Chapter 339 Ditto
Two cultivators of the demon clan, one was old and one was young. They were of the Warrior Mentor Realm, which were not much different from the two monks of Land Buddhism. They were perhaps a level above just based on their Qi. It seemed they were all of the Ground Immortal Realm before.
As for catching and killing, the two sides were on par. It was hard to tell who would emerge as the victor. These two cultivators of the demon clan also had a good chance to gain an advantage.
At present, the Land Buddhism monks were chanting scriptures with their eyes closed, and cultivators of the demon clan planning to sneak-attack. As long as they could land one blow, they would injure the opponents, and gain substantial advantage to lock the victory.
Such an opportunity was absolutely impossible to give up for the demon clan cultivators who was impulsive and fearless of death. Otherwise, it would tarnish the cultivator name and unworthy of being a warrior of the demon clan.
In addition, there was another very important reason. The Buddhist monks always praised themselves as noble and unsullied who acted frankly. There was little chance that they intrigued and played despicable means.
Two cultivators of demon clan emerged from the leafy treetops, slaughtering like tigers and leopards at the two monks who were meditating in front of the tower. This scene was seen by Li Ye, whose eyebrows couldn’t refrain from tightening.
In his opinion, such a reckless and impulsive behavior was no different from courting death. Even if they were lucky not to fall into a trap this time, it was nothing to be happy about. Fortune was accidental, but suffering was inevitable.
When the two cultivators of the demon clan got halfway, the monks remained motionless, which convinced them that the opponents were really not prepared. They were too focused on chanting the scriptures, so the demon clan cultivators dropped the idea of retreating the last moment.
However, when two cultivators of demon clan approached and raised their swords to slash at the monks, flashes of golden light burst from their eyes! Without seeing any action from the monks, a large amount of golden light burst out from under them, and they blasted toward the two demon clan cultivators at lightning speed!
The face of the demon clan cultivators changed greatly. Their eyes were full of shock and surprise. They only managed to blurt out the word ‘formation’, before being bombarded by the gold light. His body flew backward immediately, and the man vomited blood in the air and fell thirty to fifty feet away before falling.
When the two demon clan cultivators were wounded and fell to the ground, the two monks, who were still reverent and serious, had jumped up. They ran towards the cultivators immediately. Before the demon clan cultivators could get back on their feet, the two monks struck with their hands out at the same time and pressed heavily on the cultivators’ chests!
With a few crackling sounds, the demon clan cultivators once again vomited blood and flew backward. Their wounds were aggravated, and this time they were severely injured instantly. They fell into the rubble and crashed into the collapsed half-wall. No longer able to move for a while, they just lay on the floor and vomited blood.
When two pairs of feet appeared in front of them, they had to raise their heads. They saw two tall, mountain-like figures, looking down at them with a forceful look. They seemed to be cannibalistic beasts with giggling smiles on their faces.
“mean!”
“Shameless! You planned an ambush!”
The old and young demon clan cultivators were full of resentment and extremely unwilling. They originally thought that the opponents were Buddhist monks, full of compassion and morality and would not play dirty and make conspiracy calculations. Instead, they fell into their trap.
In terms of strength, they were on par with their opponents, might even be stronger. It was impossible to lose in a fight.
In addition, the monks’ trap wasn’t exactly clever, and normally people would take precautions under normal circumstances. Just that the demon clan cultivators were lacking in life experience and walked less in the world. They thought that the Buddhism monks were holy and negligent, as advertised and chanted by people. They simply misunderstood their personalities, and overestimated their qualities, that’s why they fell for the trap.
Both monks had burly builds, with bulging muscles on their arms. They looked brave but dumb, but at the moment they were smirking with pride. They sneered. “You are all stupid, how can you blame us for scheming an ambush?”
The old cultivator was so angry that he spat blood again. Believing the enemy’s personality would eventually lead to defeat, and this kind of mistake would be laughed by people. His pride had taken a huge hit.
