Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 141: Waving the Sword Like Playing the Zither, Killing the Demon Subduing Monk with Three Sword Strikes (3)

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The Ink Pool Sword that was flicked away brought about an uncatchable shadow with a light swipe of An Le’s finger. It was like a bee that had burrowed into the flowers and shuttled through and danced at high speed!

Monk Fakong’s expression did not change. He kept tapping with the burning iron rod, and sparks of fire kept bursting out. A series of crisp and subtle sounds kept echoing between the sparks!Please visit fr𝐞𝐞w𝒏.𝒸𝑜𝔪 website to read fastest update

It was even clearer than the sound of rain falling from the roof, and more urgent than the fluttering of wild bees!

After a short confrontation, the rain continued to fall.

A smile appeared on Monk Fakong’s face. “Amitabha. Benefactor… If that’s all, I’ll begin to exorcise you.”

Before he could finish speaking, Monk Fakong’s body actually swelled up. The smile on his face disappeared and became ferocious and angry, like an angry Golden Arhat.

A mysterious martial arts intent spread out, and killing intent surged. An Le felt his mental power go into a daze. West Lake turned into a blood lake, and the spring rain that filled the sky turned into a rain of blood.

Glaring Vajra Mystic Intent!

An Le was only half a step away from Body Tempering Mystic Intent. At this moment, he also reacted a little. He was affected by the Mystic Intent.

However, Monk Fakong was already close. The burning iron rod smashed down brazenly. An Le’s eyes narrowed, and the Qi Blood in his body surged. Scriptures circulated under every inch of his skin!

Roar!!!

With a furious roar, the ancient demon tiger roared at the stars and shattered the streams of light!

Green Mountain fell into his hand, and An Le blocked the rod with his sword.

After receiving this rod, his body suddenly sank. Terrifying Connate Force spread out from the burning iron rod. An Le spread his legs out and borrowed the force to offset the force. He then retreated agilely with the Ancient Demon Ape Form.

Monk Fakong extended his rod horizontally and suddenly stabbed. The rod was like a spear, like a flood dragon!

THUD!

Sword against staff, the sound of explosions burst out.

An Le’s figure was suddenly sent flying 100 feet away like a kite by the Connate Force in the air.

However, Monk Fakong was unreasonable. After succeeding in one move, he wanted to continue suppressing An Le and kill him in one go!

The staff was like a dragon as it crushed over again without any reason.

An Le pressed down with his sword finger. The Ink Pool Sword shot out like a raindrop and slashed at Monk Fakong’s neck.

However, Monk Fakong raised his hand and grabbed at the five fingers on the side. An invisible claw shadow seemed to appear.

“Demon Trapping Buddha Hand!”

Ding, ding, ding!

Crisp sounds rang out repeatedly. The Ink Pool Sword collided with the Buddhist hand of Fakong’s Lotus Flower Temple, but it was as if it was sealed in a cage and could not break free!

“Benefactor, your demon qi should be purified. This monk can’t stand demon qi the most in my life. All those who associate with demons should be killed!” Fakong said.

The staff in his hand smashed down again, wanting to shatter An Le’s head. If it hit, it would definitely shatter into pieces, and his bones and brain would fly out.

At this moment, Fakong was very relaxed because he knew that the young man in front of him could not defeat him. The difference was too great. A fifth-stage Body Tempering cultivator against a third-stage Body Tempering cultivator was completely crushing.

An Le wanted to use the Body Tempering cultivation method to make up for the difference?

However, the cultivation method he, Fakong, learned was also a top-notch Body Tempering cultivation method. Once the Glaring Vajra Arhat Body was completed, An Le would only be left with the fate of being crushed.

Fakong’s eyes were ruthless. He relied on his powerful physical body at the fifth realm of Body Tempering to grab the Ink Pool Sword with his palm. As long as he blocked An Le’s two imposing swords, it would be time for him to counterattack!

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

The Ink Pool Sword trembled slightly and let out a clear sword cry.

The corners of An Le’s lips curled up as he glanced at the captured Ink Pool Sword. In the Sword Furnace in the Niwan Palace, his Primordial Spirit opened its eyes. The Heart Sword embryo hung in front of him. He flicked his finger and spat out a sound.

Waving the sword was like playing the zither!

Five Killer Tunes!

“Gong!”

The Five Killer Notes fused with the Ink Pool Sword’s sword qi!

Monk Fakong’s heart trembled. He wanted to let go, but it was too late. The Ink Pool Sword trembled and emitted a terrifying annihilation sword qi.

His domineering Buddhist hand exploded, and his blood, flesh, and bones were shattered.

Ink Pool Sword used the momentum to stab into Monk Fakong’s arm, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

However, the Primordial Spirit in the Sword Furnace between An Le’s eyebrows continued to flick the sword.

He hit the sword twice and used the next two tunes!

After the Ink Pool Sword pierced into Monk Fakong’s arm and erupted with a sword cry, it fused with the Five Killer Notes and exploded for the second time in a row!

With one explosion, Monk Fakong’s entire arm disappeared!

With the second explosion, half of Monk Fakong’s body shattered!

Waving the sword was like playing the zither, and the sword hum was like the sound of the zither.

He used the Five Killer Notes to challenge the fifth realm of Body Tempering!

Monk Fakong completely lost the chance to resist and could no longer block An

Le’s sword qi.

The drizzle began to fall.

Monk Fakong, who had half of his body blown up, widened his eyes in disbelief.

Green Mountain returned and held the sword in his hand. Qi Blood Force surged into Green Mountain, and sword qi spewed out. An Le did not waste his breath on the dying Monk Fakong and slashed across. A hot-blooded head immediately rolled down.

Demon Subduing Master Fakong died.

And yet.

After killing Monk Fakong, An Le’s aura suddenly soared. He slowly turned around and looked at the hexagonal heavy-brimmed pagoda, the Lake Gazing

Building, that towered by the lake.

He had a thought.

The Ink Pool Sword whistled out. An Le took a step forward and stepped on the

Ink Pool Sword.

Sword light wreaked havoc.

His white clothes and wide sleeves fluttered with the spring wind, rain, and killing intent.

It was as if the peerless Sword Immortal had soared up while riding on his sword..

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