Battle of Pacifying Youzhou (20)

After saying that, Zhu Wushi suddenly unleashed his true energy, blasting Qiu Jiuyang several feet away.

After retreating more than five zhang, Qiu Jiuyang stepped on the ground, leaving a crater, and stopped. He looked at Zhu Wushi with a very solemn expression.

How did Zhu Wushi cultivate his true qi?

Logically speaking, one should advance both spiritual energy and mental energy at the Ascension Realm. How come this guy's true energy is so abundant? His spiritual energy is completely disproportionate to his true energy. In a one-on-one contest of true energy, he is even stronger than him.

Qiu Jiuyang held a black-bladed dagger in his left hand in front of him, while his right hand was behind his back. His right hand, which was behind his back, was now completely engorged with blood, and the flesh of his palm looked as if it was about to burst open.

Before he could think further, Zhu Wushi attacked. Qiu Jiuyang had no choice but to use his inner energy to suppress the injury to his right hand. Black mist emanated from his body, enveloping an area and allowing him to hide within it.

Zhu Wushi flew into the black mist, only to find his divine sense blocked. Looking around, he saw visible black mist spreading all around. Under Qiu Jiuyang's true energy barrier, he couldn't see how big the black mist was.

Many soldiers around him were enveloped in the black mist, and they were immediately filled with panic and screams. With the enhancement of Qiu Jiuyang's true energy, these sounds were amplified infinitely, and they seemed to be screams from hell echoing in Zhu Wushi's ears.

Within the black mist surrounding Zhu Wushi, Qiu Jiuyang used the deathly and resentful aura of the battlefield to conjure up ghostly figures of vengeful spirits, attempting to interfere with Zhu Wushi. However, before they could even get close, they were dispersed by the protective aura surrounding Zhu Wushi.

The sounds of vengeful spirits entered his ears, stirring his mind. Zhu Wushi smiled, however. The techniques of vengeful spirits could disturb one's mind. He could then use this eerie black mist to find an opportunity to strike and kill with one blow. Not a bad technique, but he had chosen the wrong person.

Zhu Wushi recited a passage of scripture, his voice resounding in all directions, and golden ripples spread around him, causing vengeful spirits to scream wherever they passed.

With a "Ah!" sound, he vanished without a trace, even the surrounding black mist receded somewhat.

These black mists were all Qiu Jiuyang's true energy, and even Zhu Wushi himself felt a slight suppression when he was chanting scriptures.

Just then, Zhu Wushi suddenly unleashed his true energy, his right hand transforming into a palm, and a golden palm print of true energy directly dispersed the surrounding black mist, striking towards the left.

Shaolin Great Vajra Palm.

Just as the palm print struck from the left, a black blade flashed past, shattering the print. A figure staggered back a few steps, and the surrounding black mist swirled in all directions, revealing Qiu Jiuyang's figure.

Looking at Zhu Wushi, Qiu Jiuyang's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth.

"Buddhist scriptures for calming the mind and alleviating resentment, or Buddhist martial arts? You are indeed not Dagan of my people; you are from Yan."

Qiu Jiuyang was extremely familiar with these things; they were definitely Buddhist techniques, there was no mistake.

His aura was remarkably similar to that of the monk who never opened his eyes.

Unlike his Dagan arts techniques, even the techniques of the Stone Grotto Great Buddha Temple are not like this. Although they belong to the Buddhist sect, the Stone Buddha is also a martial artist who has always been Dagan martial arts. Their techniques still have the shadow of Dagan arts.

But Zhu Wushi was definitely using authentic Buddhist techniques.

Yan Ren, Zhu Wushi's expression froze, a eunuch?

Without further ado, and with no need to waste words on a dying man, Zhu Wushi flew straight at Qiu Jiuyang, raising his right hand and pressing down like a colossal hand slamming down with boundless power.

The Great Monument Smashing Hand.

Qiu Jiuyang's eyes gleamed with a sharp black light, and a twisted black shadow emerged behind him. A black dagger flashed in his hand, and the shadow, filled with resentment, rushed straight towards Zhu Wushi. A series of wailing sounds rang out, as if a vengeful spirit was demanding a life.

The moment the shadowy figure collided with the palm print, screams erupted continuously, the black energy dissipated until it vanished completely, and the palm print struck down, slamming onto the ground.

