Chapter 1355: Unable to Save the World, the Beastly Realm, No Difference Between Human Saints and Living Bodhisattvas

What is right?

What is wrong?

Who defines right and wrong?

Cen Qiaofu looked at Wang Dachui fleeing, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

He knew that Wang Dachui was more than just this strength, he saw that he was disloyal and shameless.

"Ungrateful!"

When the lightning struck, the Panxian Axe, which condensed the true meaning of "slashing", was thrown out by Cen Qiaofu with a backward force from a distance.

"Boom!"

The flying axe broke through the air, cut the sonic boom, and caught up with the desperate Wang Dachui in just a moment.

"Save me--"

Wang Dachui screamed in the Tianzu combat channel, complaining that there was no one who could take on the important task for so long, while turning over and gazing at the back like a hyena.

He couldn't leave his back to such a fatal blow.

But the Panxian Axe, with a fierce axe blade, didn't give him any chance.

This attack even covered the spiritual essence, and the holy lightning followed. If it hit him, he would definitely die. It was not something that the Eight Gates could withstand.

"Huh..."

The world seemed to slow down for a moment, and Wang Dachui let out a long sigh, and then his whole body was lit up with blazing light.

"Beast!"

His red eyes immediately collapsed into his protruding brows, and brown-yellow hair grew all over his body, with more irregular black-brown spots on his body.

His nose and muzzle protruded forward, and his human-shaped head looked more like a dog at this moment.

Wang Dachui turned into a half-human hyena!

"Woo——"

A strange howl with a low grainy feeling in the high pitch came out.

Wang Dachui leaned down, and his limbs scratched in the space, and the void shattered.

The Panxian Axe slashed through his head, but it only shattered a residual image.

Before the Holy Tribulation landed, Wang Dachui rushed to Fangfang, who was only half of her body, with his long mouth, bit off Fangfang, and then tore her with his back foot.

"Swish!"

The sky was full of lightning spots.

The extremely sharp claws tore the Holy Tribulation thunder into pieces!

"Ancient martial arts, six paths?"

Cen Qiaofu's heart trembled.

If Wang Dachui knew the six paths, even just one of them, why would he need to escape before?

It is possible to tear the Holy Tribulation apart one by one in front of him, Cen Qiaofu!

Fortunately, Wang Dachui's first attack after opening the animal path was not given to himself. Cen Qiaofu could see from his pounce that Wang Dachui was in a very wrong state.

His blood was burning rapidly.

In this state, Wang Dachui may not be able to support himself after only twenty or thirty breaths, and die of exhaustion.

"Woo!"

Wang Dachui, who bit off Fangfang, seemed to have lost most of his reason.

But he did not swallow the flesh and blood in his mouth in one gulp. Instead, he threw it into the sky.

Another pounce!

Cen Qiaofu was shocked to find that Wang Dachui was so fast that he could not keep up with him. He subconsciously turned around to block.

"Boom!"

As expected, the humanoid hyena pounced out from the space crack, and tore Cen Qiaofu's back, buttocks and thighs with its claws, tearing the protective spirit into pieces.

With a swish, the flesh and blood on Cen Qiaofu's buttocks blurred.

Pain came, Cen Qiaofu did not even dare to delay. After his eyes were fierce, he temporarily withdrew with the help of the recoil force.

"Woo!"

The miserable screaming sound appeared again beside his ear.

The hyena-shaped Wang Dachui was so fast that after tearing another holy calamity on Fangfang's head, he quickly pounced to Cen Qiaofu's side.

One defense and one attack, no delay.

"Dog!"

Cen Qiaofu was angry.

This vicious dog dared to break into the center of the Holy Tribulation and wanted to tear itself apart. Even if it did not release its spiritual essence, it would be locked by the Holy Tribulation afterwards.

If you don't venture into the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger cub?

Wang Dachui thought so, and Cen Qiaofu was not weak either.

He took out another axe from the ring, and kicked it back to the back while kicking it out.

"Bang!"

This axe was directly smashed by the claws of Wang Dachui in the form of a hyena.

Even the whip kick that Cen Qiaofu whipped out was bitten by Wang Dachui who leaned forward regardless of his life and death.

