"Boom"

If the previous battle between Pang Zhen and Bu Kill was quiet to the extreme, then now it is furious to the extreme.

The white match, the black spears poured wantonly, even the black ring with the special formation laid down seemed to be a little unable to withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two, and the transparent light film was even more destroyed and ravaged to an extremely tragic point, as if it would be completely shattered in the next second.

The battle between the two was simply beyond everyone's expectations, if Pang Zhen of the War Demon Sect was still reasonable, then the appearance of not killing was completely scaring some uninformed people stupid.

Nima, this is still a monk, even the legendary angry eye King Kong would not be so crazy

With the appearance of not killing now, changing clothes, saying that he is a real person in the Demon Gate will not make people feel that there is anything wrong.

"Three Ways of War Demons"

Pang Zhen suddenly shouted, and the demonic qi on his body became thicker and thicker, which also made him look more and more vast and unfathomable.

"Give Me Death"

"Boom"

The black tip of the spear exuded an aura of destruction, like lightning and thunder, and like a comet coming to the world, stabbing straight at the more and more insane Immortal.

"Ding"

Without killing and swinging the knife, the tip of the spear with the breath of destroying everything was blocked by the seemingly ordinary ring knife, and then, the back of the knife shook, and the magic spear was swung to the side again.

With the fermentation of the battle, the aura of war demons on Pang Zhen's body began to rise steadily, although it was separated by a layer of light, it still made many True Monarch powerhouses secretly frightened, and even the princes who had always regarded themselves very highly in the academy couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

Although he didn't keep exploding like Pang Zhen, he didn't dare to underestimate him, including the true demon Pang Zhen who fought with him.

If the eyes of the non-killing were only a little red at first, until now. He had almost completely turned into blood, and in the same way, countless scarlet energies began to condense and nurture around him.

Seeing this scene, the first Liuhe mage sitting under the Great Dream God Monarch couldn't help but shake his head, attracting the eyes of others frequently.

"Kill"

This is the first pronunciation of the monk since he came to power. But it is this word "kill" that has made countless people fall into hell like a sea of blood.

"Boom"

This knife is no longer a white one, but a blood-red sword, and the extremely gorgeous color is like a dream, slashing at Pang Zhen.

In the face of this knife that seemed to be able to split the sky, for the first time, the war demon Pang Zhen no longer kept attacking, and then attacked. Instead, he turned the magic spear in his hand sideways and took a defensive posture.

"Bang"

The war demons who defended with all their might were also terrifying, even if the black ring under their feet had been completely torn apart, the blood-colored sword was still resisted.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, the murderous aura around him immediately spurted more and more like a spring, almost turning into substance.

At this moment, there is no trace of Buddha nature left in the body of Bu Kill, not so much that he is a monk. It's more accurate to say that a blood sea Shura is coming.

I thought that if I didn't kill, I would rush over immediately. Who knows, the pace of not killing suddenly stopped.

At this moment, in the depths of the blood-red pupils of the Crazy Kill, countless figures and the picture quickly flashed out.

Cangbei County is the northernmost county of Cangzhou, with nearly 200,000 miles in length and width. Run through by a Cangjiang River, unlike Cangnan County, which is close to the Qiyun Mountains and is mostly barren mountains and mountains, the scenery of Cangbei County is probably a water town in the south of the Yangtze River in the world next to the mountains and rivers.

A tranquil ancient temple is located in the middle of an unknown mountain. At the foot of the mountain is a market town with a population of about a few thousand.

The population of the ancient temple is not large, there are dozens of people in total, and the monks in the temple usually live on the incense money of some good men and women under the mountain in addition to planting some crops for a living.

Zen Master Jizhen is the presiding officer of Guangren Temple, and in addition to the profound Buddhism, he also knows superb medical skills.

Usually, the people in the market town under the mountain have incurable diseases that are difficult to treat in ordinary hospitals, and they have to go up the mountain to ask Jizhen Zen Master to help, and at this time, Jizhen Zen Master will not refuse, and most of them will help solve it.

In the long run, the prestige of Zen Master Jizhen in the nearby market towns and villages has always been quite high, and even with it, the incense in the temple has also been a lot stronger.

Early one morning, Zen Master Jizhen, who was doing morning classes in the temple, was suddenly startled by the monks in the temple, and walked out of the meditation room to see that dozens of monks in the temple had gathered together.

However, it turned out that the monks who were cleaning the temple in the morning overheard the cry of a baby, and when they opened the door of the temple, they saw that there was a basket containing a baby outside the door.

Seeing this baby, Ji Zhen didn't know what was going on, thinking that he was abandoned by his parents.

Jizhen picked up the baby from the basket, and it was strange to say that the baby boy, who had been crying non-stop, suddenly stopped crying, but looked at Zen Master Jizhen with a curious face.

Zen Master Jizhen hugged the baby and laughed, and the baby also laughed, "Okay, if you enter my door, you will be called Huikong in the future."

Time passed little by little, and soon, the little monk Huikong grew to the age of twelve, because he was a disciple of Jizhen Zen Master, Huikong also had a lot of fame in the nearby market town.

Once, the Zen master took Huikong out to practice, but unexpectedly, on the way, he met a father and daughter who were chased and killed by gangsters.

Seeing this, Zen Master Jizhen naturally did not sit idly by, and rescued the father and daughter.

The little monk Huikong, who encountered this situation for the first time, said that it was false if he was not nervous, but it was the father and daughter who were chased and killed by gangsters, but they seemed quite calm.

Afterwards, the little girl in red kept comforting the little monk Huikong, and that day, Huikong felt embarrassed.

Back in the temple, Zen Master Jizhen, who had been letting Huikong chant scriptures and practice Buddhism, actually taught Huikong a set of knife techniques called the Compassion Knife for the first time, and Huikong also had one more homework in his daily homework.

Whenever the sun just rose, Huikong would practice the set of sword techniques given to him by his master, and today, naturally, was no exception.

"Little monk, your knife is too soft, can you beat others?"

Huikong looked up and met a girl dressed in red, the girl's name was Hong Xing, the daughter of the father and daughter that Master rescued that day.

Hongxing's father seems to be a scholar, and after being rescued by Zen Master Jizhen, he settled in the market town up and down, and made a living by teaching children to read and write.

And the girl Hongxing usually likes to run to Guangren Temple, and when she comes and goes, Hongxing and Huikong become good friends.

"I don't know, this is what Master taught me, I should be able to win"

The little monk Huikong, who was not good at words, had no choice but to touch his bare head in the face of the girl's ridicule.

"Little monk, don't practice, let's go play" Suddenly, Hong Xing's voice changed, and she said a little slyly.

"This" Faced with the temptation of Hongxing, Huikong was a little moved, but the master's explanation made him dare not move.

"Don't do this and that, come with me" said Hongxing, pulling Huikong's sleeve and wanting to drag him out.

"Don't don't, I'll go by myself, Hongxing, let go of me"

"Good"

Hearing this, Hongxing let go of Huikong, and said with an expression on her face that counts as if you knew each other.

When Huikong, who was full of anxiety, followed Hongxing to the outside of the temple, suddenly, an old figure appeared behind them.

"This kid" Zen Master Jizhen stroked his beard, his face was angry and pleased. To be continued