Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 660 - 660 Xing Tian?

As he fell, Asura roared and opened his fists and feet, attacking Xu Qi'an frantically.

Puff, puff, puff... His fists, elbows, knees and other parts turned into the sharpest weapons, causing Xu Qi'an, who had lost his Vajra Divine Power, to suffer multiple fractures and blood and flesh splattering.

But soon, Asura's strength began to decline, and his breath flowed as usual, but every time he attacked with his luck, he would feel severe pain in his heart, weakness in his limbs, and dizziness.

The qi that originally flowed smoothly in the meridians now put a great burden on the body.

"How is it? The taste of the magic nail is good, right?"

Xu Qi'an spat out a mouthful of blood foam and grinned:

"The heart is the head of the five internal organs. Without it, how can your Shura blood flow?"

He laughed wildly and hit Asura's forehead with a head hammer, causing him to see stars and his eyes to roll back.

When a warrior fights, the circulation of his blood depends entirely on the heart. When it stops pumping blood, the brain will be deprived of oxygen, the blood in the body will be blocked, and the limbs will become weak.

Xu Qi'an knew the pain very well. The strong vitality of the extraordinary warrior prevented him from dying, but the pain was constant.

Fortunately, when he was in the realm of spiritual cultivation, he had tempered his soul to be extremely powerful, and his willpower was firm, so he did not collapse under the pain.

Every extraordinary warrior has terrible resilience. .

Taking a deep breath, the penetrating wound on his chest and the injuries all over his body recovered quickly. Xu Qi'an launched a counterattack, using his fists, feet, elbows, and knees, and the hard parts of his body turned into weapons. He fought back the way Asura hit him just now.

Bang, bang, bang.....

In the crisp sound of firecrackers, blood kept splashing from Asura's body.

The youngest son of the Shura King had red eyes and a beast-like roar in his throat. He tried his best to resist, but it was difficult to reverse the decline.

On the other side, Sun Xuanji landed lightly on the top of the tower, and a circular formation appeared under his feet. Layer by layer, the twelve circular formations divided the pagoda into twelve evenly spaced parts.

Then, the upper six formations rotated clockwise, and the lower six formations rotated counterclockwise.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The golden Buddhist texts covering the outer layer of the sealed tower exploded one by one. This was not violent destruction, but a more sophisticated means of breaking the formation, which fundamentally disintegrated the Buddhist texts that formed the seal formation.

The monks watching the battle from a distance looked at this scene, their faces were dull and confused. Just like before, they did not understand this unpredictable and extraordinary battle.

These two foreign thieves were able to force Venerable Asura to open the power of his bloodline, which was a glorious record even if they died.

This was indeed the case. Facing Venerable Asura who opened the power of his bloodline, the unknown Vajra retreated step by step and fled in panic.

The sorcerer in the sky could only dodge cold shots.

However, after Asura Venerable attacked the turret, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The unknown foreign thief King Kong turned the tables and beat Asura Venerable without any chance to fight back.

And this was not a fluke. They could clearly sense that Asura Venerable's breath was rapidly falling.

"Form, form a formation..."

The old monk's lips trembled, and he roared in the Western language:

"Quickly form a formation to help Asura Venerable kill the foreign enemies and protect the pagoda."

"You're looking for death!"

Xu Qian'an kicked Asura's chest with both feet and threw out the Taiping sword at the same time.

Swoosh~

The Taiping sword whistled away, turning into a dark golden light like a swimming fish, and flexibly weaved among the monks.

Wherever it passed, the Zen masters fell down one after another, their heads flew off, their upper bodies were separated from their lower bodies, or their knees were cut off.

Only a few fourth-grade Zen masters used Zen skills at critical moments, and the Buddha's light protected their bodies to block the cutting of the knife light.

In the past extraordinary combat power, the Taiping Sword performed as mediocre as its name, and even a little bit lame, but it did not mean that it was not strong.

The main reason was that the enemy faced by the owner was too high-ranking, and it was difficult for a small broken sword that had just been born with intelligence to play a decisive role.

However, during this period of time, it was nurtured in the dragon's energy, and its edge became sharper.

It has gradually grown and can play a great role in the extraordinary realm.

And now dealing with this group of Zen masters cannot be said to be cutting melons and vegetables, but only to bean curd.

"Form a formation on the spot!"

An old monk roared.

The Zen masters immediately responded, and several or dozens of people sat cross-legged on the spot to form a Zen formation.

Sure enough, it blocked the invincible divine weapon, making it difficult for it to break through the layers of golden light that protected the body, but this also made the monks unable to help Asura and prevent Sun Xuanji from breaking the formation.

Amid the "crackling" sound of the broken beams and the "crashing" sound of the scattered bricks, the sealed tower finally collapsed.

Sun Xuanji took this opportunity to see the scene inside the tower clearly.

In the center of the first floor, there is an octagonal base cast in gold, and on the base is a lotus platform cast in gold.

