Chapter 1242: Killed with One Blow

"Dragon King!"

Seeing this, the people of the Dragon King Palace exclaimed in unison, but due to Ye Bufan's previous command, they did not step forward to help.

Liu Yun in the pavilion was even more nervous. Since she met Ye Bufan, he always had an endless array of methods, and he always managed to turn danger into safety. This was the first time he was injured.

Qianmu Wufu laughed heartily and shouted with hatred, "How dare you provoke our Qianmu Family, Chinese man, your death is finally here!"

Although Guangji and the Eight Great Vajras next to him did not speak, they all breathed a long sigh of relief. The Sect Master's move finally suppressed the opponent, otherwise, it would have been impossible to end today.

At this moment, Ye Bufan barely managed to stabilize his figure. Although he was still standing in mid-air, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his face was extremely pale. It was clear that he had been seriously injured by that palm strike just now.

"Boy, go to hell."

Qianmu Xiaocijiro stepped towards Ye Bufan, each step seeming to land on solid ground, bringing immense pressure.

"Eye of Lihuo!"

Ye Bufan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out an angry roar.

Immediately after, two balls of flame rose from his eyes, then transformed into two streaks of fire, shooting towards the opponent's chest like lightning.

Qianmu Xiaocijiro was slightly stunned: "He really has many tricks, but unfortunately, his cultivation is a bit too low."

He waved his sleeve, and the enormous monk's robe, carrying endless Origin Qi, instantly extinguished the two flames.

"Shadowless Divine Fist!"

Seeing that the Eye of Lihuo could not harm the opponent, Ye Bufan threw several punches in succession.

Bang, bang, bang, a few muffled sounds came, and several invisible Sword Qi hit Qianmu Xiaocijiro's chest. Unfortunately, his protective True Qi was too strong. Although he succeeded, it did not achieve the desired effect.

"Chinese man, strength determines everything. If your cultivation is not enough, all techniques are in vain."

Qianmu Xiaocijiro was secretly alarmed. The opponent's endless Martial Skills were simply impossible to guard against. If he had the same Martial Dao cultivation as himself, the consequences would be unimaginable.

To be so Heaven-Defying at such a young age, this kind of person must not be allowed to live.

Killing Intent surged in his eyes, and he raised his hand, striking a palm down at Ye Bufan's head.

This strike was like Mount Tai pressing down, with astonishing momentum, and he had used all of his strength.

The powerful force sealed off the surrounding space, preventing the opponent from using teleportation to escape again.

A hint of despair flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes; he seemed to have run out of options.

"Dragon King!"

The Four Divine Dragon Guardians and 36 Heavenly罡 Generals of the Dragon King Palace let out an exclamation. They no longer cared about the previous command and were about to rush forward to fight to the death, but it was too late.

Qianmu Wufu waved his single arm, his eyes filled with the joy of revenge.

"He's dead, this Chinese man is finally going to die!"

But at this moment, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Ye Bufan's face.

He had done so much before, and he was waiting for this very moment.

Qianmu Xiaocijiro felt very relaxed. In his opinion, the opponent was already a dead man, with no possibility of escaping.

But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and his huge palm hung in mid-air.

"Divine Soul Blade!"

At the critical moment, Ye Bufan used his ultimate skill.

After consuming the Divine Essence Pill refined from Canyang Old Ancestor's Divine Soul, his Divine Thought surpassed his Physical Body by one Rank, reaching the Void Refining Realm. In a pure contest of Divine Sense, he would not lose to a Void Refining Stage master.

This was also his strongest trump card. The Divine Soul Blade unleashed with such powerful Divine Sense was simply something a Saint Rank Martial Artist could not resist.

At this moment, Qianmu Xiaocijiro's mind was blank; he completely forgot where he was and what he was doing.

At the same time, a golden light shot out from Ye Bufan's mouth; it was precisely the Flying Sword Dragon Tooth.

The golden light was as fast as lightning, piercing through Qianmu Xiaocijiro's glabella in the blink of an eye.

