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It seemed that there was a huge snort tearing a thousand pieces of cloth at the same time, and a huge scratch was violently pulled through the Jianghu guests, bursting blood flowers, flying stumps and broken arms, and rolling corpses, as if a magical painter suddenly made a scarlet stroke in the dense crowd, tearing this group of Jianghu guests who rushed forward to pieces.

The screams of dozens of people at the same time immediately rang out, and among them, there were also the death-threatening howls of many people who had been beheaded in half, so terrible that old rivers and lakes like Wu Cannon, who were accustomed to seeing dead people, also got goosebumps.

Of course, this catch did not kill all the Jianghu people who rushed up, except for those who were lucky not to be shrouded in this scratch, even if they were caught by this catch, there were people who could resist the block and retreat in time, or dodge and move away at the last moment, or even puff up a body to practice kung fu and take a hard blow, only injured but not killed.

"Congenital Gang Qi~!How can there be such a strong Innate Gang Qi?"

"How is it possible that this little mother-in-law has entered the innate realm?"

Those who survived and retreated no longer had the courage to continue rushing forward, but only screamed in horror.

"Visualize the seal, contemplate the formation, is this the magic technique of the Buddha Sect?" Wu Dacang's eyes were almost falling out like everyone else, his face was pale, and his head broke out in a cold sweat, the only difference was that he could still recognize the origin of this claw. After all, the title of the Lord of the Six Alliances did not fall on his head for no reason, and his vision and insight were indeed higher than others, and he could see that this claw was not all martial arts. It's just that the disbelief on his face is no less than that of the others. How, how can a woman be useful?"

No one dared to approach the maiden any longer, and all who were alive were retreating. It's just that in the next moment, dozens of girls appeared beside those who could still retreat, either punching, or palming, kicking, clapping, those seemingly slender and weak hands and feet touched and touched, whether it was the muscles and bones that had been strong enough to touch the sword for many years. All of them were crushed like papier-mâché clay sculptures and flew around.

Some people were caught off guard and killed by the girl with just one blow, but there were also those who could dodge and parry, but the figures of the girls who killed others kept appearing around them. No matter how hard they fight back. At most, it just beat the figures of some girls to disappear and disperse. When the last strong man who made a pair of steel shields with sharp blades around him was grabbed by two maidens, and then four or five maidens swarmed him up and dismantled him into flesh and blood, it was not more than ten breaths before the group of men rushed towards the maidens.

The figures of the girls were gone. Only one girl was left stepping on the flesh and blood on the ground, and slowly walked towards Wu Cannon's side, the pair of jade-like little feet stepped on the pool of blood without the slightest stain, and there was no expression on her face, but it was not that kind of cold indifference. It's just like a young girl walking on a country road, and the stumps and broken limbs behind her don't seem to have anything to do with her.

What a powerful spell, what a ruthless method. Wu Cannon swallowed his saliva, secretly glad that he didn't rush forward with those fools. But what should I do now? Turn around and run away? Can I escape? Looking at this woman's expression, it doesn't seem to have murderous intentions, and it is clearly the magic power of Buddhism, it shouldn't be the kind of ferocious and vicious person who kills them all. He reluctantly settled down, hugged his fist at the girl and said: "These people don't know the height of the sky, and offending the fairy for no reason is killing themselves, I don't know where and how to call the fairy mountain gate? The wife and brother of the head of He are the second uncle who worships the eldest brother."

As he spoke, the figures of two white-clothed girls appeared silently beside Wu Dacang, and four hands stretched out towards his shoulders.

Although his mouth is already reporting to his family, he has indeed lost his fighting spirit and fighting spirit in his heart. But Wu Dacang's experience was still sufficient, almost just swept two white figures out of the corner of his eye, and his fists immediately swung out. In a hurry, these two punches were almost the result of his life's work, but the fist the size of the casserole hit a sharp wind breaking sound like a strong crossbow. Before the girl's hand touched his shoulder, it hit the girl, and the figures of the two girls dissipated in a flash.

