"As a Buddhist disciple, you didn't expect me to have such a sinister move, right?" Xu Dingcheng's face was ferocious as he laughed wildly.
This was not an ordinary Monkey Steals a Peach. It contained the most intense Devil Qi. It was a killer move that gathered hatred, murderous intent, and ferocity.
Anyone who was hit by it, unless they had cultivated to the Immortal Emperor Realm, would be poisoned. Their Celestial Core Power would be melted, and their Dao would collapse!
Even Xu Dingcheng himself would not dare to take this move lightly!
Seeing that the black claws were about to hit him, Xu Que's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly smiled and put his palms together. "Amitabha, this poor monk has been waiting for your sneak attack for a long time."
The Buddha's Aura suddenly shrank and formed a golden barrier that enveloped Xu Que's body.
At the same time, a pitch-black hole suddenly appeared in front of the claws.
"Huh?"
Xu Dingcheng frowned when he saw this. He suddenly realized that the situation was not good.
In the next second, another black hole opened under him, and the claws stabbed into the black hole under Xu Que.
Whoosh!
"Ah … Ow ow ow ow!"
Xu Dingcheng's expression suddenly changed. Before he had time to realize the problem, he suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The claws actually stabbed out from the black hole under him and fiercely grabbed at some unspeakable place.
Buttface, who had just rushed over, immediately felt a chill under his body and hurriedly held his family heirloom tightly.
"Teacher Duan, Brother Achilles's Celestial Technique is getting more and more sinister!" Buttface's face was full of horror. Obviously, he had already imagined how miserable it would be for those who were hit by this move from Xu Dingcheng's fate.
Duan Jiude stroked his beard and said after a moment of silence, "Why don't we not go over first?"
"This deity agrees. Great minds think alike."
"Ah … Bastard, despicable and vulgar!"
"Ouch … It hurts so much, damn it …"
Although his body was filled with Devil Qi, Xu Dingcheng almost instantly lost all his strength when his vital part was hit.
The sharp blades of venomous resentment continuously corroded his wounds, causing his entire body to tremble and fall into a temporary state of paralysis.
"How shameless must one be to come up with such a spell!?"
Xu Dingcheng was shocked.
Buttface had a look of approval on his face. He applauded and said, "Brother Achilles is indeed a role model for our generation. This deity still needs to learn from you."
Xu Que's silhouette flashed, and he turned into a golden light. He then appeared in front of Xu Dingcheng, and raised his long sword high in the air.
"Amitabha, this poor monk will send you to the afterlife."
Then, the long sword in his hand emitted a rich golden light, and an incomparably sharp aura gushed out, almost tearing the void apart.
"What kind of Buddhist disciple are you?!"
Xu Dingcheng roared angrily. He was on the verge of going crazy. This was the first time he had seen a monk using a sword.
This was f * cking ridiculous!
Xu Que ignored him and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.
CLANG!
A deafening sound of metal rang out. Xu Que frowned and tried his best to hold the long sword so that it didn't fall out of his hand.
D * mn, how could this guy be so hard?
He looked over and found that a thick shield separated him from Xu Dingcheng. There was only a shallow sword mark on the shield.
"F * ck! What is this? "
Xu Que was stunned. This was the celestial artifact that Jianling had been residing in.
Ever since he had started in the Heaven Continent, Jianling had fallen into a long sleep in order to repair himself.
During this period, he had woken up a few times. Xu Que had taken advantage of this opportunity to choose the best of the best and change Jianling's lodging place.
This celestial artifact was a real middle-grade celestial artifact. After Jianling had been residing in it, its power had been multiplied.
How could it not be able to cut through a shield?
"Boy, that is transformed from the Source of the Demonic Qi of an Extraterritorial Demon. Of course, you can't cut through it with your own strength." Jianling suddenly woke up at this time and transmitted his voice to Xu Que. "Have you ever practiced the sword art that I taught you before?"
Xu Que was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.
Ha!
He had learned a set of sword arts in the past.
When Xiu had divided his Taoist Body to practice, Jianling had taught him a set of "Nine Palace Sword Art of Divine Thunder."
This set of sword arts was imprinted in Jianling's soul when he had followed the Celestial Emperor to fight all over the world. At that time, he had killed dozens of people at the same level as him.
However, because this set of sword arts belonged to the Celestial Emperor, every time Xu Que used it, he would consume a lot of Celestial Core Power, and he couldn't fully exert its power. Later, after he had mastered other more suitable celestial methods, Xu Que didn't use it again.
But now he had reached the peak of the Celestial Prime Stage.
He was just one step away from the Celestial Emperor Realm. Wasn't it just right to use this sword art?
Seeing that Fang Ling couldn't do anything to him, Xu Dingcheng smiled proudly and said, "Tang Xuanzang, even though you are despicable and shameless, you are unlucky to have met me. With your current strength, you won't be able to break through this shield even if you slash it for eight to ten days!"
Xu Dingcheng, or rather, the Extraterritorial Demon that had occupied this body, was very confident.
His shield could withstand the attack of a half-step Celestial Emperor. The monk in front of him was merely an early-stage Celestial Supremacy.
Forget about breaking the shield, he would be able to leave a mark on it.
"Haha, prepare to die. Watch my Celestial Emperor Sword Art!"
Xu Que laughed loudly and directly used the Nine Palace Sword Art of Divine Thunder.
A terrifying aura exploded from his body. The sword blade vibrated and instantly turned into a shadow that charged forward.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
In an instant, countless light shadows appeared in the air and formed a vast Nine Palace Array. An invisible killing intent appeared and enveloped Xu Dingcheng.
Xu Dingcheng looked at these light shadows in disbelief and his voice trembled. "This, this is … Celestial Emperor Sword Art … Nine Palace Divine Thunder?"
As if he had gone mad, he shouted at Xu Que at the top of his voice, "How can you master the Celestial Emperor Sword Art? The Celestial Emperor who knew this sword art is long dead! "
"Hey, you recognize this sword art?" Xu Que's eyes lit up. He felt that he had caught a big fish. "Jianling, do you find this guy familiar?"
"I'm not sure. I know this demonic energy, but I don't find the aura on this guy familiar." Jianling said in a deep voice, "Back then, when the Extraterritorial Demons invaded the Celestial Cloud Continent, I didn't expect that there would still be remnants of them after ten thousand years. Today, they must be killed!"
Large swaths of sword light swept past and enveloped Xu Dingcheng from all directions.
The next second, he suddenly fell to the ground.
His face still maintained a horrified expression, but there were countless wounds on his body. Vital parts like his heart and throat had been left with fatal wounds.
His vitality was gradually fading. Obviously, this Extraterritorial Demon could not survive in the face of the Celestial Emperor Sword Art.
Swoosh!
Xu Que's figure appeared and his sword returned to its sheath.
A cool breeze blew past. He put his palms together calmly and indifferently and whispered, "Amitabha, this poor monk has killed again. Sin, sin …"
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(End of this chapter)
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