After a moment of silence, the hooked nose asked again: "This master, what do you think of the old man's mention?" As long as you hand over the old and the young, the two of us will turn around and leave, and we will never embarrass your Dakong Temple! ”

At this time, Master Huiming on the side suddenly stood up, slammed the steel Zen staff in his hand to the ground, and said indignantly: "You are so shameless, what you said is good, don't you just look at me Uncle Fan is here, I can't beat it, so I licked my face and let us hand over people, let's tell you the truth, there must be no people, they have been gone for almost a month, even if there is, I won't tell you two thieves somewhere, you still die of this heart!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Master Huikong stood up again, erected with one hand, pronounced a Buddha trumpet, and said in a deep voice: "God has the virtue of good life, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, today you drove a hundred beasts to besiege my Dakong Temple, causing so many innocent beings to be ruined, and also killed many monks in my Dakong Temple, just to avenge their own personal vendettas, your life is life, is it not the life of these monks of my Dakong Temple?" Not to mention the question of whether to hand over or not to hand over people, if you kill these people in my Dakong Temple today, you must also give an explanation, otherwise, don't think of stepping out of this Dakong Temple for half a step! ”

The hooked nose let out a sneer, his eyes were gloomy and fierce, and he said in a strange manner: "So, we have no room for negotiation?" ”

"Hehe...... Master Fan suddenly laughed, and said unhurriedly: "It's okay to discuss, but it's just ......"

As he spoke, Master Fan's eyes were aimed at the huge vulture on the hooked shoulder, smashed his mouth twice, and said: "It's better to leave that vulture to Lao Ke as a drink, and then Lao Ke will break one of your legs separately, and our grievances will be written off, after all, Lao Ge is a monk, don't kill, leave you a dog's life, what do you think?" ”

"You!" The hooked nose and angry eyes widened, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly grew.

"Your uncle's legs!" Master Lifan's eyes also widened, and he said loudly to the great monks behind him: "Little guys, follow the old man, don't embarrass the old man, beat them up for me!" ”

As he spoke, Master Fan paused, and punched the hooked nose.

The hooked nose of the eagle was also on guard, and at the moment when Master Fan's figure rose from the ground, he took two steps back, stretched out his hand and patted the vulture's body lightly, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

Before the words fell, the vulture demon who had been enduring for a long time immediately jumped up from the hooked shoulder, let out a sharp roar, stretched out its huge wings, stretched out a pair of sharp claws, and pounced towards Master Fan.

As soon as the vulture demon stretched out its wings with a wide pair of feet, it suddenly set off a gust of wind, blowing the beast corpses on the ground into a ball, blowing the bodies of the Buddhist disciples behind Master Fan, and the pile of beast corpses slammed into Master Fan.

Master Fan is a Dharma, how can he be afraid of this kind of carving insect skills, he clenched his fists at the moment, his hands shook, and a tattered monk's robe instantly swelled, and a cloud of wind emanated from his body, full of energy, and bounced back the beast corpse that was about to hit him.