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Chapter 783: Sword Roar Lingyun Temple! (7)
What a Buddhist practitioner, what a Purple Jade Master, in her eyes, he is just a monk.
How is it possible to kill a monk so that her pain of losing innocence can be eliminated?!
His death was not even worthy of her raising an eyebrow.
She said that tomorrow Lingyun Temple will become history, but today Lingyun Temple will inevitably be destroyed.
Xiao Yao dropped his hand, and more than a thousand arrows came out of the string.
It's not about shooting people, it's about shooting Buddha.
The arrow whizzed through the air, passed through the window screen on the Buddhist hall, and nailed into the incense table, Buddha statue, futon... Once it hit something, it immediately produced fire.
In early summer, the weather is dry and hot. This time at noon is the driest time when fire is most intense, making it the most convenient for burning.
Suddenly, countless Buddhist halls caught fire, countless Buddha statues were wrapped in flames, and thick smoke rose from everywhere, covering the entire Lingyun Temple like a dark cloud.
"Quickly put out the fire!"
An old monk screamed in surprise, turned around and ran to the nearest Buddhist temple.
After only two steps forward, he hit something and fell back, with blood spilling from his nostrils. Immediately afterwards, several monks who were about to put out the fire were also bounced back. Only then did people notice.
Around the square surrounding the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, a purple wall of light had already been formed unconsciously.
Xiao Yao's expression was calm, "Although I have always hated monks like you who love to preach, sometimes preaching is not without its disadvantages!"
Just when Master Wuhou and Zhuowu were talking to her one after another, she had already set up a formation around the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.
The entire Lingyun Temple was ablaze with fire.
The monks watched their temple being reduced to ashes little by little, but they were unable to rush into the formation set up by Xiao Yao. They could only watch the giant Buddha being swallowed by the fire and cry bitterly, or turn to Xiao Yao and curse.
Although the disciples of the other sects were not as sad as the monks, they were still sighing secretly and lamenting their next fate.
"I'm going to kill you!"
A warrior monk flew up.
"Xiao Yao, I will die with you!"
A monk threw the beads from his neck.
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One, another, and another
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"Master Wuwei, have you seen it?" Xiao Yao raised his left hand lightly, and the Buddha beads, Buddha dust, sticks, sticks, swords, and people flying towards her were all separated by two feet away from her without exception.
, "Look at the expressions in their eyes, can you still pronounce the four words "Buddha's mercy"? I just burned a few wooden statues, and they were gnashing their teeth one by one and wanted to kill me. They wanted to tear me apart.
Broken into pieces, is this what you call compassion?!"
"They are just mortals, so they can't escape their anger!" Master Wuwei took a step forward and looked at the disciples who were caught in the air by Xiao Yao's thoughts, his eyes full of compassion, "Xiao Yao, let me ask you, what exactly are you going to do?
, are you willing to stop?!"
"Unless Wuxie comes back!"
Xiao Yao suddenly flicked his fingers away.
As soon as the thought comes, purple light comes out.
Everything two feet away was instantly bounced away.
Countless monks spit out blood in the air, countless weapons were shattered into pieces, and countless people died instantly.
"Master Wuwei, what can you say to this witch? I don't believe it if we come together. How can we not kill her?" Master Qiuyang clenched the sword in his hand, "To her, we don't need to talk about the rules of the world. Let's go together.
superior!"
One person stands up, and several people join together.
Countless figures flew up from the ground, the tips of swords, arrows, fingertips, palms and pens... all pointed at Xiao Yao.