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Chapter 151 Either kill me or I will kill you!

Chapter 151 Either beat me to death, or I’ll beat you to death!

"Devil Emperor, Song Xuan!"

Looking at the figure in green clothes who was walking towards the courtyard, Monk Liaowu blurted out the identity of the person coming.

Just now, I and my senior brother were discussing how to deal with this person, but in the end, this demon came to the mountain gate. Isn't it a coincidence?

"Demon Emperor?"

Song Xuan was stunned, "Is this the new name given to me in the world? Don't tell me, it sounds quite domineering!"

Liao Wu frowned and said, "Your Excellency is not ashamed but proud of it. You are indeed an evil heretic or something like that!"

"Evil heretic?"

Song Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wu's body, and then chuckled, "With six impure roots, how dare you say that I am an evil heretic?!"

As soon as he said this, Liao Wu's expression changed slightly. When he saw the look from the host brother, he immediately hummed: "Song Xuan, you challenge me, why do you want to destroy my mountain gate?"

Song Xuan chuckled and said: "You all want to slay demons and kill me. I'm going to blow up the entire mountain gate. Isn't that too much?"

As he said that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Gou, saying, "I'll just blast you. If you're not convinced, come over here!"

Grass!

He could no longer hold back his bad temper.

This is the first time he has encountered such a mean person. If he doesn’t beat this man named Song today so that his parents don’t recognize him, his name will no longer be called Wu from now on, but will be called Jise!

As for why it is called "Jingse", don't ask, he won't tell you if you ask!

Seeing that his junior brother was about to make a revolt, Zhu Kong suddenly reached out to stop him, then stepped forward and looked at Song Xuan. To be precise, his eyes fell on the chest of the eldest son Song.

"Um?"

Song Xuan's face turned cold. How could this so-called Buddhist holy land be so perverted?

"Donor, you have a sign of great misfortune, and you have been deceived by evil spirits. Can you take out the evil things in your arms? The poor monk can help you get rid of the evil spirits!"

Hearing this, Song Xuan took a deep look at the Master Liao Kong. This monk had some moral integrity.

"Okay, let's take out the He's Bi from your temple collection first!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the monks changed. Even Master Lingkong, who had looked like a senior monk before, now looked solemn.

The Heshi Bi in this world is unusual. It contains a special power that the world cannot understand. It is one of the most precious treasures in the world. How can such a treasure be given away to others?

"President, this demon broke the mountain gate and injured the disciples of my monastery, why bother talking nonsense to them!"

A hot-tempered monk in the Zen monastery couldn't help but take the lead.

This is the Jing Nian Monastery, a holy land of martial arts. You, a demon, came to my Buddhist holy land to run wild. Do you really think that my Buddhist school doesn’t have the means to subjugate demons?

This warrior monk had peak innate strength. He jumped out like a big bird and struck out with his palm like thunder. With the power of the most powerful and powerful Buddhist techniques, he blasted towards Song Xuan head-on.

In this regard, Song Xuan just waved his sleeves and did not perform any special moves. However, the monk groaned and flew back. The sound of bones breaking was heard one after another. By the time he fell to the ground, his human form had long since disappeared.

, turned into a puddle of minced meat.

"Brother Void!"

In the monastery, several monks screamed in surprise, and then several warrior monks rose up angrily, using their cassocks to subdue demons, and blasted towards Song Xuan with the power of a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"Kasaya subdues demons?"

Song Xuan laughed, and rolled up his sleeves again. The violent energy was like a tornado, covering several people, and then the ear-piercing sound of cutting could be heard.

When the storm dissipated, blood rained from the sky, and the few monks who had just tried to take action had long been cut into human shapes!

Host Liao Kong looked extremely ugly, stared at Song Xuan and said angrily: "Your Excellency is also a master-level figure after all, but you really don't have any shame in attacking some juniors?"

"Are you talking about your shame?" Song Xuan said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I have no shame, what can you do to me?"

Ling Kong was speechless. He had seen masters and people with evil tempers, but this was the first time he had encountered someone who admitted that he was shameless so directly.

Song Xuan said coldly: "Okay, if you want to make moral accusations, no one knows this better than me!"

Having been an emperor, he saw several of his wives and even children dying of old age in front of his eyes. Song Xuan had been in the last dungeon world for nearly a hundred years and had experienced everything that should be experienced. Is there anything else that he couldn't bear to see?

Are you using your face and morality to accuse him?

Drink tui!

Go to hell!

"No more nonsense!" Song Xuan pointed to the sky and said: "Today, I will give you two choices, either beat me to death, or be beaten to death by me!"

Liao Kong and the other monks looked at each other, and then said in a deep voice: "Donor, we had no grievances before, so why should the benefactor be so aggressive and threaten us with life and death?"

"Originally, I have no hatred. At most, I just don't want to see you monks with six impure roots. But just now when you plotted to subjugate demons and convert me to Buddhism, this hatred was forged!"

Liao Kong's expression changed, and he asked tentatively: "Is there really no room for turning around?"

"There is room for turning?" Song Xuan smiled and said, "It's not like there isn't any!"

"Let's do this. From today onwards, Jing Nian Chan Monastery will be closed for twenty years. We will no longer care about outside affairs and the grievances between us will be wiped out. How about that?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monks suddenly changed.

Now the world has begun to be in chaos, and the change of dynasties will only happen in the past few years. At this time, let alone the 20-year closure of the mountain, it is impossible for them to agree even if it is to close the mountain for two years!

"It seems that you are not going to accept this suggestion!"

Song Xuan's face turned cold and he said: "I've been given the opportunity, but it's a pity that you didn't use it!"

Lokong clasped his hands together, pronounced the name of the Buddha, and sighed: "I guess the poor monk has figured it out. Isn't the donor here just to destroy my Zen monastery?"

Song Xuan shook his head and said: "To me, it doesn't mean much whether Jing Nian Temple is destroyed or alive. If you are really willing to close the mountain and not come out for twenty years, I might really leave you some incense or something."

.

But now”

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xuan had a thought in his mind, and the Dark Iron Heavy Sword flew out from behind and landed in his hand.

At this moment, his momentum suddenly exploded. As the Taixuan Sword Scripture was running wildly, the power of the Five Elements Sword Element continued to swim in Song Xuan's body, making him like an ancient divine sword thrust into the sky at this moment, unstoppable and invincible.

The momentum directly hit the minds of Kong and others.

"This is martial arts will?" The expressions of several martial arts masters in the temple changed dramatically and they retreated one after another.

Song Xuan's aura was so terrifying that it exploded straight into people's minds, making them instinctively feel fearful.

"It's not martial arts will!" Liao Kong shook his head, "I once met the great master Ning Daoqi, and this Demon Emperor Song Xuan seems to be different from him."

When the host said this, the steps of the monks who were subconsciously retreating suddenly stopped.

Since he is not a great master, what is there to fear? He will be killed even at the risk of his life!

(End of chapter)


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