"Not good!"
Monk Dingxin turned pale with fright. If this blow landed solidly, wouldn't his head be completely shattered?
Facing this strike, Monk Dingxin extended his right arm, which was enveloped in Buddhist light, attempting to block the descent of the "Blood Demon Seal!"
However, a terrifying scene unfolded. With a "bang," the "Blood Demon Seal" fell, causing Monk Dingxin's entire arm to explode. The "Blood Demon Seal" continued to descend towards Monk Dingxin's head.
Using his arm to block the calamity, Monk Dingxin endured the severe pain and quickly rolled aside to evade the blow.
The thought of failure was already surfacing in Monk Dingxin's mind. At this mont, his mind raced, thinking of ways to escape.
"Where do you think you're going?!"
In an instant, Li Yunjing arrived leisurely, and with another palm strike, a "Palm Thunder" erupted with a "boom," hitting Monk Dingxin.
"Bang!"
The speed of Thunder Skill was incredibly fast. Monk Dingxin couldn't dodge in ti. Just as he raised his other arm, it was struck by the lightning, shattering it into pieces, blood splattering everywhere.
"Ah..."
Monk Dingxin scread in agony, his face pale. Both of his arms had been shattered completely.
A re Foundation Establishnt Realm Cultivator did not have the Divine Techniques to regenerate limbs!
With both arms shattered, they were truly lost.
Unless he obtained so heavenly materials and treasures in the future to refine and replace his arms, installing them on his body, such prosthetics would have a significant impact on his combat power.
It could be said that after two heavy strikes, Monk Dingxin was finished.
His injuries were too severe. The Buddhist light around him had dispersed, leaving him weak and exhausted, collapsing to the ground, continuously crying out in pain, resembling a beggar with no trace of a high monk of the Buddhist Sect.
"Is this what a master of the Buddhist Sect looks like? Your strength is far from sufficient! No wonder 'Mingxin Temple' has repeatedly clashed with our 'Shenxiao Dao Sect' and ended up at a disadvantage!"
Li Yunjing walked up to Monk Dingxin, who was lying like a dead dog, and his cold words finally made Monk Dingxin feel the approach of death.
"You..."
Monk Dingxin was terrified. He knew he was done for. The people of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect," according to the propaganda of "Mingxin Temple," were no better, barely stronger than demons.
The hatred between the two was as deep as the sea.
Falling into Li Yunjing's hands today, he only hoped for a quick death!
"Speak! I'll give you a chance for a swift death!"
Li Yunjing's voice was calm, carrying a tone of undeniable authority, coldly asking, "Just tell how many people 'Mingxin Temple' has in the East Sea, what their purpose is here, and reveal everything you know from start to finish."
Li Yunjing and the sect's upper echelon naturally had so guesses about the actions of "Mingxin Temple," but there were too many speculations and still many doubts that needed verification.
At this mont, capturing a peak Foundation Establishnt monk from "Mingxin Temple" was the best opportunity to explore the secrets of "Mingxin Temple."
A Foundation Establishnt Realm Cultivator's position was neither high nor low, but they were considered the backbone of these gigantic sects and had so knowledge of certain secrets.
If any secrets were uncovered, it would greatly benefit the 'Shenxiao Dao Sect' in eradicating the Buddhist practitioners in the East Sea.
"Hehe! I am a disciple of the Buddhist Sect. How could I possibly reveal anything to you! Go ahead and try anything you want! If I ever flinch, I wouldn't be a true Buddhist disciple!"
Though Monk Dingxin was afraid of death, at this mont, he still maintained the dignity of a true disciple of a gigantic sect, presenting a fearless hero-like deanor.
Saying these words, Monk Dingxin lay on the ground like a dead dog, eyes closed, adopting a stance that seed to challenge Li Yunjing to try anything he could, as he wouldn't speak a word.
"Good! I appreciate tough guys! Let's see how tough you are!"
Li Yunjing sneered repeatedly. Facing soone like this, he showed no rcy, directly taking heavy actions. He stomped on Monk Dingxin's left shin, and with a "crunch," the shin bone shattered.
"Ah..."
The entire shin bone of the left leg was shattered, the flesh even deford, compressed into a at patty. Such severe pain made even a cultivator unable to refrain from crying out in agony...
The miserable cries echoed in "Shenxiao Temple," making the disciples in the distance tremble, fearfully looking at the unfamiliar Observatory Master.
Li Linzi and Gu Wenzhuo were also shocked. They never thought the gentle-looking Senior Brother Li could be so terrifyingly ruthless!
The sight made their hearts twitch violently.
"Senior Brother Li is too ruthless!"
Li Linzi and Gu Wenzhuo exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts.
They were truly afraid of Li Yunjing now. From then on, every word Li Yunjing said would be obeyed without any discount!
At this mont, Monk Dingxin was in dire straits, enduring unbearable pain, wishing he could die imdiately, but with Li Yunjing nearby, he couldn't even commit suicide.
Monk Dingxin wanted to fall unconscious to lessen the pain, but Li Yunjing used the "Yin Yang Treasure Mirror" to slightly extend his life.
Then, Li Yunjing did the sa to Monk Dingxin's other leg, turning all the bones in it into powder.
"Ah..."
In the dark night, Monk Dingxin's screams continued to echo in "Shenxiao Temple," like a ghost crawling out of hell, instilling fear in anyone who heard it.
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