C570 Buddhist Sanskrit
C570 Buddhist Sanskrit
Chu Yun was different from those Buddhist monks, he did not have any faith, he only cultivated the heart.
The appearance of the Vajra Body was something that monks usually believed in.
The other monks were all Buddha statues, but Chu Yun was himself.
From this, it could be seen that he was an extremely proud person. He firmly believed that today was not an opportunity given to him by anyone. Rather, it was something that he had achieved through his own hard work, step by step.
Thus, Chu Yun was able to release his true nature without restraint.
As for the Sanskrit technique, it didn't have much to do with the buddhist faith. It was just that it appeared in such a situation.
After activating the Sanskrit, Chu Yun became even more unbridled. Every move he executed had the power to strike down the sky.
None of those Taoist were a match for him.
Although they were both opponents of the same level, even if they joined forces, they were still not a match for Chu Yun.
The difference between a genius and a super genius was like the difference between a normal person and a genius.
Although they were all geniuses, they could do nothing as Chu Yun was a super genius, who was on a completely different level.
"Too strong, too strong, we are simply no match for him!"
A few Taoist s began to discover that Chu Yun was frighteningly strong, like a god of death, wantonly harvesting lives.
No matter how much they resisted or how much they fought, they could not do anything to Chu Yun.
Firstly, Chu Yun's movement technique was very profound and his speed was very fast. He did not have a certain speed or accurate judgement and could not even touch the corner of his clothes.
Even if he could catch up with Chu Yun's speed, it was still another matter whether he could be harmed or not.
Chu Yun's physique was his strongest technique, and he could even withstand the attack of the Ascension Realm's sect master.
Counting it this way, Chu Yun was basically being crushed in all directions.
"Pfft!" Puff! "Pfft!"
He extended his finger and it transformed into a golden light. The golden light mixed with the symbol "Swastika" directly smashed the bodies of the three Taoist s.
"What a profound Sanskrit!"
The monk was so shocked that he could not even close his mouth.
Even the Buddha had yet to reach this level!
What exactly is Chu Yun's identity?
Originally, there were over seventy Taoist s surrounding and attacking Chu Yun, but after a round of slaughter, there were only less than thirty left.
Under this kind of state, the spirits of the Taoist s were extremely weak, and they were on the verge of collapse.
As the surrounding Taoist fell one after another, the remaining twenty odd Taoist s felt endless fear, and were surrounded by negative emotions.
"How should we fight? How should we fight?!"
One of the Taoist s instantly crumbled and shouted as he turned to flee.
He really couldn't continue to fight in this kind of battle. If he didn't run away now, he was afraid that he would die.
Chu Yun's eyes were sharp, looking at Taoist who was trying to escape, he laughed indifferently, and his eyes suddenly shone with a bright light, which shot into Taoist's temple.
The figure of the Taoist froze, his expression turning into one of tears and laughter.
A few seconds later, he clutched his head and roared loudly.
Not long after, he completely lost his consciousness and became an idiot.
The shock wave that shot out from Chu Yun's eyes immediately erased the consciousness of the Taoist, causing him to become a zombie that only had his body and no consciousness.
When many Taoist saw this scene, their hearts were suddenly filled with fear.
Could it be that even running away was impossible?
As if he had guessed what they were thinking, Chu Yun grinned and said, "All of the people who are participating in the siege would be dead meat. "Don't worry, you won't be able to escape."
"You demon!"
One of the Taoist raised his sword, activating a sharp Sword Qi and thrusted at Chu Yun.
This was a swordsman.
"Door to door."
Chu Yun shook his head, and with a flick of his finger, he shot out a compressed Sword Qi that struck the tip of Taoist's sword.
The tip of the sword had been hit by the compressed sword Qi. It began to crack and emit a cracking sound.
Immediately after, the entire sword abruptly shattered, turning into dust as it fell.
Taoist bled out from his seven orifices, his breath stuck in his throat, causing his face to turn red.
Chu Yun's eyes were not red from killing, he was still smiling, just that to the Taoist, it was just like a smile of a demon.
Terrifying, truly terrifying.
The slaughter continued.
Many Taoist wanted to escape, but they could not escape the palm of Chu Yun's hand.
There was no reason.
In Chu Yun's opinion, those who participated in the attack on him were all people who were greedy. Even if he was let go of this opportunity, in the future, he would still stab himself in the back when he had the chance.
It would be better to cut the weeds at once and eliminate the roots.
Guan Bowen and the monk stood where they were with their trembling lips, unable to utter a single word.
Only then did they realize that they were witnessing an unprecedented massacre.
Chu Yun against hundreds of Taoist, without any suspense, one-sided slaughter!
Yang Xinyue's pretty face was pale. Even though she had seen many big scenes, she was still so shocked that she couldn't stop smiling.
The difference was too great.
Chu Yun was too heartless.
Even when there was only one Taoist left who participated in the siege of Chu Yun, Chu Yun still did not stop his slaughter.
