Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 259 Puxian Zhenren's Mentality Collapses

Here, Master Puxian's eyes suddenly shrank as he saw his beloved disciple Zi Yu fall down in front of him. That scene cut his heart like a sharp blade.

An uncontrollable rage instantly surged in his chest, as if it was going to burn the entire world to ashes.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and a heart-pounding majesty and anger emanated from his body.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

Samantabhadra's voice exploded like thunder over the battlefield, and every word contained endless anger and sorrow.

Taking advantage of the moment of separation from Luoshu, Samantabhadra suddenly rose up, like an arrow shot from a bow, cutting through the sky, and rushed towards Yuan Hong and Mu Zha at lightning speed.

"Take your life!"

The roar of Samantabhadra sounded again, and there was unquestionable determination and coldness in his voice.

In his eyes there were only the two culprits, and he vowed to tear them into pieces to comfort the soul of his beloved disciple in heaven.

When Yuan Hong and Mu Zha saw this, their faces suddenly changed and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

They felt the strong murderous intent and oppression from Samantabhadra, which made them feel a little nervous.

Just as Yuan Hong and Mu Zha were holding the magic treasures, mobilizing all their spiritual power, and preparing for a desperate fight, Master Luo Shu instantly appeared in front of them.

He held the Purple Lightning and Green Frost Sword in his hand and swung it out. Several sharp sword auras cut through the sky and collided with Samantabhadra's attack in mid-air.

"boom--!!!"

A loud bang shook the sky, and two powerful forces collided and stirred in the air, causing violent airflow.

Dust flew, sand and stones splashed, and the entire battlefield seemed to be shaken by this force.

After the deafening roar, the dust gradually dissipated and the tense atmosphere on the battlefield reached its peak.

Puxian Zhenren and Luoshu stood opposite each other, both of them had a gleam in their eyes that should not be underestimated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Puxian, you still want to attack my disciples right under my nose?"

Luo Shu's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Samantabhadra's heart.

There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in his tone, but it only aroused the rage in Puxian Zhenren's heart even more.

Upon hearing this, Puxian Zhenren's face became even gloomier, and the murderous intent in his eyes emanated as if it were real. He snorted coldly, with a hint of chill in his voice:

"Your two disciples killed my disciples. With such a deep hatred, can't I take action to avenge them?"

Having said that, Samantabhadra knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be a match for the person in front of him.

So, at this moment, Samantabhadra was thinking about how to escape and wait for the next day.

Luo Shu heard this, his expression did not change, but he smiled slightly and said in a calm tone:

"The tragic death of your apprentice only proves that you didn't learn your skills well enough."

At this point, Luo Shu paused for a moment, looked deeply at Samantabhadra, and continued:

"Since you love me so much and cannot leave me, I will send you on the journey with me and fulfill your wish by letting you accompany me for a while."

As soon as these words were spoken, a heavy and strange atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

Puxian Zhenren's face turned pale in an instant. He never expected Luo Shu to say such arrogant and provocative words.

But then, a strong sense of anger and unwillingness surged in his chest.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he forced himself not to explode immediately.

"You're going too far!"

Samantabhadra finally couldn't hold back the rage in his heart anymore. He roared angrily, and spiritual energy surged around his body, as if he was ready to launch a shocking attack at any moment.

Faced with the anger and provocation of Samantabhadra, Luoshu seemed to stay out of it.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both anticipation for Samantabhadra's reaction and a bit of teasing and provocation.

"I'm the one who's bullying you. What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied? Go ahead and bite me!"

His words were light-hearted and casual, as if he was joking with an old friend, but every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Samantabhadra's heart.

Upon hearing this, Samantabhadra became even angrier. He could hardly control himself and immediately attacked Luoshu.

But at this moment, Luo Shu changed the subject, his tone revealing unquestionable majesty and confidence:

"I'm not going to play with you anymore. So, I'll give you a chance to strike first. Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to strike."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent.

Puxian Zhenren was stunned. He did not expect Luoshu to be so arrogant and offer such conditions.

But he also knew that since Luo Shu dared to say so, he must have sufficient strength to back it up.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner anger and impulse, and began to carefully examine the situation before him.

Yuan Hong and Mu Zha hid behind Luo Shu, secretly exchanging exclamations and giggles at the scene before them.

"Big Brother, Master is so domineering!"

Mu Zha lowered his voice, his eyes sparkling with admiration, "The Immortal Puxian is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect after all. Now that he is being bullied like this by our Master, he must be so angry that he must die."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong nodded repeatedly, with the same light flashing in his eyes.

"Junior brother, what you said is right. Master is not only powerful, but also has a good tongue that no one can match."

After a pause, he pointed at Samantabhadra's face and continued:

"Didn't you see that Puxian Zhenren's face was pale and red at times, and it was obvious that Master was very angry with him."

"His eyes were filled with anger and resentment, yet he was helpless. This feeling of frustration was probably a hundred times more painful than being defeated directly."

Mu Zha couldn't help laughing when he heard that.

"Master is really amazing. I hope this Puxian Zhenren will really get angry to death. Otherwise, it will be a huge embarrassment."

"After all, I have never heard of any monk being angered to death."

Just like that, the two of them hid behind Luo Shu, watching the battle and whispering to each other.

Little did they know that their voices were heard clearly by their master Luo Shu and the real person Puxian opposite them.

Hearing this, Luo Shu's lips curled up into a smile that even AK couldn't suppress.

As for Samantabhadra on the opposite side, he was already furious because of being suppressed by Luoshu. Now, hearing the teasing of the two juniors, he became even more furious and could hardly control himself.

Samantabhadra's eyes were almost spewing out real flames as he stared at Luoshu and Yuan Hong and Mu Zha behind him.

That look seemed to devour the three of them together, revealing the anger and unwillingness deep in his heart.

"How dare you look down on me like this, you bastard!"

Puxian Zhenren said in his heart, and at the same time, a powerful force surged in his body, ready to explode at any time.

"Today, even if I die, I will let you know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is!"

Samantabhadra finally couldn't help but roar in anger. His voice was like thunder, shaking the entire space.

After saying that, he mobilized his spiritual power and attacked Luo Shu and his two disciples.

Seeing this, Luo Shu turned to Yuan Hong and Mu Zha and said:

"Run away, be careful not to get affected."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong and Mu Zha nodded, then flashed and disappeared hundreds of meters away.

Seeing that his two disciples had moved away from the battlefield, Luo Shu turned his gaze to Samantabhadra who was coming towards him.