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As for leaving Luoyang, the killer of Lingyun Hall is the jackal dog that all the people in the rivers and lakes despise.

Unscrupulous and ruthless.

Bairen Mountain lowered his head, and after Duan Kun killed the five guards, he stopped moving and looked at Bairen Mountain deeply.

There is a reason why Bairenshan lowered his head, he had been to Lingyun Palace, and he had also seen the killer of Lingyun Palace, and the swordsman in this killer, the first person to use a knife among the thousands of killers in Lingyun Palace, he had naturally seen it.

And Bairenshan has not only seen him once, in addition to seeing him once, he has also seen him once in the bazaar of Luoyang City, compared to the unsmiling face like a zombie in the Lingyun Palace, Duan Kun looks like a clumsy middle-aged man in the downtown area.

With a stiff smile on his face, he looked at the prosperous scene of Luoyang City harmoniously, and used the candy candied fruit that he bought to give to the children who had just returned from the official school.

At that time, Duan Kun, no one could connect him with a killer who killed people without blinking an eye and was famous for his murder.

Duan Kun's next masked towel, his face was pale like a zombie, he had always had this face, only this time, there was no stiff, squeezed out smile.

Duan Kun didn't seem to recognize Bairen Mountain at all, he just glanced at him deeply, and then said in that hoarse voice.

"Do it."

The words of the two words are the action instructions of the rest of the killers, and the black shadows are like streams of black mist, scurrying in the beauty building, killing all the living people, and with the presumptuous chanting of the dream monk and Wancang Hai in unison, the golden true qi of Shaolin Temple and the blue true qi of Haijiao Pavilion encompass this pavilion.

Behind the monk of the dream relic, there seems to be a golden true qi at a glance, the phantom shadows of countless arms loom in the golden light, and the sound of Sanskrit sound is endless, as if this place of fireworks like the golden cave of ecstasy has become the hall of Buddhism, as if there are countless monks muttering scriptures.

The phantom shadows of countless arms were like condensing the magic seal, and hundreds of swastikas floated in this pavilion, and then these swastikas were combined together to form a huge swastika, and this huge swastika seal fell straight into the body of the dream relic monk, and his body began to grow larger, breaking through the monk's robe, and finally grew into a golden giant three feet high, and four golden true qi arms grew on the body.

The golden body of the King of the Immovable Ming Dynasty

One of the core martial arts of Shaolin Temple, the golden body of the King of Fudo Ming, this golden body is divided into three realms, namely two arms, four arms, and six arms, and although the monk of the dream is not rough, this martial arts has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

The monk of the dream relict recited the Sanskrit sound of Buddhism, and his huge golden body was like a god and Buddha falling from the sky, rushing straight towards the impermanence knife Duan Kun, and at this time, Wancang Sea also had a tacit understanding of the waves of the immeasurable true qi of the sea, and a semicircular true qi cover was firmly covered in place, sealing the actions of those killers who wanted to rush into the various rooms of the beauty building.

The monk of Mengyi beat Duan Kun, and Wan Canghai beat the rest of the killers, with a clear division of labor.

This is not to say that Monk Mengyi found an easy job and only fought with one person, but Duan Kun is not something that Wan Canghai can fight against at all, and Monk Mengyi used his own kung fu to press the bottom of the box as soon as he came up, just because Duan Kun is a real master.

A swordsman who surpasses a first-class master, Duan Kun.

The Dream Relic Monk under Fa Xiangjin was almost invulnerable, but Duan Kun was a man who was in the air, and the long knife in his hand was like a flash of lightning under the night sky, slashing straight at the head of the Dream Relic Monk from top to bottom.

The Dream Relic Monk used a speed that was completely inconsistent with this huge body, and with a twist of his head, Duan Kun's long knife only slashed at his shoulder, and the huge golden shoulder was directly split with a huge wound, and even almost removed the Dream Relic Monk's arm.

The monk of Mengyi took a step back, and the golden blood slowly flowed out along the wound, and then slowly flowed back, and after a few breaths, the shoulder was healed in the golden blood again.

Immovable Ming Wang's golden body, the stronger the true qi, the stronger this golden body, extremely powerful, and invulnerable, even if the golden body is injured, it will quickly recover in the golden blood turned into this true qi.

