is different from Ye Jianzang's laughter and Tang Xinci's angry scolding, although it is also a massacre, the performance of the heart-stirring master and Qu Wuyi on the other side is much more harmonious.

Although, such harmony in such an environment seems more or less weird.

Don't look at the mountain just now, the tempting master didn't say a word, he was full of the image of a monk, and the song of the Tangram Fang was also like a model for everyone's ladies, but in fact, it was ......

Ahem!

"Amitabha!

The tempting master stood with a rod in his hand, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and counted his sins: "The disciple vainly opened the precept of killing, which is really a great sin, and he will definitely fall into the hell of Abi one day, and he will not be able to transcend it in eternal life...... Good, good!"

He said that it was good, but the stick in his hand was not good at all.

In front of them, dozens of soldiers of the Wolf Tooth Army lay horizontally, and the iron armor on their bodies had been twisted like mud for children to play with......

Pinched up a ball, slammed the wall, and fell out, these wolf tooth armies are what they are.

The large, thick, straight, black-looking ring stick in his hand was made of some material, as thick as a forearm, and looked like wood, but in fact it was harder than armor made of pig iron.

With a "bang", a stick went down, and there were no scratches on the big stick, but the iron armor was dented in response, and the people inside immediately spit blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"I say you bald donkeys, you are hypocritical! what you are best at is saying one thing and doing another......

The tranquil woman beside him, Qu Wuyi, cut her two swords, and directly cut the forefoot of a giant wolf in front of her in two, and sneered without looking back: "If you are really so merciful, then stand here and let them kill it, why fight back?

"Amitabha!"

The tempting master made up for it with a stick, and whipped the cavalry on the back of the wolf back with a stick, as if he had suddenly woken up, and said solemnly: "Lord Qu is reasonable! Brave men, please show great mercy and cut off the stinky skin of the poor monk full of sin, so that the poor monk can be liberated as soon as possible and go to see the Buddha!"

As he spoke, he actually put the ring stick beside him, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and his face glowed with compassion.

Qu Wuyi was shocked: "Stinky bald donkey, what do you want to do?"

The monk was silent, with an auspicious light on his face, and let a few cold and shining horse chopping knives in front of him fall on his head, and he did not move, and he had the posture of my Buddha feeding eagles with his body!

In front of him, several wolf riders who were killed and had red eyes saw that they could not miss the opportunity, and the horse chopping knife in their hands suddenly increased a little strength, and they even used the strength to eat.

And a dozen infantry next to the giant wolf stabbed at the same time with spears!

"Then suffer death!

Seeing that the tempting master was still motionless, Qu Wuyi was horrified, and screamed in his mouth, "Stinky bald donkey, why are you crazy at this time!", the double swords in his hands danced out of a cloud of afterimages, and "brushed" to cut off more than a dozen spears.

However, her delicate twin swords could not stop the five huge swords, and they could not stop the remaining spears.

The cold light pierces the night sky!

"Monk!"

Qu Wuyi bit his silver teeth, and rushed forward desperately, directly blocking him with his body, his eyes closed, and calmly greeted those huge horse chopping knives.

"Amitabha, don't panic!"

At the last moment, in the midst of the heavy knife light, the bald young man was calm, and he stretched out his hand to protect the woman in yellow behind him.

Jinguang soared......

While!

Dangdang!

The sound of gold and iron is endless!

Five chopping knives fell on the bald head of the tempting master at the same time, and then ......

The cavalry, the infantry, all flew upside down. The broadswords, the spears, also bounced back to their masters.

The monks did not go to the Western Heavens, but these wolf tooth soldiers were overtaken to see the Buddha first.

"Golden bell jar?!"

Qu Wuyi opened his eyes and screamed in surprise and joy. When he saw the warm smile on the face of a bald head, his eyes suddenly turned red with a "swish", and his face was full of anger: "Stinky bald donkey, you dare to trick me?!"

"Amitabha! The donor's words are serious, and the monks don't talk about it, how dare the poor monks play tricks on you?"

"Then why haven't you gone to see the Buddha yet?!

"Amitabha!"

Tempting to hold a stick in one hand, but the other hand accurately held a snow-white soft wattle in the dark, and said with a smile: "There are people in the poor monk's heart, how can he afford to fly so heavy......?

"Poof!"

Her face turned red, and the woman in yellow burst into tears and smiled, and struggled with the huge strength of the undead mosquitoes, but unfortunately she didn't break free, and said angrily: "Phew......! The poor-mouthed monk is almost ...... If you think I'm serious, just say it, why bother saying it so tactfully......"

"Amitabha......! The donor is not serious, but he is ...... serious."

That's it......

The two of them, strolling in the rain, talking about love, talking about love, unspeakable love and harmony, but in the eyes of the soldiers of the Wolf Tooth Army, it is even more terrible than seeing the evil ghost Shura!

A wolf rider captain was about to lose his long knife, but he still held on, and gave an order in a trembling voice.

"All...... The whole army retreats!!"

They were soldiers of the Wind Word Battalion, but now, the centurion of the Wind Word Battalion is dead, and the Centurion is the only one left...... All died under the twin swords of the smiling woman in yellow.

There were hundreds of soldiers around him, but he was the only officer.

Although he didn't want to make a sound, according to the regulations of military discipline, he was already the highest commander on the battlefield at this time, if he didn't say anything, then what was waiting for him would be worse than death!

He doesn't want to be refined into those walking dead poisonous corpses!

I'd rather die!

So......

In order to die a happy death, the commander of ten had to give what he thought was the calmest order! In fact, even he did not know whether this was an order or a cry of despair......

The order was given, and then, he died very naturally, and I don't know if this is considered a death without regrets......

With the death of the last of the Ten, the Wolf Tooth Army began to change......

"Run!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Retreat! Retreat to the west! Go to the Water Battalion for support!"

"Quick...... Hurry up and report to Lord Motoyu...... Ahh

In the face of such a completely invincible enemy, there is only one choice that can be made in the face of the Wolf Tooth Army, and that is to be loyal to the most instinctive reaction of the body......

Escape!

You can only escape!

Those who run fast may be able to save their lives, and those who run slowly can only sit and wait for death.

In the night rain, the panic spread silently.

The blind obedience of the masses is vividly reflected at this moment, and when someone takes the lead, more people will follow, and more and more people will flee......

Some people went west, some people went north, and the wolftooth army of the Fengzi battalion became a plate of scattered sand and collapsed.

is different from Feng Mingzhuo's initial expectation of "don't fall into the encirclement", he didn't expect that the wolf tooth army of this battalion would be crushed with one blow, and after being slightly stunned, he came back to his senses.

Seeing this, they neither chased nor intercepted, but just hung behind them for a long time, unhurried, but their pace was very firm, and they went straight to the center of the Heavenly Absolute Valley.