Sword Aura to the Heavens

Chapter 465: Chapter 460: One Finger Kill

The crowd felt like they had misheard, especially those from Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, who looked at Li Fan with strange expressions.

Even Taoist Li Changtian couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Together, they?

Could it be that Li Fan has mistaken Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple for those sects and noble families of Da Li?

In the Great Li World, the so-called court is, in fact, a power just like any other; they simply established a dynasty, giving it the name of legitimacy, but its essence remains the same.

The court is the most powerful entity in the Great Li World.

Beyond the court are Li Mountain, Taiping Temple, Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, and White Jade.

White Jade, being an academy and a place of education, is relatively weaker.

Li Mountain, once the strongest, is now a tier below them.

In his view, the most powerful forces outside the court now are Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, powers even the court wouldn’t dare to offend lightly.

The so-called Lingxiao Pavilion, claiming to be the orthodox Sword Dao, is merely a sword power supported by the court, aiming to replace Li Mountain, and in their view, not quite worth mentioning.

Jiang Taie, while supremely talented and far superior to other sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion, is ultimately born of Lingxiao Pavilion. In the battle between Li Fan and Jiang Taie, Li Fan has already been pushed to such a degree, and given his current state, facing the person from Taiping Temple or the Buddha Son of Ten Thousand Buddha Temple would almost certainly be a mortal situation.

Against such a backdrop, Li Fan dared to say, "Let them come together?"

He was somewhat curious, as Li Fan also came from Li Mountain and possessed top-tier cultivation and talent, yet why would he utter such foolish words?

Perhaps the previous battle made him somewhat carried away, leading him to self-perceive as unparalleled in the world?

Not to mention Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, even those in the dojo were a bit stunned, some surprisedly gazing at Li Fan.

Ordinary folk may not know Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, but how could the Capital and top sects and noble families not be aware?

These are the two pinnacle forces unattainable by royal power, each with its own Dao doctrine deeply rooted in Tao State and Shanzhou.

Moreover, unlike Li Mountain, they haven’t suffered any major changes.

Their legacy remains continuous.

"Does the benefactor seem to know nothing of our Buddhist Sect?" a monk glanced at Li Fan and couldn’t help but speak.

"How could I not know?" Li Fan replied, "Didn’t I just experience it—a group of sanctimonious hypocrites. Calling you bald donkeys is even light."

Though the Buddhist Cultivators practice virtue, upon hearing Li Fan’s words, their expressions subtly changed, with strands of golden Buddha light flashing, resembling angry Vajra glaring at Li Fan.

"The benefactor repeatedly insults our Buddhist Sect and remains stubborn. We Buddhists will have no choice but to enlighten the benefactor." The monk put his hands together, and suddenly rounds of golden ripples shone forth, stepping on Buddha light with each step, as if the air over Qiyun Mountain Range shook slightly, the Dao Bell of Qiyun House rang fiercely.

At this moment, the crowd gathered at the foot of the mountain felt their eardrums tremble, vaguely unstable on their feet, divine souls vibrating, experiencing dizziness as if an invisible force was pounding down.

"I already said come together, why feign compassion? If you Buddhists are compassionate, why weren’t you seen when demons caused chaos everywhere?"

Li Fan glanced at that person, his Sword Aura seemingly suppressed to the extreme; his sword hand lightly trembled, and the sword continuously hummed.

"Then let me experience the benefactor’s Sword Dao." The young monk was indeed extraordinary, majestic in appearance, soft yet steeped in sharpness, and as he stepped forward, the bell tolls rang incessantly, distant crowds closed their six senses, with weaker cultivators only daring to watch with their eyes.

The Buddhist Sect’s golden light spread downward; even those in the dojo appeared serious, mana rippling to protect themselves.

"It is said Ten Thousand Buddha Temple holds scriptures in myriad volumes, Buddhist Law without boundary. To witness this today is surely a blessing, especially seeing the contest between Buddhist Law and Li Mountain Sword Dao, such a rare opportunity," Ye Xiaochen exclaimed loudly, then turned to Qiyun Hall: "No need to set the array; let them fight freely, so we may observe and comprehend well."

The Jiang Family and Lingxiao Pavilion sword cultivators staunchly eyed the battlefield in the sky, Jiang Taie’s physical form destroyed, his state now unknown, his Divine Soul taken away, fearing even if he survives, he...

