"Congratulations to the qualified one for killing Gu Mozhi, and the task is twenty-five percent complete" Hearing the cold prompt sound of the 'Evil God System', the corners of Lu Renjia's mouth drew a smug smile.

Watching the corpse of Hatama Zhi slowly fall, the destroyed and unrecognizable Daxiong Treasure Hall of Tianlong Temple fell into an eerie tranquility. In the hearts of the monks of the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, the invincible Dalun Ming King Gu Mozhi who is invincible in the Western Regions is like a god, but who would have thought that the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, who once overwhelmed the Western Regions and was famous in the West, would sink into the sand in the small country of Dali? And the man known as the 'Sword God' only used three swords to kill the Great Wheel King, Hatama Chi.

Also in shock were a series of Duan descendants such as Master Kurong. These descendants of the Duan family, who have lived under the glory of "Six Veins Divine Sword" since childhood, have now seen a swordsmanship that is even more strange and more powerful than "Six Veins Divine Sword". The pride of yesteryear suddenly became insignificant.

I saw that after killing Gu Mozhi, Lu Renjia put his sword into the sheath, ignored everyone's stunned gaze, slowly walked towards Gu Mozhi's corpse, squatted down and stretched out his hand to grope in Gu Mozhi's arms. When Lu Renjia took out a parchment roll and a brocade painting as thin as a cicada's wings from Gu Mozhi's arms, the corners of his mouth outlined a smug smile, and he secretly said in his heart, "As I guessed, this guy Gu Mozhi does have the secret of "Little Wuxianggong", but I didn't expect this guy to bring the knife score of "Flame Knife" on his body, which happened to be cheap for me!" ”

In the eyes of everyone's dementia, such a strong man as 'Zhuo Bufan' actually did the act of killing people and touching corpses after killing Gu Mozhi. Even with this 'Zhuo Bufan', he also bagged the three Shaolin fingering techniques that Gu Mozhi used to exchange for the "Six Veins Divine Sword" of Dali Tianlong Temple.

"Wow great hosts. The soul of Gu Mozhi, a first-class late-stage martial artist, is equivalent to a hundred ordinary people, and there are still 965 souls missing. People can advance to the maturity stage, and you can also see the eye-catching 36D master, you can take a look. How cost-effective is it to harvest souls for others, and still kill people and explode treasures? Simply even the bald donkey in the Tianlong Temple also snatched the "Six Veins Divine Sword", the black-bellied Xiao Yu shouted.

With white eyes and the cheering appearance of the purple-eyed girl in his mind, Lu Renjia scolded with a smile, "Did you make a bald donkey in Tianlong Temple?" Killing Gu Mozhi is equivalent to giving Tubo a big mouth, if you grab the "Six Veins Divine Sword" again and kill the bald donkey in Tianlong Temple, my little Black Flag Alliance can't stand such a toss Besides, the "Northern Shengong" obtained from Lang Huan's blessed land is a Xibei goods tampered with by Li Qiushui's old slut, and it is estimated that the volume of "Little Wuxianggong" obtained from Gu Mozhi was also manipulated by Li Qiushui. As for these three fingerings, they were obtained by Gu Mozhi from Murong Bo, and they must be incomplete goods."

Glancing at the monks in the hall who were affected by the sword and the sword and couldn't afford to be injured, Lu Renjia said to Xiao You, "Is there still 965 souls left?" These subordinates of Gu Mozhi are at least second-rate martial artists. If it's not enough, then killing all the Shennong Gang is estimated to be about the same."

"Okay, okay, master, do it quickly, the dynamic, shocking and eye-catching 36D is waiting for you," Xiao You urged.

Pulling out the 'Soul Devouring Sword' that was included in the scabbard, Lu Renjia casually waved his hand at the monks who were seriously injured after being affected by the sword and the sword. Several black swords resembled the scythes of death, in the frightened eyes of those monks who were injured and fell to the ground and could not move. The black sword light instantly pierced through their bodies.

