After the initial shock, Arhat Forgiven quickly came back to his senses.
His expression was a little complicated. He put his palms together and said, "Benefactor, your cultivation is so high that you are proficient in all things. I admire you."
"Buddhist cultivation focuses on the mind. I don't know how you can understand such a profound Buddhist doctrine, but you don't have to do this." The monk's expression gradually became solemn. "Although I know that I can't defeat you, I am determined to fight to the end."
Zhang Dongyun said indifferently, "You are standing in front of me, so it's not up to you."
At first, Arhat Forgiven thought that Zhang Dongyun was referring to his life and death.
But the next moment, his expression changed again.
He found that he couldn't help but turn to the west.
Then, he chanted the name of Buddha.
The sound waves seemed to have substance and condensed into a green lotus in the air.
His voice was engraved in the lotus.
"The City Lord of Chang 'an came out of seclusion in advance and was injured like Lei Han. However, his cultivation is high, and he has the help of Chu Yaoguang, Shen Herong, and Ao Kong. I can't subdue him alone. The opportunity is fleeting. I ask Senior Brother Mahaloni, Zhenren Li, and Martial Niece Jinghua to help."
Arhat Forgiven was shocked and angry.
This was not what he wanted to say at all.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but blurt it out. He even used his Buddhist doctrine to condense his voice and send it far away.
Seeing the green lotus floating away, Arhat Forgiven's heart turned cold.
The cultivation of the City Lord of Chang 'an was definitely above the fifteenth realm.
Moreover, it was not only his martial arts cultivation that was high.
Martial artists didn't have such means to manipulate others.
But what was even more shocking was that the City Lord of Chang 'an could manipulate him, a Buddhist Arhat.
A cultivator of the fifteenth realm was like a puppet in front of him, obediently waiting to be ordered. He couldn't even struggle at all.
The other party could even read his memory!
The tone and wording of the sentence that he sent out just now were exactly the same as his own. It was extremely deceptive.
Arhat Forgiven couldn't care less about his own safety now.
As Zhang Dongyun said, when he came in front of him, the outcome was already decided.
Forgive Arhat for only hoping that Mahaloni, Jing Hua, and the others could see through the deception and not fall for it.
But in the eyes of Maha Roni and the others, all of this was Arhat Forgiven himself personally sending a message for help. How could there be any flaws?
In other words, they were waiting for the news of Arhat Forgiveness to come back.
But forgive Arhat for not expecting that the City Lord of Chang 'an would have such terrible means.
However, if the City Lord of Chang 'an was so clever, why didn't he go to the western section of the Flameyellow Realm immediately and take down Jing Hua and the others personally?
He looked as if he was waiting for his opponent to walk right into his trap. It was a habit of Great Plant Monsters …
"Don't think too much. Just wait patiently."
Zhang Dongyun said calmly.
Frankly speaking, he was just giving it a try.
It was hard to say whether it would succeed.
Although he had controlled Arhat Forgiving to send out a request for reinforcements and had even created a huge commotion in the east as if a great battle was about to break out, it was uncertain whether Jinghua and the others would fall for it.
Of course, the person Zhang Dongyun hoped to attract the most was still Li Shulou.
In contrast, Jing Hua and Maha Roni did not matter.
But Li Shulou had the least chance of coming over … Zhang Dongyun shook his head slightly.
He turned his attention back to Lei Han and his son.
In the alien space created by the black sphere, the two sides had completely gone all out and would not give up until they fought to the death.
With the help of Lei Han, Huo Yiming's cultivation had reached the thirteenth realm of martial arts.
And Lei Han had been seriously injured by Li Shulou twice. Not only was his Radiant Immortal Body broken, but his strength was also affected, and it could be said that his realm had almost fallen.
Under this situation, the two were evenly matched for a while.
At first, Lei Han had the upper hand because of his rich fighting experience.
But Huo Yiming was very tenacious and calmly resolved Lei Han's attacks one by one.
As time went by, Lei Han's injuries became more and more serious, and Huo Yiming began to gradually turn the situation around.
Later, Huo Yiming even began to gain the upper hand.
The pitch-black Heaven Cleaving Giant Blade separated and merged in mid-air, turning into nine blood-eyed black dragons. They nimbly avoided Lei Han's attacks and fell on Lei Han's body to tear at him.
