Another monk struck a martial art downwards and said, "I'm not concerned about this, I'm more concerned about how a person with such a high level of Buddhism can be a murderous demon who doesn't distinguish between good and evil!"

Several monks around him were stunned: "That, that means..."

"Yes, they were framed! And these people who framed Leng Xiaohan have nothing to do with the Blue Sky City tragedy! The Blue Sky City bloodbath has finally shown a little sign now! Amitabha. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The monk nodded with a fixed look in his eyes.

A monk beside him saluted this person and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is in Xia Juezhong?" The monk turned his head and saluted Juezhong: "It turned out to be a nephew! ”

"It turned out to be Uncle Huichen, I have been looking up for a long time, I see that Uncle Hui seems to be very interested in Blue Sky City. Jue Zhong asked with a martial art below.

Huichen looked into the distance, and said in a low voice: "When the poor monk traveled before, he lived in Blue Sky City for half a year. Every day, people are treated, healed, preach the Dharma, and lead people to goodness. From the third day of living in Blue Sky City, every day there will be poor people, common people, and warriors to bring food to the poor monks, afraid that the poor monks will be cold, and send quilts to the poor monks. ”

Huichen sighed: "I was also invited to the Leng family, and I had a long talk with Leng Xiaohan's parents, and the Leng family was very supportive of the poor monk, and specially made a dinner party for the poor monk with medicinal materials." At that time, I really liked Blue Sky City, and just when the poor monk planned to live in Blue Sky City for a long time, there was a little problem with the master, and the poor monk had no choice but to rush back. ”

Huichen smiled bitterly and continued: "When I left, the poor monk was still thinking about it, after dealing with things. No matter how many years it takes, you must return to Blue Sky City to live in the end. Unexpectedly, after leaving for 20 years, Blue Sky City was directly destroyed, and millions of people in the city died. ”

A trace of anger ignited in Huichen's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Such bloody methods, such a mad person, the poor monks are always thinking about capturing the other party and using their heads to worship everyone in Blue Sky City." In order to repay the kindness of Blue Sky City to the poor monks, to repay the love of the people of Blue Sky City for the poor monks, and to repay the support of the Leng family to the poor monks and the grace of a meal.

It's just that the investigation has been uncovered for many years, even when someone was chasing Leng Xiaohan. I thought it was Leng Xiaohan's revenge and was used by some people. Now it seems that it is not Leng Xiaohan who has been used, but the other party wants to completely eradicate the Leng family!"

After hearing this, Jue Zhong nodded, looked at Huichen seriously and said, "If Uncle Shi really investigates something, don't forget to inform me." Although Juezhong's cultivation is not as good as that of his uncle, he can help a little. This kind of thing, let me do a little bit of help!" Saying that, he took out the jade talisman from his arms, Huichen looked at Juezhong's serious eyes, nodded and took out the jade talisman. The two jade talismans touched lightly, the light flashed, and the two of them put away the jade talisman again.

This is just a corner of the field, and countless monks flying in the air looked at Leng Xiaohan's direction, and couldn't help but have this question in their minds: 'How can a person with such a high level of Buddhism be a person who kills innocents indiscriminately without distinguishing between good and evil!'

Below, Yu Yue, Bei Ying Immortal, Han Zhixuan and the others looked at the red lotus blooming in the distance, and couldn't help but complain in their hearts: 'This guy is big again!'

"Okay, let's do it too!" "Yue Yue roared, and the yin and yang fire were separated on the twin swords, "Liangyi!" Chu Chentai put away the spear, and then the spear body stabbed forward with Xuan Lei: "Ben Lei! I've wanted to do this for a long time." ”

"Qiankun Sword Technique!" "Fuji Ghost Fist!" "Dragon Claw Hand!" The three Northern Immortals also burst out of their martial arts, and rushed forward with Luo Xue quickly.

