Monk Jinguang Xuan Kong

"Fellow disciples, follow me to eliminate devils and uphold the Dao! Kill this madman!"

Then, the five disciples of the Longevity Sect, within the Five Elements Demon Subduing Formation, began to coordinate their attacks. Various blows landed on Ye Wen, dazzling the eyes. All of them were insidious attacks aimed at Ye Wen's eyes, along with his constant assaults.

Ye Wen was also angered. They still wanted to fight, and so basely. He stopped being polite and attacked again. However, the Five Elements Demon Subduing Formation was indeed quite ingenious and flexible. Ye Wen, with his full strength, couldn't hit them at all.

The moment Ye Wen's attack arrived, they would use the formation's advantage to quickly pull the person about to be attacked back, avoiding Ye Wen's strike. Meanwhile, others could attack Ye Wen with full force. If it weren't for his powerful physique, any other Martial Artist of the same level would have likely been injured long ago.

Interesting, Ye Wen couldn't help but exclaim. He hadn't studied any profound Martial Skills. If he had powerful Martial Skills, the opponents wouldn't have had time to pull back before being hit. This situation was entirely skill suppression. Annoyed, Ye Wen took out the Blood Drinker Devil Blade from his back.

He tore off the cloth wrapping the Blood Drinker Devil Blade and, the moment he gripped the hilt, Ye Wen felt as if he wasn't himself, an infinite killing intent surging within him.

Ye Wen's speed increased again. He swung the blade rapidly at the Longevity Sect disciples surrounding him. They didn't even have time to retrieve their spiritual artifacts before all of them were shattered and fell to the ground by this single strike.

While the five from the Longevity Sect were still spitting blood, Ye Wen, as if unable to control himself, swung the blade again. This time, only Senior Brother Lu reacted in time, managing to retreat a few steps and narrowly dodging the attack. However, his other junior brothers were all cut in half, dying tragically on the spot!

"A Devilish Artifact! A Devilish Artifact! You're from the Devilish Sect!"

After Senior Brother Lu exclaimed this, he quickly retreated and vanished outside the city gate in the blink of an eye.

Ye Wen looked at the tragic scene and quickly regained control of his mind, shaking off the Blood Drinker Devil Blade's influence. He tightly wrapped the Devil Blade again.

"I'm sorry, I really couldn't control it. I told you to leave quickly, but you insisted on forcing me to draw my blade. Now look, after drawing my blade, I had too much killing intent! I clearly gained control after the first swing and wanted to stop, but it still swung out."

Just as Ye Wen finished wrapping the Devil Blade and prepared to leave, a Buddhist chant echoed.

"Amitabha, benefactor, such immense killing intent!"

Ye Wen looked ahead and saw a bald youth suddenly emerge, dressed in coarse yellow robes and holding a Demon Subduing Staff! He was staring at Ye Wen with imposing energy.

Ye Wen looked at the newcomer, whose aura was as strong as a rainbow, like a fully enlightened monk. Ye Wen began to take him seriously. After all, since the seal was broken, there seemed to be more Xiantian realm cultivators in this world?

"Who are you?"

The newcomer directly planted the Demon Subduing Staff into the ground, clasped his hands together, and said to Ye Wen.

"This humble monk's dharma name is Xuan Kong, from Xiaolin Temple. I sensed a monstrous amount of Devilish Qi from afar. It seems, benefactor, that you have entered the Devilish Dao?"

"Oh? Greetings, Master. I am doing very well and have not entered the Devilish Dao?"

Xuan Kong recited another Buddhist phrase, pointed at the corpses not far away, and said with a solemn expression.

"After slaughtering so many people, benefactor, do you not fear your demonic roots run deep?"

"Hahaha, Master, your words are misplaced! These people were strangers to me, and they attacked me first. Is it wrong for me to retaliate and accidentally kill them? Should I have offered my neck for slaughter, to be killed by others, and then I wouldn't be a devil?"

Ye Wen detested people who stood on the highest moral ground and attacked others with simplistic reasoning, as if their understanding was the only correct one in the world.

"It appears, benefactor, that your demonic roots are indeed deep. You killed so many people without any guilt or compassion. This humble monk will eliminate devils and uphold the Dao today!"

With that, the monk directly picked up the Demon Subduing Staff and attacked Ye Wen. This monk also seemed to follow the path of the physical body.

His muscles rapidly bulged, and with one step, he left a deep footprint. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Wen, swinging the Demon Subduing Staff towards Ye Wen's chest.

Ye Wen shouted, "Good!"

He began to fight Xuan Kong bare-handed. After dozens of exchanges, neither side had gained the upper hand.

This time, Ye Wen fought to his heart's content, feeling completely uninhibited. With his recently increased strength, Ye Wen was beginning to adapt. The more he fought, the more skillful he became. Although he was hit by Xuan Kong from time to time, it only felt a little painful, with no other effects.

"Exhilarating, truly exhilarating! Those people earlier were just scratching an itch with their weapons; it wasn't satisfying at all. Unlike fighting with you, monk, this is truly enjoyable."

Ye Wen said with a hearty laugh.

Xuan Kong was already very surprised. From the beginning, he had noticed Ye Wen's powerful physique, which seemed no less than his own Vajra Demon Subduing Body.

Who knew that after they began fighting, he realized his own body was not as strong as Ye Wen's. After several exchanges, he already felt he had sustained significant internal injuries. Thus, he decided not to hold back and to attack with full force.