The Buddha's light in the mirror poured down and rushed into the lotus platform.  Watered by it, the golden Buddha lotus grew several feet again, opened like a giant umbrella, and rotated towards the hilt of the sword demon's body.

    "Demon flames surge into the sky! Sacrifice in purgatory!"

    They all acted with all their strength. The sword demon who had descended to the Demon King realm also felt the threat. As he roared repeatedly, the entire blade suddenly ignited into a raging fire, and the black flame flickered there like a dim light.  The phantom appeared again, raising his hands high, and the black demonic energy in the air poured in, turning into a sword.  He roared again, and the sword suddenly fell from top to bottom.

    The power of this sword actually contains the sword demon's lifelong fighting spirit and sword intention, and it is also mixed with the resentment accumulated in his heart for hundreds of years, and the feeling of being unstoppable arises spontaneously.  As if a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, the blade of the sword suddenly slashed with a flash of fire, directly hitting the sixth-grade lotus platform in front of him.

    There was a "bang" sound, and the sound wave exploded. His ears were like being hit by a thunder hammer, and the fish was stunned. Jia Xu, who was lying on the ground quietly adjusting his breath, was the first to bear the brunt. He vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body was sore.  After a few moments, he passed out directly.  Looking towards the lotus platform again, a circle of Buddha's light had already risen around it. The circle firmly withstood the sword, and there was a stalemate for a while.

    But the sword demon, who was swinging the sword with all his strength, had no time to pay attention. The two huge watermelon hammers in the puppet's hands undoubtedly hit the sword demon's body directly.  The body of the sword was originally cracked. After receiving these two hammers, it immediately broke into a section. A huge fragment peeled off from it. After falling to the ground, it was directly inserted into the altar, standing upright, in the gap.  The smelly black blood flowed down like a waterfall, filling the recesses of the altar almost instantly, and slowly overflowing outwards.

    There was a loud "chichi" sound, and wisps of green smoke rose from the black blood. The altar trembled slowly, and it was also working with all its strength to resist the erosion of the demonic blood.

    Suffering such a serious injury, the sword demon phantom became more and more courageous as he fought. He suddenly drew the sword, turned around and struck again.  Between the lightning and flint, before the lotus platform could advance any further, the second sword was about to strike again. With an indomitable killing intent, the blade slashed down suddenly, black clouds surged into it, and the round shield of Buddha's power seemed to be as thin as a knife.  Paper is normal, cut directly into itIn the middle, a Buddha lotus had its root broken and was chopped and flew out.  The Buddha Lotus shook a few times and turned into a dim relic that flew back. Monk Zhiming immediately fell to the ground with a miserable cry, making no sound.

    The sword destroyed half of the sixth-grade lotus platform. Zhiyuan glanced at the puppet's legs soaked in demon blood, and the lower body was completely black. However, he swung the two hammers in his hands and hit the blade again. He did not retreat at that moment, and his body  He took a few steps forward, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and chanted Buddhist chants. The incomplete lotus platform spun around in a circle and suddenly fell down, directly hitting the hilt of the sword demon's body.

    Being attacked from above and below, Dao Mo's sword reacted with force, and a black smoke hung up. Under the fire, the blade once again slashed at the bottom of the incomplete lotus platform!

    The golden light exploded, and the Buddha's power fell like golden water droplets.  The black demonic blood had gathered into a blood pool on the altar, and the golden Buddha's power fell into it, and was swallowed up completely by the demonic blood in the blink of an eye.  And some of them fell on the chains that trapped the sword demon's body. The chains and talismans were stimulated by the power of the Buddha, and they immediately transformed into electro-optical soldiers. They split into two groups and rushed into the sword demon's body.  He rushed down around the chain and submerged himself into the altar.

    The lotus platform was completely damaged. At that last moment, Zhiyuan smiled indifferently towards Mu Wan'er and recited Buddhist inscriptions in his mouth. The incomplete lotus platform exploded completely, and the Buddha's power spread out like a heavy rain, rushing into the void.  On the shadow, there was a popping sound, burning countless big holes in the shadow.  A relic was directly chopped into the middle by the sword in Xu Ying's hand. After a slight clicking sound, the vitality of Zhiyuan's relic was severely injured. He did not know where it was struck. Blood was sprinkled from his mouth and his eyes were closed tightly.  It was like a piece of wood and fell directly backward to the ground.

    At this time, the second hammer had done its job, and another fragment of the sword was knocked away diagonally, hitting the chain, making a sound of gold and iron, and fell outside the altar, motionless.

    "Hey!" He raised his voice and Xuying saw that the third hammer was about to fall again. He hit the sword in his hand with the relic and it collapsed. He immediately made fists with both hands and hit the puppet's head from top to bottom without hesitation.  go.

    With lightning and flint, Mu Wan'er saw the two monks Zhi Ming fall to the ground and passed out before even taking back a single relic. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Her two red lips had been bitten so hard that not even a trace of blood could be seen.  He had no choice but to control the puppet and hit the sword demon's body with all his strength.  At this moment, the sword demon smashed down his fists, and immediately flew up in the air. He grabbed a talisman in each hand, and when he threw it, the talismans connected into a long snake and continued to wrap around his fists.

    "Seeking death! If you stand in my way, I will kill you!"

    The Sword Demon looked at Mu Wan'er coldly, and suddenly punched down with both fists, passing the talisman and seal, and the fist wind overflowed and hit Mu Wan'er.  Mu Wan'er's sect is from Lingpuppet Mountain. If it comes to the skills of talismans, seal scripts and mechanisms, his sect is undoubtedly the best in the world, but when it comes to teaching and cultivation, it really doesn't rank high.  At this moment, he saw two fists that were a bit bigger than his whole body coming directly. One of his fingers pointed towards the puppet, and all his Dao Yuan was merged into the puppet. The flame chains on the puppet's arms were even more fierce.  The watermelon hammer has grown in a circle, and the third hammer has arrived in front of the sword demon's body.

    Smiling slightly, Mu Wan'er actually didn't dodge, holding a stack of talismans in front of her chest, her eyes just looking at the two hammers in the puppet's hands, ignoring the incoming fists, as if waiting for death.

    How could this talisman withstand the sword demon's full-force punch? Before it could reach him, the wind of the fist had already activated the talismans one by one, and then the fists were as powerful as breaking bamboo, directly breaking down the talismans.  The big net was scattered, and the punch reached just a few feet in front of Mu Wan'er, covering her tightly like a huge black shadow.

    "Boom!" With a sound, the puppet did not live up to Mu Wan'er's expectations and hit the sword demon's main body half way up the sword.  Withstanding these three hammers without any resistance, the sword cracked and broke directly in the middle. A huge section flew out and landed outside the altar. It actually carved a deep hole in the ground.  Come, and then fell heavily to the ground.  The wound of the half-broken sword was like a leak from the sky, like the Milky Way tilting upside down, and the smelly demon blood fell directly, making a gurgling sound.

    Already determined to kill, the sword demon did not care about the setback in his body. His fists did not pause at all, and fell directly on Mu Wan'er's body. The long flying hair was broken by the wind of the fist.  Many of them were directly turned into debris in the fist wind and disappeared with the wind.

    At this moment, a silver figure suddenly appeared in the void, and punched out, the lightning flashed, and the shadow's fists struck in the air, and they were firmly pressed against each other.

    Mu Wan'er felt a huge force coming from her waist, and she retreated without any resistance. Then she was suddenly enveloped in a ball of warmth. Smelling the familiar aroma coming from behind, Mu Wan'er fainted.  Smiling, he looked up and saw Li Tianyi's sculpted cheeks.
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