Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter 57 A Fierce Fight

Actually, Wu Hongfei and the little monk weren't stupid, but unlike Lin Haoming and Wang Chen, they had enough confidence in their strength and weren't afraid of the enemy's numbers.

Lin Haoming and Wang Chen, however, were helpless. They wanted to run away immediately, but they were worried that Wu Hongfei would turn on them and be ruthless. Having been with him before, they already knew what kind of person he was.

Wu Hongfei was someone you could only obey. If you disobeyed him, he would definitely fight you.

In fact, not only Lin Haoming, but Wang Chen also hoped that Wu Hongfei would be killed, but of course, before that, he had to make sure his side was safe.

The little monk and Wu Hongfei didn't really use their full skills; they were still wary of each other.

After the woman finished packing, her beautiful eyes swept over the crowd, and she said with a smile, "Young monk, both Heavenly Sword Mountain and Vajra Temple are righteous sects. Would you be interested in joining forces with us to eliminate these demonic monsters?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Haoming knew things would turn out this way, but he also believed the young monk wasn't a fool and would know what to choose.

However, to Lin Haoming's surprise, the young monk actually nodded directly and said, "You're right, female benefactor. Slaying demons and eliminating evil is our duty. But may I ask your name, female benefactor?"

"My name is Hu Xiangzhen!"

"So it's Miss Zhenzhen!" the young monk immediately greeted her warmly.

Lin Haoming realized that this young monk was simply a womanizer. He was willing to join forces with Hu Xiangzhen just because she was quite pretty.

This young monk had powerful backers. Even if he wiped them all out, Hu Xiangzhen probably wouldn't dare to really harm him.

Hu Xiangzhen hadn't expected the little monk to be so opportunistic. A slight twitch appeared at the corner of her mouth, but she managed to suppress the urge to eliminate him. She continued gently, "Little Master, you hold off the one with the sword, and we'll deal with the other two. What do you say?"

"Well, I'll handle the other two, and you guys deal with the one with the sword!" the little monk refused outright.

Hu Xiangzhen hadn't expected the little monk to make such a request, but at this moment, she just wanted him to agree. She could tell this little monk was no ordinary person, so she didn't want to put them all together.

"Alright, we'll do as you say, Little Master!"

Hu Xiangzhen agreed and immediately gave her men a signal. Instantly, more than a dozen people surrounded Wu Hongfei.

Seeing this, Wang Chen was also frightened and couldn't help but call out, "Senior Brother Wu, they outnumber us, let's retreat!"

But Wu Hongfei showed no intention of leaving. He then said to Wang Chen, "Wang Chen, don't let them all get away."

Upon hearing this, Lin Haoming thought this guy was incredibly arrogant. "You're alone, facing so many people, and you still want to fight? Your brain must be fried!"

However, Lin Haoming quickly realized that things shouldn't be like this. If Wu Hongfei were truly so reckless, how could he have been so tolerant of Ling Shengjie and Kong Yuanliang regarding Xie Ruolan's matter?

Thinking this through, he seemed to understand something and said to Wang Chen, "Listen to Senior Brother Wu!"

Seeing Lin Haoming's words, Wang Chen seemed to sense something was amiss and nodded.

At this moment, Hu Xiangzhen's beautiful eyes flashed with a ruthless glint as she looked at the group. When her gaze finally settled on the little monk, she suddenly shouted, "Attack!"

With her shout, more than a dozen people rushed towards Wu Hongfei, forming a sword formation. Two others attacked Lin Haoming and Wang Chen respectively. She herself unleashed a red ribbon, which seemed to fly towards Wu Hongfei, but halfway through, it suddenly spun and wrapped itself around the little monk.

Seeing this, the little monk flicked his prayer beads, using them as a whip to strike the red ribbon, complaining, "Zhenzhen, you're too naughty! How dare you attack a monk! When I catch you later, I'll give you a good 'rebirth'!"

"Nonsense!" Hu Xiangzhen scolded, completely ignoring him. With a flick of her wrist, the red ribbon flashed crimson, and several red soft swords emerged from it, stabbing towards the little monk's vital points.

The young monk roared, his bones cracking as he grew over a foot taller and his body became three times larger. Facing the incoming crimson soft sword, he punched it directly.

The soft sword clattered as his fist struck it, and then the young monk grabbed the red ribbon.

Seeing this, Hu Xiangzhen's expression changed, and he exclaimed in shock, "Vajra Subduing Demon Skill!"

"Ah! That monk is only at the Qi Refining stage, how could he possibly cultivate the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill?" Wang Chen exclaimed in alarm while dealing with his opponent.

Lin Haoming, seeing his surprise, was also somewhat worried. While manipulating the mother-and-child swords to fight, he asked, "What? Is this skill very powerful?"

"The legendary strongest body-refining technique of the Vajra Temple, but I heard that it can only be practiced after Foundation Establishment, unless... unless this young monk is born with a Vajra Body!" Wang Chen exclaimed.

Lin Haoming was unaware of the power of the Innate Vajra Body, but here, after the little monk's transformation, he appeared like a demon god.

Everyone witnessed the little monk tear the red silk ribbon, which should have been at least a high-grade magic artifact, to shreds in an instant.

Hu Xiangzhen's expression turned extremely solemn. She then patted her storage bag, and an ancient bronze bell, nearly half a person's height, appeared before her.

She struck the bell, sending it flying. As it flew, the bell rapidly expanded, instantly growing to several meters in size, hovering above the little monk's head, about to fall.

"Good timing!" the little monk exclaimed excitedly, his fists radiating golden light. Upon closer inspection, his hands had turned golden.

But at that moment, a cold smile flashed in Hu Xiangzhen's eyes. She pointed a finger at the bronze bell, and a beam of white light shot out.

When the white light struck the bronze bell, it emitted a deafening clang.

With this loud bang, not only the little monk but everyone else felt a jolt in their consciousness, and many fainted.

Lin Haoming himself swayed, nearly falling. He barely managed to regain his balance, but his head was spinning violently, and he felt nauseous.

At the same time, the bronze bell fell, enveloping the little monk beneath it.

Immediately afterward, Hu Xiangzhen swiftly appeared beside the bell and struck it repeatedly with his palms, causing it to clang again.

By this time, Lin Haoming had recovered. With proper preparation, he wasn't afraid of these mental attacks; although the sounds still made his head throb, the dizziness had subsided.

However, at this moment, he discovered that his and Wang Chen's opponent was still swaying in front of him as if he were drunk, clearly not yet recovered. A sinister smile immediately appeared on Lin Haoming's lips.