"This woman must be a reinforcement from the Heavenly Fire Sect. You're going to kill us!, everyone, shoulder to shoulder!" Wu Cannon shouted, but he was retreating sharply. But this retreat, he found that there were already dozens of identical white-clothed girls around, and they were faintly surrounded in the middle, and in the panic, several people were already smashed by these girls who suddenly appeared, and they were torn in half.

It turns out that this woman has been thinking about killing us all for a long time? She didn't make a move just now, she was just concentrating on preparing a spell? How could she be so relaxed? How could she use the magic power that looks like a Buddhist magic? What is the way to come from? How could she meet such an inexplicable evil star? I didn't listen to the old monkey's bewitchment to come to Jizhou to plot some spiritual fire! What kind of spiritual fire and what gold, Lao Tzu has long said that such a big pool of muddy water must have a big family or those masters of the big sects to come in, and this time it really happened!

For a while, Wu Dacang was anxious, angry and puzzled, but no matter how much he thought about it now, he had to rely on his ability to make a way out, he roared angrily and plucked up all his strength and rushed towards several white-clothed girls.

"Amitabha. ”

At this moment, a Buddha horn suddenly came. All the girls in white were suddenly stunned.

This Buddha horn seems to come from a very far away, vaguely not very real, but it seems to be someone whispering softly in the ear as if it is cordial, everyone can't help but relax after listening to it, dozens of white-clothed girls are of course stopped, and other Jianghu guests also forgot to take the opportunity to make a move or break through.

"I heard that there will be a catastrophe in Jizhou, the poor monk came all the way from Qingzhou, from a distance, it seems that the blood is shining here, and the anger is pressing, I don't know what great grudges and vendetta you have, can you put it on the face of the poor monk Shifang?"

The voice was indeed far away, so far that even people couldn't see it, but with this sentence, a small dot appeared in everyone's field of vision, and then quickly zoomed closer, and when the sentence was finished, a gray-clothed monk had already walked in front of them.

The gray-robed monk looked no more than twenty years old, with big round eyes and a large, wide mouth under the garlic nose, although he was not handsome and good-looking. But he is very happy, he seems to be looking at people with a smile at any time, and although his posture and bearing are all the appearance of a high-ranking monk, the flexible and detached look of the young man between his eyebrows cannot be concealed, and people can't help but feel close at first sight. Fun feeling.

But no one would really think this monk was funny. Just now, it was just a few breaths to rush here from a place that was difficult for the naked eye, but it was still a slow appearance, which was clearly an extremely clever spell supernatural power. And he also reported his name just now, although the Jianghu guests here have not seen him. There are not a few people who have heard this name, and they suddenly exclaimed.

"Shenzutong~!, a monk of the Pure Land Zen Temple!"

"It's the Master of the Ten Directions, it's the Little Monk Master of the Ten Directions!"

"It turned out to be the Ten Directions Divine Monk!" Wu Dacang looked at the young monk in front of him, and he was surprised and ecstatic. He had also heard of the young monk's name.

If the rise of the Pure Land Monastery in the past few decades is a miracle, then this young monk Shifang is a miracle among miracles. It is rumored that he was a spirit boy found by the Esoteric Sect more than ten years ago. Received the empowerment of the Esoteric monks, but for some reason turned to the Pure Land Zen Temple, and directly became the disciple of the presiding master of the Dark Light, although he was only twenty years old, a body of supernatural Buddhism but not inferior to any of the Pure Land Zen Monastery King Kong and elders, once alone went deep into the former emperor's tomb in the North Mountain, and the thirteen ghosts of the former emperor who had been cultivated into ghosts and immortals were all exceeded, shaking the rivers and lakes. Even Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain personally wrote his name on the demon extermination order and passed it on to the world. Faintly, he is already the first person of the young generation in the righteous path of the world.