Tear!

The sound of tearing sounded.

Cen Qiaofu's right leg was torn off in the air by Wang Dachui, and blood and flesh were scattered.

"Ugh!"

This blow was painful.

Cen Qiaofu groaned. He was not those physical cultivators. The pain of the broken leg almost made him dazed and lost his temporary control over the battle situation.

But after all, he was experienced. Cen Qiaofu suppressed the pain and stretched out his hand to make a move - first put down the bait, then release the killing move.

"Panxian Zhan!"

A slight sound of breaking through the air.

This did not alert the almost demented Wang Dachui.

When Cen Qiaofu's leg was broken, the Panxian Axe thrown in the distance came back and cut the hyena-shaped Wang Dachui in half.

Clean and neat!

"Woo..."

Blood and flesh flew, and the broken intestines were across the sky.

The pain of being split in two brought the violent Wang Dachui back to reality:

The ancient martial arts inheritance mastered by the body is indeed too little.

He studied the incomplete six ways for half his life, but he could not make up the complete version.

And the incomplete version of the ancient martial arts six ways, no one can control it, not even the gods.

This is a dying counterattack, which can knock down most enemies, but it will never bite a fierce man like Cen Qiaofu.

Moreover, the cost of using such an incomplete Six Paths is extremely heavy.

The Animal Path, transformed into a hyena, can greatly enhance the combat power, but the more you fight, the more you lose your intelligence.

A glimmer of reason appeared in Wang Dachui's red eyes, filled with regret and unwillingness.

Once you start the animal path, there is no turning back.

He was thinking that maybe it would be better to die decently now than to go crazy and wreak havoc in the end, and then be stopped and beheaded to death by the people from the Holy Palace.

"It's a pity..."

Wang Dachui looked at Fangfang, who fell to the ground in shock and couldn't say a word for a long time, and closed his eyes.

Can't run away.

Nor should one look back.

Who can solve this situation?

The Holy Tribulation thundered down, splitting Fangfang into two parts, and Wang Dachui, who was cut off from the waist up and down, all became targets.

Cen Qiaofu had his anus dug out and his leg broken. His condition was severely damaged and he had no time to care about anything else. He could only focus on his own holy calamity.

He took the Restoring Pill, held the Panxian Axe, and chopped the surging thunder into pieces with one strike.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two strange noises exploded nearby.

Not surprisingly, it was Fangfang and Wang Dachui who were hit by the Holy Tribulation.

Cenjov closed his eyes.

He didn't feel anything when Wang Dachui died.

But when Fangfang thinks about it now, it makes people sigh with regret, what a good seedling!

Thunder light shattered on the ground, and after Cen Qiaofu released his spiritual thoughts, he trembled.

What he saw was not the two people at the head of the Six Divisions who died under the lightning disaster, but a holy light shield protecting them below.

Buzz!

The Holy Power of the Void descended.

Cen Qiaofu suddenly raised his eyes and saw Wei An standing not far away, looking upright.

"Saint Guard Ann?"

"A half-saint from the holy guardian lineage of the Holy Palace came forward to protect the two people at the head of the six divisions of the Holy Palace?"

Cen Qiaofu raised his eyebrows high, too surprised.

The Holy Tribulation in the sky expanded again, clearly sensing the aura of the Semi-Saint Guardan.

This time the level of danger is rising steadily, as if there has been a qualitative transformation.

"enough."

Wei An, who was standing in the void, looked solemn. He didn't mention anything about what happened before, and only expressed his position on what was going to happen next.

Cen Qiaofu raised his eyes and glanced at Holy Tribulation, then looked at Wei An who was also bathed in the holy light. He laughed out loud and said, "What do you mean by 'enough'?"

"That's enough. Even if the matter ends here and bygones are bygones, you should stop and don't bring any more unnecessary sacrifices." Wei An said.

"Hahahaha..." Cenqiaofu heard the sound and laughed. He held an ax and faced each other out of thin air.

The corners of his lips curled up, and he shook his head and said, "Little baby, do you really understand what 'enough' means and what 'fearless sacrifice' means?"

Wei An's expression was calm and he didn't say a word.

