C102 Unbelievable

When the two of them met face to face, there was a muffled sound and a crisp sound that sounded like beans being fried, followed by Lei Benlei's miserable cry.

The two figures separated as soon as they met. The abbot floated back to Zhang Jingxuan's side.

Looking at Lei Benlei again, not a single one of his fingers was intact. All of them were broken. The index and middle fingers of his left and right hands were sent flying far away.

This wasn't all. Lei Benlei's arms were hanging limply. It seemed like the bones of his entire arm had been shattered by Abbot's strike.

Abbot's hands were like iron. Not even the skin was injured. If Zhang Jingxuan had the strength, he would want to grab it and see if it was a fake hand.

With just one move, Lei Benlei, who had been controlling everything not long ago, was beaten until he no longer had the ability to fight.

However, don't forget that there was also his brother, Lei Zhenlei, on the other side.

Unfortunately, Lei Zhenlei's situation wasn't any better than his brother's.

Just as he was about to attack with his poisonous blade, his opponent's twelve prayer beads flew out of his hand.

Lei Zhenlei had just cut off one prayer bead, so he didn't find it strenuous.

But at that time, there was only one, and that prayer bead had passed through the door and hit him. Lei Zhenlei didn't dare to be careless about the twelve prayer beads that were shot at him at such a close distance.

He could only hear the sound of the prayer beads whistling over, carrying the faint sound of wind and thunder. The amount of power contained within them could be seen. Lei Zhenlei made up his mind to not take them head-on.

But how could Abbot be willing to do what he wanted?

This wave of hidden weapons was launched with a very ingenious method. The twelve prayer beads did not hit him at the same time. Instead, there were first and second, some in a straight line, and some in an arc. They interweaved into a large net. Lei Zhenlei helplessly discovered that no matter which direction he ran in, he would not be able to escape. There will be more than two prayer beads blocking the way, and after dodging, it might turn into a situation of being attacked from both sides.

Seeing this situation, Lei Zhenlei made a prompt decision. He waved the knife in his hand like a large ball of light, and held himself in the middle.

Lei Zhenlei thought in his heart. Although the saber in his hand was a poisonous saber, it was still a treasured saber that could cut through iron like mud. The opponent's prayer beads were made of wood after all, so how could they resist his treasured saber?

In fact, he only thought half of it.

Therefore, he had also lost, and it was a very miserable defeat.

It was true that the prayer beads were made of wood, but the power contained within them was so great.

Lei Zhenlei waved the treasured saber into a light curtain, and it was difficult to pour water into it. The twelve prayer beads hit the light curtain one after another.

When the first five prayer beads hit the light curtain, Lei Zhenlei only felt a tremor in his hand. The power of the attack far exceeded his imagination.

The wooden prayer beads were sliced and shattered when they hit the treasured saber. However, the huge force of the collision made the saber wail incessantly. Lei Zhenlei's palm felt numb, and he managed to block the wave of attack.

Without giving him the chance to catch his breath, another four beads hit him. The light screen that Lei Zhenlei waved was no longer as seamless as it had been at the beginning. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to hold the handle of the sword, knocking away the sixth prayer bead. He split open the seventh prayer bead and blocked the eighth prayer bead. His entire arm was numb, and he could not lift it up. When the ninth prayer bead flew over, he could only use a saber to lift it. He did not expect that the blade of the knife in his hand had already been twisted by the impact of the wooden prayer bead, and his palm was already numb and undetectable. With this swing, the knife did not cut into the prayer bead. Instead, it brushed past the edge of the prayer bead diagonally.

With just this one touch, the power contained in the prayer bead made Lei Zhenlei unable to control the blade in his hand anymore.

With a clank, the treasured saber fell to the ground. The ninth prayer bead's remaining strength had not disappeared. It flew over diagonally and opened a blood groove on Lei Zhenlei's forehead, removing his headscarf.

Lei Zhenlei's white hair fell down, covering his eyes. His white hair was dyed red, and he was in a sorry state.

Seeing the remaining three prayer beads whistling over, he wanted to dodge again. It was not that fast anymore. The three prayer beads were inverted in a triangle shape and went straight to his chest and abdomen. Helpless, Lei Zhenlei could only grit his teeth and close his mouth. He grabbed the two prayer beads with his left and right hands respectively. The remaining prayer bead only had enough time to twist its waist forcefully and dodge to the side with all its might. A dead horse treated him like a doctor, dodging every minute counted.

The three prayer beads struck like lightning. Lei Zhenlei saw the incoming force and grabbed it with both hands. He had indeed caught it, but even at his peak, it was difficult for him to deal with it with his bare hands. Now that he had run out of fuel, he could only throw away his car to protect his commander.

"Crack! Crack!" The bones of Lei Zhenlei's palms and wrists had been shattered by the impact. He gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. The last prayer bead was supposed to hit the upper part of his abdomen. At the last moment, Lei Benlei twisted his waist and the prayer bead hit the right side of his waist. A huge bloody hole was blasted out, and finally, it was embedded in his body and did not come out.

This was supposed to be a merciful weapon of Buddha Sect, but today, it was the day of slaughter.

In just a single strike, Lei Benlei's arms and arms had been crippled. Similarly, Lei Zhenlei's arms had been fractured, and his abdomen had been severely injured.

Both of them had completely lost their combat strength. Everyone was shocked by Abbot's combat strength. He was simply unbelievably powerful. Even Lee Yuming and Sun Shanglou, who had the highest martial arts, widened their eyes in shock.

Lei Benlei was seriously injured. He had been crying out loud from the beginning, but after a while, he started rolling on the ground. He did not have any image of himself at all.

Lei Zhenlei saw what happened and shouted, "Hantian, get the antidote for your father!"

It turned out that the steel cover on Lei Benlei's fingertips was connected to Lei Benlei's palm and fingers, which were badly mutilated by Abbot's punch. The poison inside quickly acted up. If it wasn't for the fact that Lei Benlei was often associated with poisonous creatures, his body would have had a certain amount of antibodies. He would have died a long time ago.

Even so, the poison was too powerful. Lei Benlei was unable to withstand the unspeakable torture and torture. He could only toss and turn on the ground like a mad devil.

Everyone shivered when they saw this. This poison should have been used by Lei Benlei on other people. This time, he had suffered a backlash from Abbot's attack. Finally, he had tasted the taste of this poison.

Lei Zhenlei couldn't use his hands anymore. He could only ask Lei Hantian to deal with it. However, Lei Hantian was at a loss. He waited until Lei Zhenlei took out all the antidotes. After getting Lei Zhenlei's guidance to find a suitable one, Lei Benlei, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stopped moving.

Lei Hantian went over to take a breath and found that his father's life had been taken away by the poison on his fingertip. When he died, his face was twisted, and his eyes were like pigeon eggs. His eyes bulged out, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. His death was a horrible sight to behold.

He did not know if he had thought that he would leave this world in such a way when he was alive.

Lei Hantian held the antidote in his hand, but it was useless. He looked at his father, who was lying on the ground, and his uncle, who was seriously injured, and sighed. His eyes had already turned red.