Both the base and the lotus are engraved with dense Buddhist texts, which are part of the sealing formation, but now these Buddhist texts are dim and have become pure engravings, no longer magical.

On the lotus platform, there are agile and slender thighs with smooth muscle curves.

It has been sealed here for five hundred years, but there is no sign of withering and exhaustion, and it is as fresh as the legs of a living person.

The sealed tower has three floors, and many Zen masters sit cross-legged on each floor.

As the pagoda collapsed, these Zen masters kept sitting cross-legged and fell one after another. Even if they fell from a high altitude, they still kept sitting cross-legged, without waking up or resisting.

Sun Xuanji opened the sachet and aimed at the legs.

The sachet whirled and easily took the legs in. Then, he glanced at the Zen masters who were crooked like sculptures, hesitated a little, and gave up the idea of ​​killing all these Zen masters.

Before the two sides had a hostile fight, these Zen masters were innocent people in the eyes of Senior Brother Sun.

He couldn't convince himself to kill innocent people.

Even if these Zen masters would be his enemies one day in the future, that would be a matter of the future. When that time comes, he will not be soft-hearted in killing the enemies.

"Good!"

Sun Xuanji roared concisely, and a clear light rose under his feet, teleporting back to the turret.

The turret burst into a clear light and then disappeared into the dark night sky.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an did not hesitate and decisively gave up the combo against Asura. He stared at the pagoda rising into the air and shouted:

"Peace!"

The Taiping sword whistled back, allowing the owner to step on the blade's spine, and the two men flew away with one sword.

It's not that Xu Qi'an was soft-hearted. Asura's breath plummeted after being hit by a magic nail, but it didn't mean that the young son of the Shura King was useless. He was still in the extraordinary realm.

And Wu Fu was notoriously difficult to kill. The remains of Shenshu had been taken away, so there was no need to stay here any longer. If he was late, something would happen.

.......

After a big battle, the Nanfa Temple was a little messy. The damage was mainly concentrated in the west courtyard. The rest of the area, except for the sword that Xu Qi'an slashed, which penetrated most of the Nanfa Temple, was basically not affected.

Asura sat cross-legged on a square without a good brick, with the background of the collapsed pagoda.

His skin was no longer dark, but it was not the dark gold color that only King Kong had. The fire ring behind his head was extinguished. At this moment, he looked more like an ordinary monk.

At most, he was ugly and handsome.

The dark gold nails lay quietly in front of him.

Venerable Asura, of course, mastered the secret method to unlock the magic nails and had the ability to do so.

Fortunately, only one magic nail entered his body. Although his strength was damaged, he did not become a disabled person and still had the strength to remove it by himself.

If all nine magic nails were driven into his body, he would have to return to Alanta to seek help from Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

An old monk led a dozen disciples into the west courtyard. The disciples stopped where they were. The old monk walked forward slowly and put his hands together:

"Venerable Asura, the demon monk's limbs were taken away. What should we do?"

The old monk had a wrinkled face and a skinny body. He was the abbot of Nanfa Temple, Master Pannian.

He was 109 years old.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, the most respected people in the current Buddhist sect are those with the surname "Pan", and the previous generation is the surname "Du". The monks with the surname "Du" have either achieved extraordinary achievements or have long turned into yellow earth.

The strong in the extraordinary field cannot be described as respected.

"I will tell Guangxian Bodhisattva."

Asura sat cross-legged majestically, neither happy nor sad.

The host Pan Nian nodded, and said in an old and hoarse voice:

"Should we send disciples to hunt down the monsters in the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

The Buddhist sect has been operating in the southern border for many years, with strong soldiers and many masters, far more powerful than the monsters, otherwise it would not be able to rule the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Asura shook his head:

"Order each city to store food and medicine, strengthen the city walls, and cut down trees to clear the way."

Pan Nian was shocked:

"You mean......"

Each of these orders is used in times of famine and war. The Hundred Thousand Mountains are rich in resources and inexhaustible, so there is no famine problem.

There is only one answer.

Asura's expression is solemn, keeping his hands together:

"The South Demon has been patient for five hundred years, secretly accumulating strength, and it is time to make a comeback. I will contact Alanta about this matter.

"The Hundred Thousand Mountains have entered the territory of Buddhism and will never change. This time, we will completely break up the fate of the South Demon."

Pan Nian let out a breath and asked the doubts that still troubled him:

"Who was the Vajra you just fought with?"

Asura asked back: "Who else could it be the extraordinary warrior of Dafeng who practices Vajra magic and has a relationship with the Sitianjian? "

A name popped up in the mind of the host Pan Nian - Xu Qian'an!

"It's him..."

The host Pan Nian had a complicated expression and said with great sorrow:

"This boy has grown to this point. I failed to accept him into the Buddhist sect. I missed the opportunity, a great opportunity."

The tone was full of hatred and regret.

........

In the valley, the bonfire was blazing.

Miao Youfang and the Hongying Dharma Protectors, Qingmu Dharma Protectors, Baiyuan Dharma Protectors, and more than a dozen demon tribesmen drank and talked happily, singing and dancing to celebrate the successful completion of the operation.

