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There was a shouting and scolding from the inn, it was a majestic male voice, with a long breath, not like an ordinary mortal!

And the other appeared weak and weak, apparently an ordinary mortal!

Wang Xinran and Jingtong both had a hint of surprise on their faces, they looked at each other, and then walked quickly into the inn!

This inn is very large, but after Wang Xinran and the others walked into it, they found that the ground was in a mess, many tables and chairs had been damaged, and they were thrown on the ground indiscriminately, and there were intermittent blood stains on the ground!

Looking up, a group of people gathered together, curious about what to watch, in the center of the encirclement are several red-clothed monks, they are strong, full of oil, one of the monks put a teenager in his hand, the young man has dark skin, his head is weakly tilted to the side, and he can't see it!

And an old man with the same dark skin knelt on the side, constantly kowtowing to several red-clothed people, begging for their forgiveness!

"Master forgiveness, we know that we are wrong, this child is young and ignorant, and I hope that the master will let him go once!" The black-skinned old man begged for the young man's red suit!

And the red-clothed man had a hideous face, he shook the young man in his hand, and said arrogantly, "Didn't you kid ask the old man for money?" Keep it up! The old man came to eat with you, it was to give you face, and he brought the Buddha's light in, and you didn't give the old man money, but he was already merciful! ”

The dark-skinned boy almost lost his breath, he struggled to raise his eyelids, and spat out "Phew!" Thief bald donkey, what are you worthy of being a master...... Then the bald donkey! ”

"Look for death! The old man has overtaken you for the Buddha! The red clothes were furious, and he raised his hand and slapped it on the top of the young man's head!

"Master, don't!" The swarthy old man howled miserably and greeted the red-clothed monk's big palm, wanting to protect the young man!

But the red-clothed monk not only did not stop, but a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, and the strength in his hand secretly increased by seven points!

Bang......! With a loud bang, a piece of blood flew out, the eyes of the young man and the old man were closed, and the old man hugged the young man tightly, trembling constantly.

However, the red-clothed monk had a pale face, his mouth was wide open, and his raised palm had disappeared, leaving only a severed arm, the incision was extremely shiny, and the bone stubble was still glowing!

"Ahh Yes......! "The red-clothed monk kept howling, and several of his companions were shocked, some of them mended the wounds of the red-clothed monk, and some looked around, trying to find the person who had just made the move!

"Who is it! Who dares to do a black hand to my senior brother and stand up for the old man! ”

"Don't you want to live anymore? Even the people of the Blood Buddha Temple dare to move, do they want to die? ”

"Senior brother, who injured you just now, find him out, and we will avenge you!" Several red-clothed monks kept shouting angrily, their attitudes were arrogant, and they claimed to be from the Blood Buddha Temple!

Jingtong smiled on the side, it was Wang Xinran who made a move, but Wang Xinran's movements were too fast, he shot in an instant, and returned to Jingtong's side before everyone reacted, and no one noticed!

"Big brother, there is such a person in the Buddha's 'gate', which makes you laugh!" Jingtong saluted Wang Xinran and said with a smile!

Wang Xinran smiled and shook his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the few red-clothed people, and said coldly, "It's okay, there are not a few scumbags there, the Buddha's 'door' crosses the vulgar evil people, naturally there are vulgar evil, it's not a big deal!" ”

The two of them spoke very loudly, and they had no scruples at all, they helped up a table, Jingtong poured a cup of tea for Wang Xinran, and the two of them did it with a big grin!

The faces of several red-clothed monks instantly darkened, but they didn't move, Wang Xinran and Jingtong behaved too casually, which made them suspicious, afraid that they would meet a master who they couldn't provoke!

"Senior brother, no matter who did it just now and slaughtered these two people, they didn't die because of us, but because of the shrunken turtle!" A red-clothed man said with a 'gloomy' smile!

The red-clothed monk with the broken arm was covered in cold sweat, and several of his junior disciples smeared a spiritual 'medicine' for him to alleviate his injuries, only to see him grit his teeth, nodded, and said to the old man and the young man, "Don't blame me, blame the person who made the shot!" He killed you! With that, he nodded to his junior brothers and motioned for them to cut off the young and the old.

This time they learned wisely, a red-clothed monk shot at the young man and the old man, and the two others scanned the surroundings vigilantly to prevent anyone from sneaking up again!

"I heard it just now, if you want to blame it, blame the person who hurt my senior brother!" The red-clothed monk's junior brother sneered, and he raised his hand and slapped at the young man and the old man!

Burst......!

"Ah......h There was another scream, this time the young man and the old man were still fine, they were drenched in blood, and the red-clothed monk who shot rolled to the ground in pain, this time his hands were gone, and he was still cut from his wrist, and the incision was as smooth as ever!

"Shhh This time several red-clothed monks were shocked, if the red-clothed monk was cut off his palms once, it was because of the other party's sneak attack and a few people were defenseless, then this time it was too terrifying, a few people watched their own people have their hands cut off, they didn't notice it at all, as if this person's hands naturally flew out!

"Smack! Syllable! ……！ Jingtong is not afraid of big things, he high-fived and smiled, this time it was naturally Wang Xinran, Wang Xin didn't even have the spiritual power of his face, just the pure 'flesh' body power, and quickly cut off the palms of the red-clothed monk!

