Chapter 168: Thunder Tribulation Shows Its Power, Hero Saves Beauty Again
Seeing that a monk in charge of reception could release a flying sword with his hands, Ni Kun was somewhat surprised, but also felt that it was expected.
After all, Zhitong, the abbot of Ciyu Temple, is the direct disciple of the founder of the side sect and the founder of the Wutai School, Hunyuan. Naturally, the Ciyu Temple, which he has carefully managed for many years, will not be too weak.
This monk in charge of reception is not very old, but he can forge a flying sword. His talent and cultivation are quite good.
Unfortunately, this kind of mixed-color sword light that is neither gray nor white is the worst of the worst in the world of Shushan swordsmen.
Any young righteous man with a decent flying sword can cut it in half.
This inferior flying sword is sufficient to deal with ordinary martial artists, but it is worthless in front of Ni Kun.
Ni Kun flicked his thumb and a bolt of lightning-like lightning blade shot out, colliding head- .
Under the thunderous sound, the gray and white mottled sword light suddenly let out a mournful wail, clanged and fell to the ground, turning into a handleless small sword about a foot long. It struggled twice like a dead snake, and then the light disappeared and it remained motionless.
The remaining force of the thunder blade was not yet exhausted. With a flash of lightning, it slashed into the chest of the monk in charge of reception with a sizzling sound, leaving a bloody hole from the front of the heart to the back of the spine.
Through the bloody hole, one could see that the monk's internal organs had been affected by the force of the thunder and lightning and had all turned into charcoal.
The monk in charge of reception said nothing, fell on his back on the ground, and that was the end of the matter.
Zhitong's face suddenly changed, he was filled with shock and anger, and shouted, "You thief!"
Three sword lights, green, red and black, flew up from behind his head and rushed towards Ni Kun simultaneously. He was able to control three flying swords at the same time.
Each of these three flying swords is as powerful as Ni Kun's Chenghuang Flying Sword , and some are even better.
If Ni Kun had gone to the world of superheroes and mastered the "Thunder Prison Blade", with just his swordsmanship and bloody knife skills, he would not have been a match for Zhi Tong and would have had to lose his life.
But now, he has washed the Blood Evil God-Slaying Sword into the Thunder Tribulation Prison Sword, and even refined a thousand Thunder Tribulation Sword Auras. His strength has more than doubled compared to before he went to the Super Hero World.
There was no need for a flying sword at the moment. He just flicked his thumb repeatedly, and a series of lightning and sword auras shot out, resisting the three flying swords, and fighting in the air.
The sword energy broke through the air with a sound like thunder, and there was also dazzling lightning, which flashed continuously and made the main hall look snow-white.
With Zhitong's cultivation level, he was not dazzled by the lightning to the point of being unable to see, but his vision was greatly affected.
There was a constant rumbling of thunder in his ears, which made his eardrums buzz and made him feel restless and irritable for a while.
Zhitong silently practiced the Wutai Heart Method, guarding his mind, resisting the thunder sound, and concentrating on controlling the flying sword to deal with the increasing and faster thunder and sword auras, without any distraction for a moment.
When he was fighting intently, he suddenly felt a slight lightness in his hand, and Shi Feixuan, who was being held in his hand, was snatched away by a bloody hand.
However, Ni Kun took advantage of Zhitong's concentration on the fight and, relying on the large amount of his sword energy, released hundreds of sword energy without the need for delicate operations, entangling Zhitong's three flying swords. He then divided his mind and used the Bloody Evil Searching Claw to snatch Shi Feixuan from the air.
The beauty he had just gotten was snatched away, and Zhitong was immediately furious, and he screamed:
"Come back here!"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Shi Feixuan with his huge hand full of true energy.
Ni Kun sneered, flicked his finger, and another bolt of lightning sword energy shot out, slamming into the Qi hand and exploding it.
When Zhitong saw that Ni Kun was able to distract himself and snatch Shi Feixuan away while fighting with him, he already understood the strength of both sides. He immediately let out a long roar, and summoned the disciples in the temple for help.
