Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Eating Inside and Stealing Outside!
BANG!!
Their palms violently collided.
The Abbot was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
"Abbot!!" the disciples of Qingyin Temple shouted in alarm.
They wanted to rush forward and help, but they were all weak and powerless, unable to even stand.
"You..." The Abbot’s face was pale, his features twisted in pain.
At his peak, he could have easily crushed Fu Ming. However, he had just been ambushed by Fu Ming and was simultaneously trying to suppress the flaring Gu Force within him. His cultivation had taken a major hit; his realm had plumted from the Fifth Layer of the War King Realm to War Sect. At this point, he was no match for Fu Ming.
"Haha—" Fu Ming laughed wildly, addressing the disciples of Qingyin Temple. "You all see that, don’t you? He’s no match for ! If you want to live, then be smart and recognize
as the Abbot of Qingyin Temple! All of you will take orders from !"
"In your dreams!"
"You traitor, biting the hand that feeds you!"
"The Abbot treated you so well, yet you commit such a heinous act!"
"You’re not fit to be called a man, let alone the Abbot of our Qingyin Temple!"
The elders and disciples of Qingyin Temple all made their defiance clear. Despite their dire predicant, they showed no intention of bowing to Fu Ming or the mbers of the Fengren Sect.
Yan Hai remarked sarcastically, "Fu Ming, it seems your authority as the new abbot isn’t very solid here in Qingyin Temple. If that’s the case, how do you expect to lead this place in the future? I’m starting to worry about your capabilities. If you really can’t handle it, why don’t you just hand them all over to ?"
"The affairs of Qingyin Temple are not for you to ddle in!" Fu Ming’s eyes narrowed, a murderous intent flashing within them.
He stared intently at the Abbot. "It seems that only when you’re dead will they understand who’s really in charge here!"
As his words fell, Fu Ming lunged toward the Abbot, swinging a palm at his head!
"Abbot!!!"
At the sight of this, the faces of all the Qingyin Temple disciples turned pale with horror. The Abbot, for his part, simply closed his eyes in resignation.
BANG!
At that critical mont, a graceful figure appeared before the Abbot, intercepting Fu Ming’s attack. As their palms clashed, Fu Ming was sent stumbling backward several steps.
His face was a mask of shock. He had never expected Chu Lingjun’s strength to be great enough to pose a threat to him.
The Abbot’s eyes snapped open. "Patron Chu, this matter does not concern you. Please, do not bring trouble upon yourselves."
"Abbot, no matter what, Qingyin Temple and the Martial Sect share so history," Chu Lingjun said. "I can’t just stand by and watch you die. Besides, even if I didn’t intervene, a man of his character would surely try to annihilate us to keep us quiet. After all, he wouldn’t want his shaful deeds to be exposed."
Fu Ming chuckled. "I didn’t realize you were so perceptive. You’re right. The three of you are Disciples of Martial Sect, and I have no intention of letting any of you leave!"
His gaze swept over Long Chen and the others. "But in consideration of your hard work bringing back the Buddha Beads, I’ll grant you a swift death!"
As his words fell, Fu Ming’s battle qi erupted from his body, even more powerfully than before.
First Layer of the War King Realm!
He launched another Palm Shadow, a mighty attack that surged directly toward Chu Lingjun.
Chu Lingjun drew her Gold Chant Sword and slashed out.
With a muffled thud, the Palm Shadow was cleaved apart by her Sword Qi. The remaining force of her attack continued unabated, blasting straight toward Fu Ming.
Fu Ming’s brow furrowed. Tapping a toe to the ground, he propelled himself into the air.
"Impressive. As expected of a prodigy from the Martial Sect," Fu Ming snorted coldly. His hands ford a series of seals, activating the Formation at the main gate.
Seeing this, the Abbot shouted frantically, "Look out! Dodge, quickly!"
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