Chapter 422: Monk
Not only was Mo Qianli unacceptable, but everyone at the scene was also shocked.
Before the start of this battle, everyone thought that Mo Qianli had taken a big advantage, and felt that Su Yang's battle was dead.
Who would have thought that this battle would turn out to be such a result.
Mo Qianli, who has been famous for a long time, was defeated by Su Yang so easily, this is a result that no one can imagine!
Su Yang smiled coldly: "I said it all, if I don't play so many games, how can you get on stage, and how can you take the bait?"
"However, you have fought so many battles, how can you still have so much remaining strength!" Mo Qianli said urgently.
"Fight with me, how can you use common sense to speculate!" Su Yang said slowly: "It's like you shouldn't have imagined that you would meet me here, right?"
Mo Qian's expression was gloomy, he really didn't expect to meet Su Yang here. In his opinion, the talisman of the Divine Venerable was shot, and Su Yang was already a dead man.
As a result, Su Yang not only did not die, but his strength also improved a lot.
When Mo Qianli and Su Yang fought before, they could even gain the upper hand.
But now, Mo Qianli couldn't figure out Su Yang's strength. He fought against Su Yang, and this was already completely hopeless!
"Mo Qianli, your plan has failed. Su Yang stood beside Mo Qianli and said coldly: "I respect you for not easy cultivation, and you can die with dignity." However, you have to tell the story of the Three-Faced Divine Monarch!"
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Mo Qianli said in a deep voice: "The surname Su, I lost in your hands, because my skills are not as good as others, I admit it." If you want to kill or chop, listen to you, don't talk this nonsense to me. I don't want to live this life, it's worth it, I won't be scared by your words!"
"The ghost knife is really a ghost knife, it is indeed a man!" Su Yang nodded slowly, and said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I will not talk nonsense anymore." Mo Qianli, suffer death!"
With a cold drink, Su Yang slapped it with a palm.
Seeing that he was about to slap on the door of Mo Qianli's head, suddenly, a Buddha horn came from afar: "Amitabha!"
With this Buddha horn, Su Yang was suddenly surprised to find that he couldn't slap this palm. Invisibly, it was as if someone was dragging his hand, so that he couldn't press down at all.
Su Yang's brows furrowed suddenly, he knew that there was a master coming. With his strength, he can drag his hand in the air, and the strength of the person who came has definitely surpassed the realm of the Venerable, and it is estimated that it is the land god realm!
Everyone looked in the direction from which the Buddha name came, and saw a monk wearing a yellow robe, walking over step by step.
The monk looked kind and kind, with a smile on his face, like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.
Walk slowly, with one hand on your chest and the other holding a rosary. When you take a step, you have to buckle a rosary and recite a Buddha phrase lightly. Between his demeanor, he is like a monk who has attained the Tao, and people can't help but admire him.
Su Yang frowned, the monk looked kind, but Su Yang could feel the evil aura on his body. This is a kind of evil qi that only comes after killing too many people, and Xiao Hei has this kind of evil qi on his body. It's just that Xiao Hei was born, and the monk was cultivated later!
The monk walked to the ring, folded his hands, and said loudly: "Be forgiving and forgiving." Donor, the sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"
Su Yang's face was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Monk, are you here to stop me, or are you here to save him?"
Everyone was amazed, did this make any difference?
In fact, everyone didn't know that Su Yang's words had a deep meaning. If the monk said that he was here to stop him, it means that the monk has nothing to do with Mo Qianli. If it is said that he came to save him, it means that the monk and Mo Qianli are in the same group.
The monk glanced at Su Yang and said, "Donor, I'm just here to stop you from killing innocents indiscriminately!"
"In this way, do you also think that this person is not worth saving?" Su Yang said coldly: "Since it is not worth saving, then why do you want to stop me, it is better to let me do it for Tianxingdao!"
The monk smiled lightly: "Donor, I just don't want you to kill innocents indiscriminately, why do you have to argue with me like this." You must know that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and killing indiscriminately will forever fall into hell!"
Su Yang said coldly: "Do you believe what you say?"
"Good, good!" the monk said: "This is the Dharma, and the poor monks naturally believe it!"
Su Yang asked, "Then with those people you killed, how many hells will you fall into?"
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings couldn't help but roar. Everyone couldn't understand how Su Yang could talk to a high-ranking monk like this, this was simply blasphemy against the gods and Buddhas!
"Poor monks never kill people!" said the monk.
Su Yang said coldly: "Monks don't speak, monk, do you really think that no one knows what you have done?"
The monk raised his head and looked at Su Yang, and said softly: "Donor, the poor monk is just here to persuade you not to kill people, why do you slander the poor monk." The poor monk is just an admonition, if you believe it, you have a relationship with my Buddha. If you don't believe, you have a cycle of cause and effect. The poor monk has arrived, and the donor has asked for peace of mind!"
With that, the monk slowly retreated, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Su Yang's brows furrowed tightly, because, at this moment, he felt an invisible force trapping him in place.
At the same time, Mo Qianli on the ground also felt a powerful force entering his body, and all his previous depression was swept away, and he jumped up directly from the ground.
Mo Qianli didn't know what was wrong with him, but his intuition told him that this matter must be related to his monk.
"Thank you, master!" Mo Qianli bowed to the monk, turned his eyes to look at Su Yang, and said coldly: "The surname Su, do you really think that I am going to die?
Everyone around exclaimed in surprise, this Mo Qianli was obviously already languishing, why did he suddenly jump up again? The voice was loud, his face was full of red light, how could he look a little injured!
At this time, the power that suppressed Su Yang finally disappeared. Su Yang turned his head to look at the monk and found that the monk was also looking at him with a smile.
Su Yang didn't know what was going on, this monk must be a land immortal. But why did he help Mo Qianli?
Of course, Su Yang didn't believe that this monk was trying to stop him from killing innocents indiscriminately, and this monk himself was covered in blood. Therefore, the only possibility is that this monk and Mo Qianli are in the same group.
However, didn't the two land immortals on Mo Qianli's side fight against Ye Jiansheng in Qingyun Mountain, what happened to this monk?
Could it be that on the side of the ghost knife Mo Qianli, there is actually a third land immortal?
When he was thinking about it, Mo Qianli had already made a move. His thick-backed knife had been shattered by Su Yang, but he didn't use the knife now, and directly used his hand as a knife to slash horizontally.
(End of chapter)