59. Crisis at Hongfa Temple

"Amitabha. Cian, since you are stubborn and refuse to repent, then I have to deal with you. Martial monks, form up!" Master Fayuan gave the command.

Immediately, dozens of martial monks shouted loudly and rushed toward Cian.

"Hmph, you weak chickens, without even an acquired martial artist! You're just dying for nothing!"

Cian's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Then, his figure moved like a ghost, advancing instead of retreating, and suddenly penetrated into the group of martial monks.

"Pff."

Cian raised his curved saber. Suddenly, black lights flashed and disappeared.

Many martial monks clutched their necks suddenly, blood splattered, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Many martial monks widened their eyes, even writhing in pain.

The gap was too big. Cian's footwork was extremely excellent, and these martial monks couldn't even touch him. But the curved saber in Cian's hand was like a ghost. Once the black light flashed, a martial monk would fall.

In a short time, ten more martial monks fell to the ground. The whole open space was almost dyed blood red, shocking to the eye! Even the two abbots couldn't sit still at this moment.

"Stop, Cian, stop! It was us that expelled you from the temple. If you want revenge, take our lives. Amitabha."

The two abbots sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting quietly for Cian to take action.

"Hehe, you two old monks are really pitiful. But, why didn't you pity me back then? Since you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish!"

Cian's eyes were full of killing intent, and even his expression seemed distorted. His figure was like a ghost, and he instantly rushed toward the two abbots.

"Master..."

Some of the novices and monks around them shed tears. They knew that the two Zen masters did not possess any martial arts skills. They were only scholar-monks from the Hongfa Temple.

In the Hongfa Temple, the status of scholar monks was much higher than that of martial monks. However, no matter how high their status was, or how profound their Buddhist teachings were, they were powerless in the face of the current situation. They couldn't stop Cian's curved saber.

Cian's curved saber had already reached the faces of the two Zen masters. It seemed that at the next moment, the curved saber would cut through their necks.

"Amitabha."

The two Zen masters closed their eyes.

"Bang."

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

The crowd only saw a blurry figure appear in front of the two Zen masters in an instant.

Cian's curved saber didn't work for the first time.

It was a saber! A seemingly ordinary saber.

But it was this ordinary saber that firmly caught Cian's curved saber, without even trembling in his hand.

"Who are you?"

Cian's eyes widened, and he immediately backed away, seemingly very wary of the stranger who suddenly appeared before him.

The two Zen masters also sensed something was wrong, so they opened their eyes.

After seeing Lin Fei, the two Zen masters shook their heads and sighed, "Donor Lin, you are just a pilgrim. Why involve yourself in these disputes?"

However, Lin Fei shook his head.

He glanced at the dead martial monks lying all around.

There were more than twenty martial monks all killed by the man with the curved saber in front of him.

Moreover, all of them were killed with a single saber strike. The man in front of him, Cian, was definitely not a good person!

"Old Zen masters, right and wrong, I don't want to get involved." During this time, I have disturbed the two masters many times, please forgive me. I don't have any gifts to give either. Since this happened today, I cannot pretend that I didn't see anything. So, I will give this villain's head to the two masters as a gift."

Lin Fei looked at Cian with a cold gaze.

"Whoosh."

At the next moment, Lin Fei displayed the Flowing Clothes Skill.

With a step, he instantly crossed several meters of distance.

"You wanna kill me? No one has been able to kill me for so many years! You're asking for death!"

Cian's killing intent surged in his heart. However, he was cautious and careful by nature. The angrier he was, the calmer he became.

Seeing Lin Fei approaching him, Cian immediately wanted to retreat. But no matter how fast his reaction was, Lin Fei's saber was even faster.

Especially with the boost of his three-in-one inner power, Lin Fei's saber speed was simply incredible.

"Swish."

Lin Fei slashed with his saber. Ten shadows appeared instantly.

They seemed to envelop Cian's entire body.

Ten shadows in every direction.

Saber's sharp blade was firmly locked onto Cian. A sense of danger rose in his heart.

He wanted to retreat, to avoid it, but he found that the saber was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to use his lightness skill.

"How could Saber be so fast?"

This was Cian's last thought.

"Pfft."

The explosive power of the Triple Inner Power was unleashed, and Lin Fei's saber easily cut off Cian's head. Blood splattered everywhere.

Lin Fei's back was turned towards Cian, but Cian's head had already fallen to the ground.

It was still rolling.

"Thud."

Cian's headless body fell heavily to the ground.

Many novices and monks around saw this scene. Their eyes widened in shock. Their faces showed a trace of disbelief.

Cian, who had just been invincible and seemed to be an unparalleled villain, couldn't even block a move, had already lost his head and died completely.

The once-grand Buddhist temple instantly became silent, and one could hear a pin drop!