Killed in one blow, Qianmu Xiaocijiro's eyes were filled with confusion and unwillingness. He couldn't understand how he suddenly died when he clearly had victory in his grasp.

However, facts were facts and could not be changed.

At this moment, his life force and the surrounding Origin Qi rapidly disappeared. Then his body quickly fell, smashing heavily onto the hillside, finally turning into a puddle of flesh.

The Sect Master of Shingon sect, the most profoundly cultivated Sword Saint of the Qianmu Family, a Late Stage Martial Saint expert, died just like that.

"Uh…"

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Everyone around was completely dumbfounded, not even reacting to what had just happened.

Qianmu Wufu and the people of Shingon sect, who had been cheering, suddenly became expressionless. They never expected that Qianmu Xiaocijiro, who was like a god in their hearts, would die just like that.

The wheel of fortune turns, some rejoice, some grieve. The people of the Dragon King Palace cheered one by one, and Liu Yun was overjoyed.

At the critical moment, this man still created a miracle and did not disappoint them.

After killing Qianmu Xiaocijiro, Ye Bufan let out a long sigh of relief.

This was the strongest enemy he had faced since gaining his Legacy. If he had directly used the Divine Soul Blade just now, he might have been able to kill the opponent, but there was no experience to refer to, and he wasn't 100% sure.

If such a powerful enemy were to escape, the consequences would be endless.

It was precisely for this reason that he took advantage of the opportunity to feign defeat and mislead the opponent, using the Divine Soul Blade when Qianmu Xiaocijiro's mind was most relaxed, delivering a fatal blow.

His figure flashed, and he arrived inside the pavilion, reaching out to unseal Liu Yun's acupuncture points. He casually waved his hand at the people of the Dragon King Palace: "Don't just stand there, kill the rest of these people."

He was not a Saint or a Holy Mother. Since the other party wanted to kill him, they should be prepared to be killed. The reason he hadn't struck a fatal blow before was because he always felt that the opponent still had a trump card unplayed.

Now that everything was resolved, he naturally wouldn't be polite anymore.

"Yes!"

Xie Changsi, Huang Xiaomei, and others responded and immediately charged towards Qianmu Wufu and the others with Killing Intent.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with Killing Intent. Although they had just escaped danger, they were still startled, so they would not show any mercy when they started fighting.

Seeing that things were not good, Qianmu Wufu jumped up to escape but was knocked down from mid-air by Huang Xiaomei's Shadowless Divine Fist. Immediately after, the Eye of Lihuo and Wind Blade were all unleashed upon him.

"Ah…"

Qianmu Wufu let out a heart-wrenching scream, then followed in Qianmu Xiaocijiro's footsteps, his body even turning to ashes.

The Eight Great Vajras of Shingon sect were not much better off; they were almost all killed by the 36 Heavenly罡 Generals in the blink of an eye. Qianmu Longxing, who was watching the battle nearby, was also killed.

"You…you…" Guangji was both shocked and angry. "This is a Buddhist Holy Land! How dare you commit such heinous acts…"

"Buddhist Holy Land! Bullshit!"

After saving Liu Yun, Ye Bufan's figure flashed, and he appeared before Guangji.

"When the Qianmu Family was murdering and setting fires, why didn't you say this was a Buddhist Holy Land? When you were aiding evil, why didn't you say you were Buddhists?

Just now, when Qianmu Xiaocijiro wanted to kill me, where were you?

How dare you shameless little devils claim to be Buddhists?"

"I…"

Guangji was speechless, and in fact, Ye Bufan no longer gave him a chance to speak. As soon as his voice fell, Dragon Tooth flew out like lightning, directly severing his bald head.

By then, the Sect Master of Shingon sect was dead, the abbot Guangji and the Eight Great Vajras were dead, and all three generations of Sword Saints of the Qianmu Family were annihilated.

From then on, among the Great Dog Country's Five Great Families, only the Watanabe Family remained; the other four Great Families were all removed from the list.