Chapter 2485: Disciples of the Monk King

The abbot of Qianming Temple looked miserable, but he was not fatally injured.

At this time, he roared towards Cheng Feng, clattering~~~

The Black Sun Storm Diagram seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, and the struggle became more intense.

Even Cheng Feng felt like he couldn't grasp it!

"Want to get this painting back? It's a dream!"

Cheng Feng's brows raised, and he grabbed the Black Sun Wind Disaster Map's hand and exerted force to hold it tightly.

The next moment, his body suddenly swayed and he appeared in front of the abbot of Qianming Temple.

Then without any nonsense, he punched forward again.

This time, the abbot of Qianming Temple was mentally prepared.

When Cheng Feng rushed towards him, he activated his Buddha power to condense a layer of Buddha power shield around himself, protecting him.

However, facing the punch from Cheng Feng, it was of no use.

The moment the Buddha's power shield was hit by the fist, it immediately deformed violently and dented inward.

Bang! When the deformation reached its maximum, the fist had already hit the face of the abbot of Qianming Temple.

He flew up again and kept flipping in the air.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Being slapped in the face again, the abbot of Qianming Temple became angry.

While shouting curses, he raised his sword and prepared to kill Cheng Feng.

However, he didn't wait until he drew his sword.

Cheng Feng had appeared beside him and kicked him on the wrist holding the knife.

Click~~~

Only the sound of bones breaking was heard.

The hand of the abbot of Qianming Temple was separated from his body.

At the same time, the top holy weapon level sword was also flying into the clouds.

Uh-huh! Cheng Feng chased him out.

The speed was so fast that he actually caught the Jie Dao flying into the clouds.

After looking at it for a while, I included it in the Ten Thousand Swords Picture.

After the battle is over, throw it to the demon-slaying knife and swallow it.

"Old man, do you want to continue?"

Cheng Feng left and returned, standing in front of the abbot of Qianming Temple.

He stared at the other person and asked coldly.

"You little beast, why are you so fast?"

At this time, the abbot of Qianming Temple had not yet woken up from the blow just now.

You know, he is also a well-known figure.

Even the thirty-mark true sage was afraid of him when he saw him, but he was beaten by Cheng Feng and was unable to fight back.

Like a three-year-old child, his heart went cold.

"Your mouth is still so dirty!"

Cheng Feng's face darkened: "It seems you haven't fought enough!"

"In that case, let's continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black lightning shot out and flashed around the abbot of Qianming Temple.

No matter how much the abbot of Qianming Temple tried to dodge and defend, it had no effect at all.

About a minute later, the abbot of Qianming Temple collapsed in the air.

In front of him was a pair of broken iron powder, which was caused by a shield being shattered by Cheng Feng's fist.

As for the abbot of Qianming Temple himself, all his bones were shattered and he could not even sit still.

If it weren't for his strong cultivation, he would have stopped breathing.

"You should feel comfortable now?"

After beating the abbot of Qianming Temple violently, Cheng Feng moved his fists slightly.

He said calmly: "Actually, this is not bad. Compared with the torture I suffered during the black sun disaster, this is just child's play!"

Cheng Feng's words are not false at all.

He was cut to pieces countless times in the Black Sun Storm Disaster Map.

That kind of inhuman torture and despair is enough to make people collapse!

The injuries sustained by the abbot of Qianming Temple at this time are not worth mentioning at all.

"Little beast, I underestimated you."

The abbot of Qianming Temple made a bitter voice: "However, you won't live long."

"Even if your cultivation reaches the level of a Perfect Half-Saint, you are destined to die!"

"I'm a little curious."

Cheng Feng said: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to plot against me? What good does this do to you?"

"Did you come to kill me because of the reward offered by Lancang Temple?"

"The reward from Lancang Temple? Hehe~~~"

The abbot of Qianming Temple smiled disdainfully: "If I fall into this situation, I will definitely not survive. I will tell you the truth."

"I am the abbot of Qianming Temple, my name is Qianming. I have received an order from an outside power to kill you."

"Once you succeed, you will be able to gain a lot of benefits, including becoming a Buddha!"

"By the way, there is more than one extraterritorial power who wants me to kill you, and they are all super powerful!"

"Extraterritorial power?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's emotions fluctuated: "It's really these old things!"

Cheng Feng has long known about the pursuit of powerful powers outside the territory.

The reason why he entered Tiancang Holy Prison was to avoid this matter.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he came from the northwest region of Tiancang Holy Prison to the south region, a powerful person from outside the region contacted the abbot of Qianming Temple to kill him.

From this, it is conceivable that someone outside the territory knows his whereabouts well!

"Black Sun Wind Disaster, kill me!"

Just when Cheng Feng's mood fluctuated.

The abbot of Qianming Temple suddenly flashed a flash of blood in his eyes and let out a low roar.

Then, the Black Sun Storm Diagram held by Cheng Feng actually erupted with a black light.

Like a black dragon, it managed to break free from Cheng Feng's hand.

Open your big mouth and try to swallow Cheng Feng!

"court death!"

Cheng Feng suddenly woke up, raised his fists, twisted his waist and hips, and poured all his strength into his fists.

Boom~~~

Then he punched out, directly punching the black dragon that was devouring him.

It turned into a picture scroll again and flew towards the sky.

puff! The black sun storm map's counterattack was defeated, and the abbot of Qianming Temple felt like he was struck by lightning.

His face suddenly turned pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Old guy, you actually played tricks on me."

Cheng Feng raised his hand to grab the abbot of Qianming Temple and said coldly: "Tell me, how to control this painting that contains the black sun disaster?"

"If you answer truthfully, I can give you a happy ending."

"Otherwise, I will make you taste more painful than the black sun wind blowing!"

The abbot of Qianming Temple shivered involuntarily at the mention of being blown away by the black sun storm.

I obviously know how painful it feels.

"Cheng Feng, you can't kill me."

But the abbot of Qianming Temple did not want to die, and coughed and said: "I am a disciple of the monk king of Suspension Temple, one of the top ten ancient temples in the southern region."

"If you kill me, my master will definitely avenge me."

"The Monk King of the Floating Temple?"

Cheng Feng's eyes contracted.

Monk King, this is a unique existence of Buddhism in the Southern Region.

There are only ten of them in the entire Southern Territory, and they are the strongest beings in Buddhism in the Southern Territory.

It is rumored that the monk king has already cast the body of Buddha, which is equivalent to a giant in the realm of creation.

Maybe the rumors are a bit exaggerated, but the half-step Buddha body is definitely not false.

In other words, the monk king of the Suspension Temple is at least a being whose combat power is comparable to that of a perfection-level semi-saint.

If the other party comes to kill him, it will be a huge threat to Cheng Feng!

But Cheng Feng was not frightened. He pondered for a moment and said, "Qian Ming, you must die."

"If you want to kill me, even if the Monk King of the Suspension Temple comes in person, I can't save you." "So, I'll give you half a minute to think about it. It's best not to make a mistake!"