Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 709 - 688: What Right Do You Have to Stop Me?

In the instant the words fell, Ren Feng's entire aura became even more terrifying, suddenly pressing towards Juewen once more!

Since these people cling to their misguided beliefs, since these so-called Jianghu masters want to shield these four murderers, since these people want to stand in his way, then he will tread over them!

Ren Feng's aura already contained a chilling killing intent, the kind of Evil Qi that seemed tangible. The faces of several spiritual realm masters from the surrounding sects also turned grave.

This person's strength is simply too formidable!

"Ah Mi, Tuofo!"

Juewen once again recited Buddhist Dharma, and in the next second, he began chanting a mantra.

"Om!"

This word was softly uttered, and in an instant, it seemed the air was trembling. Many of the people from the surrounding sects covered their ears, even Ren Feng furrowed his brow slightly.

"Ma!"

The second word was uttered, it seemed like a powerful and terrifying energy directly dispersed Ren Feng's Evil Qi, like a strong wind passing through. Ren Feng felt as if war drums were beating beside his ears, and the buzzing sound came from afar.

"This, this is—"

An elder from one of the sects looked astonished.

"What is this?"

Another master beside him asked.

"This is the Six-Word Mantra of the Shaolin Temple!"

The elder had a look of shock: "It's said that above the Lion's Roar, there's the Six-Word Mantra, which cannot be used by anyone below the spiritual realm. The strength of Juewen is also unfathomable."

"Indeed, Shaolin Temple truly is the number one sect in Jianghu!" Others also marveled.

"Moreover, I've heard that Juewen's strength is not the first within Shaolin, but regardless, this demon is doomed to die."

"Indeed, with Juewen here, what storm can he possibly stir up?"

Juewen maintained a solemn demeanor as he looked at the cold-faced Ren Feng and uttered the third word.

"Ni!"

As the third word was spoken, even Ren Feng felt like his chest had been heavily hammered, causing him to stagger backward, and the True Qi inside him was surging uncontrollably.

Just as Ren Feng intended to counterattack, Juewen swiftly followed up with the fourth word.

"Ba!"

In this moment, Ren Feng only felt as if thunder was exploding beside his ears, the roaring sound incessantly pouring into his ears.

Ren Feng's eyes turned red, his momentum was completely suppressed by Juewen at this moment, and most of the Evil Qi was dissipated.

"Haha, I said, this person can never be a match for Juewen, this is Shaolin, and he's too presumptuous."

Others bore cold sneers on their faces, looking at Ren Feng with disdain in their eyes.

A mere individual dares to trespass Shaolin?

Ren Feng gazed at Juewen, watching as he was about to utter the last two words. Suddenly, the flame within Ren Feng's body began to burn, and he shouted abruptly.

"Get lost!"

"Hum!"

Juewen simultaneously voiced the last two words, which clashed explosively with Ren Feng's "Get lost!"

It seemed like invisible energy exploded around the two, Ren Feng groaned, retreating three steps, while Juewen did not retreat, but blood trickled from the corner of his mouth!

The people around seemed incredulous, Zhan and Yu Dian, who had been sneering, were stunned by the scene.

"Bald donkey! Try my One-Word Curse!"

Ren Feng looked coldly at Juewen, his True Qi circulating wildly inside his body, and in the next second, he hurled his voice like thunder directly at Juewen.

"Die!"

This voice, compared to Juewen's earlier Six-Word Mantra, was even more terrifying, like endless waves of the ocean crashing one after another.

Juewen's face changed instantly. He clasped his hands together and chanted madly, a halo of light protecting him.

The protective light collided with Ren Feng's voice, and gradually, Juewen's halo shrank, until it was directly pushed back into his body.

In that moment, Juewen retreated continuously, stopping only after ten or more steps, his breath uneven, looking at Ren Feng with eyes filled with astonishment.

All the sect masters around were silent, they thought Ren Feng was doomed, but didn't expect him to force Juewen back instantly.

In a duel between masters, even a single step can determine victory, yet Juewen's multiple steps of retreat made it clear he was not a match for Ren Feng.

At this moment, Yu Dian's face also turned grim, and Zhan and the others watching Ren Feng's back were filled with dread.

How come he is in the spiritual realm, just like Juewen, but able to suppress Juewen directly?

What kind of power does he possess?

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, are you determined to oppose Shaolin and all of Jianghu?"

"Today, whoever blocks me, I kill."

Ren Feng replied coldly: "Since you have been defeated, get out of the way."

"Old monk, though defeated, must stop you from killing."

Ren Feng's gaze turned cold, he snorted, and suddenly stepped forward.

"Bald donkey, you don't know the whole story, sheltering the murderers, setting barriers against me, is unwise!"

Ren Feng stepped forward again!

Juewen said nothing, he closed his eyes and recited sutras quickly.

The surrounding masters' expressions were grave, the two were clashing in aura once more, but this time, unlike before, the aura could kill!

"You do not distinguish right from wrong, calling Ren a demon, claiming to rid the world of me, how can a monk be so benighted, this is unworthy."

Ren Feng's footsteps began to intensify, and each step's momentum was building.

"As the head of Shaolin, you judge arbitrarily, with unclean roots, making hasty decisions, you are unworthy of the title of abbot, this is unwise!"

Ren Feng's steps began synchronizing with Juewen's heartbeat, while Juewen recited sutras quickly, his lips buzzing with speed.

"Such unwise, unenlightened, foolish person, what right does he have to obstruct me!"

The moment the last words fell, Ren Feng's foot stepped down fiercely, the accumulated momentum slamming into Juewen's heart like a warhammer.

It was as if a war drum had been shattered by a giant hammer, Juewen's lips stopped chanting, he opened his eyes and looked at Ren Feng in horror, then spat a mouthful of blood!

Puff!

Blood in his mouth, Juewen was struck heavily, retreating continuously, his heart meridian damaged in this aura clash, completely defeated.

The Scripture Reading Plaza fell silent, Zhan and the others looked at Ren Feng with eyes of awe and fear!