City Against Heaven Doctor

Chapter 50 You have violated the precept

In the sky, the two momentums are still rising.

Both of them are constantly raising their vitality and urging their own spells.

"drink--"

Kumo yelled violently, and the twelve golden Buddha statues rolled towards Jiang Feiyun.

With a wave of Jiang Feiyun's arm, the red fire lotus under his feet burst instantly, and the red petals shot towards the twelve Buddha statues chaotically like thousands of arrows.

dong dong dong...

The petals of the flames hit the Buddha statue continuously, making deafening noises, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

The monks who were standing nearby to watch the battle were so weak that they couldn't help but cover their ears, and their mouths and noses began to bleed.

The confrontation between the flame and the Buddha statue continued to erode each other, and staged a tug-of-war.

The scorching heat turned the surrounding trees into charcoal, and the Xuanlian Sky Fire was like a big net, wrapped in the sky, constantly burning everything.

Kumo, with his hands clasped together, just gritted his teeth, his feet began to slide back involuntarily as he watched the twelve Buddha statues struggling to hold on in the sky.

"Hiss...why is this kid's cultivation so high?"

Kumo asks himself the early stage of stepping into the respectful state for many years, the basis is solid, and he can even get a glimpse of the middle stage of respecting.

But today, in the hands of a young man, there is no benefit.

"Who is this son?"

Kumo was shocked and confused.

In the entire south of the Yangtze River, there are only a handful of people who can reach the state of dignity.

If there is, there is no one who is not a giant, how come he has never heard of the name?

Taking a detailed look at the entire Jiangnan region, it is roughly the number of years since the head of the Jin family entered the realm of respect.

"Could it be that this person is from the Jin family?"

Kumo immediately denied the speculation in his heart. This person claimed to be surnamed Jiang and had no connection with the Jin family.

However, Kumo can't afford to think about it now, because the more he perseveres, Kumo finds that he is gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Kumo looked at the gradually shattering golden Buddha statue in the sky, and thought that if it continued like this, he would be invincible after all.

When Kumo looked at Jiang Feiyun again, there was awe in his eyes. He had not encountered such a powerful enemy in many years.

"It's incredible! It's incredible!" Ku Mo repeatedly exclaimed, "At such a young age, he has such extraordinary abilities. If given time, he might be able to catch up with the Patriarch of the Jin family."

boom--

Suddenly, a dazzling explosion erupted in the sky.

The flames and golden light burst out, dazzling people's eyes, and everyone closed their eyes one after another.

A powerful explosive force cracked the ground, and even the surrounding trees were broken, or even wiped out.

After a thrilling explosion, everything returned to calm.

The twelve shining golden Buddha statues were no longer in the sky, and the fire that filled the sky turned into sparks that scattered one after another.

Jiang Feiyun fell back several steps in a row, kicked the floor with his back foot, and his toes sank deeply into the floor, barely stopping his decline.

On the other hand, Kumo was not much better, the whole person was like an old man in his dying years, he took several steps back one after another, and finally staggered and stabilized his figure.

"Wow!"

Kumo could no longer hold back the mouthful of blood. He raised his right hand and spit the blood into the sleeve of his cassock.

Then he quickly wiped the blood on his mouth, and finally pretended that nothing was wrong and stood there.

When the dust settled, the monks who were thrown out got up from the ground one after another.

When they saw Kuma still standing at the door like Mount Tai, their faces were full of ecstasy.

"Ha, is the host win win win...?"

But when the words came to their lips, another familiar figure was seen in the eye sockets of these people, still standing in the square.

"hiss!"

These monks all gasped.

Under such a strong confrontation, Jiang Feiyun was still standing on the square unharmed, as if he was on equal terms with the god-like host in their hearts.

Just now these people had sworn that Jiang Feiyun would be defeated, but the result was far beyond their expectations.

"How is it possible? This kid is actually on par with the host."

Everyone's hearts trembled, and the eyes they looked at Jiang Feiyun became terrified and panicked. It turned out that they still underestimated this young and immature person.

But in the crowd, someone suddenly had an idea and said: "This kid will have a big fight with the host, and he will definitely lose his vitality, and his strength will not be as good as before."

When reminded by this person, a thought suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one knew what to do, but now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you can take Jiang Feiyun down by taking the opportunity, it will definitely be a great achievement.

"Stop it all—"

Kumo seemed to have noticed these disciples who were ready to make a move, and immediately stopped.

"I, Baima Temple, act upright, how can I do such a thing that takes advantage of others' danger."

After hearing this, these monks' faces suddenly became hot.

Kumo looked at Jiang Feiyun, but he didn't see any serious injuries on the other side. At most, his breathing was a little disturbed, and there was sweat on his forehead. It didn't look like he even spit out a mouthful of blood secretly.

Kumo solemnly asked: "Benefactor, I have offended you just now, I hope you will forgive me."