He also has four great Vajras and eighteen Arhats under his command, each of whom has refined flying swords.
More than twenty flying swords combined to fight Ni Kun alone, I don’t believe they can’t chop him into pieces.
But as soon as the whistling sound started, there were shouts and screams outside the temple, as well as the whistling sounds of flying swords breaking through the air, the buzzing sounds of vibrating swords, and even occasionally a dull and deafening thunder sound.
However, when Ni Kun took action, he had already communicated with Xiaoqing through his mind - Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan were waiting for his news outside the temple. Xiaoqing, as a "pet" who had signed a contract with Ni Kun, could communicate with him through thoughts within a certain distance.
While Ni Kun was in the temple, he had already informed Xiao Qing and asked her and Shi Qingxuan to rush in and join forces with him.
At this time, Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan acted as agreed. With the combined force of their two green bamboo swords, the monks of Ciyu Temple were caught off guard. In a blink of an eye, four or five of the Eighteen Arhats were killed by their swords and lightning.
The remaining dozen or so Arhats, together with the Four Vajra Kings, are trying their best to intercept Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan. How can they have time to support Zhitong?
Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan only have two flying swords. Although all the monks in Ciyu Temple, except Zhitong, and the Eighteen Arhats have refined sword lights of mixed colors that are neither gray nor white, and the Four Vajra have only ordinary white sword lights, their power is very average, but they have the advantage of numbers after all.
With the number of their flying swords, they could have suppressed Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan's flying swords after they reacted.
However, in addition to the Green Bamboo Sword given by Ni Kun, Shi Qingxuan also had a sword box from Yan Chixia. Once the sword box was opened, hundreds of sword energies whizzed out, merging into a long river of sword energy, swirling around Shi Qingxuan and Xiaoqing.
Although the sword energy is not as powerful as the flying sword, it has the advantage of large quantity. Hundreds of sword energies are enough to resist more than ten flying swords including the Four Vajras. Before the sword energy is exhausted, it can still hold them back and make it impossible for them to escape.
Zhitong failed to call for reinforcements, and Ni Kun took Shi Feixuan back. He no longer had to worry about the consequences. He held the limp and unsteady Shi Feixuan in one hand, and with the other hand he stretched out five handgrips, releasing thousands of thunder and sword auras in one breath.
Thousands of lightning-like sword energies came out at the same time, and for a moment, the entire Main Hall was filled with dazzling lightning flying in the sky. The sound of thunder and explosions shook the walls of the Main Hall, and the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall were shaken into powder.
Ni Kun was actually unable to control the precision of releasing so many sword energies in one breath.
However, he does not need to control all the sword energy precisely.
It is enough to be able to barely control hundreds of sword energies at the same time, and the remaining nine hundred sword energies serve as the atmosphere group, which is enough to create the atmosphere, enhance the level, increase the momentum, intimidate the enemy, and confuse the enemy's mind.
Ni Kun embraced Shi Feixuan with one hand and pointed at Zhitong with the other. Bathed in thunder and lightning, he looked like a god who could wield the calamity.
Shi Feixuan lay in his arms, her pretty face tilted up, her bright eyes staring at Ni Kun's face which was illuminated by the lightning without blinking. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart couldn't help but beat fast.
Zhitong, however, was like a toad facing a calamity from heaven . His eyes bulged out with fear and his face turned pale.
Although he was a direct descendant of Wutai and had decent skills, how could he have experienced such a sharp "thunder method"?
Even if one has three flying swords, they cannot withstand the attacks of thousands of thunder and sword strikes.
Boom boom boom!
Amidst the thunder and lightning, Zhitong used all his strength to control the three flying swords and tried to intercept them, but he could only hold on for a few moments before he screamed in pain and was struck by hundreds of lightning and sword energies.
The situation was like being struck by hundreds of lightning bolts from all directions at the same time.
