A handsome head, covered in earthy yellow Buddha light, stopped in front of Wei Xian and dozens of Golden Dao Sect martial artists.

"Fazheng Monk!"

Wei Xian said unhappily: "This is my trophy, if you want to kill, go to find someone in the Demon Sect yourself." ”

"Or when did the Pranya Temple join the Demon Sect and you became someone else's Dharma Protector Vajra?"

Everyone stared at the front with solemn faces, not daring to be careless.

"Amitabha!"

There was compassion in the eyes of the 'Vajra' Dharma Zheng, and he smiled: "Donor, please also send these Shura to re-enter reincarnation, this is their karmic retribution." ”

But he blocked their way back, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't say anything.

Wei Xian's face became gloomy.

"Take me three times, everything is yours."

He snorted coldly, and the giant dragon-patterned knife on his back appeared in his hand at some point, and the dragon hummed, as if venting the anger in his master's heart.

Fa Zheng smiled as before.

"The first cut!"

Wei Xian roared, raising his knife in both hands, and the dragon chanted in the four fields, which shook the ears of the people around him, and a long river of gilded golden sword qi suddenly took shape, smashing downward.

Three slashes of flowing gold!

In his hands, the power is ten times greater than Zheng Tu, and the long river of sword qi is about to condense into substance!

Fa Zheng's eyes showed compassion, and he had no intention of dodging.

"Die!"

The giant knife slashed with supreme force, facing his bald head, impartially.

Boom!

The morning bell and dusk drum rang loudly, and the faint phantom of the golden bell flashed away, and then disappeared, and the shining bald head was unscathed.

"He is also an enviable person with outstanding talents, a Tianjiao handsome man who has one person out of hundreds of millions of people."

Jiang Ding showed a solemn expression.

There is no doubt that this person's qualifications and comprehension are comparable to Li Qingyun, who is the first on the dragon and phoenix list, and he has also comprehended the subtlety of the 'potential', and the golden bell phantom flickered with the spontaneous bonus of heaven and earth aura.

"King Kong is not bad!"

Wei Xian's eyes showed a look of hatred, and the internal force in his body surged violently, like an invisible undercurrent in the deep sea, blowing dust all around.

"Second cut!"

"The third knife!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, and the phantom of the deep sea vortex appeared, and the big waves were monstrous, accompanied by the dragon pattern giant knife falling once, the big waves turning, and smashing down again.

Boom! Boom!

The two bells rang out in a circle of hundreds of meters, and the 'Sea Splitting Knife' Wei Xian and his dragon pattern knife were shocked back more than ten steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

"Let's go!"

Wei Xian didn't say much, and left in a hurry with people.

"No!"

"Take us away!"

More than 100 disciples of the Wolf God Sect and the Southern Eighteen Demon Sect who were arrested one after another thought that they would at least survive, but when they saw them retreating, they begged endlessly, but unfortunately they were tied up and no one paid attention.

"Master, the disciple is willing to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"Great compassion and compassion for Avalokiteshvara!"

Someone saw a kind and kind monk coming over, his eyes rolled, and he actually recited the Buddha's name, and his face was full of piety: "The disciple is willing to take refuge, willing to take refuge ......"

Bang!

A heavy Zen staff smashed his head, splattering his brain and blood.

"Donor!"

Fa Zheng smiled and said: "The poor monk will send you to reincarnation, just meet Guanyin Bodhisattva, remember to be a good Buddha, and you will be able to reincarnate as a human again in the future." ”

Then, in the midst of the pleading, scolding, crying and laughing of the murderers of the Wolf God Cult, he smashed their heads one by one, like a child beating a moss flower, meticulously, and did not let go of a single one.

I also checked back and forth several times to confirm that there were no omissions, and then nodded with satisfaction.

The strong smell of blood spreads and makes people feel sick.

"Amitabha!"

Fa Zheng shouted a Buddha horn, and was momentarily embarrassed in the face of the headless corpses on the street.

He is not one of those heroes who cares about killing and burying them, so many corpses are left alone, and it will be troublesome if there is a plague.

"I can take care of half of it for you, and I need to ask you something in return."

Fa Zheng suddenly turned around and found a young man in Tsing Yi who had changed back to his original appearance, looking at him quietly in the shadow of the eaves, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

'When?' ’

Fa Zheng's heart turned back and forth, trying his best to recall in his mind, only to find that the young man in Tsing Yi came here not long ago, but he was subconsciously ignored by him who was fighting against Wei Xian.

"I've seen the 'Dream Eater Sword Demon', Jiang Ding's donor."

Fa Zheng's heart sank, his face showed compassion, and he smiled: "You can help the little monk collect the bones of these donors and let them look at them, naturally it is the best, as long as it does not involve the teacher, the little monk will answer all questions." ”

What the hell is a nickname?

Jiang Ding was speechless.

"No problem."

He walked over to several corpses, and on tiptoes, a large amount of internal force with sharp attributes poured into the ground, shattering the ground into wriggling quicksand, engulfing the corpses bit by bit.

Everywhere he went, the dirt came alive, engulfing the corpses, and the stone slabs of the streets on the dirt were tiled as they had been.

Fa Zheng's eyes were stunned.

This level of finesse in the manipulation of internal forces is simply unheard of.

He tried to try it himself, and a large amount of earthy yellow internal force poured into the ground, and the dirt tumbled endlessly, leaving nothing but a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"The benefactor is truly a man of God."

Fa Zheng sighed, no longer tried, directly lifted the street stone slab, used a Zen staff and internal force as a shovel, dug a huge deep pit in the ground, and then threw a headless corpse back and forth and threw it inside.

Jiang Ding had already finished half of his own work, and asked on the side: "Tomorrow, the ninth 'Blue God Sword' of the Dragon and Phoenix List of the Qingniu Palace, Song Qing will ask the Wolf Warrior God Sect 'Broken Bone' Shen Tu Mania, will the victory or defeat of the two end this martial arts battle between the righteous and demon?" ”

"The donor is really not from the gate."

Fa Zheng was surprised, threw the two headless corpses in his hand into the deep pit, and went back to carry them: "The losing side should temporarily retreat, after so many days of life and death blood, the disciples of the two major forces have lost a lot, in order to prevent the other sects from profiting, they should use this as an excuse to temporarily truce for a while." ”

"For the time being?"

"Yes, the poor monk heard from the elders in the temple that both the Qingniu Palace and the Wolf God Sect want to completely eliminate the other party, support the dynasty that belongs to their own sect, and let the sect go further."

"If this goal is not achieved, or if the innate superior does not lose one or two, they will not give up."

"I see."

Jiang Ding pondered: "What about the purpose of the temple?" Wait for the right time to build an earthly Buddha kingdom like them? ”

"No comment."

Fa Zheng refused to answer: "According to the little monk's idea, it is best for the martial arts sect not to be too deeply involved in the imperial court, otherwise even if it prospers for a while, it will soon decline. ”

"You don't look like you can bear to back down."

Jiang Ding laughed dumbly, remembering his determined appearance when he stopped Wei Xian and wanted to knock off the heads of the demon sect murderers one by one.

The law is impressive.

In front of this teenager who can talk to him on an equal footing, he showed a trace of youthful innocence, and quickly reined in.

"Nothing more to ask, farewell."

Jiang Ding saw that the monk had buried all the corpses and was covering the earth and putting stone slabs, and got up to leave.

(End of chapter)