"Host?"

Everyone actually heard that their host actually bowed his head to this person, their faces were filled with horror and bewilderment.

Although Jiang Feiyun was very strong, at most he was equal to their host, and the host was not so humble.

Kumo ignored the words of these disciples, but stared at Jiang Feiyun instead.

He is already injured at this time, if this person is still unwilling to let go, I am afraid that he may not have a perfect chance of winning until he runs out of fuel.

"May I ask why the donor came to my White Horse Temple?"

Jiang Feiyun adjusted his breathing and calmed down a little. Seeing that Kumo was still standing, he was a little surprised in his heart.

The old-fashioned respected master is really amazing.

Jiang Feiyun took out a wooden comb from his pocket, and threw it at Kumo.

call out--

The wooden comb was nailed to the doorpost and penetrated three inches into the wood.

Kumo glanced at the wooden comb, his eyes froze for a moment, but then returned to normal.

Jiang Feiyun asked: "Dare to ask, is this written by you, the host?"

Kuma stood there and said nothing.

Seeing Kumo, Jiang Feiyun remained silent, so he regarded him as acquiescing, and asked again: "Why are you targeting the Zhao family? Aren't Buddhists all practicing Zen in seclusion, and don't ask questions of the world? Preside over this move, Is it a violation of the precept?"

Kumo let out a heavy breath, and replied, "Benefactor, it's you who broke the boundary."

Jiang Feiyun's face turned cold. Is this old guy playing a word game with him?
"how do I say this?"

Kumo said: "This comb has nothing to do with my White Horse Temple."

Jiang Feiyun snorted coldly, and said, "Monks don't tell lies, abbot, you have violated the precept again. I just ask you, did you refine this spiritual weapon? Why did you target the Zhao family?"

Kumo still stood there without saying a word.

Jiang Feiyun couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his right hand, and a red fire burst out from the palm of his hand, causing the air to twist.

"If you don't tell me, I might as well burn your ruined temple to the ground today."

When Kumo saw this terrifying red flame, his heart suddenly felt weak. He had experienced the power of this flame just now.

Now with his injured body, how could he possibly be able to dissolve this strange flame.

"That's all! That's all!" Kumo sighed.

After hearing this, Jiang Feiyun immediately shook hands to extinguish the flame in his hand.

At this moment, Kumo had to bow to Jiang Feiyun.

"That's right, this wooden comb was made by the old monk."

Jiang Feiyun didn't feel any surprise, and asked again: "Why did you do this, who ordered you to do this?"

Kumo said: "No one instigated the old monk, it was all done by the old monk alone, and has nothing to do with the White Horse Temple."

Kumo closed his eyes and said: "Monks don't lie. If the donor still doesn't want to believe it, I can't do anything. I can only use this life to clear the name of the White Horse Temple."

Jiang Feiyun was a little helpless when he saw this old guy actually put on a look of wanting to kill or cut him down.

Jiang Feiyun wouldn't mind if this Kumo fought him, but with his appearance now, Jiang Feiyun really couldn't bear to bully an old man over sixty years old.

Now that Kumo has admitted it frankly, it is inconvenient for Jiang Feiyun to entangle him, but there is still a trace of doubt in his heart.

Could it be that the Zhao family offended the White Horse Temple, or had a feud with this Master Kumo?

It seems that this matter has to go back to the Zhao family to ask for clarification.

Jiang Feiyun turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, looked back at Kumo, and said, "I don't want to see this kind of thing happen again, I hope the White Horse Temple will respect itself!"

After Jiang Feiyun finished speaking, he walked down the stone steps...

After Jiang Feiyun left here, those monks who were silent like cicadas dared to move.

More than a dozen monks ran to Kumo's side one after another, and shouted angrily: "Master, how could you let this kid go away like this? He swaggered into our White Horse Temple and killed his junior brother. Could it be so easy? Let him go?"

Kumo endured the noisy cries around him, and suddenly, with a "puchi", a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground again.

"Host!!!"

The people on the left and right were shocked when they saw this scene.

Kumo was fine just now, why did he vomit blood?
Kumo's face suddenly turned pale, and his body was crumbling.

Just now he was just holding on and never showed it in front of Jiang Feiyun. Now that Jiang Feiyun is finally gone, the injuries hidden in his body can no longer be suppressed.

Kumo looked at the direction where Jiang Feiyun disappeared, and sighed: "Strong! Really strong! I was defeated by a 20-year-old man."

The surrounding monks were shocked when they heard this.

"what?!"

These people looked at each other. They had just seen Kumo holding Taishan steady, and they thought they were equally matched with that kid, but they did not expect that even the host was not his opponent.

Everyone who knew the truth remembered that they wanted to hunt down and kill Jiang Feiyun just now. Isn't this going to seek their own death?

The backs of these monks suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

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