Chapter 3892

"Keng keng …" The red and blue sword light let out a wailing sound. Although the sword qi was sharp, it directly pierced into the seal and blocked the [Red Lotus Fire]. However, the power within the seal still made the sword light dim. If it wasn't for the fact that the sword light was already formless, it would have already been broken.

"Oh?"

The old monk was stunned. Before he could figure out how Xiao Hua broke his [Red Lotus Fire], "Shua …" The sound of flowing water came from the old monk's bald head. Pieces of heavenly flowers suddenly appeared. As soon as these heavenly flowers appeared, they immediately withered and shattered. It was as if a gust of wind blew past the old monk.

"Ah?"

The old monk was shocked. He quickly patted his chest. A layer of Buddhist light appeared in front of his chest and covered his upper body.

"What a pity …" Xiao Hua sighed. Just now, he wanted to use the Soul Piercing Technique to sneak attack the old monk, but the old monk's Niwan Palace also had a defense. Although the heavenly flowers were destroyed, the old monk didn't suffer any damage.

However, even so, the old monk was still shocked. He couldn't help but be on guard against this unremarkable Confucian cultivator in front of him.

"Amitabha …" The old monk chanted the name of Buddha. He held the flower in his right hand and said, "The human world is full of spring and autumn. The flowers bloom and wither every year. Why don't you enter my pure land, where you will have no sleep, no rest, and no spring and autumn?"

As the old monk waved his right hand, a gust of wind carrying Buddhist light fell towards Xiao Hua. The Buddhist light and the Buddhist light flowed like water waves. Within the water waves, a heavenly flower was born. As the Buddhist light flew, the heavenly flower slowly bloomed and then slowly withered!

The heavenly flower was only a few hundred feet away from Xiao Hua. The distance of a few hundred feet flashed by. Within this few hundred feet, the heavenly flower sprouted and withered several times. It really was the power of life and death of the Buddhist Sect!

"Xiao Hua, dodge!"

In the distance, Murong Congyun was using the inscriptions on the jewel alone to resist the alms bowl. With her strength that had just entered the fifth level of Origin Energy, she couldn't help Xiao Hua at all.

"Keng …" Without waiting for Murong Congyun's scream to disappear, several sword lights flew out from the sword guard and pierced towards the heavenly flower.

Although the sword beam was sharp, the moment it charged into the Buddhist light that was enveloped by the Heavenly Flower, the sword beam immediately slowed down. Then, the sword beam was dispersed, and in a few seconds, all the sword beams were reduced to nothingness!

"Motherf * cker! The Buddhist Sect's methods are starting to become strange when they reach a high level!"

Xiao Hua's eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered to himself, "Buddha Bodhi is still in seclusion. The methods of the Buddhist Sect can't compare to this old monk. Moreover, even if I could deal with this monk, it wouldn't be suitable for me to use it now.

Compared to the strange methods of the Buddhist Sect, only the soul techniques of soul cultivators can compare. Although this Xiao has reached the realm of soul cultivation, his soul techniques are lacking! "

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through Xiao Hua's mind. He saw that the heavenly flower was approaching, and that oppressive Buddhist light was also covering him. Layers upon layers of strange bubbles appeared on his skin. Xiao Hua opened his mouth. "Puff …" A four-colored True Qi mixed with three lights rushed into the Buddhist light!

"Shua …" Like a spring breeze, the withering heavenly flower suddenly became spirited. The petals swelled, and a burst of vitality came from the heavenly flower. The bubbles on Xiao Hua's skin also disappeared in an instant!

"Amitabha …" The old monk was shocked. The life and death of the heavenly flower was already out of his control. The power of life and death that he was proud of was useless under Xiao Hua's True Qi. This was the first time in his life that he had encountered something like this.

"Forget it …" The old monk let out a sigh. With a wave of his right hand, the alms bowl fell into his hand, and with a wave of his left hand, a huge demon subduing pestle appeared. Then, the golden body of the old monk suddenly withered, and the demon subduing pestle gently fell down!

As soon as the demon subduing pestle fell, not to mention the sword guard where Xiao Hua and Murong Congyun were, even the sword guards nearby were enveloped. An inexplicable feeling of fear emerged from Xiao Hua's heart!

The Wishful Staff in Xiao Hua's hand was abnormally heavy, and it seemed that he couldn't lift it.

"Aiyo, not good. Could it be that the warning sign from before was here?"

Xiao Hua was shocked. He looked at Murong Congyun's Six Word Inscription and couldn't retrieve it in time. The demon subduing pestle fell down, and whether it was the clouds or the crystal threads, including the inscription, they all turned into fragments. The clouds and crystal threads turned into nothingness, and the inscription fell into the pearl!

Fortunately, the pearl was refined by a Confucian blacksmith. Although it was hit by the demon subduing pestle, it still fell in front of Murong Congyun and didn't shatter.

Murong Congyun bit his lips. As he caught the pearl, his feet moved. "Weng …" A thick sword light soared into the sky. However, this sword light looked very powerful, but just as it flew into the sky, it was extinguished by the demon subduing pestle like a candle.

"Damn it …" Looking at the full power attack of the sixth level Origin Energy Buddhist, Xiao Hua couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Needless to say, Xiao Hua was unable to block this attack.

If it was a normal place, Xiao Hua could use the Lightning Escape Technique to escape. However, he was already connected to the sword diagram. How could he escape?

