diskusbooks Chapter 532: Five-Phase Brutal Attack
Chapter 532: Five-Phase Brutal Attack
"Want to go?"
Taking advantage of the opportunity presented by the monk from Mount Sumeru's departure, the two powerful figures from Onon Sea transformed into streaks of light and attempted to escape from Xiao Bai's clutches.
Even with the strength of a martial arts saint, it would be difficult to stop them from escaping. However, Chen Futu had been watching the two of them for a while, so he suddenly slashed out with his sword the moment they showed any sign of retreating.
The fourth sword of the Great Heavenly Sword Technique, "Surprising Swan," can only be used when one reaches the level of a Martial Saint.
"cut!"
This sword strike was too swift and abrupt. The last sage of Onon was cleaved in two by the sharp sword light that swept across the sky. The scene was as if an invisible thread had cut through space. The upper half of the sky was clear, while the lower half was stained red with blood and corpses.
The scene caused everyone in the midst of the fierce battle to gasp in shock.
This is the strength of the current Holy Emperor, who has reached the realm of Martial Saint and is invincible among his peers!
"Second son!"
The leader of the Onon Sea let out a miserable scream, his eyes turning red as he looked at Chen Futu. However, he no longer cared about his brother who had been cut in two, and fled alone in a streak of light. He didn't even pay attention to the group of powerful people he had brought with him, and just ran away for his life like a stray dog.
"You can run fast."
Chen Futu changed his stance amidst the chaos because the Western Regions were too far from the Central Plains, and the grasslands and southern borders were the real enemies. Eliminating as many of the enemy's high-end combat forces as possible was the best course of action.
Seeing Chen Futu's ferocity, the two Buddhas spoke in a vast and profound voice: "Your Majesty the Holy Emperor has committed many sins of killing, why not turn back?"
"Where I am is the other shore."
Chen Futu remained calm, while the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was still dripping blood, the holy blood scattering chilling to the bone.
“The Buddha saves all sentient beings. The Holy Emperor’s tyranny today has brought him heavy sins. If he does not turn back, he will be forever trapped in the cycle of reincarnation.”
"Sin? If killing you villains is a sin, then I shall be that sinner today."
Chen Futu's voice echoed throughout the surrounding area, and everyone's expressions varied.
The Holy Emperor is as fearless as rumored, showing no respect even to Mount Sumeru in person.
The two Buddhas shook their heads and said, "In that case, my brother and I will ask the Holy Emperor to die."
"Up to you!"
Xiao Bai raised her little fists and was about to step forward when Chen Futu stopped her, "You go and help Xuan Yuan Hong deal with those two Jinwu Hall people. Leave these two bald monks to me."
"Alright, Little White has dealt with those two old guys and is now here to help Big Brother."
Without further ado, Xiao Bai swung his fist and charged at the two men from Jinwu Hall. Thus, Chen Futu was left alone to face the two Buddhas.
Chen Futu shook the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, a smile playing on his lips. "Are Buddhists all talk and no action? If so, they might as well go back to Little Thunderclap Temple."
The two monks were displeased and spoke in a gloomy tone.
“The Holy Emperor has offended the Buddha and should return to Xiaoleiyin Temple to receive the precepts.”
"Formless, selfless."
"invisible!"
It turns out that the two were named Wuxiang and Wuwo, and like Wunian, they belonged to the Wu generation.
When the two joined forces, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, as if washing away the calamity that had filled the sky. Yet, it also mixed in another kind of highly seductive true energy fluctuation in the air, as if the sound of Buddha's voice echoed in the sea of people's hearts.
Chen Futu narrowed his eyes. "Mental attack? Interesting."
"Please, Your Majesty, return to the Buddhist order to receive the precepts."
"That bald monk is courting death."
Chen Futu smiled coldly, then abruptly withdrew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and raised his fist, "Nine Revolutions Divine Dragon Jade, Reverse Scale Body, Dragon Emperor Fist!"
Using weapons is so boring; it's much more fun to fight with your fists.
