"Stop!" A figure broke through the waves and rushed over from the coast. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him. It was Ying Feiyang.
After Ying Feiyang had asked the dragons to scout out the Mahoraga's whereabouts, he had rushed all the way here and finally arrived at the last moment.
"Brother Ying!" The holy maiden was surprised and also shocked. She saw that Ying Feiyang did not slow down at all as he charged at the giant snake, his hands reaching out to block the snake's head.
"Ha!" Ying Feiyang shouted and sank his Qi into his dantian. He planted his feet on the ground and activated the dragon's strength. In an instant, all the joints in his body began to crackle. Strength surged from his feet to his knees, waist, and spine. With a perfect posture, he took on the Mahoraga without holding anything back.
"Chi!" Ying Feiyang kept retreating, but his posture did not change at all. The speed of the giant snake's slide slowed down even more. His feet kicked up waves of dirt, creating two deep ditches. Ying Feiyang kept retreating, but his posture did not change at all.
Ying Feiyang's attack gave Ling Xin a moment to catch her breath. She immediately calmed her True Qi and activated her True Qi again. Then, the "Ten-Zhang Light Dust" flew out again. The white silk wrapped around the snake's tail, and the holy maiden grabbed the end of the "Ten-Zhang Light Dust" with her bare hands, not letting go.
One of them had the dragon's strength, while the other had the foundation of a hundred lives. They attacked at the same time, and with the ear-piercing sound of scales scraping against the ground, the giant snake's speed became slower and slower. When it was only a hundred steps away from the crowd, it was finally stopped by the two!
"It's … it's stopped …" Paralyzed on the ground, the pale-faced villagers said in a trembling voice, feeling lucky to have survived a disaster.
At the same time, the violent giant snake suddenly let out a long hiss, and then became quiet. Its huge body was full of cracks as if it had been split open. From the cracks, seven-colored treasured lights bloomed like jewels. After going through many twists and turns, the molting had finally begun. "Success …" Ling Xin let out a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, Ying Feiyang shouted, "Goddess, be careful, it's not over yet!"
She hadn't even finished speaking when she suddenly felt a chill on her back that seeped into her bones. She instinctively turned around and formed a shield in front of her with the dust.
Only now did she see the attacker clearly. It was the Yaksha King whom she had forced back earlier. He had suppressed his injuries and taken advantage of her distraction to attack again. If not for Ying Feiyang's warning, she would have most likely been injured.
"You really are pestering me!" Although the holy girl was lucky, a rare feeling of anger rose in her heart. She was about to use another powerful Buddhist move when she saw that the Yaksha King did not fight with her. Instead, he used her strength to change his direction in the air. He spun in a strange arc and flew towards the giant snake that was in the middle of transforming.
Ling Xin's diversionary attack caused her to be puzzled. "What does he want?"
The injured Yaksha King could not penetrate the scales and cause any substantial damage to Mahoraga. The Sin Nail in his hand had been completely purified by the holy girl, so it could not threaten Mahoraga's transformation either.
While she was puzzled, the Yaksha King's face contorted in pain. He held his sword with one hand and pressed between his eyebrows with the other, pulling out a long nail made of karmic power.
"Oh no! He's refining his own karmic power! "The holy girl suddenly realized that the Yaksha King had not given up and was forcibly pulling out his own karmic power.
Pulling out the karmic power in one's body was part of the punishment of hell. The pain was unimaginable, but the Yaksha King did not stop. He turned the long nail into a black mist and smeared it on his sword, then stabbed it at the snake's weak point.
Although it took a long time to describe, everything happened in the blink of an eye. Ying Feiyang and Ling Xin couldn't stop him in time. They could only watch helplessly as the Yaksha King turned into a bolt of black lightning and pierced into the colorful light.
The holy girl's heart sank. Mahoraga had already been hit by six Sin Nails. Now, this sword full of karmic power would definitely cause him to fail in his transformation and lose his life. Ling Xin rushed forward, but the dazzling Buddhist light forced her to look at it. At this moment, she heard a clear explosion. The scales on the snake's body had exploded.
The holy girl's heart sank. She rushed forward, but the explosion's airflow was violent and tore apart the rainbow light. The holy girl's eyes became clear again. She saw that in the center of the airflow, the rainbow light that had been torn apart by the airflow was both real and illusory. Shockingly, two figures were reflected in it.
A tall, demonic monk knelt on one knee. He supported himself with one hand and grabbed the sword that was coming for his neck with the other. The Yaksha King's sword could not move even half an inch forward.
"Senior Ming Wang!" The heavenly daughter was pleasantly surprised and cried out involuntarily.
The ever-changing situation of the battle had been settled at the last moment. Mahoraga had completed his transformation at the most critical moment. The Yaksha King's fatal strike was still a moment too late. And this half a moment had led to a completely different outcome!
The monk slowly opened his eyes like a newborn baby. At first, there was confusion and confusion in his eyes, but they were soon replaced by calmness and vicissitudes. This proved that the one who had awakened from the transformation was not the deaf and ignorant Mahoraga, but the Buddhist Heart Temple's Prison Suppressing King Ming.
Without saying a word, the Prison Suppressing King Ming stood up. His shabby monk's robe fluttered even though there was no wind. He still held the sword with one hand and pressed down with the other. He gathered his energy and the Buddhist light around him seemed to be attracted to him and was absorbed into his palm.