However, looking at the sword light under Murong Congyun's feet, Xiao Hua suddenly understood. "Since Murong Congyun can borrow the power of the sword diagram, why can't I?

And I know how to transform into a sword. Although I can't be compared to this old monk, but … at least I can fight back! "

Thinking of this, the demon subduing pestle was already close to him. Xiao Hua had no other choice. He clenched his teeth and hurriedly withdrew the Wishful Staff. He shouted, "Miss Murong, quickly withdraw your sub-body and hide under my sword!"

Under the power of the demon subduing pestle, Xiao Hua's voice sounded very faint.

When Murong Congyun heard this, she couldn't help but be startled. Her sub-body was also covered by the demon subduing pestle. It was already difficult for her to continue. Now that she was pushing the boat with the current, her sub-body quickly shrunk and finally transformed into an inscription and fell into Murong Congyun's head.

"Weng weng …" Just as Murong Congyun withdrew her sub-body, the sword guard where the two of them were at flashed with extremely dazzling sword light. Sword patterns flowed like water and gathered under Xiao Hua's feet. Then, like water flowing up Xiao Hua's legs, the sword light overflowed from the soles of Xiao Hua's feet to his waist. And when Murong Congyun blinked, Xiao Hua's Dharma body had completely transformed into a huge flying sword!

This flying sword was firmly connected with the sword guard. It looked like the sword pillar that pierced into the blood pool. It had the momentum of a sword soaring into the sky.

"Boom …" Xiao Hua's sword had just formed when the demon subduing pestle had already fallen. It was still as light as a feather, like a horsetail whisk. However, when the pestle smashed onto Xiao Hua's sword, a huge roar sounded. An invisible wave of Qi suddenly lifted the demon subduing pestle. Xiao Hua's sword made a "kacha" sound, and the sword light disappeared into nothingness. Under the dim sword light, the dark golden color on Xiao Hua's body crazily twisted and then disappeared into the surface layer. What was left … was his skin and flesh being torn apart, and eerie white bones being exposed from his flesh and blood!

Even the previously unbreakable sword guard under Xiao Hua's body was now broken. Waves of blood gushed out from the broken part.

Looking at Xiao Hua again, his eyes were closed, his face was pale gold, and his sword hadn't completely recovered. His entire body was falling towards the broken part of the sword guard!

"Xiao Hua …" Murong Congyun cried out. She hurriedly waved her hand, wanting to grab Xiao Hua's sword. However, at this moment, the demon subduing pestle that Xiao Hua had blocked was swung again. The old monk, who had blood flowing out of his orifices, had a ferocious expression as he swung the demon subduing pestle again towards Murong Congyun!

Murong Congyun was shocked. How could she still dare to care about Xiao Hua?

She hurriedly took out another imperial weapon to block it. However, the current Murong Congyun couldn't block the demon subduing pestle at all. Under the demon subduing pestle, Murong Congyun's imperial weapon couldn't even form clouds!

"You dare!"

Seeing that the situation was extremely dangerous and that Murong Congyun was about to die, an angry roar came from the distance. Immediately after, an almost solid pillar of Qi came crashing down!

"Boom …" With a loud sound, the demon subduing pestle, which was much weaker than before, was sent flying by the pillar of Qi. The old monk's body also trembled a few times, and tears of blood flowed out of his eyes!

"Fourteenth Uncle …" Seeing Murong Junpeng's body fly over, Murong Congyun hurriedly shouted, "Quickly come and save me!"

"No matter …" Murong Junpeng flew into the air and shouted, "Congyun, hold on for a bit longer. Seventh Uncle and the others will be here soon!"

"Okay!"

Murong Congyun heard that seventh uncle was coming and was shocked. However, when she looked at where Xiao Hua was, there was a bloody mist coming out of the sword guard. Xiao Hua's body was nowhere to be seen.

"Ka …" Murong Junpeng's body landed on the edge of the sword guard. He waved the inscriptions in his hand, and the sword light on the sword guard quickly flashed. In a short moment, the place where Xiao Hua fell into the pool of blood was filled. Then, he looked at Murong Congyun and said with regret, "What a pity!

This Xiao Hua is really a talent!

This old man watched from afar. He was actually able to block the attack of a Buddhist guardian who was at the upper sixth level of elemental energy. He is more than qualified to be a guest of the Murong Family. "

"Sigh, speaking of which, Xiao Hua also lost his life to save me …" Murong Congyun was a bit disappointed, "If I knew this would happen, I would have let Sixteenth Uncle come!"

"Sixteenth Brother?"

Murong Junpeng sneered, "His cultivation is higher than Xiao Hua's, but can you guarantee that he will be as strong as Xiao Hua?

Do you think seventh uncle arranged this blindly?

Besides, Xiao Hua is an outsider. If Sixteenth Brother died here, seventh uncle wouldn't be able to explain it to the family. You met Xiao Hua … It can only be said that you are lucky. "

"Sigh, that's true!"

As Murong Congyun spoke, she looked at the demon subduing pestle in the distance. The old monk had just grabbed it, and the sword light on the sword guard immediately pierced towards it. The old monk had no time to attack Murong Congyun.

However, at this moment, Murong Congyun suddenly saw an extremely hidden Buddhist light from the corner of her eyes. It was flying through the sword mark. She hurriedly shouted, "Fourteenth Uncle, your left arm …"