Seeing that 'Zhuo Bufan' didn't even let go of those monks who were injured and fell to the ground and couldn't move, Duan Yu didn't know where he got the courage, and he actually shouted loudly: "Zhuo Meng's main sword has mercy, these monks have already been seriously injured, and they can't pose the slightest threat to you, why don't you let go of these innocent people."

Lu Renjia, who was holding the 'Soul Devouring Sword' and was about to continue harvesting souls, was stunned. He turned his head indifferently and looked at Duan Yu, the handsome emperor Sun Guixuan, with a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

After being interrupted by Duan Yu. The beating progress bar also stopped, and the annoyed Xiao Yu began to go crazy. shouted: "Great master, you won't be captured by Duan Yu's strange mouth cannon, right?" You are a qualified person of the 'Evil God System', a good person does not live long, and the scourge lives for a thousand years, don't be bewitched by Duan Yu, a strange person who can even let go of the enemy who killed his mother."

"Listen to you. It's really like things to gather people in groups, Xiao Feng, the girlfriend killer, can even resist the temptation of his sister-in-law, not to mention, even after becoming the king of the Southern Courtyard of Liao, he didn't even accept a wife and concubine, and it is estimated that he will be the director of a virtual bamboo until death, not to mention, as the second generation of officials, he has received the orthodox education of Shaolin Temple's rules and precepts since he was a child, but he is such a Shaolin disciple with good roots, but he has committed all the rules and precepts all over again, and at the end of the day, he has become the speaker of the women's organization of the Vulture Palace, no wonder the three of them can marry Jinlan." Lu Renjia complained secretly.

As soon as Duan Yu opened his mouth, not to mention Duan Zhengming, even Master Kurong, the person with the highest cultivation in the Duan clan, secretly sweated.

After Duan Zhengming had seen the martial arts of 'Zhuo Bufan' and Gu Mozhi, the little bit of imperial dignity that he had held in the past had already been thrown out of the clouds, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Duan Yu behind him, and said with a wry smile: "Lord Zhuo is a lot, my nephew is not even more abrupt, don't be surprised by Lord Zhuo League."

How do you know that Duan Yu said with a righteous tone: "How can Uncle Huang say that? Even if that Gu Mozhi has bad intentions towards my Duan's "Six Veins Divine Sword", but when people die like lights go out, all grievances will disappear, and those monks have long been unable to move, what is the difference between them and those who have no power to restrain the chicken? Slaughtering these unarmed people will inevitably damage the prestige of the Zhuo League Lord, as the so-called saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, please be merciful to the Zhuo League Lord and let these monks go."

Listening to Duan Yu's righteous and well-founded words, Lu Renjia, who couldn't help it, laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, it damages my prestige?" My prestige is forged by the slaughtering sect of those who kill all the subordinates! My sword method is called "Killing Sword", how can it be called the name of killing sword without killing? Do you want me to be like you Dali Duan, and enshrine the "Six Veins Divine Sword" high in the temple, burn incense and worship the Buddha all day long? If I had just stood by and watched or joined forces with Hatomachi, do you think Hatomochi would let go of the people in this Tianlong Temple? ”

Realistic and direct questions, Duan Yu, who was not deeply involved in the world, was speechless. Jianghu is a place where strength is respected, when Master Kurong, a high-ranking monk from an imperial family, saw 'Zhuo Bufan' unscrupulously criticizing the ancestors of the Duan family. He could only smile bitterly, folded his hands and sighed, "Amitabha Buddha is good, good at killing a person as a thief." Killing thousands of people is the hero, killing 10,000 people is the hero of the heroes, Zhuo Alliance Lord is worthy of the name of the sword god, but this killing is probably not the right way. The master of the Zhuo League has great wisdom in swordsmanship, and he has great wisdom, I am afraid that he also knows that the killing karma is too heavy, and it is not conducive to the entry of martial arts.