Before he could make his move, the Yaksha King felt as if a snake had wrapped around his neck. The heavy pressure made it hard for him to breathe.
"Go!" His last attack had failed. The injured and exhausted Yaksha King knew that he would not be able to defeat the transformed Prison-Guarding Wisdom King. He kicked the air, abandoned his sword, and fled without hesitation.
However, when the Prison-Protector Wisdom King struck out with his palm, his arm grew longer as if it didn't have any joints, and it still landed on Yaksha King's chest. Yaksha King immediately vomited blood and was sent flying.
The Prison Suppressing King Ming had defeated the Yaksha King with one move, but he shook his head slightly as if he was regretful that he had not used his full strength.
Sure enough, although the Yaksha King had been hit, he had reacted quickly enough to dissipate half of the force. He turned around in the air and then fell into the forest. After a few leaps, he disappeared.
"We can't let him escape!" Ling Xin knew how difficult it was to deal with the Yaksha King. She wanted to chase after him, but Ying Feiyang stopped her. "Forget it. With the Yaksha Theurgy, we can't stop him!"
Ying Feiyang had learned the Yaksha Theurgy before and knew it well. The Yaksha Theurgy's two Theurgy were Speed and Shadow. The former made the Yaksha King agile and fast, and the latter made him able to hide in the dark. With the two Theurgy, the Yaksha King was like a natural assassin. He could hide and attack suddenly. If his attack failed, he would escape thousands of miles away. Now that he had escaped, it would not be easy to stop him.
Then he looked around and said, "Besides, it's too late. Holy Lady, I'll leave the King Ming with me. You should leave too. If they find you, it will be troublesome!"
The Holy Lady followed his gaze and saw the faint shadow of a dragon appearing on the horizon.
It turned out that after Ying Feiyang found out about Mahoraga's whereabouts, he had rushed to this island to find him. However, the dragons did not completely trust Ying Feiyang, who was one of the Eight Protectors. They followed him under the guise of assisting him, with the intention of monitoring him.
Along the way, Ying Feiyang could not stand the harassment and used his speed to leave them behind. However, the dragons had caught up and were about to land. If they found the Holy Lady, Ling Xin, they would probably capture her and use her as a hostage with Xu Tingxian.
After reminding the Holy Lady, Ying Feiyang glanced at the empty sky beside him and thought to himself, "I don't need to remind you about this. They're really fast!"
Ji Yaoyue, who was originally in charge of attracting Mahoraga's attention, seemed to have sensed that something had changed the moment Ying Feiyang appeared and slipped away.
Ying Feiyang had no time to explain in detail. He told the Holy Lady roughly what had happened and made a simple exchange of information. Although Holy Lady Ling Xin was still a little confused, she trusted Ying Feiyang very much. She nodded and said, "That's fine. This island is crisscrossed with snake caves. It's a good place to hide. Moreover, there's an altar to summon the Heavenly Demons inside. It will definitely become a battlefield in the future. I'll stay in the snake cave for now."
Then, he handed a few blood crystals to Ying Feiyang and said, "Take these. After you've dealt with Bandit Head Lu, come find me in the snake cave."
"What's this?" Ying Feiyang asked.
"It's used to repel snakes. Don't ask too much!" In fact, these were formed from Mahoraga's snake blood. When Holy Lady Ling Xin saw the snakes voluntarily avoid Xue Wanlu when he left, she guessed that Xue Wanlu's body was stained with Mahoraga's blood, and the blood of the Snake King made the snakes fear him. Thus, she took some blood from Mahoraga's wounds to test it out. The results were just as she had guessed. However, it was difficult to talk about blood experiments in front of the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming.
Ying Feiyang didn't ask any more questions and took the blood crystals. The Holy Lady said goodbye to them and left in a hurry, leaving only Ying Feiyang and the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming.
Ying Feiyang pulled his hair awkwardly. He was still not used to using others as fighters, but now he said reluctantly, "King Of Ming, you heard it just now. Your brother Lu Tianlan is actually the same as the Yaksha King. If he wants to hide or run, few people in the world can stop him. But now he didn't hide or run, and named you to fight. If I want to get the Garuda Tome, it must be you!"
After hearing this, the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming said nothing. He looked up at the sky and stood on the shore for a long time like a rock, as if he was asking for the will of Heaven.
At this time, the Dragon Group came ashore and dispersed the villagers who were in the way. Then they surrounded the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
The Dragon Group, the leader of the Dragon Group, said, "Mahoraga, the Eight Protectors, you are suspected of obstructing the Buddha's Nirvana and are the public enemy of the Three Realms. But now Garuda has named you to fight with the Buddha's Heart Sarira. This is your chance to prove your innocence. Are you willing to fight?"
"Are you willing to fight?"
"Are you willing to fight?"
"Are you willing to fight?"
The Dragon Group asked in unison, their voices shaking the world. This was both a question and a demonstration. If the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming refused, he would be regarded as an accomplice of Garuda and be surrounded and killed by the Dragon Group.
In the waves of voices, the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming acted as if he didn't hear it. The Dragon Group gradually became impatient. When they were about to give the order to fight, they saw the Prison Suppressing King Of Ming put his palms together and bowed his head in a devout Buddhist salute. When he raised his head again, there was a resolute look in his eyes. He shook his kasaya and strode toward the shore.
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