"Purple Rainbow Sword Technique!Purple Rainbow Sword Technique!" Han Zhixuan used three big moves in a row, but he only advanced a few dozen meters, staring at the people in the distance and muttering: "Don't take me, don't take me!"

If Leng Xiaohan was here, he would definitely be very sympathetic to Han Zhixuan's experience, but it was just sympathy.

Leng Xiaohan carried the Red Lotus Holy Flame and walked forward, and countless ghost soldiers were instantly burned to ashes by Leng Xiaohan, but more ghost soldiers were immediately made up, endlessly. Leng Xiaohan's true qi was lucky, and the Red Lotus Holy Flame expanded again.

After walking forward for a few miles, Leng Xiaohan found himself surrounded by dozens of ghost generals.

Looking at the ghost generals who extracted the ghost soldiers and ghost qi to resist the Red Lotus Holy Flame and walked slowly towards him, Leng Xiaohan smiled and said, "A group of Martial Saints, if it were a group of Martial Saints, I would definitely run immediately, but a group of Martial Honorables... Are you here to send you to death?" "Twenty-eight palms of the dragon, the twelfth style, the dragon fights in the wild, the thirteenth style, the shock hundred miles, the fourteenth style, the nine uses of the Qianyuan!"

"Ang~" Countless dragon shadows appeared, hitting the surrounding ghosts. After the dragon shadow, there is no longer a ghost around Leng Xiaohan. Leng Xiaohan pouted: "This is two hairy cultivation, and you dare to come and kill me?"

Not long after rushing out, the ghost soldiers began to retreat. A man in a black python robe appeared above, and roared hoarsely: "I will spare you once today, and you will be good-looking tomorrow!" said as he said that a black dragon shadow shot out of his right hand and struck at Leng Xiaohan.

Leng Xiaohan looked at the black-clothed man who was holding the dragon shadow towards him, the pressure came to his face, his eyes condensed and took back the Red Lotus Holy Flame, and a dragon shadow also shot out of his right hand to greet him: "Twenty-eight palms of dragon descending, eighteenth style, Kanglong has no regrets!"

"Roar~" "Ang~" The two dragon shadows roared angrily and rushed towards each other.

"Bang~" Everyone only heard a loud noise, and it was bright in the distance and dark all around. "Boom!" The ghost soldiers within a kilometer of the two were directly shattered, the man in black flew out, and Leng Xiaohan also fell to the ground. His feet gripped the ground and he slid two deep marks.

The man flew in the air and looked at Leng Xiaohan deeply, and his hoarse and ugly voice sounded again: "You can, you, it's good." It's too late to run now, if you come again tomorrow... Then prepare your own affairs in advance!hahaha~"

The man's figure gradually disappeared, and the ghost soldiers stopped attacking, and evacuated from everyone in an orderly manner. Cihang walked up to Leng Xiaohan's side, patted Leng Xiaohan's shoulder lightly and said, "How is it?"

Looking at Cihang's worried eyes, Leng Xiaohan said, "It's okay, it's just a little injured." That man in a black python robe is not simple! At least he is a mid-stage martial saint, it seems that there should still be people wearing Jiao robes and dragon robes, but I don't know what kind of cultivation they will be!"

Cihang put Leng Xiaohan's left hand on his shoulder, and drove Leng Xiaohan back: "It's okay, this is the Buddha Sect, not a place where they can go wild." And when the real combat power comes out, those high-ranking monks who come to give food will not ignore it, many of them are martial saints!"

Leng Xiaohan nodded, sighed and said, "It's a pity, the cultivation is still weak!"

Hearing this, Cihang couldn't help but glance at Leng Xiaohan: "Do you think there is still a younger generation now, who is a seven-star martial artist at the age of eighteen? Oh, you haven't turned eighteen yet, and you're only three months old before your eighteenth birthday, right?"

Leng Xiaohan scratched his head with his right hand and said, "Whoever compares with these little children will also compare with those old-timers." ”

Cihang shook his head slightly: "How long have people lived, how long have you lived!"