Behind him were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
After personally killing more than seventy Taoist s, his heart was still calm, without the slightest of ripples.
He had a large heart, an existence no weaker than the heart of Buddha, and it was impossible for it to be affected by slaughter.
A strong stench of blood permeated the air, causing everyone to feel nauseous.
Chu Yun's entire body was dyed in blood, as though he was a god of death walking down the battlefield, his entire body released a dense Evil Qi.
"I'm not begging you, don't kill me!"
The last Taoist was the person from the Central Region who had recognized Chu Yun's identity.
His mind was so weak that it was like a string that could easily snap.
Chu Yun was expressionless as he quickly walked over.
Without any hesitation, the Taoist kneeled on the ground with a thump. With a face full of despair, he kowtowed heavily.
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Chu Yun, I will never be your enemy again."
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong."
Chu Yun laughed indifferently, he raised his hand and turned his palm into a blade, and cut off Taoist's head.
Taoist's headless body fell to the ground, blood gushing out from his neck.
"Under the avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent."
Chu Yun flung the blood from his hand, his tone indifferent.
In his previous life, there was a saying, "If apologies are useful, why would the police be needed?"
When you were trying to kill me, you should have thought of this day.
"Chu Chu Yun."
Guan Bo Wen's entire body was trembling. He was glad that he didn't make an enemy out of the other party. Otherwise, he would have died a graveless death.
"The few fellows who escaped earlier should have invited reinforcements. I suggest that you all leave this place as soon as possible and not be affected by me."
Chu Yun still had that same tone, as if he had only done something insignificant previously, and hadn't affected his mood in the slightest.
But Guan Bo Wen knew that he had just killed over seventy Taoist of the same realm.
"Little Princess, I'll trouble you to bring the two of them out. They are innocent."
Chu Yun raised his head, and looked at Yang Xin Yue who was not far away: "Let me bear the price of killing Song Hui."
"But …"
Yang Xinyue opened her mouth wanting to say something, but after thinking for a while, she sighed.
Fringe City Master Zhao Jianhao was once a subordinate of Song Hui's father, King Shan. When he found out that Song Hui had died, he would immediately go to the Underground Imperial City.
Judging by the time, it was about time.
"I … I can give it a try and take you out!"
In fact, even she wasn't sure if her face could suppress the King.
Chu Yun shook his head and laughed: "Many thanks to the Little Princess for her good will, it's enough that you can bring them out, I don't need them."
Seeing Chu Yun being so stubborn, Yang Xinyue had no other choice but to nod and say: "If you can leave this place alive, then I want to see your zither music the next time we meet."
In the young girl's heart, there was only admiration for the hero.
Although Chu Yun could not be considered a hero, his love and hate had still left a deep impression on Yang Xin Yue.
"No problem."
Chu Yun nodded.
Yang Xin Yue brought Guan Bo Wen and the monk to quickly fly outside. Only Chu Yun was left standing in the sea of blood, as if he was thinking about something.
On the other side, Zhao Jianhao led a few Ascension Realm experts and quickly charged over.
After they walked out of the passageway, they sniffed the smell of blood as they explored the depths of the Imperial City.
"Hmm?"
Zhao Jianhao's senses were sharp. He suddenly felt that someone had flashed in front of him, and could not help but immediately rush forward to block the way.
"Little Princess?"
Seeing Yang Xinyue and the two people beside her, Zhao Jianhao was a little surprised: "Little princess, can you tell this humble subject what happened inside? And that Chu Yun, where is he? "
"Go find it yourself."
Yang Xin Yue didn't want to waste anymore time with Zhao family Hao and left.
"Little Princess's attitude is a little strange."
Zhao Jianhao seemed to be deep in thought.
"Reporting to the City Lord, the two people following behind the Little Princess, are not Chu Yun."
A few experts took the portrait and compared it with each other as they shook their heads.
"Then it must still be inside. Let's go."
Zhao Jianhao waved his hand and immediately rushed towards the deep part of the Royal City where the smell of blood was so thick.
The closer he got, the more shocked he became.
There were so many Taoist s inside, how come I didn't see any of them on my way here?
The stench of blood was also a bit too strong.
"You have to check carefully for me later. That guy might put on makeup and disguise himself. Don't let anyone get away with it!"
Zhao Jianhao looked at the huge underground Imperial City and was very surprised.
He didn't expect the Imperial City to be so vast, it wouldn't be easy to find people within it.
Fortunately, he had strong spiritual energy and was able to conduct a carpet search.
"Yes."
The experts immediately nodded.
At this moment.
"Pata."
A light footstep sounded.
Zhao Jianhao immediately looked forward with his sharp eyes.
On the ground far away, a young man covered in blood was slowly walking over.
Wherever it went, it left a trail of bloody footprints.
A smile hung at the corner of his mouth, and there was even a trace of disdain mixed in his eyes as he emitted a cold and sharp aura.
Behind him, all kinds of broken limbs were scattered all over the ground. It was like a sea of blood, making people feel nauseous.