Chapter 103 The court is reasonable, and the gentleman holds the party

A miserable cry instantly penetrated the gradual autumn rain and spread towards the surroundings of the ruined ancient temple.

Master Baoshu looked at the broken arm in the rain, his face was pale, and his body with two blood holes was shaky, as the first seat of the Hanging Temple Precept Academy, his Buddhism was profound, perseverance and endurance, he was previously cut off by Ning Que with a Pu knife, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, but at this time, his cultivation was damaged Yan zhòng, and because Jun Mo's iron sword broke his arm again, it was tantamount to destroying all of him, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Qu Nima Di looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, suddenly screamed miserably, rushed to the broken steps, and held the bloodied Treasure Tree Master in his arms, trying to stop the bleeding for him.

Qi Nian's face was sad, he looked at Jun Mo who was walking towards him, and pronounced a Buddha name, because he hadn't spoken for too many years, his voice was a little dry, and it was extremely unsmooth.

"Mr. Two is really ...... to act"

There was no way for him to finish this sentence, because Jun Mo didn't want to listen to him at all at this time, and he held the wide and strange iron sword in his right hand, and slashed towards the top of his head.

Qi Nian's face was pale at this time, and he had closed his mouth for sixteen years, which created the amazing scene before, and also made his Buddha heart suffer a great backlash, coupled with the arrow wound left by Ning Que on his body before, his strength has been greatly depleted, and it is a lot different from the peak.

But after all, he was a Buddha who walked the world, and in the face of the iron sword that was pressing down like a mountain, his face did not show any frightened expression, but stretched out his right finger and drew a circle in front of him.

Qi Nian's fingers trembled slightly, and he kept painting in the air in the cold autumn rain. At the end of a circle, there is a circle, a big circle and a small circle, endless, just like the eternal circle of light behind the Buddha.

Jun Mo's iron sword cut straight and horizontally, still walking the path of squareness, just like his people, the iron sword drew countless squares in the autumn rain. The length and intensity of each sword mark are absolutely equal.

The circle drawn by the fingers is extremely round, and every square drawn by the iron sword is set in between. The rain that fell into the circle was bounced away as soon as it touched the breath.

Qi Nian looked at Jun Mo. His voice was hoarse and he said, "The sky is round, how can you break me?"

Jun Mo said indifferently: "Since you are a human, you must know that you are standing on the ground." ”

Where the words fell, only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the iron sword cut out horizontally, slashing those Buddha breaths in the rainy sky, and the square sword intent was so strong that it broke out of the circle!

Qi Nian's expression was abrupt, and he pronounced a Buddha horn, and laid down twenty-seven layers of Buddhist breath shields in front of him.

"Can a gentleman be bullied?"

Jun Mo snorted lightly, holding the iron sword and breaking the twenty-seven layers of Buddhist breath in a row.

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Blood spilled from the corners of Qi Nian's lips. He made a lotus flower bloom in front of him with both hands, and formed a powerful mantra mudra.

"Can a gentleman be bullied?"

Jun Mo shouted, holding the iron sword to cut the mantra handprint.

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Qi Nian spat out blood, but he still had a strong fighting spirit and summoned the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King. Face the iron sword.

"The gentleman deceives him!"

Jun Mo shouted angrily, and the iron sword broke through the rain and slashed, cutting Qi Nian's outer body into two!

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Seeing that the Buddha had suffered a heavy blow and was in danger, the monks who could still get up from the ground in the temple roared and walked towards the stone steps. Trying to save Qi Nian's life with his own flesh and blood.

Jun Mo's iron sword left his hand, and in the sound of the sword roar, more than ten monks fell to the ground and died.

The iron sword drew four straight lines in the autumn rain of Shiping, and then returned to its original location and slashed towards Qi Nian.

A straight wound suddenly appeared on Qi Nian's body.

His face was extremely pale, with a lotus seat, a lotus seal, and meditation with his eyes closed.

One thought of life, one thought of death, one thought of white bones and flesh, one thought of immortality and immortality.

Jun Mo didn't pay attention to what he was doing at all, just let the iron sword slash over.

In an instant, the iron sword slashed seventy-seven times.

Seven thoughts, moving meditation, and eleven cycles.

The monk's robe on his body was cut to pieces, and the flesh and bones on his body were cut out of countless bloody wounds.

The bloody wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but before they could heal, they would be sliced open by the iron sword.

No matter how fast the speed of the Seven Thoughts is, the speed of the Buddha's body can never be compared to the speed of the Iron Sword!

He was struggling more at this time.

And while struggling to support, he will inevitably have to endure more pain.

The pain was close to Ling Chi.

Even if the Buddha's heart is as resolute as a rock, he can't help but have a look of pain between his eyebrows.

The Iron Sword is back.

Qi Nian's body fell hard, flew backwards, and hit the collapsed Buddha statue in the hall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Jun Mo continued to walk towards him.

At this time, Ye Su finally swept to the ruins of the Buddha Hall and stood in front of Qi Nian.

He looked at Jun Mo and said, "The dumb man is injured first, and if he wins, he will not be martial." ”

Jun Mo said: "If this statement is reasonable, how can you have the face to besiege my junior brother?"

Ye Su was silent, and said: "Ning Que and the daughter of the Hades King are dead, and the matter is a foregone conclusion, and today the Rotten Ke Temple has been destroyed, and the monks have been killed and injured countless times, is it possible for the courtyard to destroy the Buddha?"

