Chapter 613: Talking and Laughing and Killing

Fang Ming's jaw head. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you are a person of insight, when you see the scene just now, you will inevitably have a lot of criticism of the monk, and the spread of the cult in troubled times will make I don't know how many 'loyal ministers and filial sons' feel heartbroken.

"Who does Allure think is right and who is wrong?"

Fang Ming's eyes lit up.

"Neither of them is right or wrong!"

Nangong Allure's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of coldness: "If you block my way, you will be killed!" ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Murong also poked his head out: "That monk uncle is not a good person, and when he looks at others at the end, he looks like a wolf!" ”

"Haha...... Or Xiao Murong is the smartest! ”

Fang Ming pinched the other party's blown-up face and praised.

Xiao Murong angrily pushed away Fang Ming's big hand and said angrily, "Everyone has grown up!" ”

I don't know why, but a red color appeared on my face again, and I got back into the carriage.

The wheels rolled, and soon they were out of town and out of the wilderness.

Nangong Allure didn't know when he pulled out his Snow Frost Long Sword and was slowly wiping it.

Seeing this, Fang Ming smiled again.

Nangong Allure and Xiao Murong have a clear sword heart and a natural Dao body, and they both noticed that this monk was wrong.

Or ...... Neither is a good thing! ”

In Fang Ming's eyes, a cold color flashed.

He was ninety percent sure that the two people before were all from the Demon Sect in the name of Buddhism.

Wu Yong mentioned earlier that cults have frequently appeared in various parts of Daqian, and this is exactly what they said.

Not only that, but the two even sang a double reed, slandering each other and ruining the reputation of decent Buddhism, but they made each other helpless.

Regardless of whether the three sects and five sects or the Demon Sect are in power, as long as they have the advantage of righteousness, they cannot but take responsibility!

And the responsibility of the great cadres is these tens of millions of displaced people, hundreds of millions of people!

At the end of the dynasty, it is common sense that the people's grievances are rising.

The three sects and the five sects are orthodox, but they need to bear responsibility for this, and the outer demon sect is just the opposite, they can travel lightly and provoke wantonly.

In other words, it is the difference between the imperial faction and the opposition faction.

Because there is no pressure, the opposition faction can naturally arbitrarily accuse the imperial faction of doing a bad job, but in fact, if it is replaced, whether it can barely maintain the situation is a matter of two words.

"Amitabha, donor stay!"

Nangong Allure and Xiao Murong's premonition was very accurate, and the carriage had not gone far before the iron-headed monk caught up.

"Oh? Is there something going on with the great monk? I can't reward you with a few sesame oil dollars! ”

The corners of Fang Ming's mouth brought a slight smile.

"The poor monk is indeed here to make a fortune, and it doesn't hurt if there is no sesame oil money......

The iron-headed monk's face was dignified, and his treasure was solemn, but the next sentence directly exposed his nature: "It's just that the girl who saw the donor's car before was destined for my Buddha, so it's better to give it to me!" ”

"Fate?!"

Nangong Allure's face was like frost, knowing that it was Xiao Murong's innate Dao body that attracted the attention of the other party, and his hand couldn't help pressing the hilt of the sword, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

"Not bad! This woman has a relationship with my Buddha, and the foundation of your family is too thin, but you can't keep it no matter what, so you forcibly keep it...... It can only attract three disasters and nine disasters in vain, which is very unwise! ”

The golden light in the iron-headed monk's eyes flashed, he glanced at Nangong Allure, his face was a little solemn, and then he glanced at Fang Ming, but he shook his head with disdain.

Obviously, he saw the identity of Nangong Allure's innate swordsman.

As for Fang Ming, his aura was too well constricted, unless a master of the same level or even a shattering power came over, they would directly treat him as an ordinary person.

"Okay, you mad monk, you actually left people's flesh and blood without permission, and your compassion was eaten by dogs!"

Fang Ming shook his head and said coldly.

"Humph! The Buddha is like the temple keeper King Kong, today I fell in love with your daughter, it is a blessing from your previous life, but the world is ignorant, and I have to show the angry eyes of King Kong to surrender! ”

The iron-headed monk acted at a high level, performed at a high level, and slandered such a temple before robbing people.

"If the ancestral court of the Brahmana Gate, the temple of the Gate of Ten Thousand Buddhas is at your level, then the Buddha Emperor should have committed suicide in shame a long time ago......"

Nangong Allure's words made the iron-headed monk's face change immediately.

"Good! It seems that the two of them toasted and did not eat and drink, and they did not shed tears when they saw the coffin! Let the Buddha send you back to the West!! ”

The iron-headed monk's face was solemn, and he suddenly stepped forward, and he actually crossed the distance of nine zhang, and came to the carriage like the end of the world, with his right hand stretched out, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed it directly towards Nangong Chengcheng.

"Om!"

At the moment when the monk made his move, a layer of hazy golden light appeared on his steel-cast body, and he chanted with Buddha sound.

As soon as this person made a move, it was a Buddhist martial art that was extremely pure, and even a trace of surprise appeared in Nangong Chengcheng's eyes.

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the ice and snow long sword set off a heavy wave in the hands of Nangong Chengcheng like a dragon covering the sea, the tip of the sword seemed to have spirituality, and it stabbed directly along the palm of the iron-headed monk, and a layer of frost white on the sword body appeared slightly, but it was contained but not revealed, condensed at the tip of the sword, without the slightest cold, but the iron-headed monk screamed strangely, and hurriedly avoided it, not daring to take it hard.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light is cold in nineteen states!

