Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

The pure fist that was emitting glass light was targeting Zhang Shuming, including everything within a thousand feet. With this punch, be it Zhang Shuming, the people and buildings around him, or anything else, they would all be ruthlessly smashed in an instant!

Clearly, when Monk Dufa attacked, he did not consider the question of whether he would hurt the innocent.

“Is this bald donkey crazy?!” Zhang Shuming gritted his teeth.

He was not worried about himself or the people around him.

This was Changfeng Prefecture City, and there was a Heaven Monarch guarding it.

Could a mere Arhat overturn the sky?

However, Monk Dufa’s attitude of not taking human lives seriously made him extremely angry.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the State Overseer’s Office.

Liu Yiyun also looked at the scene in the sky in extreme anger. She gritted her teeth and said, “Is this a monk or a demon? Doesn’t he know how many people he will kill with this

punch?”

“It’s indeed time to get rid of these monks from the Baolin Buddhist Hall.” Cui Heng nodded slightly.

Then, he blew gently at the strand of hair in his palm.

Hu –

This strand of hair was blown into the sky and expanded up in the wind. It transformed into another Cui Heng. Dressed in black, it soared into the sky and flew towards the incomparably huge fist.

“What, what’s going on?!” Liu Yiyun looked at the figure in the sky with her mouth agape, then looked at Cui Heng beside her, shocked. “Ancestral Grandmaster, you…”

“It’s just using a strand of hair to fight him. Don’t make a fuss.” Cui Heng smiled and said, “Now do you know why I said I wanted to bring you to see it?”

This was because it was only a strand of his hair that was going to fight Monk Dufa.

Of course, with Cui Heng’s current cultivation realm, he could not directly turn a strand of hair into his avatar.

He only used the control he had over his body after reaching the Grand Completion Golden Core Realm to fuse this strand of hair with a portion of his Dharmic powers, turning it into a body with Dharmic powers at the Eighth level of Qi Refinement.

It had no consciousness and could not even move on its own.

What really made this body move was actually the Seven Emotions Divine Spirit that Cui Heng had planted three feet above it as the gaze of his will.

It was like controlling a puppet.

It was essentially a special spell.

But even so, it was enough to cause Monk Dufa to feel despair.

After the puppet flew into the sky, it faced the huge fist that was smashing down emotionlessly. It raised its right hand and formed a sword with its fingers, condensing Dharmic powers.

Then, it suddenly slashed into the sky!

Boom!

An earth-shattering bang exploded in the sky.

A thousand-foot-long green sword light erupted from the sword finger of the puppet.

Soaring into the sky!

It was like a huge sword that could split open the heavens and the earth, slashing towards Monk Dufa’s fist.