In a battle between experts, victory or defeat was decided in an instant. He thought that Holy Buddha should be hiding under the snow, waiting for a thunderous strike.
But because of Qiongqi's appearance, Di Lingtian made a wrong judgment for a moment. If Holy Buddha was really waiting for an opportunity, that would have been the best time to strike.
But there was still no movement under the snow, it was abnormally quiet.
At this point, Di Lingtian had no choice but to accept this surprising fact —
Holy Buddha, together with the young boy and girl, had long escaped without a trace.
He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Holy Buddha descended from the sky, full of vigor, used three palm strikes to conquer the heavens, and the tactic of using palm force to trigger an avalanche, made Di Lingtian think that he had really stepped into the opponent's carefully prepared killing trap. He was surprised and did not dare to be careless.
But now he knew that whether it was Ying Feiyang or the monk, they were using words to make him misjudge, thinking that it was a life and death situation. But the other party had made up their mind to escape from the beginning. To him, he really did not know whether to call this luck or misfortune.
Looking at the vast snowy landscape in front of him, Chu Baininiu had long escaped without a trace, needless to say, Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue also had no way to find them. His actions this time were in vain. Rather than wasting time searching for their whereabouts, it was better to return to Truth Temple and deal with the chaos there.
Di Lingtian sighed helplessly. "Are all monks nowadays so cunning?"
Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the unconscious Qiongqi out of the snow like pulling a carrot. But looking at Qiongqi's huge body, then looking at the rugged and distant mountain road, thinking about how to bring this big guy back, Di Lingtian could not help but shake his head and sigh …
"I will remember this debt!"
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At the moment of the avalanche, with the help of the pouring snow to cover their vision, the monk grabbed Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue, and plunged headfirst into the ice river in the middle of the valley.
The river was sealed by a foot-thick layer of ice, unusually hard, but the monk's momentum was too fast. He relied on his head to smash a hole in the ice.
When he dived into the water, the coldness accumulated in the icy river instantly pierced into his bones. Ying Feiyang couldn't help but shiver. The next moment, the layer of ice above his head was already creaking, as if it couldn't bear the heavy burden.
The avalanche carried with it the power of heaven and earth. Fortunately, there was a thick layer of ice as a buffer, so Ying Feiyang did not have to face this natural power directly. However, the ice could only temporarily stop it for a while, and it was expected that it would collapse soon. If he was buried in the river by the avalanche, the result would be disastrous. Ying Feiyang did not dare to delay even a little bit. At the same time, he stirred up his Real Qi to dispel the cold, and at the same time, he swam along the current of the river.
In the beginning, Tyrant was swimming at the forefront, but after sprinting underwater for a while, his speed slowed down as if he couldn't hold on any longer.
"Creak — creak —"
As the avalanche spread, the layer of ice above his head was constantly crushed by the thick snow, and the white snow pressed hard against the riverbed. Ying Feiyang and the rest were racing against the expanding snow line. Seeing that Tyrant was getting slower and slower, he was about to be swallowed by the avalanche.
Ying Feiyang stretched out his arm and grabbed Tyrant's collar with one hand, and swung his sword in the water with the other. Using the recoil force of the sword's Qi, he dashed forward for another hundred steps like a swimming fish, and finally escaped the range of the avalanche when he exhausted his breath.
As for Ji Yaoyue, she slashed the layer of ice in front, and after getting out of the water, she dragged both of them out of the water.
Holding their breaths, racing against the avalanche, they dashed out of the valley in one breath. Even though Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue's breaths were longer than ordinary people's, they felt dizzy from holding their breaths. Once they came out of the water, they sat on the ice, panting heavily.
Tyrant also sat cross-legged on the ice, and after a while, he said while panting. "Good job, Di Lingtian … Just two palms, and I almost … exposed myself. I can't hold on any longer …"
"Eh? Big monk, you're injured? "Ying Feiyang heard his words and asked.
"It's not that I'm injured. I was planning to sneak into Kunlun Mountain to investigate, but I ran into you two. Heh, this is great. You've turned the True One Temple upside down and even dragged me down!" Although the monk was reprimanding them, his tone was full of praise.
It was no wonder. Not only did they manage to rescue Chu Bainiu and the craftsmen who were used as food, they also severely injured Evil Extermination of the Six Paths, Zhou Changsheng of the Human Path, and Bai Ze of the Five Beast Messengers of the Animal Path. Even the life and death of the Animal Path's Path Master was unknown, not to mention the internal strife between the Hungry Ghost Path and the Animal Path. In the end, they were still able to escape unscathed from the furious Di Lingtian.
And the one who planned all of this was a young man who was not even twenty years old. How could Tyrant not praise him? Ying Feiyang also took it as a compliment and gladly accepted it. He even replied politely, "You flatter me. If not for you, big monk, holding the line, we wouldn't have escaped from Di Lingtian's hands."
Tyrant continued, "It's just that there will be a lot of trouble in the future. Fortunately, we also got hold of Old Dragon's weakness, otherwise, he would have used it as a pretext to make a fuss. I can't hold on any longer, I have to leave first. You guys, take care …"
Tyrant's voice became softer and softer. In the end, he actually closed his eyes and lowered his head.
The more Ying Feiyang listened to his words, the more she felt that something was wrong. Seeing that his head was lowered, she almost thought that the monk was injured by Di Lingtian. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to check his breathing. She only heaved a sigh of relief when she found that the monk's breathing was normal.
At this moment, she suddenly felt an unfathomable yet pure and solemn aura fly out from the big monk's body and escape. At the same time that the aura left, the monk's body also changed.
A faint Buddha's aura enveloped the big monk's body. Under the Buddha's aura, the monk's figure became blurry and hard to identify. Just when Ying Feiyang and Ji Yaoyue were shocked, the Buddha's aura dissipated like a bubble and a monk with a completely different temperament and appearance appeared in front of them.
The monk who was sitting cross-legged had the face of a good girl. His skin was like jade and his eyebrows were like a painting. He was actually extremely handsome. Although he was wearing the same dirty kasaya as the big monk just now, when he wore the kasaya, it only added a kind of pure and holy temperament to him. As his tightly closed eyes gradually opened, his entire person also became lively.
"What a handsome monk!" Ji Yaoyue only felt her eyes lit up. She had never cared much about her appearance, but now that she saw the monk's appearance, she couldn't help but have the heart to compare. But when she came back to her senses, her face immediately turned red and she thought to herself, "What an idiot I am, competing with a monk!"
Ying Feiyang was even more surprised in his heart. If it was just this face, he was very familiar with it. He blurted out, "Master Shi Chuxin, how come it's you?"
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