Zhitong's protective magic was shattered like paper in an instant.
Even his powerful true Qi could not block the lightning-like sword energy in the slightest. Hundreds of lightning-like sword energy penetrated his body, and his body was instantly shattered into a sieve. His internal organs turned into charcoal in an instant, and then shattered into powder under the explosion of thunder.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Zhitong, the abbot of Ciyu Temple, met his end miserably before he could show his rage or fulfill his lustful ambitions. Half of his body was blown into charred powder, leaving only his two legs standing alone for a while before he fell to the ground with a thud.
Ni Kun stretched out his five fingers and took the three lost blue, red and black flying swords into his palm, and put them into the mustard seed ring. He lowered his head to look at Master Feixuan in his arms. Her pretty face was flushed, her bright eyes were misty, and she stared at him without blinking, and asked with a smile:
"Is Feixuan okay?"
Shi Feixuan bit her cherry lips with her pearly teeth and said with a trembling voice:
"Thank you, Master Ni, for rescuing me. Feixuan's true energy was sealed and she was temporarily weak, but she was not injured."
Ni Kun smiled and said:
"Then I feel relieved. I have helpers outside, so go and help them deal with the enemy first. Feixuan, please wait here, I'll be back soon."
After saying this, he helped her sit down on a cushion, nodded to her, and turned around and left the main hall.
Shi Feixuan stared at Ni Kun's back in a daze, recalling the feeling of being embraced by his arms and leaning against his strong chest. That sense of security, as if there was no need to worry even if the sky fell, made her cry unconsciously.
"You saved me three times... This time, it's even more than saving my life... This kind of kindness can only be..."
Thinking of this, her crystal clear earlobes couldn't help but turn red.
When Ni Kun came out of the main hall, he ran into two monks holding cymbals.
The two monks were about to come to the main hall for support. When they saw Ni Kun, they were stunned at first. Then, without saying a word, they threw out cymbals at the same time. The four cymbals rotated at high speed, making a whistling sound, drawing strange arcs, and attacking Ni Kun's vital points in four places.
"This skill is pretty good."
Ni Kun exclaimed in praise, pointed his finger, and a bright yellow sword light shot out, easily breaking the four cymbals and chopping off the heads of the two monks.
After killing two monks, Ni Kun continued to rush to the battlefield where Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan were intercepting the masters of Ciyu Temple.
On the way, he ran into some monks from the Ciyu Temple who had not yet mastered the flying swords but whose martial arts were not weak. He released his flying swords and killed them at will.
They arrived at the front yard without any obstructions and saw a dozen monks forming a small formation, surrounding Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan. They were teasing and insulting them with all kinds of dirty words, trying to disrupt their minds, while they were attacking them relentlessly with their flying swords.
Under the siege of more than a dozen flying swords, Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan each controlled a flying sword to guard the gate, and there were hundreds of sword energies whistling in and out of the periphery to intercept the sword light. Shi Qingxuan also summoned two half-real and half-virtual yellow-turbaned warriors to help them fill in the gaps and block the swords.
Faced with the monks' filthy verbal attacks, Shi Qingxuan turned a deaf ear and focused only on defending himself.
Xiaoqing was so angry that her pretty face turned red. While flying the sword, she cursed in Sichuan dialect, "Ancestors, you're such a idiot, you're such a short-lived kid, and you're such a jerk" out loud.
When the lecherous monks saw her sharp and fierce response, they were not annoyed but burst into laughter.
One said that the young lady had a good tongue, and that Grandpa's vajra liked such tongues; another said that the young lady's slender waist and long legs were enchanting, and that I would definitely enjoy it if I captured you; and there was also a monk who shouted that the two young ladies had no reason to resist? They would lose sooner or later anyway, so they might as well save some strength so that they could fight bare-chested with their brothers on the couch...
In short, all kinds of obscene words came out of his mouth, and even Shi Qingxuan gradually became angry.
