The sound of the wooden fish hitting suddenly stopped.
The giant Buddha's eyebrows and eyes drooped!
The monks closed their eyes lightly!
Liao Laitou panicked for the first time.
Behind the three elderly monks hiding at the end, "Abbot! You have to save me, Abbot! I am your nephew! You can't watch me die so much!"
Then the three figures remained motionless and seemed to have entered into meditation.
Wang Han rushed through the monks and rushed towards Liao Laitou.
Liao Lai's face gradually became ferocious. Thinking that 80% of them were going to die here today, it would be better to let others live before they die.
A tummy bulge.
Liao Lai's head inhale!
Pouted!
A stream of black venom splattered out of his mouth and wanted to spray some cushion on those disciples.
Unexpectedly, a qi barrier suddenly spread from behind the three old monks, blocking the venom behind.
Wang Han has arrived!
Liao Laitou's expression changed drastically!
"Young Master Ninth! We can negotiate! I know a lot of secrets! As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you!"
Wang Han had already had a murderous intent at this time!
The Qi bottle in his hand tucked towards the bottom!
In the middle of Liao Lai's head and eyebrows.
The dragon-wrapped technique is running wildly!
Although Liao Laitou used the turtle breathing technique to pretend to be dead and escaped.
But after all, Wang Han was beaten to death by a bottle of Qi, and he was still injured.
Wang Han let out a low growl from his throat!
Five fingers turn!
The Qi Bottle directly sucked out the remaining Qi body in Liao Laitou's body!
Liao Lai's head staggered!
On the way backwards!
Wang Han’s powerful Vajra legs in one move!
The moment Liao Lai was between his head and legs!
Liao Laitou wailed and became a boy named Bakuma!
"This kick! I'll give you the girl you ruined by the mountain!"
Wang Han turned around and kicked again!
Liao Laitou's body was kicked and flew upwards!
Half of the ribs were broken!
Eyeballs burst!
A mouthful of blood choked out of his mouth!
"This kick! I gave you to the brother you killed at the foot of the mountain!"
Before Liao Lai's body could land, Wang Han kicked again!
With a click!
In addition, half of the ribs were all broken!
"This kick! I'm giving you to that kind old mother!"
Liao Lai's head and feet just landed but still hadn't stood firm.
Wang Han fell on Liao Lai's head and chest with a palm!
It can be seen that Liao Lai's spine on the back of his head is coming out!
A clear palm print appeared on the back!
Liao Lai opened his head and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs!
"This palm! I'm giving you to those innocent people who have been murdered by you!"
Liao Lai's body staggered!
The moment you are about to fall!
The Qi bottle in Wang Han's hand was facing Liao Lai's head, and the Qi body spewed out!
A blood hole the size of a fist appeared on Liao Lai's neck!
"This move! I'm giving you it to my elder sister and her child who had miscarriage in her stomach!"
Liao Lai's head and chin were stained with blood, and the spirit in his eyes gradually disappeared.
In order to prevent Liao Laitou from using the Turtle Breath technique again, Wang Han used a power-absorbing kick, and Liao Laitou's neck was broken and the back of his head was pressed against his back!
Completely confident and die!
Wang Han stood next to the corpse.
The anger in my eyes is hard to fade!
This kind of scum will die if you die!
But those innocent people will never survive!
He pulled the body up and Wang Han walked outside.
When I walked to the middle of the monks sitting cross-legged in the square.
An old voice suddenly came from behind Wang Han.
"Donor! You can leave! But you have to keep his body!"
Wang Han turned his head and saw the abbot open his eyes.
"Master! I'm afraid I can't do it as you wish! I have to watch him turn into ashes with my own eyes!" Wang Han was clear about his attitude.
The abbot stared at Wang Han calmly, "Donor, he is dead! Why do you have to do this to a corpse? He has already apologized for death! Don't kill too much, you should be compassionate!"
Wang Han pointed to the direction at the foot of the mountain, "Compassionate? Master is full of compassion! Why not walk out of this acre of three-point land to see how many innocent innocent people have been killed! I didn't see him for his death! I only saw
Before he died, he wanted to resist to death and pull a few people back!"
"Donor, the deceased has passed away! That is their cause and effect! Why do you do this?"
Wang Han laughed furiously, "Karma and effect? Since the master has said that it has retribution! I will crush Liao Lai's head and bones and raise them ashes, that is also his retribution, right?"
The abbot looked at Wang Han calmly.
"You are sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed, and you have a lot of murder. Donor, your six senses are not pure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of monks in the square stood up one after another, folded their hands together, and surrounded Wang Han at the center.
