Almost at the same time, Wu Hua’s voice rang out.
“Spare others when possible!”
As Wu Hua’s voice fell, an invisible force restrained Ye Qiu’s action.
In an instant, Ye Qiu felt himself confined.
“What powerful Buddhist divine ability.” Ye Qiu snorted coldly, golden light bursting from his body, breaking free from the confinement.
“Are you really going to stop me?” Ye Qiu looked at Wu Hua with unfriendly eyes.
Wu Hua smiled, “Donor Ye, please be merciful, spare Prince Wei’s life.”
“I said, today I must kill him.” Ye Qiu’s attitude was firm, his right foot stomping down fiercely.
At this moment, Wu Hua extended a finger, a strand of white light whistling out, blocking under Ye Qiu’s foot, like a steel plate, preventing Ye Qiu’s right foot from descending.
“Wu Hua, I respect you as a Buddhist, so I did not argue with you. If you keep stopping me time and again, do not blame me for being merciless.” Ye Qiu was angry.
Wu Hua said, “Amitabha, Buddhism prohibits killing. Donor Ye, why be so obsessed?”
Ye Qiu sneered, “I am not a Buddhist, I do not abstain from killing. Whoever is my enemy, I send them to hell.”
Wu Hua said, “Donor Ye, killing intent is too heavy, not a good thing. Please listen to this little monk’s advice, put down the butcher’s knife, become a Buddha on the spot.”
“I said, I am not a Buddhist, I do not listen to your ways. Wu Hua, this matter has nothing to do with you, do not interfere again, or be careful I am not polite to you.”
Ye Qiu had already decided, if Wu Hua still stopped him, he would kill Wu Hua too.
Anyway, he had already killed so many people, he did not mind killing one more.
“Donor Ye, how about this, if you let Prince Wei go, let this little monk owe you a favour, how about that?” Wu Hua said again.
“I do not need your favour, I only want his life.” As Ye Qiu spoke, he lifted his right foot, secretly urging power, then stomped down swiftly.
“Boom!”
The white light emitted by Wu Hua shattered on the spot, Ye Qiu’s right foot heading straight for Wei Wuji’s head.
“Golden Bell Shield!” Wu Hua pointed with his hand, a mass of Buddhist light bursting from his fingertip, turning into a golden bell, enveloping Wei Wuji.
Ye Qiu’s right foot stomped on the Golden Bell Shield.
“Dang!”
A deafening sound rang out.
The Golden Bell Shield did not move.
“I want to see how long you can stop me?” Ye Qiu no longer held back, punching out.
His fist erupted with intense light, like a mountain, smashing heavily on the Golden Bell Shield, causing it to tremble, rippling like a huge stone thrown into a lake.
However, besides trembling, the Golden Bell Shield did not crack, and Wei Wuji protected by it was unharmed.
“Such strong defence.”
Ye Qiu was somewhat shocked.
His punch earlier had great power, enough to explode early Cave Heaven cultivators, but it could not break the Golden Bell Shield, not even a crack appeared, the defence was astonishing.
“It seems to kill Wei Wuji, I need to deal with this monk first.”
Thinking this, Ye Qiu turned sharply, staring at Wu Hua, killing intent appearing in his eyes.
“Donor Ye, cultivators should have pure hearts and few desires, too much killing intent easily leads to demonic possession.”
Wu Hua seemed not to see the killing intent in Ye Qiu’s eyes, his pupils clear, speaking gave a feeling like a spring breeze, as if purifying one’s soul.
“I ask you one last time, do you really want to be my enemy?” Ye Qiu said coldly.
Wu Hua smiled, “Donor Ye misunderstood, this little monk does not want to be your enemy. On the contrary, this little monk wants to befriend Donor Ye.”
Ye Qiu said, “If so, then do not stop me from killing Wei Wuji.”
Wu Hua said, “Buddhism says, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Moreover, this little monk and Prince Wei are old acquaintances, want to save his life, hope Donor Ye fulfills it.”
“I also said, I must kill him. It seems we cannot be friends.” As Ye Qiu spoke, his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a heavenly sword unsheathed, full of unparalleled sharpness.
“Amitabha.” Wu Hua clasped his hands, softly chanting a Buddha’s name. Instantly, a Golden Bell Shield appeared on his body surface, protecting him.
“Do you think I really have no way to break your defence?” After Ye Qiu finished, he swung his fist and charged out.
Since you stop me from killing, I will kill you first.
“This little monk has no intention to fight Donor Ye. Since Donor Ye wants to spar with this little monk, this little monk has to accompany.” Wu Hua also charged towards Ye Qiu.
In an instant, the two collided.
The great battle erupted.
Ye Qiu’s fist momentum was fierce and domineering, smashing on the Golden Bell Shield, erupting with surging power, dead light shooting everywhere, sounds like heavenly thunder exploding.
It took three punches.
Ye Qiu shattered Wu Hua’s Golden Bell Shield, then his fist pressed forward, smashing towards Wu Hua.
“Vajra Demon-Subduing Fist!”
Wu Hua not only reacted quickly, but also used a set of Buddhist fist techniques, equally fierce and strong, colliding nonstop with Ye Qiu’s fist, not falling behind at all.
“Dang dang dang!”
Each collision of their fists sent sparks flying, like two stars colliding, the might terrifying.
“This monk is powerful, he can actually block the little bastard’s fist.” Long Mei Zhenren exclaimed.
Mo Tianji’s face was solemn, saying, “Big brother wants to kill him, I am afraid it is not that easy.”
Hearing this, Lin Da Niao was shocked, “Little toothpick, you mean big brother cannot kill Wu Hua?”
“Hard to say.” Mo Tianji said, “Wu Hua is the disciple of Lingshan’s saint monk. Do not look at his young age, his talent is extraordinary, mastering many Buddhist divine abilities. Even if big brother can kill him, he probably has to pay a considerable price.”
Lin Da Niao was somewhat worried, saying, “How about we think of a way to help big brother?”
“Do not add chaos.” Long Mei Zhenren said, “Their level of battle, we cannot interfere. Rashly helping will only distract the little bastard.”
“Let the little bastard handle it himself, I believe in him.”
“As long as it is the same realm, no matter what Lightning Body, Innate Sword Body, or this Great Thunderclap Temple’s Buddha’s son, they are all rubbish.”
On the other side.
Yun Xi’s beautiful eyes stared at the sky, her stunning face full of worry.
She knew clearly, compared to Wei Wuji, An Ruoxi, and others, Wu Hua was stronger by more than a bit, and mastered many Buddhist divine abilities, hard to deal with.
Seeing that, in a short time, Ye Qiu and Wu Hua had exchanged over a hundred moves, evenly matched, neither able to do anything to the other.
“Wu Hua is a very powerful enemy, Changsheng probably cannot win quickly. How about I help him?”
Thinking this, Yun Xi gripped the long sword in her hand, stared at the two fighting in the air for a while. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes turned cold, drawing the seven-coloured Blazing Sun Sword in her hand.