When Ni Kun arrived, he happened to hear the two sides swearing at each other. He was annoyed by the filthy words of those lewd monks, so with a cold face he pointed out, and with a clanking sound, the Thunder Tribulation Blade cut off the lewd monk who was shouting the loudest and laughing the most lewdly.
Before the lecherous monk could scream, Xiaoqing seized the opportunity and slashed with her finger. The green bamboo sword responded with a slash, splitting the lecherous monk into two pieces from head to hip.
Ni Kun continued his attack, snapping his fingers repeatedly, and with the sudden attack of the thunder sword, he killed two Vajras and four Arhats in an instant.
The remaining Vajra and Arhats had not expected such a ruthless attack and were thrown into panic. Several monks even tried to run away.
But in this situation, how could they have room to escape?
Shi Qingxuan activated a thunder-summoning talisman, knocking a fleeing monk to the ground, and then swung out a sword, chopping off the head of an lecherous monk.
Xiaoqing's lower body also turned into a snake tail, and her upper body leaned forward, almost touching the ground. As the snake tail swayed, she slid out like lightning, caught up with a fleeing monk, and beheaded him with a sword.
Then the snake swung its tail and strangled a monk's chest, and shouted:
"Don't you want to taste my waist and leg skills? Here it is!"
As he spoke, the snake's tail retracted, and with a snap, it strangled the lewd monk's chest to pieces.
With the three of them working together, the monks of Ciyu Temple, who had previously had the upper hand, were killed to pieces in the blink of an eye.
Ni Kun intended to let Xiaoqing and Shi Qingxuan try their hands more. After killing two Vajras and four Arhats, he stopped killing them.
From time to time, a blade of energy would pop out to intercept a lecherous monk who was trying to escape, or to stop a lecherous monk's dying counterattack.
Shi Qingxuan and Xiaoqing either controlled the green bamboo swords, cast spells and used talismans, or simply engaged in close combat - mainly Xiaoqing. In close combat, the destructive power of her snake tail was no less than that of an ordinary flying sword, and her green armor could also withstand one or two attacks from low-level flying swords.
After a fierce killing spree, all the lewd monks in Ciyu Temple who could use flying swords were killed on the spot.
In the Shushan Swordsman world, Ciyu Temple is a large dungeon in the early stage.
However, the reason why this copy was regarded as a "dragon's den and tiger's lair" by Ni Kun was not because of its own strength.
In the entire Ciyu Temple, the only person Ni Kun takes seriously is the abbot Zhitong.
The other four great Vajra and eighteen Arhats can certainly run rampant in the secular martial arts world and are not afraid of encountering a grandmaster, but they can't even defeat Shi Qingxuan and Xiaoqing in a one-on-one fight. Even if more than a dozen people joined forces, they couldn't defeat them for a long time and could only barely gain the upper hand.
The reason why Ni Kun always thought that Ciyu Temple was dangerous was that he was actually afraid of the evil leaders such as the Green Robe Patriarch who gathered at the Ciyu Temple during the sword fighting period.
But now that Green Robe is not here, and other evil demons who are stronger than Zhitong have not traveled through, the strength of Ciyu Temple itself is really limited here.
Ni Kun and his two well-prepared companions launched a surprise attack and wiped out all the lewd monks in one go.
After killing all the lewd monks, Ni Kun collected the flying swords that fell on the ground.
The flying swords used by the Four Vajras and the Eighteen Arhats were only the lowest-rate, miscellaneous brand flying swords. Ni Kun would feel shabby even if he gave one to someone as a gift, let alone using it himself.
However, although the flying sword is of poor quality, there are some elite metals mixed in the sword body, otherwise it cannot be refined into a flying sword. It is just right to absorb the spiritual energy of gold and strengthen the thunder sword.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Ni Kun took Shi Qingxuan and Xiaoqing to the Main Hall to meet Master Feixuan. They also had to search the Ciyu Temple thoroughly to find Zhitong's evil magic skills and destroy them to prevent them from being lost and causing harm to the world.
