Chapter 216: Chain of Heavy Blows

The old monk gritted his teeth and recklessly charged toward Mu Feng. Along the way, the Blood Vines blocking his path were dense, but they couldn’t stop his maddened rush at all!

However, just as he raised his Heavenly Zen Wheel high, thinking he could strike successfully like before, Mu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly moved.

Buzz…

Before the old monk Jingxu’s Heavenly Zen Wheel could descend, a heavy black sword appeared before his eyes. It came with immense force, slamming brutally onto the brightly glowing Heavenly Zen Wheel.

After a sharp crack, Mu Feng’s body swayed slightly, but old monk Jingxu stumbled back three steps in a row!

Although Mu Feng had just broken through to Mortal Realm Peak not long ago, in terms of pure strength alone, he surpassed old monk Jingxu, who had broken through to Early Elite Realm over a decade ago. Once his astonishing Eighteen Dragon Strength was unleashed, even a mountain in front of him could be split in half!

Not good, how did this kid sense my position?

Looking at Mu Feng, who suddenly stood up, old monk Jingxu was greatly alarmed. After retreating several steps, he bumped into and broke over a dozen Blood Vines.

Soul-Confusing Poison plus the Heavenly Zen Sect’s Restriction had always been his special skill, capable of blocking an enemy’s spiritual sense. Once trapped in the formation, let alone a mere Mortal Realm cultivator, even a Late Elite Realm expert wouldn’t easily break free! Mu Feng was clearly trapped in the formation and badly injured—how did he suddenly sense my position?

Old monk Jingxu’s shock was immense!

Looking at the dense Blood Vines around him, he suddenly realized he had fallen for Mu Feng’s scheme instead.

If he had attacked immediately when Mu Feng sat down cross-legged, he would have finished him off long ago. Now, it was obviously too late—the entire secret chamber was already covered in Blood Vines, and the Restrictions he painstakingly set up had lost their effect!

“Retreat!”

Old monk Jingxu quickly decided to flee. He turned and ran, using his Heavenly Zen Wheel to slash through the vines blocking his path, wishing he could get as far away as possible.

Unfortunately, almost as soon as he turned around, a gust of fierce wind came from behind—Mu Feng’s heavy sword swung down hard again. Just as he tried to reuse his old trick, activating Heavenly Zen Step to dodge aside, thousands of Blood Vines suddenly appeared in the air, densely blocking his escape. Left with no choice, he had to turn and block hastily.

Thud…

Mu Feng gave a cold laugh, leaped high into the air, and swung his sword down again onto the old monk’s Heavenly Zen Wheel.

Compared to the last time, this slash from mid-air mobilized almost every muscle in his body, making the force even more overwhelming.

When the sword came down, the Heavenly Zen Wheel in the old monk’s hand remained completely undamaged, but his arm holding the wheel twisted and deformed like a wrung towel. An overwhelming force transmitted through his arm into his body, churning inside him. After stumbling back a few steps, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Before he could catch his breath, another gust of fierce wind arrived in front of him. Mu Feng’s attacks were relentless, like ocean tides, each wave stronger than the last.

“I’ll fight you to the death!”

Old monk Jingxu raised his head, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and spat another mouthful of vital blood onto the Heavenly Zen Wheel. Then he fiercely charged head-on at Mu Feng, utterly vicious.

Behind him, there were only dense Blood Vines—the entire secret chamber had been sealed off by Mu Feng instead. Simply dodging wouldn’t get him out. Left with no choice, he had to fight back fiercely, trying to force his way out.

“Overestimating yourself!”

Mu Feng snorted coldly. Boom… swish… After a soul-shaking roar, a huge Blood Wheel appeared under his feet. The blood energy inside him surged, and all the Blood Vines formed by his blood energy instantly vanished, retracted into his body. Concentrating all his strength, he swung his sword down hard once more. No fancy moves—he still struck the old monk’s Heavenly Zen Wheel.

Thud…

The deafening sound made people miles away feel a stinging in their eardrums.

The Heavenly Zen Wheel in the old monk’s hand remained completely undamaged, without a single chip. However, his only remaining left hand holding the wheel went limp, and the glowing Heavenly Zen Wheel dropped to the ground.

Chain of Heavy Blows!

With just three strikes, Mu Feng had crippled Jingxu, this old monk who had committed countless evils.

The truly fatal attacks had no flashy or unnecessary movements—only explosively powerful force. His three strikes came one after another, each more powerful than the last, directly striking the old monk’s vital points!

“You… just who are you?”

Old monk Jingxu trembled all over, barely managing to stand straight. He stared at Mu Feng with wide, disbelieving eyes.

The next moment, a cold night breeze blew past. His body went weak, and he collapsed limply to the ground. From every pore on his body, droplets of blood seeped out. Almost all the joints inside his body had been shattered by the terrifying force. Apart from his mouth and eyes being able to move slightly, even moving a finger was difficult—he was utterly feeble.

The several-thousand-pound edgeless heavy sword, plus the strength of eighteen dragons and the power of the Blood Wheel—the force behind Mu Feng’s strike was so immense that even the well-experienced old monk Jingxu found it unbelievable!

“Jianning Scholar, Mu Feng!”

Mu Feng, holding the fearsome Black Inscription Heavy Sword, slowly approached. With each step he took, the immobilized Jingxu on the ground trembled, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest from tension.

“Wait, don’t kill me, don’t kill me…”

Old monk Jingxu wanted to struggle up and beg for mercy, but he was too weak. Watching Mu Feng approach expressionlessly, beads of cold sweat dripped down his face. “Young Master Mu, wait, don’t kill me. If you spare me, I can give you this treasure of our Heavenly Zen Sect, the Heavenly Zen Wheel. How about it?”

“Heavenly Zen Sect?”

Mu Feng’s steps paused slightly. In his memory, he had never heard of such a Buddhist Sect. However, leaving that aside, the old monk’s Heavenly Zen Wheel was indeed a fine treasure. It seemed this so-called Heavenly Zen Sect might have quite a background.

“Yes, the Heavenly Zen Sect. It’s an ancient branch of the Buddhist Sect, with many powerful experts among its members. Killing me will bring you no good—my master will certainly not let you go.”

Seeing that Mu Feng seemed somewhat hesitant, old monk Jingxu’s eyes lit up, spotting a chance to survive. “Spare me, and not only can you have the Heavenly Zen Wheel, I can even pass on the Great Bliss Meditation to you. One day, you could become a Buddhist Sect expert, even a legendary Great Bliss Buddha!”

To stay alive, old monk Jingxu spared no expense, even offering to give up his Innate Divine Ability.

Even if his body was crippled, as long as he had a breath left, he had ways to survive and slowly recover. But if Mu Feng shattered his skull with one strike, scattering his soul, then everything would truly be lost—all his efforts over the years would be in vain!

“Oh, Great Bliss Buddha?”

Looking at the desperate old monk Jingxu, Mu Feng gave a cold laugh and slowly raised his Black Inscription Heavy Sword.