The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

"Hmm?"

As the silver-haired old Daoist was recycled by Su Mu, the ancient chanting of scriptures also disappeared simultaneously. Several people also woke up one after another, first in astonishment, and then quickly realized that their positions had changed.

"Amitabha, I did not expect this Taishang Legacy to be right inside the city. It is truly beyond this old monk's expectations."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist title, unable to help but ridicule himself, but his eyes constantly drifted toward the purple-gold red gourd on the ground.

"A person who has left home is not bound by external things. For the Great Master to care so much about the Taishang Legacy, is it not a bit too attached to appearances?"

The masked man standing beside Jing Chen snorted coldly, his voice hoarse, chiding without any politeness.

"The benefactor is mistaken."

Hearing the masked man's words, Jing Chen was not angry. On the contrary, he revealed a compassionate and loving expression, saying, "The Buddha said, if I do not enter hell, who will? Before this item even emerged, it had already caused many tribulations. It is truly an ominous thing. Although this old monk's cultivation is shallow, I am willing to follow the Buddha's example of cutting flesh to feed the eagles, using this old body to permanently suppress this item."

The old monk spoke a long speech righteously, appearing to sacrifice himself for justice, but the masked man laughed in disdain, while Li Taibai did not even have the mood to mock, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the Hanba, who seemed to have not yet woken up.

Clearly coveting the Taishang Legacy, yet still wanting to find such a high-sounding reason, this old monk's behavior was indeed the style of the Pure Land Sect.

"Roar!!!"

Just as several people were casting disdainful glances at the old monk, the Hanba suddenly let out a roar, unexpectedly attacking Su Mu, who was standing closest to the purple-gold red gourd.

"Beast, how dare you!!"

Seeing the Hanba suddenly rise to injure someone, Li Taibai was already prepared. He flashed to block in front of Su Mu, and a green sword light flew out from the sword box, stabbing straight into the Hanba's chest.

"Clang!"

A sound of metal colliding rang out. In Li Taibai's astonished gaze, the green sword light was directly knocked away, falling to the ground and transforming into a green longsword, while the Hanba was completely unharmed.

But this action of Li Taibai angered the Hanba. Its red eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity, and it let out a low growl, no longer going to snatch the gourd, but turning to attack Li Taibai.

"Come on!"

The first attack failed, but Li Taibai was not disappointed at all. Seeing the Hanba attacking him, he instead revealed an excited expression, summoning the green longsword to meet it.

Disturbed by the fighting of the two, Su Mu also woke up from his dazed state. Just as he was about to examine the current situation, he saw a swastika Buddhist seal and a white flame rushing straight toward his face.

"Dammit!"

Seeing Jing Chen and the masked man simultaneously attacking him, Su Mu cursed in his heart, instinctively using the Shenzutong, narrowly evading these two attacks.

"Shenzutong?"

Seeing Su Mu actually use a Buddhist divine ability, the old monk was clearly somewhat astonished, as if thinking of something, while the masked man took the opportunity to rush toward the purple-gold red gourd.

Seeing this, the old monk also utilized the Shenzutong, unexpectedly arriving in front of the purple-gold gourd before the masked man, seeing that he was about to get the gourd in his hand.

"Palm Thunder, go!"

At this moment, Su Mu, who had been sneak-attacked for no reason, suddenly acted. The Gengjin Divine Thunder, which had the greatest destructive power, struck toward the old monk without any mercy.

Su Mu chose the timing extremely cleverly. If the old monk let go, he could naturally evade it, but if he stubbornly wanted to snatch the gourd, he would surely be heavily injured by the thunder method.

"The benefactor's cultivation is truly high. A casual Palm Thunder has such power, not inferior to Benefactor Li's sword qi. It's a pity it still hasn't broken this old monk's Mingwang Golden Body."

Seeing the thunder method attack, Jing Chen appeared admiring, but his hand had no intention of evading, instead utilizing the Mingwang Golden Body to resist it head-on.

Indeed, the Gengjin Divine Thunder struck Jing Chen, but it was blocked by the Mingwang Golden Body, unable to do anything to the other party.

"Benefactor, please do not do useless work anymore. If you leave early, our Pure Land Sect is willing to remember this favor of yours."

