Chapter 425: Beseiging the Temple

Ten sword beams came thrusting down. Each of them measured about three feet long, and were as wide as a thumb. Their quality seemed excellent, evidence that Reverend San Le was at least one realm stronger than Min Hua and Min E, for his skill in refining sword beams was much higher than them. Numerous pinkish smoke arrows kept shooting out from these sword beams. They came with a pungent fragrance, an exotic scent that felt slippery and could make one feeble upon smelling it. A few little monks collapsed to the ground just by having the waves of fragrance caress their faces, though they were standing fairly far away from the scene.