"The chick's swordsmanship is not bad, let the Buddha accept you, go back and teach ...... Well!! ”

The iron-headed monk was in mid-air, but all kinds of joints were strangely flexible and moving, making an incredible move for ordinary people, like ancient yoga, and dodged the flying sword stab of Nangong Allure when he couldn't do it, and then he laughed, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, recited the six-character mantra, and fell into a palm.

Rumble!

In the overflow of true qi, the palm of the iron-headed monk was like a lotus blooming, turning into a flood of light and shadow, wrapping the long sword of Nangong Allure.

After a few palms, Nangong Chengcheng's face was extremely solemn, knowing that since the other party saw that she was a kendo master, she dared to come and snatch it, and she really had a dependence.

"Haha...... How can you be the opponent of the Buddha's mantra seal? ”

The iron-headed monk saw that Nangong Allure had a hard look on his face, his jade face was slightly red, and his eyes seemed to be about to release essence, and his hands formed a lotus law seal, and he pushed forward: "What!" ”

Nangong Allure suddenly felt a wall of invisible qi sweeping across her, as if it was wrapped from all directions, making her can't help but return the sword into the sheath, and a touch of determination appeared on her face!

"Allure, your skills at this time are not enough to perform the Tonggui Sword Technique, why don't you let me come!"

Suddenly, a faint sigh came, as if with invisible ripples, and under the spread, the surrounding qi wall suddenly collapsed.

Nangong Chengcheng's face was flushed for a moment, and then turned snow-white.

Obviously, in the battle with the iron-headed monk just now, Nangong Allure was at a disadvantage, and when she was about to desperately perform a strong method such as the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, she was interrupted by Fang Ming and stopped her.

"Meritorious ...... The power is coming! ”

The iron-headed monk landed on the ground, staring straight at Fang Ming with shocked eyes, and couldn't help but lose his voice, how could he not know now that this young man who had been left out by himself was a great master beyond imagination!

"Your name is Iron Head?"

Fang Ming's face was calm, and he half leaned on the carriage.

Around him, whether it was the carriage, or even the grass and fallen leaves on the ground, they were not damaged in the slightest because of the previous battle.

The iron-headed monk only saw his eyelids jumping wildly, and said stiffly: "This ...... Seniors, in the lower is such a temple......"

"It's okay to deceive those foolish men and women with such tricks, so don't show them off in front of my eyes......"

Fang Ming's eyes seemed to have a mocking meaning: "If the people of the martial arts outside know the high feet of the Ghost King Temple, and actually pretend to be a monk of the Ghost King Temple, I'm afraid their jaws will laugh!" ”

Onioji!

This is one of the Seven Demon Paths of the Outer Lands, and it is also a sect, a branch of Brahmanism! The monks in the temple worship the ghost king, and it is rumored that it is even quite related to the temple, but it was a true legend that was turned into a demon!

"Originally...... It's none of my business what you Guiwang Temple and Taiping Dao want to do, it's just that you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you should not actually hit my junior sister with your idea, this is unforgivable......"

Fang Ming said quietly, while the iron-headed monk was secretly complaining.

He couldn't have imagined that a big master like Fang Ming would still have such a hobby, and he wouldn't go out and hug him, and even be willing to be a groom, making him make a big mistake.

"Senior...... The juniors have no intention of offending, and please forgive the sin......"

So far, he can only bite the bullet.

"Forgiveness? Settle it with your life......

Fang Ming's body didn't move, but he said coldly.

"Not good!"

In an instant, all the golden light on the iron-headed monk's body disappeared, and in its place, it was a deep and strange dark gold! The face is very hideous.

If the previous golden body is still like an Arhat Dao Fruit, then the appearance at this time is the authentic Demon Dao Ghost King!

In an instant, pick up the butcher's knife and become a demon on the spot!

"Drink! Tianxin is me, the five ghosts are carrying, look at my Tianxin five ghosts! ”

The iron-headed monk's palm swept up, as if there were a hundred ghosts crying, the phosphorus fire was heavy, and the blue was miserable, suddenly turning into the shape of five ghosts, and rushed towards Fang Ming.

The true qi of the ghost path is so far, it is enough to go out and pretend to be a ghost, and ensure that the believers are like clouds!

As soon as the iron-headed monk made a move, he no longer cared about Fang Ming, his body retreated at a speed that violated common sense, as if there was an invisible ghost pulling and fleeing for his life behind his back.

Nangong Allure regressed one after another.

It wasn't until this time that she realized that the evil monk on the opposite side hadn't really done anything when facing her!

At this time, as soon as the true legend of the Ghost King Temple came out, it really melted the Buddha and demons into one, and there were ghost exercises in it, which was very sharp, and Rao was not sure that she would deal with it.

"Whew!"

Fang Ming saw the shape of the five ghosts that seemed to be extremely vicious, but he snorted slightly, and suddenly exhaled.

Whew!

The wind rose on the flat ground, and suddenly turned into a terrifying wave of anger.

The miserable and ferocious form of the five ghosts was immediately shattered under the wind, like snow meeting the sun, and it did not look like anything at all.

Even, the sound wave also converged into a white air current, like a flying sword, swept through the air, bringing up a long white line of sound waves, stabbing towards the iron-headed monk.

Burst!

In an instant, I saw a white meteor piercing through the front chest of the iron-headed monk and stabbing out of the back.

The man immediately fell to the ground, with an unbelievable look on his face, but he had no breath. (To be continued.) )