The giant hammer swept through the air.

Tang Luo slapped down casually, Yi Yun felt that a huge amount of power was transmitted, and he couldn't hold the handle of the hammer at all, and the hammer instantly fell to the ground without his hand.

"The weapons are good, but the martial arts are too bad." Tang Luo commented, and the white sword shadow flashed.

The "brothers" who rushed up behind Yi Yun broke the weapons in their hands one after another, and their bodies flew out upside down and fell to the ground heavily, basically not alive.

Lin Qinglong's raised knife fell again.

Didn't dare to do it.

"A bunch of evil obstacles."

Tang Luo casually stabbed the Wind Bone Sword into the ground, looked at Lin Qinglong and Yi Yun and said, "Listen to the poor monk first." ”

Yi Yun's hands hung down at his sides, and he could see that his ten fingers were constantly trembling, and they were already swollen.

The pain was intense, and his face was twisted.

Lin Qinglong's body was slightly sideways: "Your Excellency is from the White Feather Sword Village?" ”

"White Feather Sword Village?" Tang Luo said, "Didn't the donor hear the poor monk's self-proclaim? ”

What does it call itself? Naturally, he called himself a poor monk.

Yi Yun continued to be hideous, but Lin Qinglong showed a strange face: "You mean, you are a monk?" ”

"The poor monk is called Xuanzang." Tang Luo put one hand on his chest, "I am here to do the way for Heaven and help you donors go to the Western Elysium." ”

Lin Qinglong stared at Tang Luo: "Monk? There are still monks in the world? ”

There was surprise in his tone, as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Oh, the donor told the poor monk, why can't there be a monk?" Tang Luo said.

"By the way, the master will be able to let me go?" Lin Qinglong said.

Just now, Tang Luo lightly took Yi Yun and his brothers, and Lin Qinglong knew that this person's martial arts were unfathomable and invincible.

"Look at the donor's performance." Tang Luo said.

"A few decades ago, the Temple of the Heavenly Buddha was full of hatred gods, and there were no chickens and dogs. In the whole rivers and lakes, the last remaining two or three Buddhist temples dismissed their disciples overnight, and since then there have been no Buddhist temples in the world. Lin Qinglong's voice contained malice, "Buddhism is extinct, where else is the monk?" ”

"Oh." Tang Luo said, it turns out that there is still this kind of past in the rivers and lakes.

Lin Qinglong's remaining eyes rolled, he should have regarded Tang Luo as a disciple secretly taught by some "remnants of Buddhism".

I guess I didn't explain the common sense to the disciples who were about to leave the mountain, and I hiccuped.

In this way, the "young heroes of the rivers and lakes" taught by the hermit masters will produce a few every year, and most of them die tragically.

The reason, on the one hand, the hermit master may not be really tall, and if he is really high, he will not be hidden.

This kind of true hermit master may not be able to produce one in ten years.

On the other hand, the young heroes who came out of the ravines and ravines are seriously inexperienced, and they are easier to deal with than the young heroes in the sect.

The young man who came out of the sect can be deceived once or twice. If you come out of the ravine, you can cheat seven or eight times.

But this one in front of me is a little different.

He claims to be a monk, and he doesn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but he is ruthless, he is not a monk at all, and he does not have the compassion of newcomers in the rivers and lakes.

There is no live mouth!

There are now two masters left in Qingyun Village, more than 30 people, and Lin Qinglong's brothers have all died.

This person belongs to an alternative kind, the kind of people who are poor and evil.

"And then?" Tang Luo continued to ask.

"Then ......" Lin Qinglong was stunned for a moment.

Buddhism was extinct a hundred years ago, so what else is there.

"The donor seems to be quite well-informed, and there are still evil demons in the rivers and lakes, so it is better to come with the poor monks." Tang Luo said that he wanted this and then.

Speaking of which, he was a little disappointed.

As far as he knows, there are no various lists in the rivers and lakes! Not at all.

As we all know, people who mix rivers and lakes have a greater face and fame than the sky, so various lists, such as the sky, earth, and people lists, dragon and tiger lists, beauty lists, and wind and cloud lists, emerge in endlessly.

The essence of human beings is to be on the list and rank second.

It's a pity that there isn't one here, at least what Tang Luo and they know so far, there is only one weapon spectrum, and there are all the major forces that are passed on by word of mouth, and they are all powerful.

How can this work?

There is no "black list" composed of evil demons and foreign ways, who is Tang Luo looking for to earn merit?

So I can only find this Qingyunzhai master, this kind of old rivers and lakes to understand the situation.

"What a demon." Lin Qinglong said, "Whoever is strong is righteous, and whoever is weak is evil." Winner is justice! ”

"The poor monk has no interest in discussing philosophical issues with the benefactor." Tang Luo said, "The poor monk just wants to know that in the rivers and lakes, how many people in the rivers and lakes are slaughtering villages like you Qingyun Village, dragging ordinary villagers to death, hanging corpses and heads in the village, and intimidating others on the road, this type of bad guy." ”

"Yes, there are many." Lin Qinglong said.

"Can you write?"

“…… Yes. ”

"I'll write, and the poor monk will send you on your way after writing." Tang Luo said.

"You can't kill us! We are the peripheral organization of the Black Heaven Divine Palace, and we are their people! Yi Yun suddenly shouted loudly, saying that he would not kill anyone!

Don't you call yourself a monk?

No wonder these people are quite well-armed, and it turns out that there are big forces behind them.

"Okay." Tang Luo said with a smile, "Write down the information and news of the Black Heaven Divine Palace, the more complete the better, and the poor monks will be reduced together." ”

What is self-confidence, this is it.

