Mission system is a bit skinny

Chapter 564 Killing
Cihang Pudu was already in the air, and he already felt the breath of the real dragon's blood essence. He looked down and found a blood cocoon that was constantly shrinking and expanding, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

He has been planning this thing for an unknown amount of time. Once he swallows it, he may turn into a real dragon.

However, all of this was destroyed by this unknown thief.

He didn't care about the details of how Xiahou refined the real dragon's blood essence. The most urgent thing was to swallow Xiahou and refine it before he could completely refine it. Maybe he could keep more than [-]% of it. Effect.

Thinking up to this point, Cihang Pudu directly opened his mouth and took a breath, wanting to swallow Xiahou.

A suction force came out suddenly, and the blood cocoon flew up from the ground, and flew directly towards Cihang Pudu's mouth.

Xia Hou, who was inside the blood cocoon, also felt the threat, and he didn't care about continuing to refine the blood essence of the real dragon. He unsheathed the precious knife in his hand, broke the blood cocoon in an instant, and slashed at Cihang Pudu with the knife.

Reed!
The blood-red sword light flashed across the sky, and Xia Hou flew back backwards.

But there was a bloodstain on the corner of Cihang Pudu's mouth, and his expression became a little unbelievable.

"Is this the big monster you mentioned?" Xia Hou asked vigilantly beside Lin Qianjun.

"Well, how about it? Isn't it very challenging?" Lin Qianjun smiled.

Xia Hou did not answer Lin Qianjun's words.

In his eyes, Cihang Pudu's monstrous aura almost penetrates the sky, in other words, his cultivation level is absolutely rare in the world.

"How dare you hurt my skin, go to hell!" Cihang Pudu suddenly raised his palm and patted Xiahou.

With the palm out, a swastika Buddha seal with a size of several tens of feet appeared, and accompanied by a burst of Sanskrit singing, it went straight to Xiahou.

When Xiahou saw this, his expression was extremely horrified.

He couldn't dodge it in time, and was hit by it directly. The treasured sword in his hand was twisted and deformed, and his figure was blown hundreds of meters away.

On the other side, Lin Qianjun stood in the void, and the swastika palm print didn't hurt him at all.

Seeing this, Cihang Pudu couldn't help but focus on Lin Qianjun.

Lin Qianjun pointed to Xia Hou who was struggling to get up in the distance and said: "He is the one who stole your things, and it's none of my business. You can trouble him."

Hearing this, Cihang Pudu lost interest in Lin Qianjun's attack for some reason, and he didn't even care about Lin Qianjun's existence.

After Xia Hou endured that palm, almost all the meridians and bones in his body were shattered, and his internal organs were also seriously injured.

But the real dragon blood essence in his body instantly released strong energy, allowing him to recover from his injuries quickly, but he couldn't breathe, and he felt alive again.

At this time, Cihang Pudu rushed over again, Xia Hou's expression changed slightly, he stretched out his hand to straighten the twisted sword, all the power of Qi and blood in his body was concentrated on the sword in his hand, and a layer of red light was attached to it.

"Amitabha, benefactor, the world is full of suffering, why not take refuge in my Buddha!"

Cihang Pudu chanted the Buddha's voice, which disturbed Xia Hou in a trance. Taking this opportunity, Cihang Pudu slapped out again.

The Buddha's light bloomed, and a huge handprint with tens of feet in length appeared instantly.

At the last moment, Xia Hou came to his senses, and quickly raised his knife to meet him.

Reed!
Boom!

The blood-red sword light flickered and collided with the huge Buddha's palm. Xiahou's feet sank deep into the ground, plowing out two ravines more than [-] meters long.

The treasured knife in his hand was bent again, and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, his expression was very ugly.

Although he has not been with Lin Qianjun for a long time, his cultivation has at least improved by a level compared to before.

Moreover, after swallowing the blood essence of the real dragon, his cultivation base has shown an exponential rise. Up to now, he himself does not know how strong he is.

Even so, he was still no match for the demon monk in front of him.

Its strength is really terrifying! !

And Cihang Pudu was also extremely frightened at this time.

He slapped two palms with all his strength in his own human form.

However, even so, Xiahou was still able to stand and confront him, and even the aura on his body was still rising.

Cihang Pudu was surprised and distressed seeing the majestic power of Qi and blood gushing out continuously.

What surprised him was the power of the real dragon's blood essence, and what made him feel distressed was that Xiahou's consumption of the real dragon's blood essence was nothing short of a waste.

With this thought in mind, Cihang Pudu no longer had the thought of fighting Xiahou.

He sang in his mouth: "Amitabha."

The moment the sound fell, the Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, and his figure changed suddenly. After a while, a huge Buddha figure with hundreds of feet in size appeared.

Its whole body is shrouded in the light of divine harmony, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds come out, making people unable to bear the thought of conversion when they see it.

Cihang Pudu uttered a grand Dharma sound and said to Xia Hou: "The true Buddha is here, the benefactor has not put down the butcher knife, and quickly converted!!!"

Xiahou was in a trance, but soon came back to his senses, he said: "True Buddha? Huh, in this world, even the real Buddha came to the world and wanted to persuade me to convert, I have to cut him first to see if he is strong enough. !!"

After saying that, Xiahou swung his saber directly, and directly attacked the Buddha Dharma transformed by Cihang Pudu.

"Amitabha!" Cihang Pudu sighed, and said, "There is no way to save me, so I have no choice but to use the method of the vajra's angry eyes!!"