The dark-skinned monk was calm and casual at the moment because the older monk had completely controlled the situation. He sarcastically added, “You have lived for a lot of years, and yet you’re still dumb. Your stupidity almost caused a young man to accompany you to the grave. You’re a complete waste of breath, why don’t you confess your sins and surrender? Is it that you demon clan are so prideful and unreasonable?”
The old cultivator’s face suddenly was drained of color and his eyes were full of pain. His eyes were full of guilt and remorse when he looked at the young cultivator. He kept vomiting blood, and looked as though he might collapse any moment.
The young cultivator was brave, and when he saw the old cultivator in so much pain, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He immediately snarled and rushed to the dark-skinned monk, “Stop, bald donkey! I’ll end you, even if I have to die with you...”
With a bang, the dark-skinned monk punched and hit the young demon clan cultivator’s face. His teeth was knocked out and he fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the old demon clan cultivator roared painfully, and was about to get up to fight in a desperate attempt. But before he could attack, he was sent flying by another Land Buddhism monk.
The dark-skinned monk stepped on the young cultivator’s face, and slammed his stubborn expression into the earth. He looked down at him sardonically and sneered, using a judgmental tone, he added with satisfaction, “You demon clan, you’re trouble for the world. You’ve started bloody wars and wreaked havoc. You should all die...”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard his companion shout, “Be careful!”
The dark-skinned monk, upon hearing the warning from his companion, also felt a cold wind suddenly coming.
He knew from experience alone that it was definitely a blow that couldn’t be underestimated. And the cool sword chant that rang confirmed his judgment, but also made his heart that had lifted up to his throat become extreme cold.
It was too late to react.
At this moment he knew exactly what he would encounter next. And he could do nothing but wait for the frightening fate. This great fear and despair of waiting was enough to make anyone collapse.
Poof!
The dark-skinned monk’s head flew up into the sky, and blood sprayed several feet high from his neck.
Beheaded in one slice.
Naturally, it was Li Ye.
The other Land Buddhism monk was dumbfounded and instantly became extremely angry.
Indignation made people have impulsion. The ultimate anger made people lose their minds. But he did not have the impulse to kill Li Ye.
Because there was deeper emotion on top of anger.
It was fear.
The instant fear wrapped him like a tide, making him afraid to move forward.
His anger stemmed from the death of his companion. Furthermore, it was because the companion died from a sneak attack!
His fear was that he realized clearly he could not have blocked this attack from Li Ye.
Even if he faced the attack head on, he would not have been able to parry it.
This conclusion was so simple and straightforward that the monk did not need to think at all.
There was a quantitative gap between their strengths.
So the monk retreated.
He could only choose to retreat.
He let go of his indignation, left his companion and retreated with fear. He wanted to stay alive.
It was a pity that he could not get away!
Because Li Ye had no plans to let him go.
Li Ye kept his posture of bowing and running, his eyes were quiet and sharp, just like a hawk at the moment of predation.
Previously, he held the Luke Sword with his right hand. He passed by the dark-skinned monk, and the sword in his right hand slid across the monk’s neck. A stream of blood sprayed like a spring.
Now the sword body had rotated at an angle and became upright.
Horizontally holding the Luke Sword , the sword pierced straight.
The whole action flowed without any stagnation, as if everything should be like so.
In front of the sword was the monk.
As the monk retreated in a flurry, the Buddhist monk’s stick swept towards Li Ye’s face.
Of the two, one of them advanced and one of them retreated.
Seven steps.
After seven steps, the two stopped almost at the same time.
Blood was shed.
The sword had passed through the monk’s throat.
The Buddhist monk’s stick hovered two inches away from Li Ye’s cheek.
Li Ye retracted his sword, and looked indifferently at the monk. Covering his throat in pain, the monk knelt down before him with protruding eyes.
“You... sneak attacked, it’s... despicable!” The monk complained with resentment and unwillingness before he fell.
Li Ye added lightly, “Ditto.”
“You...” The monk was so angry that his face was dark and his limbs were drawn. He fell on the ground stiffly and died of anger.
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