Monk Mengyi knew very well that his defense was papery in front of this impermanence knife, and the gap between the realm above the first-class and the first-class was a world apart, and if he wanted to contain Duan Kun, he could only delay first.

Duan Kun's figure was like a ghost, cutting back and forth around the dream monk of the three-zhang giant, and under the operation of the true qi, the black true qi covered the snowy blade, and extended a few feet, this long knife looked like it had doubled.

After a few fights, even if the Dream Relic Monk tried his best to avoid the vital point and dodge as much as possible, every time Duan Kun crossed over, he would always leave a few deep wounds to the Dream Relic Monk.

The old wound has not healed yet, and the new wound has regenerated, and the monk of Mengyi came to the vicinity of Bairen Mountain aggrievedly, thinking to himself, why didn't this Baizhi do anything about Duan Kun's goods?

As soon as the Mengyi monk got to the vicinity of the Bairen Mountain, Duan Kun stopped the offensive, and the Mengyi monk was happy, it seems that the deterrence of the Bairen manager behind him is still very high, and he didn't dare to move if he didn't see such a murderer.

Bairenshan psychology is called a grievance, he would have wanted to run away secretly for a long time, if it weren't for Wan Canghai covering this place with his true qi, he would have run away secretly, what are you still doing in this place, partying with old friends?

Duan Kun looked at the Hundred People Mountain, shook off the long knife stained with golden blood, and the black true qi gradually retracted, after doing all this, he said slowly.

"Mr. Bai......"

Bairen Mountain sat on the rattan chair and stood up, he knew that the title Duan Kun said was not the hundred of Bai Xiaosheng, but the hundred of Bairen Mountain.

"Don't come unharmed, Sect Leader Duan."

Bairenshan looked at Duan Kun, who was silent, and then said: "What kind of reason will make you people make a move to send them to death, there are nearly 100,000 martial artists in Yangzhou now, and there are only so many people in Lingyun Palace?" ”

Bairenshan is not afraid that Duan Kun will say something about himself in Luoyang, but it is a big deal to say that this is Lingyun Palace's plan to sow discord, what he cares about is one thing, that is, why did this group of people come to Yangzhou like death?

Yangzhou now don't talk about a Lingyun Palace, even ten Lingyun Palaces can't be beaten, and the herringbone of the Bairen Mountain can clearly perceive the people within a radius of ten kilometers, and in addition to here, there are many Lingyun Hall killers who are constantly walking, passing by, and killing.

There are so many people, except for the Lingyun Palace, there is no other explanation.

Duan Kun smiled wordlessly, that stiff smile looked terrifying, and then with a wave of the long knife in Duan Kun's hand, the burst of black true qi pierced through the blue true qi wall that Wancang Haicang had stopped the rest of the killers.

Those killers paid no attention to Duan Kun, who was still in place, and rushed into the various rooms of this pavilion like locusts, screaming and killing endlessly.

Duan Kun didn't speak again, and he didn't say that the person in front of him with the pseudonym Bai Xiaosheng was the Bairen Mountain that was rumored to be dedicated to the three strategies of heaven, earth and man in Luoyang. He didn't stop, but left in one fell swoop.

His task is to kill people, but the main task is to kill as many people as possible, kill a dream relic, kill a Wan Canghai, and give him a few minutes is enough, but these few minutes are enough for him to kill dozens of people below the second rate, or kill hundreds of ordinary people who have no real qi.

The Dream Relic Monk wanted to keep Duan Kun, but the golden palm print was dodged by Duan Kun and hit in the air, and Duan Kun disappeared here.

As Duan Kun left, those killers also broke out of the windows of the room and ran in various directions, leaving only the blood of those who were killed flowing out of the room.

The three people present looked puzzled, what was the killer of Lingyun Hall doing this? Use a Duan Kun to contain the Mengyi monk and Wan Canghai, and then just to kill these prostitutes and Qinglou women?

No one knew that the dragon vein mound far away in Luoyang had closed the formation again, so that the souls of these dead people stayed in place not far away, and in the direction of eight hundred miles west of Yangzhou City, a person who buried himself in the ground suddenly broke out of the ground, covered in sludge, and his green eyes stared at the direction of Yangzhou.