A huge explosion sounded, and the three of Fang Ding frowned slightly.

"Ahead, there is a fight!" Liuyun frowned and said, under the two eye bags, there were extremely serious dark circles under the eyes.

"Evil, I've been in such a hurry for the past two days, I only slept for a few hours last night, and this early in the morning, at more than four o'clock in the morning, there was a fight!"

Liuyun cursed and said, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, and at the same time, in order to see Master Kurong for the first time, Fang Ding and the others woke up from their rest at three o'clock in the morning. Rush to Wutai Mountain.

"Hide your breath, don't expose it, avoid it if you can!" Fang Ding said that the most important thing at the moment is to meet Master Kurong and take out the Buddha bone relics in the belly of the fat dragon.

Time waits for no one, Feilong's situation is unknown, Fang Ding doesn't want to be delayed by other things.

"Humph! Go to hell! ”

When Fang Ding and the others approached, they saw a scar-faced man with a dagger in his hand, on the dagger, there was a cold light, and his eyes were gloomy, staring at a young monk opposite.

After speaking, the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing towards the young monk in a trajectory that was difficult to catch.

"Whew!"

The dagger slashed across the young monk's robe, making a cut in the robe, but it did not stab the young monk.

The young monk, with a strange body twist, directly avoided the dagger's attack.

"Huh? How can it be? The scar-faced man let out a startled sigh, obviously not expecting that the young monk would be able to avoid his stab.

"Donor, my Buddha is merciful, I can't see life and death, the donor came with a dagger today, his body is full of bloody breath, I advise the donor to leave here now!"

The young monk clasped his hands together, recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and said slowly.

"Humph! Today I just kill one person, kill this person, I can get endless wealth, with this wealth, my family, can enjoy the blessings of family, since the Buddha purifies all sentient beings, why can't you save me? The scar-faced man sneered at the corner of his mouth, staring at the young monk Naming, and on the dagger in his hand, there was a chill.

"Sophistry!"

The young monk's face suddenly changed, and his eyes erupted with a fierce momentum, and he shouted.

The momentum in this shout, even Fang Ding, was shocked.

He was shocked that such a young monk, who was so weak that it looked like a scar-faced man could knock over with a single punch, was able to burst out with such a fierce momentum.

"Oops, the little monk almost scared me!" The scar-faced man's eyes showed a look of shock, and then, fleetingly.

The corners of his mouth rose a sneering arc, and he said with a smile: "In this case, it doesn't hurt to kill you before killing that person!" ”

After speaking, an eerie and cold momentum erupted from the scar-faced man, like a tide, centered on him, spreading out.

At this moment, the scar-faced man's eyes were glowing with a faint green light, and with the gloomy temperament of the whole person, he looked like a cold poisonous snake.

"Die!"

The dagger in the scar-faced man's hand instantly conjured up dozens of sharp cold lights, the cold light was sensible, seeping into the cold, like a cold poisonous snake, stabbing directly at the young monk's face.

"Humph! Although I say that I am a Buddha, but the Buddha is angry, and the blood flows thousands of miles! Buddhism has never been a sect with gentle means, since you don't listen to persuasion, I can only ......"

The young monk's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and from his eyes, an endless sharp edge erupted, and a phantom figure of a big Buddha appeared behind him.

"I'm sending you to reincarnation!"

After the young monk finished speaking, his eyes turned scarlet, and in the surrounding space, a blood-colored hellish scene suddenly appeared.

In the bloody hell, all kinds of ghosts cry wolves, all kinds of painful screams, and all kinds of evil ghosts with blue faces and fangs are directly biting at the soul of a heinous sin.

The terrifying hell scene is terrifying, as if it is the real Shura hell, and the screaming of ghosts is breathtaking.

And the phantom of the big Buddha behind the young monk, in the Shura Hell Realm, turned into a blood-colored Buddha, the Buddha opened his eyes, and a terrifying sense of oppression emanated like a tide.

"Bang!"

I saw the sharp edge of the dagger stabbed by the scar-faced man, and in an instant, it crashed into the Shura Hell Realm and shattered directly.

"How is it possible, how can your strength suddenly climb so much?" The scar-faced man stared at the young monk who was like a demon king alive at this time, and his eyes showed a deep sense of disbelief.

His voice trembled.

On the body of the Scarlet Buddha, he felt the breath of death.

"Run!"

At this moment, in his heart, there is only one thought.

