The wind, very faint, so faint that it was hard to notice, but the killing intent in the wind was such that one had to be aware of it.
Hoo!
When this breeze blew past Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng and the others, perhaps it was not particularly noticeable, but when it swept across Ruishen's face, Ruishen's brow tightened and frowned.
As he quickly scanned his surroundings, his robe shone brightly, emitting a strong divine sense as he looked around frantically.
He was amazed that there was nothing unusual about the surroundings.
But the more he did so, the more alert and confused he became.
Could it be that no one was there?
But if no one was there, why was there a cold, stern feeling in the breeze?
"As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of a ghost knocking at the door in the middle of the night. As a disciple of the Buddhist sect, shouldn't you be like that? What are you afraid of?"
However, just when Ruduan was very surprised, a cold voice suddenly came into his ears.
"Who!" At once, Ru-Du's heart went cold and his whole body looked around very alertly.
But unfortunately, one could only hear its voice but could not see its shadow.
"Little rat, just show yourself and talk, why hide your head?" Unable to find it, Ruduan simply spoke in a provocative manner, obviously not wanting to reveal the fact that he could not see it, let alone the fact that he was panicking that he could not see his opponent.
"Show yourself? What can you do if you show yourself?"
As soon as the words fell, dozens of figures suddenly lunged towards Ruduan.
A golden Buddha light leapt out through the staff and was directed at the dozens of figures.
But before the golden light reached the dozen figures, the dozen figures suddenly stopped in mid-air!
The next second, several more figures suddenly fell from the sky!
"Oh no, it's a phantom!" He was too late to protect himself with his staff, and the robe in his hand was suddenly bursting with light, and various Buddhist texts could be seen rising from it.
"Get up!"
With a cold shout, Ruyuan rose in anger!
"You are nothing!"
With the same cold shout, a dark aura from a dozen figures came violently.
Golden Buddha light confronted the dark aura!
It was booming and isolated at the top of Ruduan's head.
"Break!"
Boom!
The bucket of dark Qi steeply strengthened several times with a furious shout.
Bang!
The golden Buddha light only lasted for that fraction of a second before it was directly disintegrated by the black Qi with a bang.
Had it not been for the strange robe on Ruyduan's body, he would have perished on the spot.
After retreating several steps, Ruzhen's eyes were cold as he looked at the spot where he was standing, surrounded by black gas.
In the midst of the darkness, a human figure slowly appeared.
"Who are you? You want to interfere in the affairs of the poor monk's Buddhist sect at will?" Rudraksha asked in a cold voice, but his heart was more or less fuming.
This person came and went without a trace, and the key was a powerful demonic aura.
"Even I can't figure out who it is, and you are qualified to claim to be a member of the Buddhist sect?" A bland mockery, the next second, the tone of voice was cold, coldly said: "Also qualified to hurt my brother?"
"You are ...... you are Han Qianqian?" Hearing these words, Ruduan instantly reflected, his entire face was written with pallor.
And a few at the same time, a dozen disciples with bucket hats behind him also instantly startled, and immediately the bucket hats on their heads exploded, revealing a dozen vicious faces.
"A group of vicious people dare to cheat and deceive under the name of the Buddhist sect? I have seen many demon Buddhas, but this is the first time I have seen such shameless ones like you.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Han Qianqian's body accelerated, and the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel transformed into red and blue swords, which matched Han Qianqian's black shadow body, looking cool and dazzling, and cold and full of killing aura.
Brush, brush, brush!
Han Qianqian rushed into the pile of people, his frenzied sword danced at speed, his figure was fantastically fast, and under the waving of the Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel, Ruduan and a group of his men were instantly defeated.
"Three thousand, my mother, is that Han Three Thousand?"
"Three thousand, is it really you? Is it really you? Holy shit, you bitch, you're really not dead?"
"Hahahahaha, I knew it, you dead bitch, you wouldn't even live that short of a life!"
"Alliance Master!"
Although they had never seen Han Qianqian's front face, hearing from Ruduan's conversation that it was Han Qianqian, for a moment, the crowd was thrilled, and some of the alliance disciples even burst into old tears for a moment.
After all, for them, a thousand hardships, at this time the sky falls to compensate, how not to be excited and cry bitterly!
"Deceive people too much, set up a formation!" Ruduan took several steps back and shouted.
At that moment, a dozen or so destined doujinshi disciples instantly and quickly came behind Ruduan, each squeezing up a spell in their hands, as they chanted their respective scriptures.
A dozen of them rose violently into the air, after which a sea of golden stars emerged beneath the feet of a group of people, with Buddha's light shining above their heads and their bodies dotted with golden light, just like a Buddha and all the Lohans, and the whole air was duly reminded of the Buddhist sound.
"Om, mahamudra, ba, mimic, un!"
The Buddhist sound was all over the place, eroding into the ears, and in an instant the crowd only felt a headache and a splitting pain, and a few of the Mystics' disciples with weaker cultivation levels were even rolling on the ground in unbearable pain.
The feeling was so unbearable that it was as if the whole body was being affected by the pain, which started from the bottom of the heart and reached the marrow of the bones, and then spread throughout the body and finally gathered in the top of the head.
"Ah! My head is about to explode, ah!!!"
All at once, those disciples cried out in miserable and unbearable pain.
With the arrival of Han Qianqian, Ruduan apparently focused all his attention on Han Qianqian, and Fu Mang, who was troubled by half of the word "what", also naturally got out of his trap, but before he could catch his breath, seeing that this was how the disciples were, his whole body froze like a wooden chicken and muttered in astonishment, saying.
"How ...... how can this be?"
"These Buddhist sounds, why is it so hard to hear?"
"Fu Mang, don't freeze, tell everyone to cover their ears, there's something wrong with this Buddhist sound." At that end, Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng was also in pain, covering his ears while shouting loudly at Fu Mang.
Hearing Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng's shout, Fu Mang immediately hurriedly instructed his disciples to cover their ears.
Only after the disciples covered their ears a little did they feel the pain drop considerably.
"They are really a group of demon monks, otherwise, how could their Buddhist sound cause the mind to be traumatised?" Fu Li forced his energy to protect himself while cursing uncomfortably.
"The Buddha's voice makes the pain start from the heart, guard the dantian with your heart." Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng said in a cold voice.
Shiyue and Fu Li also nodded to each other, ignoring the faintness of their bodies, and sat cross-legged, hastening their luck to resist.
Only Han Qianqian, standing in place, in the very centre of the Buddhist sound, lowered his head, not knowing what to think.
"Han Qianqian, you are really wild, how dare you do this in the face of the Buddha's sound, don't you know that this Buddha's sound is specially designed to deal with you?"
At the end of the sentence, Han Qianqian suddenly laughed.