145: Chapter 145: I'm afraid I'll have to make do with the two of you!

"Hmm? What is this strange feeling? What exactly is going on?!" the Grey-robed Swordsman was somewhat stunned. Although he hadn't used his full strength, the two streaks of Sword Qi he had unleashed shouldn't have ended up like this.

"Heh heh, is that all the skill a Sword Cultivator from the Dongxuan Continent has? It seems you don't even have the ability to cause any harm to our pair of brothers!" Big Fatty scoffed, and together with Second Fatty, he launched an attack on the Grey-robed Swordsman.

"Hmph! I've really been underestimated." The Grey-robed Swordsman snorted coldly, unwilling to accept this. He waved his sword again, and several streaks of Sword Qi, sharper and more fierce than before, slashed directly toward the two short, stout figures.

The result remained exactly the same; every time the sword light was about to touch them, it would be deflected by that invisible force, though it was clear that this time, the sword light had come closer to their Physical Body than before.

"So that's how it is. Although your Cultivation Technique is strange, it has its limits. As long as the power exceeds that limit, you will no longer be able to dodge my sword!" The Grey-robed Swordsman observed their movements and instantly understood the pair.

"Even if you've seen through it, so what? Can your sword really be strong enough to overwhelm us brothers?" Big Fatty remained completely unconcerned and struck out with a palm directly toward the Grey-robed Swordsman.

At the same time, Second Fatty had already appeared behind the Grey-robed Swordsman, sealing off his retreat with a similar palm strike.

The cooperation between the two brothers was simply seamless.

"These two bastards!!" The Grey-robed Swordsman gripped the hilt of his longsword with both hands, and dozens of streaks of Sword Qi surged out from his body in all directions, momentarily forcing the two of them back.

But soon, the brothers pressed forward again, forcing the Grey-robed Swordsman into a difficult position, and he began to lose ground.

"Amitabha! Let this old monk help you!" After seeing the Grey-robed Swordsman falling at a disadvantage, Venerable Miaodi decided to intervene.

He appeared directly beside the Grey-robed Swordsman, and a golden Buddha Power barrier manifested, shielding the Grey-robed Swordsman within it.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The successive strikes from Big Fatty and Second Fatty were all blocked by this layer of Buddha Power barrier; even though it kept shaking, they were unable to break through.

Seeing this, Venerable Miaodi breathed a sigh of relief, standing as steady as a rock.

If he only defended without attacking, he could hold out for a while. Now it just depended on when Xia Jin would make his move. He believed that with Xia Jin's strength, dealing with the four people in front of them would not be a difficult task.

"Hmph! Old bald donkey, your tortoise shell is quite sturdy! However, at this rate, let's see how much longer you can hold on!" Seeing that they couldn't break through after a long time, the two became somewhat agitated, and their attacks grew increasingly fierce.

But under their continuous bombardment, even Venerable Miaodi began to feel the pressure.

"Venerable, how much longer can you hold on?" The Grey-robed Swordsman noticed the cold sweat slightly beading on Venerable Miaodi's forehead and asked anxiously, "Strange, why hasn't Brother Xia made a move yet? If this drags on, what if..."

"Calm yourself." Venerable Miaodi took a deep breath and continued to steadily maintain the Buddha Power barrier. "Benefactor Xia has not made a move yet, there must be a reason. We just need to wait patiently."

Just at this moment, Elder Tong, who had been sitting on the giant's shoulder watching the battle, seemed to grow impatient with the stalemate.

He stopped fiddling with his skull prayer beads, a coldness appearing on his face that was inconsistent with his appearance.

"A-Yan." He gently patted the bald head of the giant beneath him. "Go, help Big Fatty and Second Fatty, and break that old monk's tortoise shell."

"Alright!"

The giant known as A-Yan let out a low roar, like muffled thunder.

His previously dull eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light like that of a peerless monster, and his mountain-like body took a sudden step forward!

He simply raised his fist, the veins on his muscular arm bulging, and punched directly toward the Buddha Power barrier maintained by Venerable Miaodi!

Even with the sturdy nature of this ancient battlefield, the surrounding space cracked open, revealing a rift to the Void Realm under this single punch!

It was evident that the power of this punch was far beyond the previous attacks of Big Fatty and Second Fatty!

"Oh no!" Venerable Miaodi's expression changed. He pushed his palms forward violently, and the Buddha Power within him surged crazily into the barrier.

A-Yan's fist had already slammed solidly onto the Buddha Power barrier.

Under this punch, the Buddha Power barrier directly dented and deformed, and the Buddha Power on its surface flickered unsteadily.

"Just a little bit more!" Venerable Miaodi's face darkened, and a trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although the Buddha Power barrier had not been completely shattered, it had dimmed significantly; if another punch came, it would undoubtedly break.

"A-Yan, well done! Give that old bald donkey another punch and smash them both into pulp!" The two short, stout figures on the side laughed simultaneously.

A-Yan raised his fist again, emotionless, and prepared to strike once more.

"It seems I have no choice but to intervene!" Xia Jin, who was hiding in the shadows, frowned. He had originally intended to wait a little longer, but now that Venerable Miaodi and the other were about to fall into danger, he could no longer delay.

At the very moment A-Yan threw his punch, Xia Jin, who had just stepped out, instantly drew his foot back.

Because his powerful Divine Sense had, at almost the same moment, detected several powerful auras rapidly approaching from different directions!

"Heh..." Xia Jin couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. "As expected, there is more than one school of greedy fish. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"It seems I have to wait a little longer." He looked at Venerable Miaodi and the other with some helplessness, his expression somewhat strange. "I can only let those two suffer a little more. Once all these people appear, I will finish them all off at once!"

However, just before A-Yan's punch landed again, the Grey-robed Swordsman suddenly shouted:

"Stop!!!"

Venerable Miaodi saw the other party give him a wink and instantly understood the Grey-robed Swordsman's intention.

"Amitabha... Everyone, please stop! We... are willing to hand over the tokens!"

As he spoke, he made a move to reach for the token at his waist, and the Grey-robed Swordsman also adopted the same posture with a look of resentment.

"Oh?" Elder Tong raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a trace of surprise appearing on his small face. "You two really don't shed tears until you see the coffin. If you had known this, why suffer?"

He waved his hand, signaling Big Fatty, Second Fatty, and A-Yan to stop for the moment. He then jumped directly down from the giant A-Yan's shoulder and walked step by step toward Venerable Miaodi and the Grey-robed Swordsman.

His gaze fell on the tokens at their waists, the greed in his eyes intensifying.

"Alright, throw the tokens over." Elder Tong stopped at a distance of about three zhang from them and reached out his hand.

Venerable Miaodi and the Grey-robed Swordsman exchanged a glance, appearing somewhat hesitant. Both of them only wanted to delay as much as possible, waiting for Xia Jin to make a move.

Just at this instant.

"Do it!!!"

Four figures simultaneously launched a sneak attack on Elder Tong!

The four of them attacked with ruthless and tricky moves, working in perfect coordination, each striking at Elder Tong's various fatal points!

They all used short weapons, clearly aiming for a one-hit kill!

"Hmm?! There are others!" The smile on Elder Tong's face froze instantly.

A strong sense of impending death made all the hairs on his body stand on end!

But he was, after all, the strongest existence among the four from the Qinglan Continent; even when ambushed, his reaction was extremely fast!

He let out a sharp cry. A bizarre scene unfolded!

A large hand, formed from pitch-black shadows, suddenly reached out from his shadow behind him, grabbed his small body, and pulled him backward at an incredible speed.