After getting up, Huiping took advantage of the fierce battle between Qingfeng and Pan Heihu to rush out of the hall and opened the door of Luohan Hall regardless of everything.
In the Arhat Hall, the eight Arhat elephants are lifelike, quietly enjoying the diffuse incense.
Master Huiping glanced around, and a long bench in the hall came into view.
He stepped over and picked up the bench.
Before Xin Yun and Qingfeng Pan Heihu, who arrived after him, could recover, they slashed out without saying a word, smashing the eight Arhat statues to the ground in an instant.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Xin Yun shouted.
He couldn't help but feel suspicious.
No matter what, the master would not destroy the Buddha statue himself.
"Hahahaha Huiping is crazy!"
Pan Heihu actually started to get excited.
"Master, Master?"
Xin Yun couldn't help but worry.
It was because the Master was damaged by magic power and became delirious.
Qingfeng didn't take it seriously and just signaled Xin Yun to keep an eye on Pan Heihu.
Master Huiping remained silent and became more violent.
He simply threw the bench on the pedestal and crushed the broken Buddha statue.
For a time, dust rose everywhere.
"Hahahaha, it's really interesting to crush a good monk and smash the Buddha statue."
Pan Heihu sneered.
Xin Yun and Commander Wang were so anxious that they were jumping on the spot, but Qingfeng was stubborn and signaled not to act rashly.
After that, Master Huiping behaved strangely, but everyone except Qingfeng thought it was normal.
Until he grasped a handful of dust and threw it towards Pan Heihu.
Xin Yun suddenly realized it.
The dust was unusual.
It covered half of Pan Heihu's shoulders.
The faceless human head attached to it rolled to the ground like withered fruit and turned into ashes in an instant.
"Old monk Huiping, you are so poisonous, what kind of dirt is this?"
Pan Heihu was shocked.
"Pan Heihu, these are the ashes of Lao Na's disciples," Master Huiping said, throwing out another handful of soil from the pedestal.
Pan Heihu turned aside, hid in time, and sneered.
"Hahahaha, I won't play with you anymore."
Qingfeng knew in his heart that Pan Heihu was going to run away and had already signaled to his apprentice Xin Yun to join forces.
"Pan Heihu, where are you running from?"
Xin Yun shouted, continuing to summon the power of his soul, and instantly merged with his master.
The Huo Hua Sword reappeared, spurting out blazing flames, blocking Pan Heihu's way.
"Pan Heihu, just go ahead and capture him," Qingfeng said righteously.
"Hahahaha Qingfeng, just with this Fire Flower Sword, you want to trap me.
It's a joke."
Pan Heihu sneered.
The faceless heads flying out of his body suddenly grew mouths.
They were all like hungry ghosts, devouring them crazily.
The flames burst out from the Huo Hua Sword.
Seeing this, Qingfeng tried his best, and the power of the Huohua Sword was even greater.
Pan Heihu fought back desperately, and the heads flying out from his body became even more crazy, with the momentum to block the Huohua Sword.
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"Master, if this continues, we may not be able to bear it," Xin Yun reminded loudly in Qingfeng's body.
"Yes, but if we want to win, we must hold him back," Qingfeng replied calmly.
"Good disciple, I will accompany you" Xin Yun shouted.
Master Huiping was naturally not idle.
He couldn't cope with throwing dust alone, so he simply called Commander Wang to come over and help.
It was difficult to hold it in hand, so Commander Wang thought of a wonderful method, and immediately picked up the wooden plate on the altar, took the offerings, and put the soil on them.
So, holding the sword in his right hand and holding the dish in his left hand, he quickly rushed to Pan Heihu and exclaimed.
"Heavenly Master" When Qingfeng saw this, he instantly threw out Xin Yun.
The power of the Huo Hua Sword was greatly reduced, and Pan Heihu's head flew out of his body, instantly gaining the upper hand.
Qingfeng couldn't help but take a few steps back, and there was even blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.
The flying Xin Yun leaped into the air, and Commander Wang threw out the wooden plate in his hand.
"Hahahaha Qingfeng, suffer death," Pan Heihu sneered.
At this time, the dust overflowing from the wooden plate drew a long tail, which was caught by Xin Yun.
Suddenly, dust poured down on Pan Heihu's head.
"Old monk Huiping," Pan Heihu scolded angrily.
The human head attached to his body fell to the ground in an instant, like a chicken that had just been plucked, squealing helplessly in pain.
A rumbling sound was immediately heard from the direction of the main hall.
"Master" Master Huiping heard clearly that his disciples must have escaped from trouble and rushed towards Luohan Hall.
He dusted his dusty hands and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha" "Pan Heihu, your death has come," Xin Yun roared angrily, pulled out the Wuhuang Bagua Sword, and stabbed him.
At this time, Pan Heihu was completely shrouded in dust.
In his mind, he seemed to have returned to thirty years ago, when he was surrounded by a group of young monks meditating.
They were holding wooden fish and knocking on them, while the Buddhist scriptures in their mouths echoed everywhere.
"Who are you?"
he asked with courage.
The group of young monks remained silent no matter how Pan Heihu shouted.
It didn't take long before Pan Heihu became tired and a familiar figure appeared in his mind.
"Who are you?"
Pan Heihu asked.
"I am Pan Heihu, the man who avenged kindness and killed countless people," the figure replied coldly.
"Who is this person?"
Pan Heihu asked.
"You are the devil born of all the evil thirty years ago," the figure replied bluntly.
"Hahahaha, I am a demon.
Who can compete with me for being the most lawless person in the world?"
Pan Heihu sneered proudly.
Pan Heihu had no time to take care of the Wuhuo Bagua Sword thrust out by Xin Yun, it went in from the back and out from the front.
When Commander Wang saw this, he was about to step forward to mend his sword, but the Xuanyang Sword lost all its power.
"The Buddha is not convinced."
Pan Heihu smiled bitterly at Qingfeng and Master Huiping, and lifted Commander Wang who had not yet escaped.
Eight golden Arhats arrived in time.
The six-character mantra Om Mani Padme Hum came out simultaneously, and the dust scattered all over Pan Heihu's body instantly emitted golden light, surrounding him heavily and slowly swallowing him.
After a while, Commander Wang landed safely.
Pan Heihu disappeared without a trace like burning gunpowder.
Eight golden Arhats saluted their master, Master Huiping.
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"Disciples are done with this world, it's time to go back."
Master Huiping returned the greeting calmly.
"It's Master."
All the golden Arhats responded in unison.
The dust scattered on the ground miraculously gathered again and piled up on the remaining stone platform.
The lifelike Arhat statue returned to its original shape in an instant, still shining with golden light.
Master Huiping's disciples disappeared.
"Amitabha" "Mage" Qingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and came over with Commander Xin Yun.
Master Huiping nodded with a kind smile on his face.
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