“Six Slashes of Silence.”
The Ghost Cicada’s ghost-headed blade in his hand transformed into six slashes of light, and the intention of extermination and silence filled the surroundings, before Shi Jue’s body had time to move, the six slashes of light had already swept over his limbs and neck, as well as the location of his heart.
“A dead man.”
With a snort of laughter, the sword qi erupted, and all the areas swept by the “Six Slashes of Silence” appeared with slash marks and blood flowed.
However, the smile on the corners of Ghost Cicada’s mouth froze at that moment, as if she had seen an incredible scene.
Although the black figure was bleeding, he had only been wounded by the sword qi to the surface of his body.
And now, even the wounds on this epidermis slowly stopped, and the blood no longer flowed out.
“The intention of silence on this blade is quite good.” Shi Jue reached across the wound on his neck, feeling the Silent Blade Intent that still remained on it, and sighed softly.
Then, just as Ghost Cicada’s eyes were shocked, a small surge of blade qi surged up from Shi Jue’s fingers that had crossed the wound.
“That’s ——”
There could be no mistake, that was the blade qi from the ‘Silent Six Slashes’ that he had just performed, and it was now running into the hands of the person hiding his head on the opposite side.
Moreover, this sword qi was not the sword qi that the other party had transferred from the residue on the wound, but the silent sword qi that he had enlightened by virtue of the fact that he had just cut through the “Six Cuts of Silence”.
“There is no need to be appalled.” Shi Jue’s hoarse and odd voice was extremely calm and soothing at the moment, with a Zen-like feeling if nothing else.
“Have you forgotten where the Silent Zen Temple came from?”
“The Great Zen Temple.” Ghost Cicada spat out these three words.
Yes, it was from the Great Zen Temple that the Silent Meditation Institute originated. To be correct, it was a certain monk from the Great Zen Temple who broke out and founded this Silent Zen Academy on the demonic path.
Although it is the opposite of the Buddha’s compa*sionate philosophy, it still originates from the Buddha’s school, from the Great Zen Temple.
The origin is the same, and Shi Jue is not the kind of person who is compa*sionate, nor is he incompatible with the intention of silence, and is himself a high Buddhist, so he is able to penetrate the realm of meaning attached to the sword qi.
“Master has always refused to let me enlighten Silence and Destruction, fearing that I would follow in the footsteps of that senior, but now that I have met you, I have gotten what I wanted.” Shi Jue laughed with a bit of novelty at finding something new.
Silence is originally an aspect of the Buddhist phase of birth and death, and the Buddhist saying of Nirvana is to disappear into the realm of inaction, freedom, and the absence of birth and death.
However, after the emergence of a monk who had used it to realize the demonic path of silence and break out of the temple, this realm of silence gradually became a taboo in the Great Zen Temple.
Even the Tantric Buddhism, which is an enemy of Zen, has some scriptures in its collection, but he has never found any scriptures related to Silence.
This time, he had chosen the Ghost Cicada first, because he had been so happy to see it, so that he could study the martial arts of the Ghost Cicada after the encounter.
Now, he felt that he had nothing more to gain from Ghost Cicada, so he was finally going to kill him. For a dead man, what would it matter if he revealed his identity?
The Ghost Cicada, who has killed many people, can naturally sense Shi Jue’s killing intent. The three men who attacked him tonight were each stronger than the other, so even if he could escape for a moment, it would be difficult to escape.
However, I would rather die than let my enemy bite off a piece of flesh. Ghost Cicada didn’t know if the rest of them knew the true identity of the monk from the Great Zen Temple who was hiding his head, but calling out his identity might cause him some trouble after all.
If he was not afraid of revealing his identity, he would not have to dress up in such a sneaky manner.
At that moment, the Ghost Cicada was about to raise his voice and drink away Shi Jue’s identity as a monk of the Great Zen Temple.
“Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk can’t let you get away with this.” This sentence entered Ghost Cicada’s ears by way of voice transmission.
This made him instantly happy, for the enemy indeed did not want his identity to be revealed. Whatever the enemy wanted to prevent was what our side had to do most.
Ghost Cicada understood this, and it was with a resolute shout, “He is ——”
At that moment, Ghost Cicada saw a black palm appear in front of her eyes, and as soon as she noticed it, she felt endless negative emotions appear in her mind, making it difficult for her to control her spirit, and the words she was about to shout came to a screeching halt.
Then, the black palm seal was placed on the Ghost Cicada’s head, but it did not harm it at all, but only caused all kinds of negative emotions in the Ghost Cicada’s mind to skyrocket.
“Kill!” The veins on the Ghost Cicada’s forehead were exposed, his face was full of fierceness, and he was no longer calm.
The murderous aura rose, the killing intent in the Ghost Cicada’s heart was infinitely magnified, the ghost-headed sword in his hand danced about, and his crimson eyes looked around at all living creatures.
Looking at the Ghost Cicada’s frenzied appearance, Shi Jue said in a low voice: “Amitabha Buddha, what’s the point of letting you die. This will be a return of the karma that the poor monk has lent you to enlighten you about the Silence.”
If he didn’t have the certainty of extinguishing his mouth in time, Shi Jue wouldn’t have easily revealed his identity to the ghost cicada.
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On the scorched earth, Yun Wuyue’s figure fluttered, seemingly moving slowly, and then suddenly, like a dream bubble, disappeared without a trace.
The “Light Dream Dancing Flower Shadow” created by Invitation Moon is not only the best way to achieve lightness, but also the most beautiful female posture, making Yun Wuyue like a fairy coming down to earth.
Lin Gui could not take his eyes off her, but he was not attracted by this fairy-like figure, but he felt deeply the murderous intent that lay behind this seemingly beautiful figure.
If he was not careful, he would lose his life.
The three missing fingers on his right hand were proof of this. He had just done everything he could to dodge, but three of his fingers were still cut off by the short lime green sword. A piece of flesh on his left arm had also been taken away by the short sword with its cold sword aura.
Facing such an opponent, he was in no position to be distracted. If he was distracted, he would only end up dead.
At that moment, it seemed that Yun Wuyue was tired of fighting and stopped her erratic stance, standing not far from Lin Gui and looking at him with a look of disdain.
This kind of look reminded Lin Gui of his previous encounter at the Yin Devil Sect. The only time Lin Gui had seen this kind of look, which was so high and mighty that he treated everyone like nothing, was when he met with Yin Tian Tian in the Yin Demon Sect.
That time, the original three devil amba*sadors had become two, and the one who had spoken out of turn, relying on his origin from the Heavenly Demon Palace, had been instantly smashed into pieces, never to be seen again. If Lin Gui and Corpse Wugou had not been as brainless as that demon amba*sador and had not conceded in time, they might have been reduced to pieces X3.
And now, Lin Gui saw this familiar and trembling look again.
“Gods and demons are invincible.” Yun Wuyue faintly stated the move that was about to be performed.