Lei Han was seriously injured and could not use the Dark Heaven Universe's ultimate skill.
But he crossed his fists and forcibly broke apart Huo Yiming's nine blood-eyed black dragons.
But the nine black dragons immediately gathered again into a pitch-black blade and slashed down.
Huo Yiming fought speed with speed. Lei Han was about to change his move to meet the attack, but the huge sword wound in front of him suddenly shook.
Lei Han was expressionless, but his body involuntarily stiffened in mid-air.
He was half a beat slower and could not block Huo Yiming's powerful blade.
Huo Yiming's blade slashed down, and the blade qi cut through Lei Han's flesh, causing blood to splatter.
The black-clothed youth's cold eyes shook slightly at this moment.
The blade in his hand also subconsciously slowed down.
But in a battle between experts, the difference between victory and defeat was often only a thin line.
A thin line could very likely change the outcome of the battle.
At the same time Huo Yiming's blade fell, Lei Han had already forcibly suppressed the effects of the sword wound on his body. His hands formed claws and reached out, grabbing towards Huo Yiming.
The other party's blade slowed down slightly, and the two claws directly grabbed onto his chest.
Huo Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood. There was already a huge hole in his chest.
Lei Han's hands were stabbed into his flesh.
One of his hands was pinching a beating existence. It was Huo Yiming's heart!
Under the injury, Huo Yiming's body reacted. The blade slashed on Lei Han's body and moved forward again.
On Lei Han's torso, the blade and sword wounds intersected, almost forming a huge "cross" that covered his entire torso.
His five fingers exerted force and crushed the other party's heart on the spot.
The blade was powerless and moved forward a little.
Huo Yiming coughed, but could not make a sound. He only spat out a large amount of blood.
Lei Han stared at the other party. In his cold eyes, some warmth and a complicated glow appeared again.
He opened his mouth to speak, but blood immediately surged up, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Huo Yiming's consciousness was already blurred.
It was true that he had further injured Lei Han, but Lei Han was more or less still alive, while he was destined to die.
"You can't be so easily swayed."
Lei Han suppressed the blood pressure that had already reached his mouth. Then, he looked at his son and said slowly, "If you didn't stop that blade just now, the result would be completely opposite."
Huo Yiming slashed down with his blade. Lei Han's counterattack on the verge of death might be able to severely injure Huo Yiming, but the one who died now was him.
"…"
Huo Yiming's consciousness was a little clearer now, but he could no longer speak. He could only shake his head weakly.
Lei Han gasped for breath and fell silent.
Time passed bit by bit. Huo Yiming gradually closed his eyes.
Lei Han suddenly spoke:
"Ming Tonghui, you win."
Inside his body, the heart that was beating hard exploded at this moment.
The essence of the heart's blood was sent into Huo Yiming's body by Lei Han.
Then, the blood mist and the black mist intertwined and gathered together. Then, they turned into a brand new heart in Huo Yiming's chest.
The heart suddenly beat, driving Huo Yiming's flesh and blood to quickly wriggle and repair the wound on his chest.
Slowly, Lei Han withdrew his hands. Huo Yiming gradually woke up and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him in surprise.
The abnormal redness on the man's face disappeared. It became pale again, with a faint blue color.
He looked like a dead body.
"You want to go back to Chang 'an. Since you have killed me, you may have a foothold there. But you still have to be careful."
Lei Han said slowly, "If I die, you will lose your greatest value to Chang 'an. You have to be careful of Ming Tonghui. He will cut the weeds and dig up the roots. He has done this kind of thing many times."
As he spoke, his body gradually lost its support and fell from the air.
Huo Yiming subconsciously reached out to catch Lei Han. "You …"
"It's not like what I would do?"
Lei Han's voice gradually lowered. "I think so, too. But I suddenly remembered that you were still in the swaddling clothes. You were so small and didn't cry. Instead, you looked at me and smiled …"
Huo Yiming opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He only knew that he could inject his energy into the man's body, hoping to keep him alive.
But after a long time, it was all in vain.
"No need. I just detonated Yanhuang. If it affected Seventh, Eleventh, and Twelfth Sisters, I should give them an explanation."
Lei Han said softly, "But you must remember to be vigilant … No matter who you fight, don't be soft-hearted at the last moment …"
His voice gradually weakened until it was completely cut off.
Huo Yiming, who was holding him, was motionless as if he had become a statue.
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