Chapter 245

Just then.

A cold voice, brimming with boundless majesty, suddenly drifted down from Bright Summit, ringing clearly in everyone's ears:

"A pack of lifeless bald donkeys, dare to run wild here?!"

"Dare to be disrespectful to the Lord?!"

Before the words had even faded!

Two bursts of dazzling sword qi and blade light, swift as lightning, descended abruptly from Bright Summit like a divine punishment from the nine heavens!

That sword qi was sharp beyond compare, as if capable of tearing the void!

That blade light was domineering beyond all, as if capable of severing everything!

They struck fiercely at the Shaolin monks outside the Shanmen who had been shouting the loudest!

"Ah—!!!"

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Only to hear a series of piercing screams!

Dozens of Shaolin monks at the very front, unable to react in time, were directly chopped into several pieces by that sharp sword qi and domineering blade light!

Blood and severed limbs flew everywhere!

The scene was bloody and terrifying!

Immediately after, two figures, like ghosts, floated down from Bright Summit.

One wore white robes, handsome and radiant, a long sword in hand emitting a faint clear glow; this was the "Great Ming's First Divine Sword," Xie Xiaofeng!

The other wore black robes, expression cold and stern, a curved blade in hand emitting a soul-chilling demonic qi; this was the "Demon Blade," Ding Peng!

Both figures radiated a terrifying aura far surpassing that of ordinary Xunchang Sect masters!

Clearly, with Brother Ning Chuan's "help," their strength had also made considerable progress!

"Divine Sword Xie Xiaofeng?!"

"Demon Blade Ding Peng?!"

The martial artists watching from below the mountain, seeing these two legendary supreme experts appear, all let out a series of exclamations!

They never expected that these two legendary figures who had long retired from the Jianghu would appear here simultaneously!

Moreover, judging by their appearance, they were clearly... clearly subservient to that Dragon Island Lord of Taohuadao?!

This... this is simply too incredible?!

Li Xunhuan, looking at Ding Peng's familiar yet strange figure, a trace of complex light flashed in his eyes as he sighed softly:

"Ding Peng... what a proud and unyielding man he is; how could he be willing to submit to another?"

"What manner of person is that Island Lord Ning? How could he possess such heaven-reaching means and charm?"

Ah Fei's sharp eyes also fixed tightly on the divine sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand, murmuring to himself:

"Even a divine sword... would bow its head in submission?"

"Unbelievable."

And those Shaolin monks who had originally been fierce and aggressive, upon seeing the two great villains, Divine Sword Xie Xiaofeng and Demon Blade Ding Peng, appear, and upon seeing them kill dozens of their fellow disciples with a single strike.

Were all terrified out of their wits, their faces pale as death!

They never expected that these two supreme villains who had long vanished from the Jianghu would be subordinates of that dragon!

Monk Yuan Jian's face changed drastically; he immediately shouted loudly:

"Grand-uncle! Please, three Grand-uncles, make your move! Subdue this beast!"

"Amitabha!"

Three old and majestic Buddhist chants, like evening drums and morning bells, slowly rose from the rear of the Shaolin Temple camp.

Immediately after, three old monks wearing faded yellow robes, with withered faces as if they had long withdrawn from worldly affairs, yet radiating an aura as deep as the ocean and boundless as the heavens, walked out slowly.

These were the three hidden Shaolin divine monks of the past three decades—Du Du Jie, Du E, and Du Nan!

"Two benefactors, your killing sin is too heavy, your violent qi is entangled, you have already entered the demonic path."

Monk Du E, whose eyes appeared turbid but actually contained boundless wisdom and vicissitudes, gazed calmly at Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng, speaking in an old and hoarse voice:

"You, as descendants of famous sects, yet willingly degrade yourselves, acting as wolves to tigers, aiding the wicked!"

"Today, the three of us old monks shall act on behalf of heaven, capture you, bring you back to Shaolin, and have you chant scriptures day and night to wash away the sins upon your bodies!"

Before the words had even faded, the three divine monks, Du E, Du Du Jie, and Du Nan, had already made their move simultaneously!

Although the three of them were advanced in years, their cultivation base had long reached the realm of half-step Earth Immortal!

The three coordinated perfectly, their minds connected; the moment they moved, they formed the Shaolin Temple's supreme technique—the Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle!

Three beams of golden Buddhist light shot up from their bodies, intertwining in mid-air to form a huge and mysterious golden ring!

Upon that ring, Buddhist light shone everywhere, chanting sounds echoed, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of subduing demons and monsters, unbreakable and invincible!

In an instant, it enveloped Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng!

Although Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng were both supreme experts at the peak of the master realm, their strength formidable.

Before the Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle, whose power was comparable to a strike from a true Earth Immortal, launched by the three monks of Du E.

They still appeared somewhat... unable to cope.

Their sword qi and blade light, though sharp and domineering, were greatly diminished under the suppression of that omnipresent golden Buddhist light.

Instead, they were forced into a retreat by the Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle, facing peril at every turn!

The crowd watching from below the mountain watched with pounding hearts, their expressions extremely Solemn!

Palace Master Yao Yue, in her cold phoenix eyes, also flashed a trace of A trace of solemnity, speaking in a heavy voice:

"These three old bald donkeys, working together, their strength is actually this terrifying!"

"This Jin Gang Subduing Demons Circle, I fear, could even fight a true Earth Immortal to a standstill!"

Lian Xing's pretty face changed slightly as well, and she said with some worry: "Sister, do you think... that Dragon Island Lord can handle these three old monks?"

Just as Xie Xiaofeng and Ding Peng were gradually showing signs of defeat, about to be completely suppressed by the Vajra Subduing Evil Circle.

The three monks of Du E wore smiles of triumph on their faces, and the Chan Master Du Du Jie even laughed loudly, saying:

"Hahaha! A mere evil dragon is nothing more than this! Daring only to send two underlings out to die, while hiding his head and tail, too afraid to show himself!"

The Chan Master Du Nan also snorted coldly and said: "It seems, two benefactors, today you are destined to return with us to Songshan Shaolin to repent and atone for your sins!"

At that very moment!

"Aaaah—!!!!!"

A thunderous Long Yin, filled with boundless majesty and icy killing intent, like divine thunder from the nine heavens, suddenly came from the highest point of Bright Summit!

Immediately following, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, like a tangible tide, descended from the sky!

Instantly, it made the arrogant Vajra Subduing Evil Circle tremble slightly!

A massive Long Zhao covered in black scales, flashing with grim cold light, like the hand of a demon god reaching out from the nine nether hells, tore through the void and descended from the sky!

Bringing with it a terrifying momentum capable of destroying heaven and earth and suppressing all things, it pressed down directly upon the three arrogant Songshan Shaolin divine monks!

A cold voice, filled with boundless contempt, like a divine oracle, rang out clearly in everyone's ears:

"Three bald donkey ants who do not know death, dare to provoke My majesty before Me?!"