Volume 1: Crossing the Water Cavern Chapter 122: Rushing to the Aid of Jiaomo Palace (2)

  Manjusri saw Lei Hao's momentum was fierce, and he had just been stabbed by the Jiaomo King during the siege, so he did not harden Lei Hao's knife, but instead sat down on the lotus platform and lightly retreated, avoiding Lei Hao's blade.

  Lei Hao's one slash missed, just as he was about to chop out another knife. Suddenly, a thin, transparent and fluorescent long sword appeared in Wenshu's hand, stabbing towards Lei Hao's wrist force point.

  Lei Hao's hands moved smoothly, but the knife's momentum hesitated for a moment, becoming extremely awkward. He retreated several feet, then accumulated his strength and jumped up again, with the Dragon-Slaying Blade in his hand emitting a fierce and sharp knife aura, heavily chopping towards Manjushri.

  Manjushri's eyes flashed a sharp light, as if he had already understood Leihao's knife momentum. The long sword in his hand stabbed forward fiercely, and before Leihao's knife momentum reached its peak, it was already pointing at the hilt of Tulong's knife.

  Lei Hao only felt a numbness in his arms, and immediately the knife in his hand went awry, and the purple-black knife energy that filled the sky suddenly dissipated.

  Manjusri saw the opportunity, his wrist moved lightly, and the sword tip of the long sword turned from Tulong to Leihao. In a split second, a glass-colored sword energy suddenly burst out from the sword tip, flashing towards Leihao like lightning.

  Lei Hao's hand moved swiftly, and the dragon-slaying knife suddenly expanded, transforming into a shield that firmly protected his chest.

  All he heard was a sharp, metallic clang, and Lei Hao felt a surge of immense power in the Dragon Slaying Sword, which sent him flying back dozens of feet.

  Lei Hao didn't even stabilize his body before he let out a loud roar: "Earth Splitter." His hands danced with the shield-like Dragon Slayer, unleashing a powerful slash that ripped through Mount Hua. The blade emitted an incredibly fierce and violent aura that shattered the space in front of him, creating a void like a black hole. From afar, Lei Hao seemed to be wielding a black flag, brutally smashing it towards Manjushri.

  Manjushri's eyes flashed again with a sharp light, the long sword in his hand quickly swept through the space in front of him, and his body burst out like a fierce sun, suddenly bursting out a dazzling Buddhist light that locked down Lei Hao's divine soul, and then disappeared from Lei Hao's sight in a flash of golden light.

  In front of him, the target was gone, and Lei Hao's slash naturally struck empty air. Before he could dissipate the knife energy, he suddenly felt a sense of danger like a thorn in his back. At this time, his move had already become old, and it was impossible to change moves again. Lei Hao's mind quickly turned, and with a burst of inspiration, his body suddenly spun upwards, his two arms tightly grasping the Dragon Slayer as his body spun around. The knife energy that had not yet dissipated suddenly swept across a semicircle, carrying an unmatched momentum and fiercely slashing towards Wenshu's waist.

  At this time, Manjushri's move was already old, and it was impossible to dodge Leihao's move again. He could only grit his teeth, swing the long sword in his hand horizontally, and meet Leihao's knife energy head-on.

  A loud "boom" sound, the purple-red sword energy exploded on Manjushri's long sword, and Pu Xian was like a child hit by a large truck, flying out violently, stopping only after about 100 meters.

  Lei Hao succeeded with one move and did not launch a fierce attack. Instead, he withdrew the Dragon Slayer and gazed at Wenshu with a solemn expression.

  After Manjushri's physical form stabilized, the upper half of his kasaya had been completely destroyed by Lei Hao's fierce and powerful knife energy, revealing his upper body which was like a bronze casting. His upper body was covered with wounds of various sizes, some of which were inflicted by Jiaomo Wang and others were caused by Lei Hao's previous slash. Seeing that Lei Hao did not launch a strong attack and also didn't bother him, Manjushri suddenly emitted a burst of golden Buddhist light from his body, gradually dispelling the demonic energy left behind by Jiaomo Wang and the knife energy left behind by Lei Hao on his wounds.

  Before, Lei Hao had fought Pu Xian, but never fought this Manjusri. Just now he saw Guanyin and Pu Xian were unscathed, only Pu Xian's body was covered in sword wounds. He thought Manjusri was the weakest, but as soon as they started fighting, he was beaten to a pulp. Just now, that one sword from Manjusri had almost put Lei Hao in a hopeless situation. With Manjusri's speed, by the time he dissipated the knife energy on Tulong, his long sword had already pierced several transparent holes in his body. Fortunately, his reaction was quick, otherwise it wouldn't be Manjusri who was lightly injured, but him who was heavily injured!

  In terms of aura, this Manjusri's energy was not much stronger than Lei Hao's. His martial arts skills were also inferior to Lei Hao by a few streets. However, his timing of making a move was extremely accurate, and he had grasped Lei Hao's offensive strategy without any difference. He was injured under Lei Hao's sword purely because his luck was not as good as Lei Hao's.

  On the other hand, the Rakshasa King had unknowingly sheathed the sharp sword in his hand and restored his body to its original length of nearly a thousand feet.