"Low-key, low-key!" Wang Xinran smiled slightly, he took a sip of tea, and said to Jingtong!

The red-clothed monks were all red-eyed, they gathered together, looked at Wang Xinran and Jingtong viciously, and said coldly, "It's you, you dare to do something to the people of my Blood Buddha Temple, aren't you afraid of being punished by the Buddha Master?" ”

"You are also worthy of talking about the Buddha, Amitabha!" Jingtong stood up, his ragged clothes were scattered, and he looked crazy, but at this time, he chanted Amitabha Buddha for a long time, but he looked more like a Buddhist disciple than the red-clothed monk!

"Who the hell are you?" The red-clothed monks are cautious, their arrogance is only aimed at mortals, and Wang Xinran and Jingtong are obviously not like mortals, which makes them jealous!

"It has nothing to do with you who we are, I can leave here, I can not blame the past!" Wang Xinran is very domineering, he doesn't want to be dragged with a few people, this is just a few little minions, even if they are all killed, there is no point!

But several red-clothed monks didn't think so, they thought that Wang Xinran was afraid, although he said fiercely, he was just 'stiff'!

Wang Xinran's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he slowly stood up and walked towards several red-clothed monks, Wang Xinran's momentum was amazing, although he hadn't made a move yet, but several people couldn't help but retreat!

Just when Wang Xinran almost collided with them, Wang Xinran suddenly disappeared and appeared behind them, Wang Xinran helped the young man and the old man!

He sent out a stream of spiritual power into the young man's body, the young man's current situation is very unoptimistic, the organs in his body are almost exhausted, and the red-clothed monk is actually using some evil magic to absorb the vitality in the young man's body!

Wang Xinran immediately took out a bottle of fairy spring, poured it into the young man, and then 'handed over' the young man to the old man, and said, "Take good care of him, there should be no problem in recuperating for a few days!" ”

The old man was already stunned, he listened to Wang Xinran's words, nodded blankly, Wang Xinran turned around and was about to deal with a few red-clothed monks, but at this time, the old man grabbed the corner of Wang Xinran's clothes!

"Immortals, don't ......! They are the people of the Blood Buddha Temple, ruling the nearby territory of 37,000 miles, if you offend them, the Blood Buddha Ancestor will not let you go! The old man said to Wang Xinran with tears in his eyes, afraid that Wang Xinran would provoke the Blood Buddha Temple because of himself!

"Don't worry, I'm measured!" Wang Xinran patted the old man's hand and said slowly!

At this time, Jingtong also stood up, he glanced at a few people, and said slowly, "Blood Buddha Temple, it's really unheard of, there are eight thousand three hundred temples in the Western Earth Region, and there is no such one!" ”

"What do you know, my Blood Buddha Temple has only been established for a short time, and I haven't had time to go through the registration of Leiyin Temple, but my Blood Buddha Ancestor is a first-class Buddha, you provoke us today, and let you all become blood food in the future!" Several red-clothed monks talked about the Blood Buddha Temple, with a proud face, and warned Wang Xinran and Jingtong not to provoke them!

"Jingtong, how big of a domain do you dominate in the Kuzen Temple!?" Wang Xinran stood with his hands behind his back and asked slowly!

Jingtong smiled, he thought for a moment, and then said, "It's not big, including the entire dry Zen desert, a total of 314,000 miles!" ”

"Shhh Everyone present gasped, the regions of the Western Earth Region are all governed by different Buddhist temples, but this kind of leadership is also divided by classes, and the Buddhist temples that can generally control the area of more than 100,000 miles are famous!

"Kuzen Temple, it is a Buddhist temple presided over by Master Yuanxu, it is a first-class temple in the Western Earth Region!"

"They are from the Kuzen Temple, and they are the masters of the Pudu world!" Many people exclaimed, Wang Xinran didn't expect that the Kuchan Temple would be famous, and in such a place, some people also know!

Although the dry temple is not big, it has produced several famous Buddhas in the world, and has been praised by the mortals of the Western Earth Region!

Jingtong had a deservedly such expression, he looked at several red-clothed monks, and said, "What the Buddha cultivates is to purify everyone, but you are bullying the weak, don't you feel ashamed?" ”

Several people from the Blood Buddha Temple were already shocked at this time, they didn't expect that Jingtong and Wang Xinran would come from such a famous temple, far more famous than the Blood Buddha Temple, and they couldn't even be compared together!

"Ahem......! I don't know if it's the arrival of the eminent monks, and I don't know if the two masters came to the area ruled by my Blood Buddha Temple, what's the matter? The red-clothed monk who had previously cut off a palm by Wang Xinran suddenly became cautious, and his attitude towards Wang Xinran and Jingtong changed greatly!

"The Leiyin Temple Festival is about to start, and I am invited to go!" Jingtong does not hide from others, and answers truthfully!

"I see, Fang is waiting for me to be presumptuous, thank you for the punishment of the two masters, I will definitely not do it again in the future!" A glimmer of 'essence' flashed in the eyes of the red-clothed monk, and he lowered his attitude even lower, making the onlookers feel inexplicable!

Several red-clothed monks left quickly, Wang Xinran squinted his eyes, he didn't stop it, but the corners of his mouth 'revealed' a sneer, I'm afraid there will be a storm in the next few days!

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