With such a monk here, even any evil and crooked ways should be destroyed. Although the spell used by this woman in white seems to have some shadow of Buddhist supernatural powers, she is so cruel and murderous, it will definitely not be a good way. Wu Dacang breathed a big sigh of relief in his heart.

"Amitabha. "Look at the stumps and broken bones all over the ground, and the blood is pouring down. The young monk shouted the Buddha's horn in all directions, frowned and sighed, and his eyes swept over everyone present one by one. "People say that the rivers and lakes are sinister, but the poor monks seem to be sinister. We are all born to our parents. Heaven and earth are raised, and there is no life-and-death enmity between each other. How so?"

Speaking of this, the Ten Directions Divine Monk suddenly paused, and his big round eyes also widened to the limit, and his face was full of consternation, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.

Everyone followed his eyes, and it turned out that he saw a girl in white not far away. I don't know when the white-clothed girls who have been conjured have all disappeared, leaving only the original one standing quietly in a pool of blood on the ground, but still looking extremely quiet and elegant. And at this moment, the girl in white was also looking at the young monk who suddenly appeared, tilting her head slightly, and her picturesque eyebrows aroused some curiosity, like a child looking at a novelty.

The Ten Directions Divine Monk took a breath, his eyes were still locked on the girl, but a pair of thick eyebrows on his wide eyes wrinkled towards the middle, as if he had found something: "This female benefactor, this female benefactor"

Wu Dacang immediately reminded him: "She killed many of our brothers! And asked the Ten Directions Divine Monk to uphold justice for us! This woman is unknown, she is cruel and ruthless, she must be a person in the evil way, maybe it is more likely to be a monster change!"

But the Ten Directions Divine Monk didn't seem to hear Wu Dacang's words at all, and still looked at the girl in white without blinking, and muttered: "This female benefactor, this female benefactor, you"

"This benefactor, you are so beautiful. Finally, the Ten Directions Monk said this.

"You're so funny, too. The girl smiled, like a thousand trees blooming in spring.

"Amitabha. Good, good, good. The monk of the ten directions shouted the Buddha again, folded his hands and closed his eyes, and let out a long breath, as if he was saluting and admiring the invisible Buddha, and then opened his eyes and said slowly. "Three thousand worlds, throughout the ages, the Ganges sand has met several times, but today the poor monk met the female benefactor, this is not my Buddha's fate, what is it? . As soon as the poor monk saw the female benefactor, he felt something, and the Lingtai was born, and he understood that the poor monk was reincarnated this time, just to see the female benefactor. ”

"Poor monk ten directions, I don't know the girl's name?" The young monk simply changed his name, and directly used the tone of the rivers and lakes.

"My name is Mingyue. The girl replied crisply, as if she was also interested in the monk.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that this young monk was indeed extraordinary, and he couldn't be provoked, Wu Cannon would definitely rush up and slap him a few times. If it weren't for the fact that the corpses and flesh all over the ground were too real, the smell of blood around them was too strong. The smoke made his head uncomfortable, and he might slap himself twice to see if *** was dreaming.

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"Amitabha, are these people all killed by Miss Mingyue?"

"Well, yes. ”

Why did the Moon Maiden kill them?"

"They're trying to get me. I was just passing by and a few of them came up and tried to get me. I'll kill the first few first. The escape of the latter brought so many people with them. And then a lot of them wanted to come and arrest me, so I had to kill them all. ”

"Amitabha. The bright moon girl looks like a fairy, these people in the rivers and lakes will inevitably have evil thoughts, and such a death can be regarded as self-satisfaction."

"I want to kill all the people here. lest they go and call for men again. Are you going to help me kill them? These people are not good people. ”

"Forget it. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and these people in the rivers and lakes have been frightened by you, and they will not come to harass them again. In addition, there is a poor monk by the girl's side, even if someone comes to the poor monk, he will send it away for the girl, so Miss Mingyue, you can rest assured. ”

"Hmm. Since you say so, it's fine. ”

Why are you here?"

