Chapter 160: Forgiveness is not forgiving

"Evil obstacles, our Tianlong Temple will definitely hunt you down for life and death, and we must break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Insult my Buddhism, beast, you are doomed to die, when the holy monks of our Buddhism arrive, they will inevitably suppress you in the demon refining tower, so that you will be tortured endlessly, and you can't survive without dying!"

"Evil beast, you will not die well!"

The white-eyed old monk kept screaming, and his voice was full of deep curses and endless hatred.

"Host!"

"Master!"

"Uncle!"

At this time, many white-clothed monks around them also shouted in horror, they wanted to step forward, but when they saw Xiao Fan's method just now, they really didn't dare to move half a step, so they had to shout anxiously.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The sound of kowtowing continued to sound, and some people had even silently counted in their hearts: "Seventy-seven, seventy-eight, seventy-nine!"

"Xiao Fan, I apologize to you for our previous recklessness, I'm sorry, we were wrong!" The middle-aged man in black suddenly smiled bitterly, "But, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, please let them go!"

The middle-aged man in black couldn't help but speak, while suppressing the various contradictions and fights that appeared in the city, the law enforcement team also had the obligation to ensure the safety of all cultivators.

As the captain of the law enforcement team, he saw that the three white-eyed old monks were almost about to die in front of Xiao Fan, so he had to open his mouth to plead, otherwise he would not be able to explain to the many high-level leaders of the organizer and the many cultivators in the city.

"Forgiving and forgiving?" Xiao Fan turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and then smiled, his smile with an indescribable coldness, "I'm sorry, I don't have this sentence in my dictionary!"

"And the principle I pursue is that if you have to spare people, you will not be forgiving, and you must cut the grass to the roots!"

The middle-aged man in black opened his mouth, speechless.

"The one hundred and eighth, that's enough!"

At this time. Someone in the crowd whispered, and as soon as his words fell, the three white-eyed old monks also stopped their movements in time and knelt there. Gasping for breath incessantly.

At this time, there was already blood on their foreheads, and they could even see the white bones inside, which was shocking.

"Evil Barrier!"

"Brute!"

"Evil beast!"

The three white-eyed old monks all looked at Xiao Fan, their eyes full of ruthlessness and resentment.

Xiao Fan chuckled. Then he slowly stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the head of the chubby gray-robed old monk.

"Xiao Fan, no!"

The middle-aged man in black was suddenly in a hurry, stepped forward, blurted out, and exclaimed.

But!

"Click!"

The head of the chubby gray-robed old monk suddenly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the crisp sound of bones breaking sounded.

"Bang!"

The corpse of the chubby gray-robed old man suddenly fell forward, and the dust on the ground was raised.

Xiao Fan pressed his hand on the head of another gray-robed old monk again.

The gray-robed old monk looked at the corpse of the slightly chubby gray-robed old monk on the ground, and his body suddenly couldn't help but tremble violently, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Click!"

Nothing has changed. This gray-robed old monk was also like a slightly chubby gray-robed old monk, his head also suddenly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the crisp sound of bones breaking also sounded, and his body also fell to the ground with a bang.

"Evil obstacles, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!" The white-eyed old monk raised his head with difficulty, he looked at Xiao Fan, trembling his body, and couldn't help but hiss.

"What the hell?" Xiao Fan's hand pressed on the head of the white-eyed old monk, tilted his head, and suddenly smiled. "Even if you become a ghost, I can still beat you back to the eighteenth layer of hell, so that you will never be reborn!"

"Goodbye!"

Xiao Fan lightly spit out these two words, and then his subordinates immediately exerted force. The white-eyed old monk's head suddenly turned in a circle, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

Tianlong Temple, three heaven-level martial artists, all destroyed!

"Host!"

"Master!"

"Uncle!"

Suddenly, all the white-clothed monks knelt on the ground at this moment and cried loudly.

The middle-aged man in black is dumbfounded!

"Who else? If you're looking for trouble, they're all here. I'll go on!" Xiao Fan suddenly spoke, looking at everyone around him indifferently, the voice was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's ears, making everyone around him feel a chill in their hearts!

"You, this, a, deserve, die, mad, disciple!" The white-clothed monk, who looked similar to the fair-skinned young monk, stood up suddenly, and shouted at Xiao Fan word by word.

Xiao Fan was expressionless, raised his hand, sucked him directly, and then grabbed his throat, without any extra nonsense, twisted his neck with a 'click', and threw the body on the ground casually.

"Who else?"

Xiao Fan opened his mouth indifferently and continued to look around, there was no emotion in his cold eyes, so that all the people who were seen couldn't help their hearts beat violently, and they subconsciously turned their faces, not daring to look at him.

Xiao Fan looked at the middle-aged man in black.

When the middle-aged man in black saw Xiao Fan's gaze, he immediately felt like an ant being targeted by a giant dragon, his scalp was numb, his body was cold, and there was a boundless feeling of fear rising in his heart.

Suddenly!

"This matter is over, everyone disperses quickly, and they are not allowed to watch!"

"The monks of Tenryu Temple, please leave on your own!"

No one was visible at all, but a deep voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged man in black suddenly changed his expression, and he exclaimed in shock: "Xuankong!"

But he only said these two words, and then he suddenly kept silent, and his face was full of respect.

"Aoyama, you can take care of other things too!" the deep voice sounded again.

"Yes, my lord!" the middle-aged man in black said respectfully, then glanced at Xiao Fan deeply and turned to leave.

"Xiaoyou's strength is extraordinary, Tianlong Temple offended Xiaoyou's majesty, they were killed and they were also to blame, our Lingnan Cultivator Conference will not interfere in it again!" A deep voice sounded, "But, Buddhism is coming, the follow-up will be the grudge between you and Buddhism, Xiaoyou, and we will not pay attention to it either!"

Xiao Fan raised her head slightly, she looked into the air, and said lightly: "Okay, what should you Lingnan Cultivator Conference organizers do, just don't get in the way of my business." If you don't mess with me, I don't bother to care about you, everyone's well water doesn't interfere with river water, the two have nothing to do with each other!"

"That's the best!" a deep voice said, and then disappeared suddenly.

Xiao Fan also continued to walk forward lightly.

The crowd in front of them immediately dispersed a road, and everyone was busy retreating, looking at Xiao Fan's eyes full of awe.

Zhang Feiyang, Cheng Long, Ling Xiaoxiao and He Xue hurriedly followed. (To be continued.) )