Iron Tube the monk!
His sudden appearance caught me slightly off guard.
But after striking with his Buddhist staff, Iron Tube did not stop.
He raised his staff and charged the gaunt man from the Yin Ghost Sect again...
Seeing this, the gaunt man let out a muffled roar:
"Yin Ghost Dharma Blades..."
As he spoke, the two black-qi daggers in his hands instantly began to emit ghostly glimmers, carrying an intense baleful yin aura.
He was a living person, yet the aura around him was baleful yin energy. He cultivated a demonic art!
And judging by his aura, his cultivation was far from weak. He was at least in the mid-stage Strength Soul Realm.
About the same as Pan Ling and Zhang Yuchen, who had only reached that realm this month...
Iron Tube did not back down either, and his cultivation was even higher.
He had nearly reached the peak of the Strength Soul Realm.
He closed in again and fiercely brought down his Buddhist staff.
With a bang, the black-qi blades blocked it.
Evil yin energy and Buddhist true energy erupted at once, rippling outward in waves.
Then, with his other hand, he suddenly shouted:
"World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas. Prajna Bama Kong!"
He thrust out a hand seal.
In that instant, a phantom swastika symbol seemed to appear.
The gaunt man from the Yin Ghost Sect could not dodge in time and immediately let out a piercing scream.
"Ah..."
His entire body was blasted onto the ground, and he coughed up blood repeatedly.
"Damn it, damn it! You monk, you just won't quit..."
Though Iron Tube was a monk, he was ruthless.
The moment the man was blasted to the ground, Iron Tube raised his staff and smashed it toward his head.
The heavily injured demon cultivator of