"I'm just passing through here. I miss Daoist Xia. I feel like Daoist Xia is over there, so I want to go to him. ”

"Who is Daoist Xia?"

"Daoist Xia is Daoist Xia. ”

bar. It just so happens that the poor monk is also going over there, why don't Miss Mingyue go with the poor monk?"

"Okay. I know you're a good person. ”

"Wait a minute!" Wu Dacang finally couldn't hold back any longer, and stood up and roared angrily, which he had been holding back for an unknown amount of time, and finally attracted the attention of the two people over there.

The face of the Ten Directions Divine Monk Wu Dacang was flushed, his tongue was knotted, and he used all his strength but didn't seem to know what to say.

The young gray-clothed monk bowed and corrected, "Ten poor monks." I really don't dare to be a monk. That's just a name that people in the rivers and lakes use to spread their delusions and exaggerate. ”

"Master of the Ten Directions

"The master didn't dare to be it. The poor monk is still young, and the Buddhism in my Pure Land Monastery is more profound than that of the poor monk, and the word master is really unbearable. ”

"How so?"

"What's wrong with the poor monk?"

"I, many of our brothers, were slain by this enchantress"

"This is the bright moon girl, not the demon girl. ”

How can you ignore this woman's beauty and turn a blind eye to the corpses all over the ground? If you don't uphold justice for us, aren't you afraid of disgrace to the Pure Land Monastery if you go with this woman? Could it be that so many of our brothers died in vain?" The voice was also louder, and finally shouted the meaning of grievance.

"Amitabha. The ten directions joined together and shouted the Buddha's name. Besides: "Miss Mingyue is indeed beautiful, but the poor monk is just walking with Miss Mingyue on the way, what does this have to do with my master?

Wu Dacang's face turned purple, and he himself had forgotten how many years it had been since he had been so speechless. Turning around and looking back at the rest of his subordinates behind him, they were basically the same as him, with an unbelievable and sluggish face.

"Gang Master Wu, the poor monk advises you to go home. Shifang suddenly sighed and said in a slow voice. "And the donors in the back. This Jizhou situation is changing, and there will be a great bloody disaster, which is not something you can participate in. Don't give your own life for the sake of the cakes promised to you by those with ill intentions. ”

Wu Cannon was stunned when he heard this. He remembered that he didn't seem to have had time to report his home to the ten monks, but people could call out his identity in one bite.

"And let the women who were imprisoned in your camp let them go. The money they had plundered was also compensated to them. Don't really think that when you come to this uncontrolled place, you can do whatever you want. You must know that there are gods in the three feet above your head. Shi Fang continued, his voice was still slow, and his big eyes were still shining, but Wu Cannon's vest began to break out in a cold sweat. "Some of the caravans you plundered a few days ago fled, met the poor monk, and cried to the poor monk. Originally, the poor monk wanted to come by the way to overtake you, so as not to kill the innocent again, but Miss Mingyue killed the most of you who didn't know what to do first, so forget it. Speaking of which, you have to thank Miss Mingyue. ”

After saying this, Shifang turned around and walked towards the north with the white-clothed girl named Mingyue, never looking at them again. At first, the two of them walked slowly, but slowly they got faster and faster, and then they quickly turned into two small black dots that disappeared from their field of vision, and only some faint conversation came.

"That's right, I remember that this god-footed old monk will also use it."

"Old monk, is this magical power of Miss Mingyue really still from my Buddhism?"

"That's right. It was all left to me by the old monk. It's just that I don't remember it very well before, but then I slowly remembered that if I remembered it at the beginning, I wouldn't have been caught by Daoist Xia, but in that case, Daoist Xia might have been killed by me a long time ago, and Daoist Xia is also a good person."

"This is the fate between Miss Mingyue and that Xia Daoist"