After asking Wang Yang and the masters from the Spilled Blood Society to get up, Jiang Xiaofan looked at Master Chuanjia.
"How about it, demon monk, do you have anything else to say?"
"snort!"
Abbot Chuan Jia snorted coldly and said through gritted teeth, "What, is it a big deal if there are so many people? If you have the ability, just let them leave?"
"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard!"
Hearing these shameless words, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Chen Yashu and others also couldn't stop laughing.
But what is surprising is that Abbot Chuanjia, who said this in person, did not change his expression at this moment, as if there was nothing wrong with what he just said.
"Old man, I, Wang Yang, have seen shameless people before, but never such a shameless one!"
Wang Yang looked at Abbot Chuanjia in amazement and said regretfully, "But you may not know that our boss never likes to fight with others, let alone fight with a small number against a large number. What he likes most is to bully with a large number.
few!"
After saying that, Wang Yang looked at Jiang Xiaofan, who smiled and nodded. Wang Yang, this kid, understands him quite well.
Abbot Chuan Jia saw that he could not deceive people like Wang Yang, and his face became a little more ugly. He continued: "Your numbers are almost the same as ours. If there is a real fight, you may not get the advantage!"
"nonono!"
Wang Yang raised his index finger and shook it, saying, "There are really many more of us than you!"
Just when Abbot Chuan Jia looked unbelieving, neat and powerful footsteps suddenly sounded outside. These sonorous footsteps even caused the ground to shake slightly.
"what happened?"
Abbot Chuan Jia's expression changed and he hurried outside. The scene in front of him completely shocked him.
It was dark outside, and they were all people wearing black clothes. These people stood upright, and their aura was as sharp as a sword, and they were unstoppable!
Even though Abbot Chuan Jia had seen the world, he was still frightened by this scene!
Especially when the thousands of people knelt on one knee and roared in unison, Abbot Chuanjia even took two steps back in fright.
"Hey, demon monk, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as Chuan Jia took two steps back, a big hand grabbed his back.
When he heard the voice behind him, Chuan Jia felt a shock all over his body, and then jumped to the side as if he was electrocuted, for fear that Jiang Xiaofan would hurt him.
"hehe!"
In response, Jiang Xiaofan did not stop him, but sneered twice.
He walked up to the members of the Spilled Blood Society, with Wang Yang and others following closely behind him.
"Brothers, I have a favor today. Let me help you. This temple has been completely polluted by demons. What we have to do is to eradicate this temple dedicated to demons!"
Jiang Xiaofan's words shocked Wang Yang. But he quickly reacted and quickly raised his hands and shouted.
"Eradicate the temples and suppress the demons!"
With Wang Yang taking the lead, all the members of the Society of Spilled Blood excitedly raised their right hands and started shouting.
"Eradicate the temples and suppress the demons!"
Suddenly, these thousands of voices merged together, and their momentum was extremely astonishing. It could be said that it went straight to the sky.
Not only the people inside Xuanri Temple were frightened, but even the pilgrims outside Xuanri Temple were frightened by the sudden sound.
This fear caused these pilgrims to rush directly into the Xuanri Temple. They all wanted to see what happened inside.
"Nonsense! Nonsense! You people are simply making nonsense!"
Master Chuan Jia covered his chest with one hand and pointed at Jiang Xiaofan with the other hand. His fat face was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.
He never dreamed that someone would be so bold and dare to threaten to demolish the temple in Xuanri Temple.
But there were thousands of people on the other side, and there seemed to be the sound of excavators outside Xuanri Temple!
"Vajra Arhat, hurry up and take down that man!"
Abbot Chuan Jia looked hard, he was not stupid, he knew that to capture the thief first, capture the king.
There are thousands of people on Jiang Xiaofan's side, and even a drop of spit from one person can drown him.
Therefore, he directly asked King Kong Arhat to attack Jiang Xiaofan. As long as Jiang Xiaofan is captured, these thousands of people will have to be captured obediently!
"Haha, capture the thief first and capture the king first? Let's talk about it later if you have the ability!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, then snapped his fingers, and Wang Yang led the dozens of senior officials of the Spilled Blood Society and rushed towards Vajra Arhat.
Most of the top leaders of the Spilling Blood Society were strong men from the former Qingmen. After Yanhai Qingmen was destroyed, some of them saw the potential of the Spilling Blood Society, so they immediately changed their stance. Others were former members of the Yanhai Society.
The idle warriors in the city were also recruited by Wang Yang.
In short, among these dozens of people, even the weakest ones are at the late Huang level, some are stronger, and even the Xuan level is advanced.
If they work together, they will have no problem dealing with those vajra arhats.
"Why, do you have any backup plans?"
Jiang Xiaofan walked towards Abbot Chuanjia step by step, causing Abbot Chuanjia's expression to change instantly and he kept backing away.
He was a little speechless. He originally asked Vajra Arhat to capture Jiang Xiaofan as a hostage. Unexpectedly, all the Vajra Arhats, Wang Yang and others, were pushed to the ground and beaten.
And he himself will soon suffer from Jiang Xiaofan's murderous hands!
"No! You can't be so presumptuous. This is the center of Buddhism. If you do this..."
"I bother!"
Before Chuan Jia finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Xiaofan.
He looked at Chuan Jia with disdain and cursed: "You don't want the demon monk of Bilian. You know that this is an important place of Buddhism, but you still enshrine the things of evil heretics here. In that painting, there is an evil swordsman from the Japanese country."
, there are Western devil boxers, and those lying on the ground are all our Chinese people! How dare you hide this kind of evil portrait under the golden body of Buddha and let the Chinese people worship it every day? You
Is it worthy of Buddha and the people of China?!"
"Bang!"
When Jiang Xiaofan finished speaking the last word, he directly raised his foot and kicked Chuan Jia in the stomach.
If he hadn't been a strong person at the earth level and had strong perception ability. And he had been in contact with evil warriors, so he would be familiar with that kind of evil aura.
Presumably, that evil portrait will be hidden under the golden body of Buddha for a longer time!
When he thought of this, the anger in Jiang Xiaofan's heart suddenly became more intense.
Even if these guys who put the portraits under the golden bodies have never experienced being tortured by demons, the paintings on the portraits are clear!
One-year-old children were picked up with swords by evil Japanese swordsmen and put in the fire to roast, and countless women were pushed to the ground by Western devil boxers and ravaged.
The Chinese people in that portrait are just like pigs and dogs, allowing themselves to be slaughtered and bullied by demons...
Abbot Chuan Jia had already been frightened to the ground. When he saw Jiang Xiaofan's murderous aura getting stronger and stronger, he immediately stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Xiaofan tremblingly and cursed: "You, don't come here! If you come here again, I will kill you."
I have to ask my Lord Protector Ming to come over and help!”