Yi Yun's face fell instantly, when the monk said "good" just now, he thought that things had taken a turn for the better.

"You won't let us go, do you think I'll still provide you with information?" Lin Qinglong held the hand of the big knife, his fingers moved slightly, and his palms were full of sweat.

"Yes." Tang Luo said, "Because a person like you must live if he can live, and if he can't live, it is also a good thing to foresee the death of the enemy, isn't it?" ”

Lin Qinglong's face was gloomy.

He is indeed a man who will repay his eyes.

"You write, the poor monk goes, there is a certain probability that the poor monk will die in the hands of those people."

"If you don't write, you won't even have a chance for revenge."

"Do you write, or don't you write?"

Yi Yun's eyes widened, he guessed wrong!

This monk is not a young man with high martial arts and short knowledge.

This man is clearly an old monster! Demon Monk!

"Okay, I'll write."

Lin Qinglong's chest rose and fell twice, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, "When the time comes, you will see what hell is called, and regret what you did today." ”

As he spoke, the machete landed with a crunch.

This crisp sound muffled the sound of Lin Qinglong's hand raising his hand, as well as the "click" sound of the small cylinder mechanism opening.

Thin needles as many as cow's hair shot out of the mechanism, heading towards Tang Luo.

If you have excellent eyesight, you can also see that those thin needles are strangely colored, which is obviously quenched.

Not to mention that if you see blood to seal your throat, a few in the middle and upper will at least be poisoned and immediately lose your combat effectiveness.

Rainstorm pear blossoms!

Many of Lin Qinglong's opponents fell under his secret weapon.

Who would have thought that a machete-wielding bandit would possess such an intricate weapon?

Tang Luo didn't expect it either.

He just raised his hand, the palm shadow in front of him appeared, the afterglow flashed, and every thin needle was gently flicked by him, and the direction of flight changed, flying towards Yi Yun on the opposite side.

With the next breath, Yi Yun let out a painful roar, his eyes were already blinded, and black blood continued to flow out of the fine and dense wounds on his body.

The huge body shook twice, and fell to the ground with a bang, still twitching slightly.

The exposed skin quickly turned black, and after a few seconds, it turned into a stiff corpse.

"Write well." Tang Luo said to Lin Qinglong, who was maintaining the posture of "out of the secret weapon", and left him alone, and walked towards the cottage.

I want that bit of loot anyway, and maybe there are prisoners in it.

Nan Taisheng and Tang Yuhan stared at Lin Qinglong, not daring to relax at all.

Master Xuanzang was extremely relaxed, and directly left the person behind, regardless of it, they were a little panicked.

What if Lin Qinglong's dog jumps off the wall in a hurry?

Fortunately, Lin Qinglong didn't jump over the wall in the end, he stared at Tang Luo's Drill Wind Bone Sword that pierced into the ground, his hand slowly hung down, he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to move.

The house in Qingyunzhai is well built.

Tang Luo searched and soon found the "treasure house", which contained a lot of money and weapons.

It means that in the next journey, Tang Luo can eat and drink well, spend money lavishly, as long as he doesn't spend a lot of money, he will definitely be able to survive for three months.

As for weapons, naturally there is no one he can look at, so he tries them one by one.

There is no equipment either, maybe there may be equipment on the weapon spectrum.

In addition to the treasure house, there was also a prison in the cottage, which contained a large number of corpses and three captives.

Two men and one woman, both very young, standard young men in the rivers and lakes.

Ragged and with a blank look, he was clearly treated in an indescribable way.

Tang Luo stretched out his hand and crushed the chains, opened the door of the prison and asked, "The three are from the White Feather Sword Village?" ”

Yi Yun made a bold move just now, obviously treating Tang Luo as a person from the White Feather Sword Village, and felt that this matter could not be good, so he didn't do anything.

As for these three, needless to say, they are the young heroes who used the "Black Wind Village" to brush up their prestige and failed in the end.

There is basically no chance that "victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, please start over".

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the three failed young heroes had some reactions.

Two of them just looked at Tang Luo.

However, there was a man whose face gradually receded: "You...... Who is it? ”

"The poor monk's name is Xuanzang, from Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple." Tang Luo said, "Passing by here, I heard that Qingyun Village was a disaster, so I acted for the heavens and tempered those people. The three are also free. ”

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

Great Lei Yin Temple, monk? Also destroyed Qingyun Village? Really fake.

Decades ago, there was no Buddha in the world.

"The poor monk is Tang Xuanzang who does good deeds without leaving a name, and he is good at tempering all kinds of evil demons." Tang Luo said, "The three of them can help the poor monks to publicize a lot or two." ”

With a hint of a smile on his face, but this smile was a little weird in the eyes of the three people.

Whether it is the identity of the other party or this relaxed posture of Shi Shiran, it is too weird.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a righteous hero who experienced a vicious battle and destroyed Qingyun Village.

said that he did good deeds without leaving his name, but he had already put his name, oh, the law number in the newspaper, and he still wanted to publicize it more?

Could it be that the extinct Buddhism is about to start again?

No matter what the three young heroes who had been severely injured physically and mentally and had not yet recovered were thinking, Tang Luo turned around and walked out of the prison.

Back outside, Lin Qinglong had already written down a lot of things he knew.

The writing is crooked and extremely ugly.

But you can barely tell the difference.

"I'll be waiting for you below." Lin Qinglong said to Tang Luo, and simply wiped his neck with his machete.

It's not enough to put life and death out of the way.

Instead, he was afraid that this white-haired demon monk would torture him, so that he could not survive and die.