Judging from his age alone, Cenchofu is indeed more than his grandfather.

"I canonized this place, but I didn't harm innocent people, and I didn't use the holy calamity to threaten one of you Holy Palace Trials." Cenjov said solemnly.

"This is because I cleared all the testers from the scene in advance." Wei An looked at it.

"No, this is because I know that you will clear the trialists from the scene and hand over the battlefield to your partner, the Holy Temple!" Cenchofu sneered, "This is a choice made by your Holy Temple in advance. , so now, if you are forced to do this, don’t accommodate others!”

Wei An narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Cenjov's words may seem unreasonable, but in fact they hit the nail on the head.

Amidst the sound of "rumbling", the holy calamity strikes again.

But the thunder couldn't break through the halo around the holy guard An, and it couldn't even break through the light shields on Fang Fang and Wang Dachui.

After Cen Qiaofu resisted the disaster, his spiritual thoughts bloomed, covering the entire audience.

He saw a large number of red-clothed and white-clothed people outside the scope of the Holy Tribulation, and he also saw many trialists in the distance.

He used up all his spiritual energy, poured out all his strength, and raised his voice to the entire Four Symbols Secret Realm:

"The Holy Palace has known for a long time that the Holy Temple will use the Ranming ruins to deal with some people, such as Lao Chan."

"This big battle will inevitably involve the battle between the great avenues and the holy way. This will of course affect the progress of the Holy Palace trial."

"But why did you choose to cooperate despite the life and death of the tester?"

Cenqiaofu spread his hands and said coldly:

"I don't know what agreement the Holy Temple has reached with your Holy Palace."

"But since you know that the war is coming and you still dare to set the trial in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, you must be fully prepared."

"Now you, Wei An, are you talking nonsense in front of me?"

There was a hint of irritation in Wei An's eyes. Not only was Cenqiaofu not timid, he raised his voice again:

"enough?"

"This is just the beginning, tell me, is that enough?"

He looked around and said amusedly:

"I still know how to measure. I only broke through that day's machine formation and didn't harm the people and objects in your Holy Palace trial. I didn't even split your trial golden tower with an axe."

"Then on the other hand, isn't it your duty as a little guard to protect the trialists? Isn't it what you should do?"

"But now, see for yourself, what are you doing?"

Cenjov was aggressive:

"You want to draw a line with me, but I am acting within my bounds. Instead, you go beyond the rules and interfere in matters other than the Holy Palace trial."

"Who has had enough?"

"Who should stop again?"

Rumble of thunder, accompanied by sound.

Wei An was stunned into silence, but remained motionless under the holy calamity.

On the contrary, Cen Qiaofu couldn't resist the qualitative change of the holy calamity. He swallowed the pill again and stared at Wei An.

His voice expanded to the entire Four Symbols Secret Realm.

Everyone, including the trialists and trial officers, as well as those in red clothes and white clothes preparing for the battle, all heard this content and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Wei An was silent for a long time, glanced at Fangfang and Wang Dachui who were divided into four, and said solemnly: "Everyone shouts about beating a rat crossing the street. There is nothing wrong with what I say."

"What a 'rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it'!"

Cenqiaofu slapped his legs and laughed. After laughing, he straightened up, regained all his expressions, and looked at the guard who was bathed in the white holy light and holding high the banner of justice:

"The height you are standing at, the position you are in, and everything you have are so irritating that a lowly rat like me can't even open his eyes!"

"Then, who is going to define the street rat, right and wrong, black and white?"

Cen Qiaofu stretched out his hand to block his eyes: "I can't even see your face clearly, you are so dazzling!"

Wei Anxin was angry and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, after Cen Qiaofu lowered his voice, his voice rose again:

"But all you care about is justice?"

"But what you see is all true?"

"The Holy Palace has trained you saints, but has it given you the ability to distinguish right from wrong?"

Cen Qiaofu pointed at Fangfang and Wang Dachui:

"There is no semi-saint in the Holy Temple. Do you need to save him?"

"They have been asking for help for so long. Why is it that only you, the holy guard who can withstand the holy calamity, can save them from dire straits?"

"Use your brain, little doll!"

