This Journey To The West Is So Terrifying Chapter 311

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He gently touched the treasured sword at his waist and murmured, “It’s not yet time, it’s not yet time.”

As soon as the words fell, his trembling sword gradually calmed down.

The nearby judge revealed a frightened expression; just when the treasured sword at his lord’s waist had emitted a low hum, he sensed an extremely sharp aura that seemed capable of slicing through all matter, causing his soul to shiver uncontrollably.

He seemed to casually glance at the ordinary-looking treasured sword and sighed silently to himself, what kind of divine weapon was this that possessed such formidable power? Even unsheathed, it was terrifying, truly it would be earth-shattering were it unleashed in reality.

At the same time, Ding Xiao, who was hiding in Cangwu VBuilding, also noticed this sword cry. A slight smile appeared on his face as he spoke, “I didn’t expect it to be him, no wonder the City God is rarely seen.”

Lady Wu, curious, asked, “Husband, do you know this Lord City God? His sword at the waist is indeed formidable; even from such a distance, I felt a sharp aura.”

“Kunlun Sword Immortal Luo Xingchen, he once drew his sword to slay an Immortal and then disappeared, never to be seen again. It’s no wonder that even the Heavenly Court couldn’t locate him multiple times,” Ding Xiao said with a sigh.

This was indeed a ruthless person; the Immortal he had killed had a considerable status in the Heavenly Court. Who knew that this serene Sword Immortal would be provoked to draw his sword, with one strike decapitating the Three Flowers atop the Immortal’s head and with the second strike cutting off the Immortal’s head.

Thereafter, the name Kunlun Mad Swordsman echoed through the Three Realms. Despite multiple pursuits by the Heavenly Court, he eluded capture and finally vanished without a trace.

“I was thinking, if that Little Flood Dragon had insisted on staying just now, this mad swordsman would have drawn his sword to kill without hesitation,” he thought.

“But now that so many people have seen him make an appearance, isn’t he afraid that the Heavenly Court will act against him?” Lady Wu asked curiously.

She came from a rural area and was not aware of the intricacies involving the Heavenly Court.

“Now the Heavenly Court is in a critical juncture; generally, as long as this mad swordsman doesn’t come forward to admit his identity, they are likely to turn a blind eye and let it pass. After all, so many years have passed, and this matter has gradually been forgotten,” Ding Xiao explained patiently.

As these people watched, Faming and the Flood Dragon appeared outside the city.

Without the city god and the hindrance of the civilians, their battle instantly became intense. Faming’s body radiated a brilliant golden light, transforming into a sixteen-foot Buddhist Golden Body, with a Swastika on his body flashing with dazzling light, lighting up the surroundings as if it were daylight.

A mountain-like momentum burst forth from him, making one feel pressured by merely looking at him.

“Evil beast, the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back to the shore!” Faming commanded in a majestic voice that resonated in the sky, seemingly carrying an inexplicable power that convinced people.

But the Flood Dragon laughed derisively, “Bald donkey, put away your tricks. Grandpa here can’t be fooled by that, take my strike!”

Suddenly, his figure rushed toward Faming, with a black, shiny steel whip appearing in his hands.

The steel whip struck Faming’s Golden Body, creating a sound of metal striking metal. The waves dispersed on Faming’s body, effectively neutralizing the Flood Dragon’s attack.

Faming, however, retaliated fiercely. His gigantic fists, carrying tremendous power, smashed down toward the head of the Flood Dragon. If the strike were to hit, it would likely crush the Flood Dragon’s head into pieces.

The Flood Dragon sensed the power of the hit, his expression grave. He glanced at Faming, then suddenly countless Dragonflies emerged from his body, intercepting the strike.

Simultaneously, numerous Dragonflies died from the impact, but the Flood Dragon didn’t care. He simply opened his mouth slightly and inhaled them back into his stomach, reconstituting them as insect eggs.

At that moment, the Flood Dragon also grew ferocious; with a roar, he instantly transformed into his true Flood Dragon form, his colossal body twisting in the sky.

“Roar!” A massive roar thundered through the heavens.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger. Under this dragon’s roar, countless dark clouds gathered, capturing the true form of the flying Flood Dragon, accentuating his fierce body.

With a breath, a terrifying Breath streamed toward Faming’s Golden Body.

Faming stretched out his hands to withstand this formidable force, the massive power forcing his Golden Body to involuntarily step back, leaving deep imprints on the ground.

The Flood Dragon’s huge body danced and spiraled in the sky; another furious roar caused thunder to fall from the sky, striking toward Faming’s head.

Massive thunder struck Faming, bursting with dazzling thunderlight, yet Faming’s Golden Body stood steadfast in the midst of the thunderlight, unwavering.

At this moment, Faming seemed truly like Buddha himself, unaffected by any spell, his formidable strength leaving both the City God and Ding Xiao in awe.

“The Buddhist Sect being a top force in the Three Realms is indeed not without reason,” Ding Xiao murmured admiringly.

The spells of the Buddhist Sect, in some aspects, were very close to those of the Eastern Land, and in other aspects, they developed a distinctly different style. Undeniably, however, these spells were incredibly powerful in certain respects.

Take, for example, the Buddhist Golden Body technique used by Faming—it was simply perfect, both enhancing spells and strengthening the body to a tremendous degree. No wonder the Buddhist Sect managed to grow into such a formidable entity in such a short time.