Thinking of this, the dagger in the scar-faced man's hand fell directly to the ground, making a clanging sound.

The scar-faced man, on the other hand, was moving his body, like a black light, and disappeared in place in an instant, and with just one breath, he stepped out of a distance of several hundred meters.

However, at this very moment.

The young monk's ghostly voice sounded: "Hmph! I still want to run, I don't know how thick the sky is! ”

After speaking, his right hand swung forward and made a catching movement, while the Blood Buddha Phantom behind him made the same movement.

Fang Ding and a few people suddenly felt that the space seemed to be stagnant.

"What's the matter, the strength of this young monk is so strong!" The merman's guardian spirit had a look of surprise on his face.

In that Blood Buddha Illusory Shadow, she felt a power no less than her.

"I didn't expect that the little monks of Buddhism were so violent, and it seemed that the so-called Master Kurong was also a short-tempered person. We need to be careful. Liuyun guessed.

As the space stagnated, the right hand of the blood-colored Buddha seemed to cross the layers of void and directly captured the scar-faced man.

"Master, spare my life, I'm just a ghost! Master, let me go, I will immediately wash my hands in a golden basin, withdraw from the rivers and lakes, bathe and fast every day, burn incense and chant Buddha, and ask the master to let me go! The scar-faced man said with a sad face, because of the fear and fear, the scar-faced man's voice was extremely poignant.

A foul smell emanated from the scar-faced man, who had been frightened by the fear of death and was incontinent.

However, the young monk's face was full of sadness and joy, like a cold, emotionless demon king, staring at the scar-faced man in front of him.

"I once, I gave you three chances!"

"For the first time, I advise you to turn back! The second time, I advise you to put down the dagger in your heart! For the third time, I advise you to put down the dagger in your hand! ”

"However, you didn't take one of the three opportunities!"

"As the saying goes, it's just three things!"

"My Buddha is compassionate, but my Buddha's compassion is not reserved for hopeless people like you, today, I will send you into reincarnation, in the next life, be a good man!"

After speaking, the young monk's eyes were cold, his right hand was shaken, and the blood Buddha phantom behind him was directly pinched with his huge right hand.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the scar-faced man was pinched by the Blood Buddha Phantom, exploded, and turned into a cloud of blood mist, scattered in the blood-colored virtual realm.

"Amitabha!" The young monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's words in his mouth, and immediately, the blood mist was absorbed by the huge blood Buddha phantom behind him!

Immediately, his eyes closed, and all his breath converged with this closing of his eyes.

The Shura Hell Realm disappeared, and the huge blood-colored Buddha shadow behind him also disappeared, and there was not a trace of murderous aura on the young monk's body.

He bent down and picked up the broom on the ground, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground like a disciple.

"What a terrible monk!" Fang Ding's eyes narrowed slightly, and he frowned.

Fang Ding was shocked, it was not the strength of this young monk, but his breath.

Anyone, after killing someone, the aura on his body will become fierce and unfamiliar in a short period of time, this is murderous aura.

However, after the young monk finished killing people, there was not a trace of murderous aura on his body, and the whole person looked as if this incident had not happened.

Such a person can generally have such a mentality only if he has experienced strong winds and waves and killed countless people.

"This young monk in front of him is definitely not like his apparent age, it is very likely that he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but because of his cultivation, he looks like a young man in his twenties!" Fang Ding said in his heart.

"Let's go!" Fang Ding transmitted the sound to Liuyun, and the merman guarded the spiritual way.

The three of them did not have any stiffness because of the scene in front of them, they used their body skills, concealed their breath, directly bypassed the young monk, and rushed to the top of Wutai Mountain.

Not long after they left.

The young monk stopped sweeping the floor in his hand and stared at the direction in which Fang Ding and the three of them left, his eyes were deep, and he didn't say a word, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had seen something incredible.

After a long time, the young monk folded his hands and said softly, "Amitabha", and then picked up the broom again and swept the fallen leaves on the ground.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a casual gray tracksuit, carrying a hiking bag behind him, panting, ran all the way, from the foot of the mountain, to the top of the mountain.

"Whoa!"

The middle-aged man's breathing voice was extremely regular, two inhales and two exhales, although a little beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but there was no tiredness at all, as if he was just warming up.

"It's strange, I obviously received the news that someone bought the killer and wanted to take my life, why, it's almost dawn now, and I haven't touched a ghost?"

The middle-aged man said suspiciously.