Looking at the Gengjin Divine Thunder still deadlocked with the golden body, Jing Chen shook his head, a trace of threat hidden in his voice.

Looking at Su Mu's attire, he was clearly a rogue cultivator. If he did not want to die, he would absolutely not go to offend the Pure Land Sect, one of the seven major sects.

"Apologies, but I don't care for the Pure Land Sect's favor."

Seeing the old monk so self-righteous, and casually drawing hatred for him, Su Mu smiled instead of being angry. His magic power vibrated, and a trace of green suddenly appeared in the white Gengjin Divine Thunder, followed by black, red, and yellow, and the Gengjin Divine Thunder transformed into the Five Directions Divine Thunder.

The five elements rotated, as natural as one wished.

The Mingwang Golden Body, which was originally as immovable as a mountain, suddenly shook, and even dimmed by a few degrees. The place struck by the divine thunder even had a tendency to dissolve.

Jing Chen, who was about to grab the gourd, frowned upon seeing this, and hurriedly retreated, while clasping his hands. The crumbling Mingwang Golden Body instantly shone with brilliant golden light, forcefully pushing Su Mu's Five Directions Divine Thunder away.

Seeing the old monk finally get serious, Su Mu grinned, throwing Palm Thunders as if they cost nothing toward the old monk, seemingly wanting to deadlock with the other party's Mingwang Golden Body.

And at this moment, the masked man, who was only a step slower than the old monk, suddenly threw out a giant hand made of white flame, grabbing the gourd in one hand, intending to rush out of the palace.

Swoosh!

At this moment, Li Taibai, who was entangling with the Hanba, suddenly freed a hand, throwing out a streak of sword qi that severed the flame hand.

The flame dissipated, and the sword qi went on undiminished, falling onto the gourd, and suddenly transforming into a soft thread, wrapping around the gourd and flying toward Li Taibai.

The masked man snorted coldly upon seeing this, and the white flame suddenly exploded, carrying a terrifying temperature, rushing straight toward Li Taibai.

At the same time, the Hanba, which was originally like a wild beast only relying on instinct to entangle with Li Taibai, let out a roar, its entire body wrapped in red flames, pouncing toward Li Taibai.

Attacked from both sides, Li Taibai had no intention of evading, his gaze becoming even more intense. Holding the sword in front of his chest, he let out a low shout.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

Countless green sword Qis flew out from Li Taibai's body, as if a green lotus was blooming, dispersing the flames around the person and the corpse, blocking the offensive of the two.

Seeing Li Taibai perform so amazingly, Su Mu secretly admired him in his heart.

Originally, he had planned to help the other party break the siege, but he did not expect the other party to actually be able to fight two alone, and not fall into the disadvantage at all.

The title of Sword Immortal indeed lived up to its reputation.

But fighting two alone would eventually be disadvantageous for Li Taibai. Su Mu only hesitated for a moment, then urged the Wulei Zixing, attacking toward the Hanba.

And Li Taibai also noticed Su Mu's intention, ignoring the Hanba behind him, and the green sword lotus suddenly changed direction, transforming into a giant green sword, slashing toward the masked man.

Su Mu's action was clearly somewhat beyond the masked man's expectations. Unable to evade in time, he could only choose to resist this sword strike head-on.

Boom!

Two loud explosions rang out consecutively. The masked man and the Hanba flew backward simultaneously. The masked man spat out fresh blood, clearly heavily injured, while the Hanba lay motionless, its life or death unknown.

Confronting the masked man head-on with one move, Li Taibai was clearly also not feeling well. Although he did not reach the point of spitting blood, the sword qi wrapped around the gourd could not be maintained, only allowing the gourd to fall.

Seeing the gourd fall from the air, Su Mu's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to snatch it, he found a golden light flashing beside him, taking a step ahead to rush toward the gourd.

"This item has a destiny with my Buddha."

The old monk had a smile on his face, looking at the gourd close at hand, his gaze burning hot.

With it, our Buddhist sect will no longer have to be restricted by others!

At this moment, a purple flame flashed, and another masked person suddenly appeared, snatching the gourd before Jing Chen.

"Apologies, Great Master, but this item has no destiny with the Buddhist sect."