Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 139 - 101: The Sinister with 67 Points of Power Attribute! System, add points! (Please subscribe)_1

Chapter 139: Chapter 101: The Sinister with 67 Points of Power Attribute! System, add points! (Please subscribe)_1

Suddenly, they heard that the Witch Immortal would soon descend upon this place.

The faces of the Witch Immortal’s devotees were fraught with hesitation and fear, but their eyes suddenly burst with a frenzied and reverent expression.

Their hearts’ fear was suppressed.

Those eerie eyes, when they looked at Fan Wu again, were once more filled with thick malice!

It was as if the six words "the descent of the great Witch Immortal" restored their mastermind, sweeping away all their negative emotions.

"Hold him off!" shouted the devotee dressed as an arrest officer, taking the lead. His eyes were streaked with fierce blood vessels as he flew towards Fan Wu, yelling, "To give the great one enough time to summon the descent of the Witch Immortal! We must hold off this madman!"

"Not good!"

Monk Zhi Kong at the county yamen gate heard the man’s call.

His expression changed.

He immediately warned Fan Wu, "Daoist Priest Fan, please do not let these heretics get their way! Once they summon the Witch Immortal’s descent, it will be a tremendous disaster!"

"Such a wicked being has so many followers, which shows how utterly terrifying it is! Even if it just descends, it will be unbelievably strong!"

However.

What Monk Zhi Kong couldn’t understand was... Daoist Priest Fan seemed to have no precaution against the impending descent of the Witch Immortal.

On the contrary, he vaguely sensed an emotion of anticipation emanating from Daoist Priest Fan!

Ah?

This thought popped up in his mind.

Even Monk Zhi Kong himself was stunned.

No...

It couldn’t be, could it?

"Amitabha... How could Daoist Priest Fan possibly be anticipating the descent of an evil creature?" Monk Zhi Kong found his guess to be absurd and felt he had seen it wrong.

"Those creatures that descend usually herald endless disaster; how could such a chivalrous character like Daoist Priest Fan look forward to it?"

"Zhi Kong, Zhi Kong, how can you speculate about Daoist Priest Fan like this?"

"Amitabha!"

Monk Zhi Kong quickly cast aside the thoughts in his mind, grasped the Nine Rings Broadsword, and leaped up.

He called out loudly, "Daoist Priest Fan!"

"This little monk will aid you!"

"I shall lay down my life to hold off some of these heretics, while you, Daoist Priest Fan, stop them from summoning the Witch Immortal!"

The nine golden rings on Monk Zhi Kong’s Nine Rings Broadsword chimed crisply.

The entire blade was enveloped in a faint Buddhist light.

With a furious yell, he chopped at a Witch Immortal devotee!

The devotee was startled by the monk who seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

But his response was exceptionally swift.

He flicked a talisman with purple background and red characters, chanting rapidly, "I beseech the great Witch Immortal to lend your power!!"

The talisman emitted a peculiar and eerie aura.

It suddenly ignited into black and purple flames.

When the Nine Rings Broadsword struck the flames, Monk Zhi Kong instantly felt as if his blow had landed on cotton, ineffective.

The power was buffered and dissipated into nothing!

This heretic was no easy opponent!

Monk Zhi Kong realized he had been too presumptuous... He thought that risking his life, he could hold off a dozen or more heretics. Yet, facing just one proved difficult.

For the weaker heretics had already been dealt with by Daoist Priest Fan...

Those left were not weak!

In fact.

They were strong!

"How dare a mere baldy interfere with the great Witch Immortal’s matters like that madman!" The Witch Immortal devotee chosen by Monk Zhi Kong now had several talismans in his hands.

While watching Monk Zhi Kong with a vigilant gaze.

He sneered, "I advise you to obediently offer your head now, otherwise... when the great Witch Immortal descends, not even your Buddha will save you!!"

After hearing these words, Monk Zhi Kong’s eyes flashed fiercely, "You heretic! Do not dare to slander the Buddha!"

This was the first time he showed Evil Qi! 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Monk Zhi Kong, wielding the Nine Rings Broadsword, swung at the Witch Immortal devotee, as the blade’s edge tore through the air with a whooshing sound.

The clear clinking of the nine golden rings.

It was like the death knell of a Buddhist chant.

Fan Wu glanced calmly at Monk Zhi Kong, who was engaged in combat with a Witch Immortal devotee... As for the earlier words of warning from Monk Zhi Kong, Fan Wu simply let them go in one ear and out the other.

Stop?

Why stop?

Although the number of Witch Immortal devotees inside the county yamen was plenty, and solving all of them would burst out a not insignificant total of Free Attribute Points...

It did not hinder Fan Wu’s desire to reap an even larger amount of Free Attribute Points!

Seeing that this Little Monk wouldn’t be in mortal danger anytime soon.

Fan Wu no longer paid him any attention.

And as one Witch Immortal devotee after another charged at him again.

Fan Wu twirled his wrist.

The Demon-slaying Sword in his hand danced into a beautiful sword flower.

With a slash, he beheaded two Witch Immortal devotees instantly, their massive heads rolling on the ground, their bodies falling as if drained of strength, blood spurting from their neck stumps, convulsing.

The next moment, Fan Wu kicked out unceremoniously at a devotee rushing towards him, sending him flying away.

The heavy body, like a burst sack, flew backward and slammed into a rockery.

He was killed on the spot!

The group of Witch Immortal devotees, who had been bullying Shuize County for over two years, were as easy to crush as ants in Fan Wu’s hands.

Even those devotees with a [Power] attribute reaching 10, or even surpassing 10 [Life] attribute.