The old monk glared angrily like an asura, and the golden light on his body turned dark.
Chen Zhao acted as if nothing had happened. He took out his phone and even took a photo of the old monk.
Then, he sent it to the group chat of him, Zhang Tianyi, Byfla, and the 23rd Blood Mary.
"Who knows this old monk?"
"Wutai Mountain, Guru Fan Gu," Byfla replied almost instantly.
Chen Zhao suspected that Byfla had been playing with his phone the whole time.
"Chen Zhao, you have a grudge against this old monk? He is the Senior Brother of Mount Wutai's Sacred Master Fan Xin. That Fan Xin's cultivation is not below Old Zhang's. "
"Is it that obvious?"
"It's obvious."
"What can I do for you?" Chen Zhao was considering whether to kill the old monk.
Hearing that he was from Wutai Mountain, Chen Zhao wondered if it was worth going against Wutai Mountain for him.
Chen Zhao had been in contact with the spiritual world for quite some time now.
He had heard of Mount Wutai. It was said that Mount Wutai was the leader of the Zen Sect.
Just like the other Daoist sects of Mount Longhu.
In China, Buddhism and Daoism coexisted. Now, Daoism was slightly suppressing Buddhism.
However, Buddhism was still flourishing. No one knew how many peerless experts were hiding behind it.
Just like this Venerable Fan in front of him. He wasn't famous, but his strength wasn't weak at all.
The old monk slapped at Chen Zhao. It was the Buddhist Palm Imprint.
As the palm struck out, a huge golden Buddha palm pushed out horizontally.
Chen Zhao blocked it with his hand. The huge force made him take two steps back.
At the same time, the Buddhist power seeped into his body and was difficult to expel.
The Buddhist power wreaked havoc in Chen Zhao's body.
It suppressed Chen Zhao's power. Of course, this bit of Buddhist power was not enough to affect Chen Zhao.
However, if he were to continue fighting for a long time, he would accumulate more and more Buddhist power.
By then, Chen Zhao would only get weaker and weaker.
This was the method of a Buddhist expert.
The black and golden light on Fan Gu's body intertwined.
He felt like he was watching a magical girl transform.
Of course, it was even more visually impactful.
Old Monk Fan clasped his palms together and shouted, "Revered Ming Liuli!"
Monk Fan Gu's body was like a piece of black glass with golden light flowing within it.
Moreover, this monk's body gave Chen Zhao a very strange feeling.
For some reason, Chen Zhao felt that Old Fan's body was indestructible.
Logically speaking, with Chen Zhao's current power level, there was almost nothing he couldn't destroy.
But this Old Fan gave Chen Zhao a feeling that he was hard to break.
Old Fan struck out with his palm once more.
It was still a Buddhist palm imprint, but it was more than ten times stronger than the previous one.
Chen Zhao punched out and collided with the Buddhist handprint.
The Buddhist palm print shattered, but the Buddhist power did not immediately dissipate.
Most of them entangled Chen Zhao and seeped into his body.
Buddhist spells were indeed troublesome.
Chen Zhao thought.
Chen Zhao clenched his fists. It seemed that he had to finish this quickly.
Chen Zhao exerted all his strength and charged toward Old Fan.
Old Fan couldn't dodge in time and his neck was grabbed by Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao tightened his grip on Old Fan.
But Old Fan didn't seem to feel anything.
His hands landed on Chen Zhao's chest.
Powerful Buddhist power surged into his body again.
Chen Zhao punched Old Fan's head as well.
But Old Fan only staggered a little.
One had to know that Chen Zhao's punch had the power to change the terrain.
But Old Fan only staggered a single step.
Chen Zhao punched Old Fan once more. This time, his strength increased by several times.
Old Fan retreated a few steps but his body was still unharmed.
Old Fan hollered, "Evil demon, I will do justice on behalf of the heavens! Why aren't you giving up? "
"I think your brain is filled with water." Chen Zhao laughed coldly.
"Since that's the case, then die!" Old Fan's aura increased by several times.
Chen Zhao activated the second level of the Regression Technique and his strength also increased by ten times.
Old Fan stepped heavily on the ground and got into a Sumo pose. He took in a deep breath and his palms struck out dozens of times.
Chen Zhao didn't counterattack this time and allowed the attacks to land on his body.
Chen Zhao chose to attack Old Fan directly.
Chen Zhao didn't believe that there was really someone who could take his attacks head-on and come out unscathed.
Both sides had the same thought.
Old Fan also felt that no one could take his attacks head-on.
Both sides were a few meters apart and kept exchanging punches and palms.
You hit me, I'll slap you.
Indeed, as Chen Zhao had guessed, Old Fan's attacks started to slow down.
He started to retreat and defend while Chen Zhao's attacks were still fierce.
It rained down on Old Fan's body.
Monk Fan Gu retreated continuously.
He was a little dumbfounded by Chen Zhao's attacks.
He knew the effects of the Venerable of Light's Colored Glass.
He thought that the Venerable of Light's Colored Glass could not be forcefully broken.
But Chen Zhao's crazy attacks caused his Colored Glass to be in an extremely unstable state.
Moreover, Chen Zhao was bound by his Buddhist power. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to use any strength.
But Chen Zhao still looked like he was fine.
Gradually, Old Fan couldn't take it anymore.
Chen Zhao directly pressed Old Fan onto the ground and punched him.
Cracks started to appear on Old Fan's Colored Glass.
The surrounding ground was already shattered under Chen Zhao's punches.
Finally, with a punch that Chen Zhao had charged up for three seconds, the Colored Glass on Old Fan's body was completely peeled off.
"Old bald donkey, you think you can slay demons and defend the Dao?!" Chen Zhao grabbed Old Fan's neck and was about to kill him.
Suddenly, a person appeared in Chen Zhao's perception.
He was also a spiritualist, but he wasn't very strong.
The person jumped left and right on the cracked ground and jogged to a place not far from Chen Zhao.
"Stop."
"Who are you? Are you with this old monk? "
The person rummaged in his pocket and took out an ID.
"I'm from the Special Intelligence Department."
"Never heard of you." Chen Zhao looked at the ID.
"Anyway, you're a government department."
"Oh, and then?"
"Sir, you've already caused great damage here."
"How much money? I can afford it." Chen Zhao casually replied, "I killed him. As long as I don't have to pay with my life, I can pay any amount."
"Sir, I'm more of a law enforcer. I'm afraid it'll be hard for me to answer for killing someone in front of me."
The Special Intelligence officer spoke very carefully. Looking at the changes in the surrounding terrain after the battle, he knew that if Chen Zhao wanted to do something, he wouldn't be able to stop him.
Chen Zhao suddenly smiled. "Of course, I should support the work of a law enforcer. But to prevent him from taking revenge in the future, can I take some precautionary measures?"
"Precautionary measures? You're talking about sealing magic power … "
"Yes, physical sealing."
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