Chapter 282, Doing Things

The Temple of Fire is only one of the Buddhist temples in the Land of Fire, but it is the most powerful of them all, and it is the only temple with a ninja monk lineage, and the others are just some samurai-like samurai lineage.

The presiding officer of the Temple of Fire is none other than Master Jilu, one of the twelve ninja guardians, who has the strength of the elite upper ninja level, and there are several other old monks in the Temple of Fire, and one of them is even close to the shadow level.

However, Fei Duan also knew that the Temple of Fire was not easy to mess with, so he did not go to the Temple of Fire, but prepared to bypass the national capital and prepare to go to some other small countries to preach, in his opinion, these big countries, especially the Fire Country, have been completely immersed in false peace, even if the Uchiha clan has just been exterminated not long ago, but for them, these are none of their business.

Fei Duan was carrying his Bloody March Scythe on the main road at this time, and there was a small village not far in front of him, and he didn't dare to easily withdraw the Bloody March Scythe into the space scroll now, because he sensed that many people were secretly peeping at him along the way.

However, the strength of the flying section of the Bloody March Scythe to recruit believers is weaker, and the number of believers recruited is even fewer.

This small village was no different from other small villages, everyone was respectful of Fei Duan's dress, and Fei Duan didn't care, and sat on an earthen platform near the center of the village and began to preach the teachings of his cult.

But what he didn't know was that the people in this place were still very different from people in other places, for example, the people here were actually devout Buddhists, and the Fire Peak Temple, one of the five major temples in the Fire Country, was established not far from this village, and it has been three hundred years now, and in the past three hundred years, it is enough to turn several villages and towns around this place into devout Buddhists.

Therefore, when Fei Duan began to preach the teachings of his cult of evil gods, he was ridiculed by devout Buddhists.

"Hey~ What kind of messy doctrine do you believe in, where does anyone want to destroy the world, it's better to abandon your third-rate evil gods and believe in our Buddhism." This is a good attitude.

Fei Duan had met such a person before, so although he was a little angry, he didn't get angry yet.

But there are also some more radical "boys, I'm arguing to kill your uncle, give up believing in your messy gods." "And without saying anything, I'm ready to push the air.

"Enjoy, Lord Evil God." Fei Duan prayed, and then a red blood light appeared in the three purple eyes, and he didn't suppress his emotions.

At this time, it was already evening, and many people gathered together to denounce Fei Duan, or watched the excitement on the side, no one knew that Fei Duan's strength was very strong, and the big scythe was even considered a prop, so these people were quickly killed by Fei Duan, and fell to the ground with broken hands and feet.

"The warm-up is over." The bloody aura on the body of the Bloody March Scythe all dispersed, enveloping more than a dozen figures from afar.

"Evil thing!" It was a warrior monk, who was holding a large metal club, and the others also raised their thistle knives, but in the end, a few of them did not take out any weapons, and drew their fists.

"Hypocrite, I will sacrifice you to the evil god."

These warrior monks were stunned, you must know that these warrior monks were born from the innocent believers, and some of them were from this village, and now they saw that their village was slaughtered, they were naturally very angry.

"Why are you killing them?" One of the warrior monks with a thistle knife asked.

"Naturally, it is for them to return to the arms of the supreme evil god." Fei Duan said indifferently.

"Sure enough, it's an evil thing, today I'm going to do the act of vajra subduing demons, eat me with a stick! Ha! The leading warrior monk, with a raised eyebrow, roared loudly and smashed the metal rod towards the flying section.

The other warrior monks also came over in unison.

The Bloody March Scythe was in a horizontal gear, and he blocked these attacks, but it was not very comfortable to eat the flying segments of these attacks, well, he was not physically uncomfortable, but his own heart was uncomfortable, and he also found that his Bloody March Scythe was cut out of a few gaps, and there was a place that was smashed and bent a little.

"Kill you~" Fei Duan was also angry.

The huge bloody March Scythe was thrown, and then it was harshly pulled with chains, and the two warrior monks were cut in two before they could avoid it.

The blood-colored mist also slowly began to play a role at this time, and the attacks of these warrior monks became more and more impatient, and the accuracy became worse and worse, and Fei Duan took the opportunity to kill several warrior monks.

"Dharma, Vajra subduing demons." Three demon-like terrifying phantoms suddenly shrouded towards the flying section.

"What is this?" Feeling that the evil god mana chakra in his body was constantly boiling, Fei Duan was shocked for no reason, but he was not a vegetarian, and when he saw that he couldn't avoid it, he activated the enchantment mark that he had prepared on his body for a long time.

"Enchantment: Sacrificial Enchantment." All the enchantments have a certain amount of defense, although the sacrificial enchantment is not a special Fang Yu sister, but it also blocks those few attacks.

"How many of you are ninja monks?" Fei Duan frowned.

"Demons! You know how good we are. The ninja monks at the head said that they were the monks who didn't take anything, and they were also the ninja monks sent by the Fire Temple to support.

"But just a ninja monk of the level of everyone, who gave you the courage to face me." Fei Duan's voice suddenly came from behind them, and several ninja monks were slightly stunned, and then fell to the ground softly.

"Master of Earth Knowledge!" The warrior monks who were in charge of protecting the ninja monks screamed, and then the thistle knife in their hands slashed towards the flying section.

Fei Duan jumped back, avoiding these slashes, and then the bloody March Scythe leaned back, blocking the powerful stick, but then a strong kick came, and Fei Duan was also kicked off guard, but Fei Duan was not an easy person, when he was kicked away, he got the blood of the leading warrior monk with the strength of the upper ninja.

Frowning and looking at the trace of blood left on his arm, the warrior monk didn't care very much, this injury could heal itself quickly.

"Demon, you have lost your weapon, so wait to be captured, or you will die without a place to bury." The lead warrior monk with a stick tried to make it easier for himself.

"Hahaha, you can try it." Fei Duan held the blood-stained black rod and didn't care about it, making him confident in his immortal body, and he didn't think that these people would be able to kill him.

"This battle has just begun." Fei Duan laughed and licked the blood from the tip of the black rod.

"Now, the ritual begins, and the spell death is blood."

(End of chapter)