"Cough cough." Qiu Jiuyang, who was struck by the palm print, couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, his face contorted with anger and frustration.

That's why he doesn't like going to the Great Yan region; it's too restrictive, and he can't fully utilize the advantages of the Grievance Shadow Art he's practiced.

Ever since his first encounter with that monk in Great Yan, he vowed never to go Great Yan again. He had already given up on several big orders there; fighting there was just too frustrating.

Seeing Zhu Wushi charging towards him, Qiu Jiuyang held a blade in his left hand, its cold light flashing continuously. His body seemed to be enveloped by a black shadow, making him invisible.

Zhu Wushi simply unleashed a barrage of attacks with both hands, using only Buddhist techniques. Once he detected the resentment in Qiu Jiuyang's cultivation method, he knew exactly how to fight.

He started with a passage from the Lotus Sutra, followed by the Vajra Palm and the Great Stele-Smashing Hand, and now he's using the Doluoye Finger and the Shaolin Flower-Picking Finger. Every move is authentic Buddhist martial arts, and under Zhu Wushi's command, they are incredibly powerful.

Qiu Jiuyang could only retreat step by step, his face contorted with pain. He had suffered many injuries and secretly lamented his fate, wondering why he had been chosen by this person. He had originally intended to go find Lu Shuangxing.

I happened to run into them, so I thought I'd deal with Zhu Wushi first before going, but now I'm starting to regret it.

"Aaaaaah!"

With a single punch, the domineering and fierce fist energy shattered Qiu Jiuyang's entire left arm. His remaining right hand tried to retaliate, but it was directly restrained by Zhu Wushi's true energy.

Zhu Wushi smiled knowingly. It was time. The Devouring Pill within his body began to absorb the true energy around him, and the Great Absorption Technique began to operate.

Realizing that his true energy was flowing uncontrollably towards Zhu Wushi, Qiu Jiuyang cried out in terror as he tried to suppress it with his cultivation technique.

"The Blood Buddha Scripture —no, it's the Devouring Demonic Art of the Three Demon Mountain —who exactly are you?"

Who exactly is this guy? He practices orthodox Buddhist martial arts, yet his techniques are such evil arts that devour the cultivation of others.

Then Qiu Jiuyang's face contorted in anger, and his inner energy became violent. He wanted to self-destruct. This was not the way he should die. At least his power should not be used to benefit others.

Seeing this, Zhu Wushi struck Qiu Jiuyang's chest with his palm. His true energy surged into Qiu Jiuyang's body, interrupting Qiu Jiuyang's actions and forcibly controlling Qiu Jiuyang's body with his own true energy.

He looked at Qiu Jiuyang with a mocking expression and said.

Do you think you still have a chance to resist me now?

He fought for so long precisely to weaken Qiu Jiuyang's strength. Otherwise, he could have directly used his Great Absorption Technique, but he probably couldn't control some of Qiu Jiuyang's actions, after all, this guy is quite strong.

Qiu Jiuyang's eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at Zhu Wushi, who was so close to him. He could no longer control his body and could only watch helplessly as his internal energy flowed towards Zhu Wushi.

When Zhu Wushi finished absorbing all the internal energy, Qiu Jiuyang's body went limp and his vital energy waned, clearly indicating that he was not far from dying from exhaustion.

Zhu Wushi tossed Qiu Jiuyang away like trash, unleashing a burst of true energy from his palm. As the blood mist dissipated, the Shadow Kill Hall Master's life came to an end.

On the other side, Lu Shuangxing wielded a White Deer Sword, fighting with graceful movements and elegant swordplay. A white deer shadow moved, yet it carried endless killing intent.

However, his situation was not good. He was at a disadvantage. Although his robes were protected by protective qi, many parts of them were burned away by the flames, and the exposed skin and flesh were charred.

Two experts from the Lieyang Sect, both at the Ascension Realm, entangled him, their bodies wreathed in flames that exploded violently, leaving scorched earth in their wake.

The two men stared intently at Lu Shuangxing, seemingly determined to succeed, their eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. They had finally caught the big one.

Taking down Lu Shuangxing would be an absolute great achievement, and the rewards for them and their sect would be substantial, whether from the imperial court or the Five Elements Heavenly Sect.