The atmosphere instantly solidified, and thousands of monks came out of great pressure and pressed towards Wang Han.
Wang Han sneered.
"Master! Your mind is not calm!"
The abbot slowly stood up, "Donor, take a step back and say that he is also a disciple of Wanfo Temple. People ask you to kill them, but you have to keep the body!"
"What if I don't!"
"The donor can try to take half a step from this Wanfo Temple!" The abbot's eyes turned cold, the robe was windless, the wide robe sleeves were swollen, and the qi was lingering all over his body.
Wang Han held Liao Laitou's body and experienced the death of Liao Laitou before. The more these monks were like this, Wang Han felt that there was a ghost among them!
You must raise Liao Lai's head before you can stop!
The two looked at each other!
Wang Han suddenly raised his hand and slapped his eyebrows!
The abbot was stunned for a moment.
When Wang Han's palm fell between his eyebrows, the abbot grabbed Wang Han from the air!
A Qi-body hand formed out of thin air!
Grasp Wang Han's wrist!
The abbot sneered coldly, "It's worthy of being the little scoundrel taught by that old scoundrel! Such a method is really easy to use!"
Wang Han could see from the fact that these monks didn’t help Liao Laitou just now that they would still be afraid of the ten masters!
If the king died here, the ten men would definitely promote the monks from Wanfo Temple!
The abbot still dared not take this risk!
Even if Wang Han commits suicide here, that old scoundrel will not care about you! If my beloved disciple is in your Wanfo Temple, you will have to be buried with me!
The abbot's beard trembled slightly, and the abbot sitting beside him spoke, "Donor, I understand your mood. You can crush him to ashes, but he is a disciple of our Wanfo Temple after all, and he is a sin in this life.
Shenchen, now he has been retribution. I want to save him and persuade him to do good deeds in the next life. How about this?"
Wang Han held Liao Laitou's body. The more these monks were like this, the more Wang Han felt something was wrong.
"If the master insists on relieving him, it is not impossible. In this way, when you cremate it, you will be by your side to relief, how about this?"
The abbot pointed at Wang Han and was about to speak, but was stopped by the abbot. The abbot nodded and said, "Yes!"
Wang Han held Liao Laitou's body and turned around, but the bald donkeys still refused to let their seats.
The abbot said, "Give up the way!"
After the words came to an end, the monks turned around and made a way out.
Wang Han carried Liao Laitou's body down the mountain.
The abbot said indignantly, "Abbot, this child is determined to cremate Liao Laitou. That thing is still on Liao Laitou. If it is burned by this child, wouldn't it be..."
The abbot waved his hand, "Huineng! You are attached to the face!"
The abbot clasped his hands together, "Disciple knows his mistake! But..."
"I will decide! Follow up!"
Wang Han saw the abbot and the abbot coming from afar.
He glanced at Liao Laitou's corpse in his hand. The other party was so anxious to want Liao Laitou's corpse must have other plans.
There are two possibilities that Wang Han could think of. One is that he still wanted to resurrect Liao Laitou, but in this situation, even if Daluo Jinxian came, he had to shake his head.
That is another possibility. There must be something on Liao Laitou that these monks want.
Arong found the place where the body was cremated, and Wang Han also asked Arong to do the burial of Qiangzi's family.
When Wang Han put down Liao Laitou's corpse, he had already passed by Liao Laitou's corpse.
When Wang Han touched Liao Lai's hand and found that Liao Lai's belly felt very strange and wrinkled. He pulled it casually and found that he could pull it off.
After a glance, I found that it was a wrinkled leather with golden words on it, so I kneaded it into a lump and hid it in my sleeve.
Just as the fire was about to be cremated, the abbot came over, "Donor, can we take a look at you and cremated again!"
Wang Han nodded, "Master, please give me a gift!"
The abbot and the abbot squatted down and pretended to recite scriptures for Liao Laitou to salvation, but in fact they groped on Liao Laitou with one hand.
Moreover, the abbot's hand immediately touched Liao Lai's belly.
Wang Han was cage in his sleeves, and he didn't know what this thing was that the two old bald donkeys could pick it up in person.
After the two old bald donkeys looked right, they frowned at the same time and stood up.
The body was quickly cremated.
A group of monks went to save the innocent people who died in the village again.
Wang Han looked at Liao Laitou who was gradually burning on the fire.
When the old bald donkey left, Wang Han took out the thing he had just made.
After expanding, I found that it was written in Tibetan.
Arong added a handful of firewood to the fire. After seeing what Wang Han was holding, he was stunned for a moment, "Golden Juice Sutra?"