Cenqiaofu sarcastically said:

"Dao Qiongcang has played with you, and you don't even know it yet!"

"Today you can stand up for the hypocrisy and justice in your heart and save their lives."

"Tomorrow, the unpredictable Dao Palace Master will be able to drag you into the situation with another hundred or so beautiful excuses that even you take for granted."

"You can now say something to persuade me to say "enough". Do you dare to represent the entire Holy Palace and say that your actions are "enough"? In the future, you will not become a knife in the hand of Dao Qiongcang, turning your Holy Palace into a The luck accumulated over hundreds of years was destroyed in one moment?"

The roar of the holy calamity fell from the sky, filling the ears with joy.

In the secret realm of Four Symbols, the dark sky briefly lit up for a moment.

The trial officers affiliated with the Holy Palace, and the red-robed and white-robed ones affiliated with the Holy Temple all noticed that their hearts were shaking and their thoughts were boiling.

They kept telling themselves that Saint Nuzenchev's words were just a ploy to sow discord.

But they began to secretly ask themselves, why did no semi-saint come forward in the Holy Temple?

The battle just came to an end, and it was really the Holy Palace guards who ended it, and Wang Dachui couldn't wait for a long time for the Half-Saints of the Heavenly Group to come to support...

The sky is unpredictable, what is he thinking about?

Wei An was silent.

In fact, he was vaguely aware that he was being used.

Just like what he said to Dao Qiongcang on Guizhe Holy Mountain before: Those who test the Holy Palace, those who test the Holy Palace, and those who fight against the Holy Temple, do not interfere with each other.

But when he saw that Taixu Fangfang, who was only sixteen years old, was about to die from the holy calamity, Wei An felt compassion.

He still took action and used his own power to protect this peerless genius.

This doesn't even constitute much consumption, it's just a little effort.

Wei An vaguely noticed something was wrong, but he didn't realize it was anything.

Until this moment, Cenchofu's words made it clear that he was horrified to find that he had taken the bait!

He proposed a "wishful dream" to Dao Qiongcang, and they agreed.

However, he crossed the line and intervened in the war between the Holy Temple and the Holy Slaves without noticing.

Is this Dao Qiongtian?

Cen Qiaofu looked at Wei Xiaowa'er who looked surprised and uncertain, and his voice softened everything, but it was still sarcastic:

"The Holy Palace is just a base for cultivating saints and does not get involved in the disputes of right and wrong in the world - this rule has been passed down for many years and has its own reason."

"So little doll, don't be so self-righteous."

"You don't even understand how to live as a human being. Don't think that you can become a living Bodhisattva in this world just because you have reached the holy realm."

"Now, it's you who have crossed the line, it's you who have said 'enough', it's time to stop, not the old man!"

Waving his hand, Cenchofu looked at the two people below:

"If you want these two, I will give them to you. Take them back to your Holy Palace and train them well!"

"If you want to intervene in the current situation again, I will not be able to defeat you for the time being, but there is no guarantee that if your Holy Palace really enters the situation, you will be able to escape unscathed."

Cen Qiaofu chuckled, not looking down on the half-saint guard at all.

He saw it too clearly, but he just didn't choose to say the last words directly:

The Holy Slave does not want to make the Holy Palace an enemy, so he will let the Holy Palace go at any time and let them escape at any time.

But Dao Qiongang, once involved in Wei An, will never let him go easily!

Wei An was silent.

His silence ranged from disdain to talk, to not wanting to explain, to now having nothing to say.

He glanced at Fangfang and Wang Dachui and moved his fingers slightly.

He originally wanted to take the two of them away directly, but now, from the bottom of his heart, he no longer wanted to save them.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

At this moment, several crisp claps sounded from the horizon.

The moonlight was falling, and under the holy calamity, a handsome man with red clothes on his shoulders and an open belly walked leisurely from the sky.

Yue Gongli smiled with narrowed fox eyes, his eyes were narrow and long, and his smile could make thousands of girls drunk.

While applauding, he curiously walked into the battle and asked following the sound:

"Confusing right and wrong, being glib...is this the tradition of a holy slave?

"You people are all good at sophistry, how can even our Mr. Wei An speak so silently?" ()