  The true form of the Jiaomowang is a Flood Dragon, an unusual species of dragon that does not follow the traditional path of transforming into a dragon through cultivation, nor does it cultivate the Dragon's Origin. Instead, it cultivates its demonic energy with its Flood Dragon body, blazing a trail that no one has ever taken before! But clearly, the Jiaomowang succeeded, and now even the Four Seas Dragon Kings are nothing but his underlings!

  His true body was a dark, seemingly light-absorbing black color. On the dragon-like head without horns, four sharp fangs protruded like four large knives, emitting a chilling glow that sent shivers down one's spine. The four claws on his feet had long, razor-sharp nails that gleamed with a cold light. Every time he moved, Guanyin and Puxian would emit a loud clanging sound of metal striking gold. His entire body radiated powerful gusts of wind and thunderous roars with every movement, each swipe of his tail and every claw strike exuding unmatched power. The black aura surrounding him surged out in all directions.

  He alone was able to fight evenly with Guanyin and Puxian, the two old-timers of Taiyi Zhenxian. Moreover, it seemed that for a while, he wouldn't fall behind either.

  Jiaomo Wang, in the midst of battle, kept his eyes fixed on Leihao and Wenshu's fight. Seeing that they had exchanged a round, he stopped his hand and gazed at Wenshu with a serious expression. Then, he shouted loudly: "Old Seventh, Wenshu has a divine ability to predict your moves! When fighting him, remember not to be too predictable!"

  Lei Hao heard this and suddenly realized that it was no wonder he had been struggling so much in his fight with Manjushri, as it turned out that the other party could actually predict his moves! He sank into thought for a moment before leaping up again, not drawing his sword but merely holding it as he charged at Manjushri.

  Manjusri gazed at Lei Hao, who was charging towards him, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, while a faint, almost imperceptible look of doubt appeared on his face, as if he had failed to calculate Lei Hao's move this time.

  At this time, even Lei Hao himself did not know what move to use next. The divine power of Manjushri was powerful, but how could it be against the heavens and see into the future?

  Lei Hao rushed up and, like an unskilled martial artist, swung his arms wildly, chopping and slashing indiscriminately as he charged towards Wenshu.

  Facing Lei Hao's lawless and chaotic slashes, Manjushri's face sank, the long sword in his hand burst into a brilliant light, quickly blocking all of Lei Hao's attacks.

  Finally meeting Manjushri, Lei Hao's heart was delighted, and the frequency of wielding the Dragon Slaying Knife became even more urgent. The residual images of the Dragon Slaying War Knives filled the sky, and the purple-red knife lights flashed incessantly, making it impossible to distinguish between feints and true killing moves.

  I've said it before, Manjushri's cultivation is actually higher than Lei Hao's, but his martial arts skills are far inferior to Lei Hao's. It must be known that in the ancient times of Honghuang, the battles between Qi practitioners were battles between magical artifacts! Not only was it a matter of skill in wielding magical artifacts, but also the level of the artifacts themselves. As soon as the Innate Spiritual Treasure appeared, who could compete with it? Only the witch tribe without a Yuan Shen would use weapons and engage in close combat.

  At that time, the resources between heaven and earth were incredibly rich. Things like Tianhe Jingjin, Shoushan Tong, and Gangtie were only second-rate treasures. The first-rate ones were Xiantian Gengjing, Xiantian Lihuojing, and other pre-heavenly treasures. In this era, even post-heavenly spiritual treasures were worthless, and those who had a reputation for being slightly powerful were those who possessed pre-heavenly spiritual treasures.

  It wasn't until after the calamity of the witch and the calamity of the sealing of the gods that many of the acquired spiritual treasures were either damaged or lost in some corner, unknown to anyone. The top-notch innate spiritual treasures, on the other hand, were all in the possession of the various saints, and it was rare for any powerful magical artifacts to be found circulating in the three realms.

  Nowadays, the mainstream battles in the three realms are actually passed down from the mortal warriors of the Heavenly God War! This is because of various reasons, the powerful people of the Three Religions found it inconvenient to take action, so they trained some mortal warriors of the Great Zhou and the Great Shang to become extremely abnormal. Some formidable mortal warriors can fight against Golden Immortal-level masters for hundreds of rounds without falling behind! It was only at that time that the powerful people of the Three Religions discovered that raising one's physical strength and martial arts to a certain level could be so formidable!

  Since then, a flesh and blood path to sainthood has emerged in the Three Realms! And Yang Jian is the first person in the Three Realms to achieve sainthood through his physical body!

  So the Manjusri Bodhisattva, who has been playing with the Buddhist treasures for countless tens of thousands of years, now doesn't play with the Buddhist treasures anymore and uses a weapon instead. How can he be compared to Lei Hao, who has been relying on a single war knife since he was a little monster?

  Lei Hao and Wenshu had a fierce battle for dozens of rounds, but Lei Hao was getting faster and more excited with each passing moment. He effortlessly unleashed various clever moves, wielding his dragon-slaying war knife as if it were a goat's horn, leaving no trace or mark whatsoever.

  "Earthquake."

  "Surfing."

  "Tearing the Sky." Excited, Lei Hao shouted out loud as he chopped out knife after knife with his ultimate move. In a burst of excitement, even Sun Wukong's ultimate move "Tearing the Sky" was executed by him using his knife as a staff.

  Manjushri was already somewhat unable to keep up with Leihao's fighting rhythm, and at this time, Leihao's big move made him even more flustered. Finally, his long sword was knocked open by the wave after wave of knife energy from Bohai, and it heavily smashed into his chest.