"You are Lord Luo......"

The first one was shocked when he saw this, and he also guessed the identity of this young man, who was the commander of the Jinyi Guard, who had become famous in the past few days, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Lord Luo, you led the troops here today, did you have some misunderstanding with my White Horse Temple?"

The first monk looked at the angry young man and said sincerely, he racked his brains, and he didn't know where he offended him, but he still forcibly squeezed out a kind smile.

"Fuck your misunderstanding!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Luo Congee didn't explain to this old bald donkey at all, I want to kill you, it's my business, why bother to talk to you?

Raising his hand, hundreds of strong crossbows were raised together, and the bald donkey was heartbroken when he saw this, although he had also practiced some Buddhist methods, the top cultivation of the four grades could be regarded as a master in the rivers and lakes, but it was far inferior to the nine precepts.

At such a close distance, where can I stop hundreds of strong crossbows from shooting, and before the true qi in the body is raised, the arrow has already arrived in front of him, and the robe is rolled, blocking most of the front, but it is coming from all directions, how can it be blocked.

When the rain of arrows falls,

Everyone saw that the old bald donkey had been pierced into a hedgehog, and the red blood flowed out of countless holes, as if he had become a bloody man.

It all happened in an instant,

"You, you...... Don't talk about ......"

The old bald donkey knelt on the ground, and the dense arrows everywhere in his body supported him, and he did not collapse completely, and used his last strength to point at Luo Congee and open his mouth.

"It's not a fight in the market."

"Is it possible that this official still talks about the rules and goes head-to-head with you?"

Luo Congee Yang spurred the horse to borrow the horse's momentum, and it was a knife that directly hit the head of the seven-precept monk.

"Gollum Rumbling ......"

The round head rolled far away on the flat bluestone floor, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, and if he really wanted to say that, among the people who died in Luo Congee's hands, he was the most wronged.

A dignified half-step three-grade master, if he really wants to fight to the death, he can exchange his life for one hundred and twenty people, but a kung fu who speaks to his face is beaten by a group of beatings and sneak attacks, and what is even more wronged is that he doesn't know where the White Horse Temple offended him from beginning to end.

"Hoo ......"

Li Shangshu, who was paralyzed on the ground and pretended to be dead, breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced that he had just reacted.

"Gollum ......"

The monk in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall who was holding a ring knife secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, there were faint sweat stains flowing out of his hands, his eyes were withdrawn from the head of the first monk, and he looked at the strong crossbows and the bright and dangling Yanling knife, gritted his teeth, and walked out of the crowd directly.

"Bang Bang ......"

"Lord Luo, the two armies are fighting without taking prisoners, the little monk, voluntarily tied up and captured, can you leave a way to live, as for what is going on, I will talk about it in detail later."

The monk was also sleek, knowing that it was not easy to get along with the people who came, so he directly threw the ring knife in his hand to the ground, and led a group of bald donkeys beside him to Luo Congee.

"You bald donkey deserve to fight with this officer?"

Luo Congee sneered, still ignoring the unarmed bald donkeys, raised his hand and pressed down, and several rounds of arrows fell, and there were more than one hundred and ten corpses on the bluestone slab.

"You're really too deceitful!!

The leading warrior monk glared angrily, knowing that this thief couldn't listen to the reason, and it was a dead end no matter what, so he simply led more than a hundred warrior monks to form a large formation, intending to fight to the death.

"Array!"

When the sun falls, the skin is faintly glowing with copper, and the tiger and tiger in the hand are playing, looking at it from a distance, the momentum is extremely terrifying, and there is really the power to subdue the dragon and the tiger in a trance.

"Do you really think that smearing some tung oil is a Vajra Arhat?"

"Can you still be invulnerable?"

Luo Congee rubbed his eyes and sneered, I have to say that these bald donkeys are not only bright-brained, but they are really a bit pretentious when they are bare-chested and smeared with tung oil.

However, if these more than 100 people are really masters, why bother to retreat in this Shangjing City, they have already unified Buddhism, but they are just bluffing.

"Then try to be your bald donkey's hard head,"

"It's still my brocade guard's knife hard."

Luo Congee didn't want to look more, the embroidered spring knife in his hand suddenly swung forward, and hundreds of elite horsemen behind him put down the empty crossbow in their hands, and then pulled out the Yanling knife on his waist and surrounded the hundreds of warrior monks from all directions, and a killing aura permeated the scene.

Hundreds of brocade guards soon collided with hundreds of warrior monks in a large array, swords and sticks collided, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron.

After all, those warrior monks eat meat and drink wine every day and raise a handful of stupid strength, but they can't stand the crowd, and the brocade guard is extremely damaged when he comes out of the knife, often the iron rod just blocks the knife waving in front of him, and a few are stabbed in the side, and he can't say that he has to pick up a handful under the crotch.

However, in a dozen breaths, the large array composed of hundreds of people was broken, and Ding Xiu, who was holding a Miao knife, saw a gap and killed it, and the group of warrior monks was even more attacked by the enemy, only to see Ding Xiu's hands up and down, and his hands up and down, like chopping melons and vegetables, and there were more than a dozen corpses left.

"Poof......

The sound of a knife entering the flesh and blood kept ringing, and the smooth skull and the tendon flesh smeared with tung oil were still not as hard as the knife, and the front and back were no more than half a cup of tea, and the ground was full of the corpses of the warrior monks.

The monks who were originally hiding in the temple with higher status and fat heads and big ears were also heartbroken, and when they saw the situation, they ran back to the mountain after smearing oil on the soles of their feet, and the rest of the pilgrims were even more stunned when they saw such a bloody scene.

"Ding Xiu, where is it!"

"Xiaguan, here!"

"Lead the people to catch up, and they all slaughter ......"

Luo Congee looked at those monks with fat heads and big ears running around the mountains, inexplicably a little bored, and didn't know how much food was wasted.

"This ......"

"Hiss......"

At this time,

The pilgrims who were driven up the mountain also arrived at the bluestone square, and looked at the corpses of the monks all over the ground and were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and many people covered their eyes and didn't dare to look at them directly.

Luo Congee said and walked towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the pilgrims with higher status around him shrank into a ball, and Zhang Fuchengzhi, who spoke out earlier, couldn't stop leaning back.

"It's really fragrant!"

"Full of merit!"

Luo Congee looked at the copper tripod in front of the main hall full of dragon incense, there was not too much smell of blood in the hall, it was covered by the misty green smoke, and the huge merit box was full of silver tickets, which was not often seen in ordinary silver ingots.

Raise your eyes and look up, there are five big Buddhas enshrined in the middle of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, lined up, five Buddhas in five directions, also known as five wisdom such as lai, are all full of colorful paintings, pasted with gold leaf, the sun falls through the high window, the Buddha statue, shines brightly, looks so solemn and solemn, as the Buddha's light shines on the world.

"Wang Ruling, where is it!"

"Xiaguan, here!"

"Slice open the bellies of these bald donkeys!"

"Teach these pilgrims to see how much anointment and grease there is in the belly of these bald donkeys!"

Luo Congee stood in the Buddha light in the sky and ordered in a cold voice.