Thinking of this, the Jiang Family felt deeply resentful, wishing they could immediately cut down Li Fan.

"This humble monk is named Leifan, seemingly fated with the benefactor." The young monk spoke, Buddha’s voice wafted around, Buddha light enveloping the Endless Land, radiating over the whole mountain region, covering the skies over Qiyun House.

"Speaking of such, I too have some fate with Taoist Friend Li. Why not yield monk to me?" Daoist Li Changtian spoke, risking death by Li Fan’s hands that day.

Both carried ’Fan’ in their names, one bearing the surname Li.

"Quite coincidental, wouldn’t it be better if you both came together?" Li Fan looked at the two and laughed.

"Makes sense, monk. Taoist Friend Li is not easily dealt with. Since he voluntarily invites, I shall join you?" Li Changtian said as he walked forward, the void shuddered, mana roared across the sky.

Leifan glanced at Li Changtian, then at Li Fan, noting Li Fan’s weakened aura surging anew, Sword Intent around him intensifying.

Could there truly be a third sword after two?

With this thought, he did not reject Li Changtian’s proposal.

"Amitabha Buddha."

With hands together, countless ancient Buddha visions appeared behind him, resembling a Buddha, radiating Buddha light that transformed into ’卍’ symbols descending upon Li Fan.

On the other side, under Li Changtian’s feet appeared a giant golden yin-yang fish pattern, expanding, covering a section of the sky, envisioning giant beasts emerging, roaring as they charged downward with Li Changtian’s steps.

Compared to his last battle with Li Fan, this time Li Changtian was more cautious.

A terrifying pressure descended upon Li Fan, only for a fierce roar to emanate from Li Fan’s body, Sword Intent entwined within him, terrifying Sword Aura shot towards the Yunxiao, piercing the descending ’卍’ symbol like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.

At the Taiping Temple and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple’s direction, others, though not directly involved, seriously watched Li Fan on the battlefield, the sword cultivator’s figure seemingly ready to be overwhelmed, yet again erupted with incredibly terrifying Sword Dao aura.

"Is there truly a third sword?"

At Ten Thousand Buddha Temple’s direction, a monk standing in the middle, expression solemn, said, "To burn oneself in battle, wielding three swords, is practically seeking death, but for this sword, junior brother, be cautious."

"Clang..."

A loud noise was heard, surrounding Leifan Monk emerged a Vajra Buddha figure, enveloping him completely, splendid golden Buddha light spread outward. After defeating Jiang Taie with the second sword, the power of this third sword, he dared not underestimate, thus took a defensive stance.

Li Changtian did the same, within the Array Map divine beasts protected him, surrounding himself.

"Buzz..." On Li Fan, strands of Sword Aura soared, transforming into countless sharp swords stabbing into the air, tearing the golden light curtain, the world seeming devoid of Li Fan’s presence, filled only with swords.

"You seek death, I’ll fulfill it for you."

A voice echoed, seemingly from above, omnipresent.

Li Changtian and Leifan Monk looked up, their hearts suddenly trembled, only to see an endlessly huge vision above their heads, resembling a Sword God.

This scene, somewhat similar to prior with Jiang Taie.

The figure overlooked them, disdain evident in his eyes; their hearts pounded with a sense of ominous foreboding.

Then, that Sword God vision extended a finger, pointing it at the two.

The giant finger descended, akin to a Divine Sword execution, instantly landing on the Vajra Dharma Body and protective divine beasts.

Leifan Monk’s Vajra Dharma Body shattered, accompanied by a loud noise, gold light filled the sky, the Dharma Body torn to pieces, his expression drastically changed, hurling a Big Palm Seal towards that finger’s direction.

But the finger descended, like a Destruction Divine Sword, terrifying Evil Qi swept across the heavens, shattering and destroying all.

With a puff, as the finger descended, Leifan Monk’s Golden Body shattered, terror in his eyes, just as he had entered the world from the Buddhist Sect, this was meant to be his renowned battle.

"Boom..."

A loud crash, Golden Body shattered, soul scattered.

On the other side, Li Changtian faced the same deadly move, Array Dao collapsed, watching despairingly as that finger descended, executing him on the spot.

Above the battlefield in the sky, the two perished. As all dissipated, there was only Li Fan standing in the sky, surrounded by a storm of Sword Aura, behind him a Sword God-like vision as if stepping down from the Divine Hall.

This third sword, yet to be unleashed!