118: The Death of Abstinence from Lust

At this critical moment, a figure shot in from outside the great hall like lightning.

Stepping on the heads of the monks one by one, just like treading on duckweed on the water's surface.

Finally, he landed in the center of the crowd.

This person was none other than Yang Chunlai. He was dressed in white robes that fluttered in the wind, holding a precious sword emitting a blue light.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if containing endless power.

Yang Chunlai's appearance reignited hope in the crowd, who had previously fallen into despair.

Zhu Yunque, Zhu Yeqing, Wang Jiacheng, Old Gourd, Li Dahai, Feng Rugui, and others stood behind Yang Chunlai one after another.

After landing, Yang Chunlai did not strike immediately, but quietly observed the situation on the field.

"Hmph, a reckless brat, daring to meddle in this muddy water!"

Monk Jiese's head had been stepped on when Yang Chunlai entered just now.

He rubbed his head in pain.

Yet, in his heart, he felt a bit of fear.

This person's kick was full of spiritual energy.

Being able to make his head ache from a step was already considered extraordinary.

He must tear this brat into pieces.

A trace of disdain flashed in Monk Jiese's eyes; he was just a kid, why should he be afraid of him?

He increased his output of spiritual energy, and the offensive of the ghosts became increasingly fierce.

After landing, Yang Chunlai's gaze was like a torch, quickly locking onto those gesticulating ghosts.

He took a deep breath, the spiritual energy within his body surged, and the light from the sword in his hand grew intense.

He flashed, moving like a phantom through the group of ghosts; every time he swung his sword, it brought out a sharp blue Sword Qi.

A huge, hideous evil ghost opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Yang Chunlai first.

Yang Chunlai was unhurried, side-stepped, and easily avoided the attack.

Then, with a backhand sword strike, the Sword Qi directly pierced through the evil ghost's body, and the evil ghost dissipated instantly.

But more ghosts swarmed up, surrounding him completely.

Yang Chunlai's eyes were calm, and the sword in his hand danced so densely that not even a drop of water could pass through; the Sword Qi crisscrossed, and wherever it went, the ghosts turned into blue smoke one after another.

However, the ghosts seemed endless, and as time passed, Yang Chunlai gradually felt his physical strength waning.

He knew that continuing like this was not the solution; he had to find the source of the ghosts and cut off their connection with the bronze bell.

Yang Chunlai shouted loudly, raised his sword high, gathered all his spiritual energy, and slashed a giant Sword Qi toward the direction of the bronze bell.

The Sword Qi was like a blue rainbow, tearing through the surrounding ghosts and charging straight toward the bronze bell.

Just as the Sword Qi was about to hit the bronze bell, Monk Jiese quickly formed hand seals, and a black spiritual energy barrier appeared in front of the bronze bell, blocking Yang Chunlai's attack.

Seeing his attack blocked, Yang Chunlai felt a chill in his heart.

Before he could react, Monk Jiese slammed into the bronze bell, and the bronze bell emitted a deafening loud noise.

An invisible sound wave attacked Yang Chunlai like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning.

This sound wave contained powerful force; wherever it passed, the ground cracked and the stone pillars shook.

Yang Chunlai quickly circulated his spiritual energy to form a spiritual shield in front of him.

The sound wave hit the shield, making a harsh sound, and the shield began to tremble violently.

Yang Chunlai gritted his teeth and resisted with all his might; he could feel his spiritual energy depleting rapidly.

To break this dilemma, he focused his mind and carefully observed the pattern of the sound waves.

Finally, he discovered that there was a brief gap in the frequency of the sound waves.

When the sound wave attacked again, Yang Chunlai took advantage of the gap, his body rushing toward Monk Jiese like lightning.

Seeing this, Monk Jiese's face showed a trace of surprise, but he quickly regained his composure.

He slapped the bronze bell repeatedly with both hands, and the sound waves came one after another like a tide, trying to prevent Yang Chunlai from approaching.

Relying on his flexible movements and powerful spiritual energy, Yang Chunlai wove forward through the gaps in the sound waves.

Whenever the sound wave was about to hit him, he could always cleverly side-step to avoid it, while continuously approaching Monk Jiese.

When Yang Chunlai was only a few steps away from Monk Jiese, Monk Jiese suddenly hugged the bronze bell and started chanting.

In an instant, Monk Jiese achieved Fusion with the bronze bell, and a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body, forming an indestructible vajra body.

Yang Chunlai did not retreat in the slightest; he shouted, the light of the sword in his hand surged, and he thrust directly at Monk Jiese.

The sword pierced the golden light, emitting a loud "clang" sound, like metal colliding, sparks splashing everywhere, but it failed to injure him in the slightest.

Monk Jiese let out a burst of wild laughter: "Brat, you want to hurt me with just that? Today is the day you die!"

Having said that, he flashed, and with the power of the bronze bell, he lunged violently at Yang Chunlai.

Yang Chunlai retreated quickly, while mobilizing all the spiritual energy in his body, concentrating it on the sword.

He knew deeply that this was a tough battle and he had to go all out.

Monk Jiese's attacks came like a storm, and every collision made Yang Chunlai's arms numb.

But Yang Chunlai did not give up; while defending, he was looking for Monk Jiese's flaws.

In the fierce confrontation, Yang Chunlai discovered that after Monk Jiese's Fusion with the bronze bell, although his power increased greatly, his movements became somewhat sluggish.

He was overjoyed and decided to take advantage of this point.

Yang Chunlai deliberately exposed a flaw, and Monk Jiese, seeing this, immediately attacked with full force.

At the moment he attacked, Yang Chunlai flashed, quickly bypassed behind Monk Jiese, gathered all his spiritual energy on his sword, and thrust violently at his back.

Monk Jiese sensed the danger and wanted to dodge, but because his movements were sluggish, he was still a step too slow.

Only a "crack" sound was heard, a crack appeared in the golden light, and Monk Jiese let out a painful groan.

Yang Chunlai followed up the victory, swinging his sword continuously, and streaks of Sword Qi kept slashing onto Monk Jiese.

The cracks in the golden light became more and more numerous, and finally, with a "bang", Monk Jiese's indestructible vajra body was completely shattered.

Monk Jiese looked at the shattered bronze bell, his face turning incomparably pale.

He never expected that his proud ultimate move would be so easily cracked by Yang Chunlai.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Monk Jiese asked in a trembling voice.

Yang Chunlai did not answer his question, but walked step by step toward Monk Jiese.

His eyes were full of killing intent, and the sword in his hand also emitted a cold, icy gleam.

"Today is the day of your death!"

Yang Chunlai said coldly.

Seeing this, Monk Jiese felt a surge of fear in his heart.

He turned to run away, but found his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move at all.

"No... don't kill me!"

Monk Jiese shouted in despair.

Yang Chunlai ignored his plea for mercy, and the sword in his hand thrust toward Monk Jiese without hesitation.

With a scream, Monk Jiese fell into a pool of blood, ending his sinful life.

The Evil Monks were also all killed by Yang Chunlai's subordinates.

After dealing with Monk Jiese, Yang Chunlai turned to look at the people in the great hall.

At this time, everyone looked at him with awe, as if looking at a hero who had descended from heaven.

"Many thanks to the master for saving our lives!"

The master of Wang Family Villa stepped forward first and bowed deeply to Yang Chunlai.

"Yes, if it weren't for Big Brother, our lives would not have been saved today!"

The others also echoed one after another.

Yang Chunlai smiled and waved his hand, saying: "It's good that everyone is fine."

"Being able to successfully defeat the Evil Monks this time is also everyone's joint contribution."

"We must unite and work together to deal with more dangerous enemies!"