Chapter 73: Comparable to the combat power of the Great Grandmaster.

"Yi Jin Jing?"

When Lin Yun heard this, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he was surprised, this Yi Jin Sutra was so powerful, and the magic weapon of the Qi Refiner couldn't help him.

"This ...... This demon monk actually destroyed my Mixed Yuan Soul Trap! ”

The white-robed middle-aged man suddenly trembled all over, his nine-rank magic weapon was easily destroyed by this old man!

"Wind Attack Sword Technique!"

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the brown-clothed young man, and he immediately took out a cloth bag from his waist, and used all his strength to urge the sword technique.

Suddenly, inside the cloth bag, a divine sword flashing with cold light flew out like a roaring dragon in the sea, and the sharp sword qi radiated to the surroundings, stabbing straight at the heart of the old man!

"Roaring ......"

At the same time, the old man also roared, and his body was like countless beasts roaring together, just in the face of the sword that was rushing quickly, which could easily penetrate the fine iron, he waved the robe casually, and gently shook it on the sword body of the sword with the sleeve of the robe, and the flying sword was like an attack like a heavy hammer, and it was actually beaten and flew out, and by the way, a thick wall was also blasted out of a big hole.

The combat power of this old man Tuo is extraordinary, even if the brown-clothed young man and the white-robed middle-aged man are both from the Qi Refining Sect, they are far stronger than those scattered cultivators, but they have exhausted their means, and they have not been able to hurt this old man Tuo in the slightest.

"The two of you have blasphemed the golden body of the Buddha in the pure place of the Buddha, and have repeatedly killed the old monk and me, waiting for these crooked demons and evil ways, I want to destroy you on behalf of the Buddha today!"

The old man's voice was low, his eyes were fierce, and his whole body was filled with extremely heavy murderous aura, and he roared angrily at the two of them.

"Be careful!"

The white-robed middle-aged man shouted loudly at the young man in brown clothes.

"Vajra Talisman ......"

The young man in brown also immediately sensed that something was wrong, and quickly wanted to gather his hands to cast a spell, wanting to use a means of protecting himself.

But an evil figure like lightning appeared in an instant, and the old man moved instantly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the brown-clothed young man, a thin claw, reaching out and grabbing it.

"Flutter!"

There was a sound of flesh being torn apart.

The brown young man's left chest was grabbed by the old man, and a blood hole bigger than a fist was pierced, and the heart that was still moving slightly was grabbed out by the old man.

"You ......"

The young man in brown seemed to want to say something, the blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth, and the breath in his eyes instantly lost its light, leaving only fear and unwillingness, and he fell to the ground softly.

Before this brown-clothed young man came, he would never have thought that he, as a qi refiner sent by the sect, would actually die at the hands of an old demon monk who didn't know his identity!

"Zhang Xinglei!"

The white-robed middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him at this time and shouted in horror.

His body trembled even more, and the old man actually pursed his lips, and ate the human heart that had just been taken out of the body of the brown-clothed young man into his mouth in a few bites, and finally swallowed it in his stomach, as if he was eating some kind of delicious food in the world, and his face showed extremely enjoyable joy, which couldn't help but make people feel creepy.

After the old man finished eating the whole heart, the blood-red color in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Then the old man turned his gaze to Lin Yun and the white-robed middle-aged man present, looked at the two of them with a worried face, and said: "You two donors, you sins are heavy, but my Buddha is compassionate, if the two donors immediately kneel under the golden body of my Buddha and sincerely repent, they can alleviate their sins!" ”

"I'll go, what do you have to do with me, did you, an old monk, take the wrong medicine?"

Lin Yun said speechlessly.

In his heart, he felt that this old monk was indeed very powerful, and he definitely had the same strength as the great martial arts master.

But when he heard this monk ask him to kneel for no reason, this made Lin Yun feel very bored, he had been standing aside to watch the play, he had never made a move during this period, and he had not done anything to damage the old monk and the broken temple, so it was his turn to kneel!

The white-robed middle-aged man, at this time, his legs had begun to weaken, he saw this old monk take out the heart of the brown-clothed young man within one move, and finally devoured the heart of the person who took it out in a few bites, and his will to resist had already completely collapsed.

After hearing what the old monk said, he suddenly saw the opportunity to live, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Poof!

The white-robed middle-aged man knelt on the ground without thinking, and begged the old monk with a bitter face: "You...... Don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I would like to take refuge in Buddhism and become a faithful believer in Buddhism......"

At this time, in order to survive, the white-robed middle-aged man knelt on the ground and kept begging, without the arrogance of being a qi refiner.

This old monk enjoyed the wonderful pleasure of controlling the life and death of others.

But the expression on his face suddenly turned cold, his eyes stared viciously at Lin Yun who was standing in the corner, and his eyes revealed a bloody color, murderous: "This donor, don't kneel down yet?" Could it be that the benefactor does not want to alleviate his sins in front of the Buddha? ”

When Lin Yun heard the old monk's words, he couldn't help laughing, with an embarrassed face, and said disdainfully: "I don't think I have committed any crimes, even if I really have any sins, it will not be your turn to ask the old monk to ask me to kneel down and repent, and I don't disdain to believe in the Buddhas you worship, I only know that my life is up to me!" ”

This old monk's combat power is indeed unfathomable, and it is very likely that he has stepped into the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

It's just that Lin Yun has nothing to fear of him, everything in this river and lake relies on strength, not to mention that his own strength is fully capable of competing with him.

Naturally, there is no reason to kneel down and repent of the Buddha statue worshiped by this old monk, which is simply an insult to his own personality and completely unnecessary.

The white-robed middle-aged man was shocked, he had seen the terrifying power of this demon monk just now.

But the young man standing in the corner dared to refuse the old monk's request with righteous words, is it that the young people are so arrogant now? Not afraid of life and death, pretending to be forced to the end would rather die than give in?

"This young man is so powerful, he is not afraid of death, how simple it is to kneel next, why don't you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick? What about playing? ”

At this moment, he instantly admired Lin Yun in his heart.

I'm really afraid that Lin Yun will follow in the footsteps of his junior brother Zhang Xinglei, and his heart will be caught by this old bald donkey, and his death is too miserable, it really makes people dare not look at it directly!