Chapter 705: Li Taibai strikes, Master Wuchen

Li Taibai descended from the sky, frowning as he glanced at the three high monks lying on the ground.

He then turned his gaze toward Su Hang: "What is going on here?"

Su Hang's heart stirred; he adjusted his Qi, took two deep breaths, and only after feeling slightly more comfortable did he stand up.

"You brat, you finally returned. If you had been a few minutes later, I'm afraid I would have unleashed my ultimate move." Su Hang smiled bitterly. As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Master Wuchen.

Li Taibai followed Su Hang's line of sight, and his brows immediately furrowed. When he had just struck with his sword, he had clearly sensed a familiar aura from Master Wuchen—the exact same aura he had perceived earlier at Tianlong Temple.

"Does your Excellency truly intend to become an enemy of my Tianzhu?"

Master Wuchen struggled to stand up and looked at Li Taibai, his complexion looking noticeably poor.

Li Taibai let out a cold snort, "And what if I do become an enemy of your Tianzhu? You old bald donkey, the more I look at you, the angrier I get. Come, take another sword strike from me."

As he spoke, Li Taibai's figure flickered, transforming into a streak of brilliance as he swept toward Master Wuchen.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Master Wuchen chanted under his breath, his expression changing drastically. In his panic, his figure flashed and vanished from where he stood.

Li Taibai was unable to catch up; he landed on the ground and looked around, but could not see a trace of Master Wuchen.

He frowned slightly, a strong sense of crisis rising in his heart. He knew that wanting to kill a Buddhist Vajra Realm expert was nothing but a pipe dream. Although Master Wuchen was heavily injured, he would absolutely not sit and wait for death.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just then, several explosions rang out by his ears. Su Hang turned his head to look; it was Jingkong, who was brewing an ultimate move nearby.

A massive Buddha palm print descended directly toward Su Hang.

Around the Buddha palm print, the remaining First-Grade experts who still had combat strength also charged toward Su Hang one after another.

"Well come!"

Su Hang shook his long spear, tossed Zhang Wuji toward Li Qiushui, and charged out holding the spear.

Sweeping through everything in his path, he was unstoppable.

"Swish—"

However, just as Su Hang was about to meet the last First-Grade expert, his body suddenly froze. A golden Zen staff struck hard against the back of his head.

Su Hang could not react in time; his body was smashed directly onto the ground, his head broken and bleeding.

"Damn it, who ambushed me?" Su Hang was filled with hatred. If he hadn't reacted quickly, his brains would likely have been splattered by that attack. The pain from that blow to the back of his head was unbearable, and what made Su Hang even more furious was that he had been ambushed without even seeing who the sacred entity was.

However, just as Su Hang said this, footsteps approached from afar, quickly reaching his side. Looking down at Su Hang, who was sprawled on the ground, the person wore a mocking smile.

This person was thin, dressed in a kasaya, and looked to be in his early twenties.

Seeing this person, Su Hang's pupils shrank, his face full of astonishment.

Because this person was none other than the number one Buddhist figure of Tianzhu, Shi Ejia!

"This person has come too?"

Su Hang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He knew that if Shi Ejia had arrived, it meant that *that* object was also due to arrive.

Su Hang's heartbeat accelerated significantly.

"Chief disciple under the seat of Shakyamuni, Shi Ejia, pays respects to Master Wuchen!"

At this moment, Shi Ejia bowed to Master Wuchen with a pious attitude.

Shi Ejia!

Su Hang was deeply shocked. He had long heard of his great reputation; this person was the chief disciple under the seat of Shakyamuni and had practiced Buddhism for twenty years. Seeing him today, he was indeed extraordinary. ===== CHAPTER 707 =====