Jun Mo said expressionlessly: "The Buddha sect deceived my institute, this bald donkey deceived my senior brother, and his hypocrisy was extreme, like such a tattered method, it naturally had to be erased from the world." ”

Ye Su said: "No one wants to kill Ning Que today, otherwise Qi Nian would not wait for the Buddha's light to come to the world to destroy the daughter of the Hades King, I think the two sects of the Buddha have shown enough respect for the courtyard, and the price paid by the Buddha sect for this is enough." ”

Jun Mo said: "Kill Sangsang, do you think you don't have to pay the price? I will ignore the role played by Daomen in this matter for the time being, and you don't want to force my court to start a war with Daomen now." ”

Qi Nian was lying at the foot of the shattered Buddha statue, his body was full of wounds, and he looked miserable, but his expression was still calm, and his voice was still firm: "The daughter of the Hades King...... Must die. ”

Jun Mo looked at him and said, "She has never made a mistake, why should she pay in advance for what may happen in the future? Shouldn't the descendants of the many prostituted monks in the world be killed?"

"Tang Law has never had such an example, and Gu Li has never had this discussion. Therefore your journey today is unreasonable. ”

There was silence in the autumn rain, and everyone in the audience knew what kind of temperament Mr. Yuan Er had, and it was not surprising to hear such words, but no one really thought that this person was reasoning, because it was very unreasonable. It's just that looking at the wide straight iron sword in his hand, no one wants to reason with him.

No one thought that at this time, they would stand up and refute Mr. Yuan. But it's Lu Chenjia.

Although this princess of the Moon Wheel Country is famous in the world for her nymphomaniac, in front of the courtyard Jun Mo and the world, neither her identity nor strength is worth mentioning. However, as the so-called ignorant are fearless, and the fearless are fearless, she has long been heartbroken, so she dared to make a move on Sangsang before, and only then did she dare to speak.

Lu Chenjia slowly stood up, wiped the rain off his face, looked at Jun Mo and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Er, if all of them follow the ancient etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, why would your iron sword kill so many people today?"

Jun Mo said: "Tang Law has a saying, those who kill die die. ”

Lu Chenjia said: "However, no one knows now whether Ning Que and the daughter of the Hades King are dead. Since it is not certain whether they are dead or not, there are naturally no murderers in the Rotten Ke Temple. ”

Jun Mo was silent for a moment and then said, "This is reasonable. ”

Qu Ni Ma Di hugged Master Baoshu, looked at his pale cheeks, old tears, and suddenly raised her head. Looking at Jun Mo and scolding angrily: "Your courtyard will always think that it is reasonable, in fact, starting from Ke Haoran, the madman, when have you ever reasoned? Look at how painful the first seat is now!"

Listening to this old woman's words about the little uncle and extremely disrespectful, Jun Mo's eyebrows were slightly raised, looking at Ye Su who was blocking in front of Qi Nian, the right hand holding the iron sword suddenly tightened!

Ye Su's expression suddenly froze.

Master Baoshu in Qu Nimadi's arms. Suddenly he opened his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and then a straight light lit up in his eyes, and he died.

Qu Ni Ma Di didn't react for a while, and looked at the old monk in her arms in a daze.

The first seat of the Hanging Temple Precept Academy, he was killed.

Qi Nian was shocked, Huo Ran raised his head and looked at Jun Mo angrily.

Lu Chenjia thought that he had forced this square-tempered Mr. Yuan Er with words, but where did he think that such a tragedy would happen next, and he muttered with a pale face, "What is this......?" Why?"

Jun Mo said: "Sangsang is not guilty, the bald donkey punishes the heart, Gu Li once said that the one who punishes the heart dies." ”

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In the autumn rain, Qu Nimadi's desperate cry sounded.

The oldest Buddhist temple in the world, has suffered unprecedented damage today, with stone steps damaged, courtyard walls collapsing, Buddha halls cracked, and the apse has become a ruin.

On the stone floor between the Buddha halls, there are many corpses lying on the stone floor, blood mixed with rain, flowing silently on the bluestone slabs, looking extremely miserable. The monks in the Langke Temple suffered countless casualties, and the Buddhist elite accumulated for several generations was killed by an iron sword in this battle.

Decades ago, Liansheng, who was still the chief priest of the Xiling Temple, secretly commanded the powerhouses of the Demon Sect to bloody countless cultivation sects in front of the Rotten Ke Temple, but there was no much attack on the Rotten Ke Temple.

Decades later, another tragedy happened in the Rotten Ke Temple, but this time it was the Rotten Ke Temple itself that suffered the tragic result, and it was difficult for the Rotten Ke Temple to maintain its current status in the cultivation world from now on.

"Today...... Too many people have died. ”

Master Qishan looked at the corpse of the monk lying in the autumn rain, looking at the bloodstains, he couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy in his old face, and he couldn't hear any emotion in his voice.

He looked at Jun Mo and said with a difficult smile: "Although the chessboard has been destroyed, I can't be sure whether Ning Que and the daughter of the Hades King are dead or alive, Jun Mo, you can stop it first." ”

Jun Mo was silent.

He wanted to kill Qi Nian. Neither Ye Su nor Tang, who had been silent, could stop him from making a move, because this was the truth of the court.

But it was Master Qishan who spoke, so he had to be cautious.

Because he knew that the master was not one of the hypocritical monks in Buddhism.

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