Chen Futu, imbued with the aura of the Heavenly Emperor Dao, charged towards the two monks. With a single punch, blood energy hung from the sky, and the fist formed from the thick blood energy slammed into the monks' golden bell shield. A resounding boom echoed, causing the fiercely battling crowd below to feel dizzy and their ears to ring.
This level of combat is approaching the Saint King level, and even Martial Venerables are finding it difficult to withstand.
The two monks took the blow head-on, and seeing cracks appear in the Golden Bell Shield, they became even more enraged. They stretched out one hand and pressed it together, while placing the other hand in front of their chests, chanting, "The true Buddha descends to earth, showing compassion to all living beings."
Buzz!
A colossal golden Buddha phantom appeared behind the two, formed from their surging true energy, and was extremely mystical and majestic.
The golden Buddha sat cross-legged on a golden lotus of merit, his hands forming a Buddhist mudra, his eyes lowered, which suddenly instilled a sense of fear and guilt in the crowd. Some people with low cultivation levels knelt down and kowtowed to the golden Buddha, tears streaming down their faces.
This method was eye-opening, and even the two powerful figures from Hundred Flowers Valley showed solemn expressions. "They say that Buddhism bewitches people's hearts, and seeing it today is indeed terrifying."
The illusory image of the golden Buddha can corrupt a person's six senses and influence their will; even a sage's state of mind can be disturbed.
Chen Futu sized up the golden Buddha, and the imperial dragon aura on his body seemed to be provoked. A phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon hung behind Chen Futu, glaring angrily at the golden Buddha.
The two monks loudly proclaimed, "Since the Buddha himself has arrived and the Holy Emperor has seen him, why do you not bow?"
"Screw you, die!"
"The Dragon Emperor turns, reaching the extreme of Yin."
As soon as Chen Futu finished speaking, the Buddha light that filled the sky was slowed down, and a chilling aura mixed with imperial power and blood swept away, causing the temperature of the entire battlefield to drop below freezing instantly.
Amidst the fierce battle, Wang Zhaojun exclaimed in disbelief, "The Holy Emperor has actually mastered the Frost True Qi!"
She didn't know that this wasn't the true energy of ice, but the extreme yin from the Dragon Emperor's Wheel Technique, which was modified by the system. The extreme yin could transform all of Chen Futu's true energy into yin cold. Moreover, as the severe cold spread, everyone affected by the golden Buddha's six senses was frozen awake, and snot bubbles almost popped out of their noses.
After they realized what had happened, they all glared angrily at the two monks. Some of them started cursing, using extremely vulgar language, the kind that insults ancestors for eighteen generations.
"Holy Emperor, how dare you overstep your bounds?"
The two monks glared angrily, joining forces to block the Yin energy, but their expressions had already changed.
Chen Futu was much stronger than they had expected, and he was no ordinary martial arts saint.
An ordinary martial arts saint would be no match for the combined power of the two Golden Buddhas, as their mental state would be greatly affected, giving them an opportunity to exploit them. However, Chen Futu was able to prevent his six senses from being corrupted.
"You insignificant novice monk, how dare you make such a racket before me! Today I will grant you death to set an example!"
"The wordless stele marks the town."
Chen Futu unleashed the Heavenly Stele, and with a hum, the wordless stele slammed heavily onto the head of the golden Buddha. The Buddha swayed, and the two monks suffered a backlash, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
"All that baring its teeth and claws, and this is all it amounted to?"
Chen Futu sneered and seized the opportunity to engage in close combat.
The Dragon Emperor Fist unleashed its full power, shattering the golden bodies of the two with a single punch, and the golden Buddha also vanished.
"Come again!"
Chen Futu didn't give the two a chance to activate their defenses again. He grabbed the falling blank stele, swung it around, and smashed it at the two of them.
The wordless stele was no ordinary weapon; it was a special national treasure bestowed by the system, which Chen Futu used as a brick, causing two saints to scream and fly through the air, their skin torn open and their blood to splatter, a truly gruesome sight.
"You know what, this brick works pretty well."
Chen Futu laughed loudly and then brutally beat Wuxiang, one of the two monks. Wuxiang's skull was almost cracked from the blows, and he could no longer maintain his image as a high monk. He roared, "Chen Futu, I'll kill you!"