I have made up my mind to kill the Evil Man Temple, but no matter what this unruly old monk can give me, the fate of the Evil Man Temple has been decided tonight. It will definitely be overturned and cease to exist!
I slowly raised my hand, surrounded by Doumen's disciples. Their emotions were raging, and their faces showed high-spirited fighting spirit.
"I hate it, I hate it!"
The old monk Bu Ru looked up to the sky and roared, but it was too late. Many monks from the Evil Temple beside him looked at each other, and many of them had fear in their eyes.
My hand was still in the air, but there was already a commotion in the crowd not far away.
It was the monks from the Evil Temple who ran out and knelt in front of Qing Feng. Under such a powerful offensive, no matter how brave they were, they still had second thoughts.
"You traitors, come back!"
The old monk Buru shouted angrily from behind, but they couldn't bear the fear of death. They knelt down in front of Qingfeng in embarrassment, begging Qingfeng to spare their lives!
But at this moment, I saw the old monk Bu Ru rush behind the monks, took out a short knife from somewhere, and forcibly chopped off the heads of the surrendered monks.
The old monk Buru was very angry and refused to give up after killing one or two. He raised his knife and chopped off the heads of all the monks in the row behind him. His eyes turned red and the blood of the monks splashed all over his face, making him still look...
ferocious!
"Whoever dares to be a traitor will be killed by me!"
The old monk Bu Ru was holding a short sword. Around him, Wu Dayong and the others could no longer hold back their fighting spirit.
In an instant, my hand fell from mid-air, and a fierce cry of killing came. Wu Dayong and Niu Jianguo rushed to the front to meet the monks of the Evil Temple...
A fierce battle, no, to be precise, it should be regarded as an siege. The four to five hundred monks from the evil temple resisted hard, but they could not resist the attack of the large team, especially the two Doumen disciples Wu Dayong and Niu Jianguo.
The killing was red-eyed, and after several rounds of killing, the ground was already covered with blood and corpses.
The air was filled with the strong smell of blood, and a cold wind blew. I stared at the unruly old monk not far away. Among the monks in the Evil Temple, he was the most skilled and the most stubborn.
The old monk Buru repelled several Doumen disciples one after another. Wu Dayong and Niu Jianguo saw this and joined forces to deal with it. However, this old fellow was really good. He did not lose at all in the face of the attacks of Wu Niu and others.
After a few rounds, Qingfeng jumped up and joined the battle group. His strength was not weak. With the assistance of Niu Jianguo and Wu Dayong, the three of them were able to suppress the old monk Bu Ru...
The monks of the Wicked Temple were retreating steadily. Under the impact of Doumen disciples and Qin family elites, they retreated steadily and finally huddled together. On the other side, the old monk Buru was also stabbed in the shoulder by Qingfeng's sword.
Time is dripping with blood.
The unruly old monk vomited blood and retreated into the protective circle of the evil monks. He looked around, his expression extremely ugly.
"Heaven is going to destroy my evil temple!" said the unruly old monk.
"No, I want to kill you stubborn evildoers. You have done many evil things, and today is just retribution!" I said.
The unruly old monk stared at me with evil eyes and said, "I have been a Buddhist for many years. How dare you, a young boy like you, have the right to talk about retribution in front of me?"
I shook my head and sneered silently.
At this moment, the old monk Buru summoned all the evil monks from the temple to his side. I saw clearly that these monks who were still resisting desperately were all party members who had followed the old monk Buru for many years.
I saw the old monk Buru calling these monks together. Suddenly, I saw a sneer on his lips. The next second, there was a burst of frightened screams from the monks of the evil temple, but as soon as the sound rang out, just now
The monks from the Evil Temple who were still surrounding the unruly old monk instantly turned into a pile of blood mist.
A large group of people turned into blood mist right under our noses. Even I didn't see clearly what method the old monk Bu Ru used to kill them in a very short time.
The monks from the evil temple who were fighting desperately for the old monk Buru just a second ago were all dead at this moment. Several monks who were slightly far away saw this and wanted to run away, but the old monk Buru
The monk was faster. He jumped in the air and caught a few fleeing monks. Then he twisted their heads away and threw them directly into the air. Then the remaining headless corpses were all in the old monk Buru.
His men turned into blood mist.
In front of everyone, the old monk Bu Ru showed an intoxicated look on his face. He inhaled the blood mist into his mouth and nose. His originally skinny body grew a layer of black skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the moonlight fell, this layer of black skin appeared.
The skin gives people a chilling feeling...
"What kind of evil kung fu is this? It's so harmful to nature." Zhou Xiaoshe cursed.
I raised my eyebrows, this was my first time seeing this thing.
However, Zhuge Yushu saw the clues, and he said calmly: "There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures that a great monk will either become a Buddha or fall into a demon. He should be the latter."
"What the hell, a fallen demon? Killing all his disciples, what kind of evil is this? I can't stand it anymore, young master."
Zhou Xiaoshe geared up and took two steps forward. He showed a righteous look and wanted to teach the old monk Buru, but before he could get close to him, the old monk suddenly turned around and showed a gloomy look.
Zijiang Zhou Xiaoshe was shocked.
Zhou Xiaoshe secretly wiped the cold sweat and said shamelessly: "A good man won't fight with an old man, Mu Mu, I'll leave this old man to you. Don't say I didn't give you a chance to show off."
Zhou Xiaoshe retreated angrily. Old Man Xiao, who was the master of the thieves behind him, suddenly felt that he had caused his son-in-law to lose face and rolled his eyes in anger...
Before we could take action, Qing Feng took the lead to step forward, but the unruly old monk who had fallen from the devil had a ferocious look on his face. He slapped Qing Feng several meters away with one palm. His strength had invisibly increased several times compared to before.
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Zhou Xiaoshe broke out in a cold sweat when he saw it, and was secretly glad that he had not moved forward impulsively. At this time, Zhuge Yushu wanted to go forward, but I stopped him.
I stared at the unruly old monk who was covered in black skin and exuded a sinister aura, and a sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth. Such a vicious old guy had no regard for the lives of his disciples. So what if he became a demon?
As soon as I slapped the ancient sword, it suddenly made a soft sound. I was recovering from my serious injury, and I could no longer hold back the fighting spirit in my heart!
In the eyes of everyone, I stood up. Wu Dayong and Niu Jianguo wanted to talk to dissuade me, but they were called down by Uncle Zheng on the side.
For a moment, the battlefield seemed extremely empty, and everyone retreated voluntarily, leaving only me and the old monk Buru.
The old monk Buru glanced at me, and I saw that his eyes had turned black and red, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the blood of his disciples was still left at the corner of his mouth...
"You brat, if it weren't for you, why would I be like this? I will cut you into pieces tonight to satisfy the hatred in my heart!" the unruly old monk said in a dark voice.
I raised my head and said with a calm expression on my face: "I have killed zombies and demons before, but this is my first time to kill a demon."