"The gunpowder of Dafeng is really well-deserved. It's really fun to explode."

A horse demon patted his chest and said excitedly: "I wish I could wipe out the people of the Western Regions and rescue my fellow tribesmen who are in dire straits."

The Hongying Dharma Protector raised his glass quickly: "The successful completion of this operation is due to the contributions of Xu Yinluo and Miao Daxia. Let us raise our glasses to toast the distinguished guests who came from afar. "

With just a few words, Miao Youfang was brought to the center of the stage and became the focus of the demons' attention.

Miao Youfang listened to the voices of "Miao hero" one after another, and his heart was drunk before his body was drunk.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Miao Youfang bowed and said loudly:

"It is my duty as a Central Plains person to help the weak when I see injustice. Although you are demons, you are enthusiastic and straightforward. In Miao's eyes, you are far more worthy of friendship than most humans.

"Miao toasts you all."

While looking up to drink, he glanced at several demon women with firm waists and beautiful faces.

I wonder if the demons are open to love between men and women? I risked my life to throw explosives everywhere in the city. It shouldn't be too much for them to arrange a few demon women to sleep with me. It's really good to follow Xu Yinluo...Miao Youfang was full of imagination.

At this time, he found that the white ape guardian not far away was staring at him with clear blue eyes.

Not good! !

Miao Youfang's heart trembled, and his adrenaline soared. If he let this monkey demon say what he just thought, then he would become the next Li Lingsu.

At that time, he could only leave the Shiwan Mountains with his face covered and crying.

At this critical moment, the red tassel guardian threw away the wine bowl in his hand, flew towards the Yuan guardian, knocked him down, and covered the other's thick lips with both hands.

"Don't spoil the fun!"

The red tassel guardian warned.

The white ape guardian looked at him stubbornly and shook his head slightly.

His ability has exceeded the scope of the fourth rank, and it is not something he can control if he wants to.

Seeing this, the Qingmu guardian silently picked up the vine cane.

The white ape guardian glanced at the cane and nodded silently.

The red tassel guardian then let go.

The White Ape Guardian tore off the corner of his clothes, covered his eyes, and turned his back to the crowd.

In this way, the voices of the people present could still reach his ears, but he could no longer tell who those voices belonged to.

Miao Youfang breathed a sigh of relief, held the hand of the Red Tassel Guardian tightly, and said sincerely:

"Red Tassel Guardian, a lifelong friend."

........

Inside the cave.

After taking the elixir given by Sun Xuanji and adjusting his breath a little, Xu Qi'an's breath returned to its peak.

"Asura is too scary, he is not something that a third-grade can deal with."

Xu Qi'an said with lingering fear.

"It's good that Xu Lang is okay."

Ye Ji served tea and water beside him, with a distressed look on her face. After Xu Qian'an finished drinking the water, she said:

"This part of Master Shenshu's limbs can help Xu Lang remove two magic nails. In this way, you only have the last magic nail left."

"Congratulations." Bai Ji raised her two little paws and clasped her hands.

Sun Xuanji, who was standing next to him, nodded slightly after hearing this:

"Very..."

Ye Ji looked at him with a smile, waiting and waiting, but there was no follow-up, and she looked back at her lover in a daze.

At this time, Sun Xuanji said:

"Good!"

Very good...Ye Ji looked at Xu Qian'an eagerly, and suddenly understood why he had asked the White Ape Guardian to help Sun Xuanji speak.

"Just get used to it."

Xu Qi'an said in a voice transmission, and looked at Sun Xuanji: "Brother Sun, let's release Shenshu's limbs."

Sun Xuanji took off the sachet hanging on his waist, untied it, and gently tilted it.

Pah!

The two legs fell out.

Xu Qi'an examined the legs with smooth muscle lines, turned his head and looked at Fuxiang:

"No residual soul?"

He didn't feel the fluctuation of the soul in the thighs.

Ye Ji explained:

"The master has been sealed for five hundred years and is sleeping. It takes blood to wake him up. Not much, one drop is enough. But you don't need your blood, Xu Lang, you can use mine."

Sun Xuanji scanned the grotto, found pen, ink, paper and inkstone by himself, and wrote:

"The trunk, arms and legs are all there, where is the head?"

"The head should be in Alandra, suppressed by the Buddha himself." Xu Qi'an remembered the words of the evil left arm in the pagoda.

Master Shenshu is now really Xingtian. Hmm, he needs to be equipped with a set of Ganqi... He muttered in his heart.

"Xu Lang, we still don't know whether the soul in this part of the body is good or evil. Let me report the result to the queen first."

Fuxiang is still so steady and proper in doing things... Xu Qian'an said "hmm".

Ye Ji immediately took out the fox incense burner, rubbed the black incense, and when the green smoke floated up, she inhaled it into her nose.

After a while, a strong will revived in her body, and her left eye exuded a smoky light.

The nine-tailed fox did not speak, and stared at the two legs on the table.