As the sound fell, the huge Buddha body also raised its hand suddenly, and slapped towards Xiahou.

This attack was different from before, its power was at least dozens of times stronger, Xiahou was suppressed under the Buddha's palm in an instant, and the precious sword in his hand was completely scrapped, turning into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

After the Buddha's palm caught Xiahou, what he did was not the work of a Buddha.

Instead, he directly threw Xiahou into his mouth.

Where did this kind of behavior come from?

It's clearly a demon in Buddhist clothes.

Xiahou's muscles and bones were crushed by the bergamot. Even with the blood of the real dragon constantly repairing it, it was still difficult for him to struggle. Seeing that he was about to fall into the giant mouth, a trace of sadness appeared in his heart.

Fortunately, he still wanted to compete with Yan Chixia for number one in the world, even if he really won the title of number one in the world, so what?

Look at the big monster in front of him, his strength has improved so much, he is still not an opponent.

Is this number one in the world really the number one in the world?
While lamenting in his heart, Xiahou had already been thrown into his mouth by this giant Buddha.

The huge upper and lower jaws closed quickly, and Xiahou also gave up the idea of ​​struggling.

"The sword transforms into thousands!"

A loud shout sounded, and at this critical moment, the infinite sword light penetrated the giant Buddha's head, rushed into its mouth and rescued Xia Hou.

Xiahou was carried forward by hundreds of swords, and at the same time saw the person who was flying with the sword.

Although his appearance became much younger, and there was a scarlet dao pattern between his eyebrows, he still recognized that this was the Yan Chixia whom he wanted to compete for No. 1 in the world.

"Yan Chixia, why are you here? What's the matter with these flying swords?" Xiahou said with a surprised expression as his injury recovered a little under the power of the real dragon's blood gushing out.

He only knew that Yan Chixia's martial arts were unparalleled in the world, but he didn't expect that Yan Chixia could actually control the sword.

Could it be that Yan Chixia had been letting him in before?
Thinking of this, Xia Hou's expression couldn't help changing.

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Chixia also recognized Xiahou, so he immediately taunted: "Brother Xiahou? What a coincidence!! Why are you so reluctant to travel inside that evildoer's belly?"

Hearing this, Xiahou cheered up instantly, and said, "Yan Chixia, don't be complacent, I will fight you again after I kill this evildoer, this time I must win you!!"

"Then I want to see how you have grown, brother Xiahou these years!!" Yan Chixia laughed.

At this time, Cihang Pudu was extremely angry in his heart, and even the Buddha's face pierced with a big hole was extremely hideous.

He said angrily: "Smelly Taoist priest, you are looking for death!!"

After all, he didn't pretend to be a Buddha anymore. He leaped forward and turned into a huge centipede with a length of thousands of feet in mid-air. The densely packed jointed limbs swayed forward on both sides of his body, and his body twisted and circled, directly facing Yan Chi. Xia and the others chased after them.

"Centipede? Hiss, it's so big, how long does it take to drink wine?" Yan Chixia asked in surprise.

"It's enough for you to drink for a lifetime, cut him off first, and then give me the weapon." Xiahou said.

"Are you okay?" Yan Chixia looked at Xiahou with some suspicion.

After all, Xiahou's appearance before was no different from death, and now he still wants to fight this big monster, I am afraid it will be difficult.

"I'll do whatever you want, don't talk nonsense!" Xia Hou glared at Yan Chixia and said.

Hearing this, Yan Chixia didn't talk nonsense, took out a knife from the sword box and threw it to Xiahou.

He got this knife on his way to Kyoto.

Its name is the Dragon Slaying Knife, and it is said that it was made by a legendary alien. As long as you hold it, you can command the world.

At that time, many people in the Jianghu fought fiercely for this knife, and even injured many innocent people's lives.

In order to avoid disputes, he took the knife and asked those who wanted it to come to him.

It's a coincidence that it's really a coincidence, now that Xia Hou needs to use a knife, he happened to give it to him.

With the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, Xiahou felt that his state was different.

The power of his qi and blood poured into the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand, and he said to Yan Chixia: "Don't run away, turn around and fight!"

"Okay." Yan Chixia nodded.

Immediately, all the flying swords came to a standstill, Yan Chixia made a tactic in her hand, turned around abruptly, and controlled Wanjian to attack Cihang Pudu.

Ding ding ding ding~!

Countless flying swords were resisted by Cihang Pudu's hard carapace, but Yan Chixia's attack failed to break through the defense.

After all, Yan Chixia's flying sword is still too low, so even if he has a high level of cultivation, it is difficult to cause harm to Cihang Pudu.

However, Yan Chixia did not stop attacking. Under the attacks of countless flying swords, the carapace on Cihang Pudu's body also became bright red.

If this continues, he may be roasted immediately.

At the same time, Xiahou also made a move.

A blood-red ray of light burst out from the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, condensing a blood-colored dragon-shaped knife gang that was hundreds of meters long, and slashed out suddenly.

Ang~!

The dragon-shaped blade passed over Cihang Pudu's body in an instant, and Cihang Pudu's huge monster body also stopped in mid-air at the same time. After two breaths, it broke away from it and fell straight down.

Bang~bang~boom!
Looking at the huge monster corpse with a height of thousands of feet below, Xia Hou and Yan Chixia exchanged glances, and they couldn't help feeling a little sympathy for each other.

(End of this chapter)