Hearing Master Ku Rong's seemingly well-intentioned preaching, Lu Renjia smiled disdainfully and raised the 'Soul Devouring Sword' in his hand to point at Master Ku Rong with his hands folded, this scene made Duan Zhengming, the descendants of the Duan clan, raise their hearts to their throats, just now this Zhuo Alliance Master with peerless swordsmanship did not agree with each other and made a move on Gu Mozhi.

"Old monk, do you think that if you and I put it right, you can take a few swords from me?" Lu Renjia asked contemptuously.

"Amitabha Buddha Zhuo League's main swordsmanship is through the gods, and the old monk is a little bit of cultivation. I'm afraid that even the Zhuo Alliance Master's 'Killing Sword Eight' won't be able to take it," Master Kurong said unabashedly.

"It's a little self-aware, regardless of his righteous and evil ways, as long as I can let me kill the enemy, you can recite the scriptures excessively. If I don't kill people, how can you have a chance to surpass the soul? As he spoke, Lu Renjia picked up his sword and walked towards the other monks who were seriously injured and unable to move.

Seeing 'Zhuo Bufan' so unscrupulously killing those monks who couldn't resist, Duan Yu, who wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, was glared at sternly by Duan Zhengming.

As if deliberately, Lu Renjia paced in front of those monks in the solemn and luxurious Daxiong Treasure Hall of Tianlong Temple, and stabbed the other party to death with a sword.

'Zhuo Bufan Buddha will not let you go if he is a ghost...'

"The thief surnamed Zhuo, I will never die with you in the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple..."

'Zhuo Bufan, you can't die well....'

'Zhuo Bufan, my uncle is the prime minister of Tibet, you dare to kill me. I'm a Tibetan army...'

'Uncle Zhuo, please don't kill me, the little monk is willing to make you a cow and a horse....'

Cursing, begging, and begging for mercy seemed to be so pale, and at this moment, the screams of those monks before they died echoed in this hall. The reason why people are not afraid of death is because they do not know when death will come to their heads. When you really face death, fame, fortune, wealth and glory become so pale.

If you talk about the battle between 'Zhuo Bufan' and Hatomo just now. Let Duan Yu, a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, see a peerless martial artist who can defy the imperial power, then at this time, the bloody means of 'Zhuo Bufan'. But it made the kind-hearted Duan Yu vomit. The screams of those monks made Duan Yu's face pale and drenched in cold sweat.

When Lu Renjia killed the last monk, Xiao You's resentful voice came from his mind. "Ouch... There are still 275 souls left to advance, what a pity, great master. It seems that you can only be diligent, and you can only see the dynamic 36D after killing the Shennong Gang."

"Okay, I really don't know what kind of sins I created in my previous life, so I will hatch you, a life-urging ghost" Lu Renjia complained, didn't look at the people of Tianlong Temple, and walked out by himself.

Looking at the back of 'Zhuo Bufan' leaving, Duan Zhengming, who was relieved, swallowed his saliva, and as for the matter of winning over the other party to make him a prince with a different surname, it was deliberately forgotten by Duan Zhengming. If this evil star is really named the king of Zhenbei in Dali, I am afraid that the country of the Duan clan of Dali will be different.

Glancing at Duan Yu, who was still vomiting, Duan Zhengming sighed, and his bones were dry, even if it was the emperor of the Duan family, he didn't know how many bones were piled up. The kind-hearted Duan Yu doesn't seem to have the indifference and ruthlessness of an emperor at all.

Stretching out his palm against Duan Yu's vest, Duan Zhengming instilled an internal force in the past, and Duan Yu, who vomited and turned pale, felt better. "Yu'er is the most ruthless emperor, and you can only be a king of the city at most. Alas... That Zhuo Bufan is a moody person, and he wantonly treats human life like a mustard, and remember, when you see this person in the future, you must not be guilty" (To be continued. )

PS: Clean the old house in the morning, take my father to remove the stitches in the afternoon, the only child after the 80s, two people form a family, there are four old, there are two young, this year of the sheep is really interesting, the two old people in the family have undergone surgery, Sanyang Kaitai or Jitai, come on, everything will pass