"Senior brother!"

The Xuanji monk behind him exclaimed, picked up Xuanming on the ground, and with a little foot, the whole person rose into the air and fell behind the courtyard wall.

Not far away, Ye Gucheng's sword was unsheathed, staring at the place where the monk had fallen and wanted to chase it.

"Brother Ye, don't worry!"

After Xu Xian's sword, he also lost the strength to pursue, and could only watch the cooked duck fly.

But I don't want Ye Gucheng to forcibly chase and kill, after all, he is injured, and he is still the lair of a bald donkey, in case there is no place to cry if there is a good one.

"Daddy, it's up to you next. ”

Xu Xian retreated into the formation, looking at his cheap father, he was an expert in the battle.

This cheap dad also woke up from the shock, and then his nose was sour, his own idle child was obviously a peerless genius who was not born, but he had endured it for so long in the capital, in the final analysis, it was his own father who did not do it well.

"Don't worry, my father will definitely take this bad breath for you. ”

The knife in Xu Wu's hand pressed down, and the three hundred iron horsemen drew out the long knife in their hands and carried it behind them, and a unique killing aura in the army filled the audience.

"Kill!"

A low roar sounded,

The iron horse was like a sharp chisel, chiseling through the iron wall composed of those warrior monks, and his bare head fell to the ground, and after a round of killing, the remaining few masters were all scared.

Inside the door, hundreds of gray-clothed little monks looked at the bloodied iron riders in the field, and their scalps were numb and couldn't stop retreating.

I saw that the hand was up and down, the hand was up and down, and the warrior monk who was in a good position on weekdays fell to the ground when he chopped melons and vegetables.

"His grandmother has a leg, and this monk's head is really hard. ”

"Fei Dao!"

Xu Wu looked at the gap in the blade and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"The thief is rampant, and he will repay the humiliation of today a hundredfold!" The monk jumped to the main hall, his eyes wandering in the direction of the unsteady breath and the rolling heads of people outside the temple.

"Oh, do you know who I am?"

"Otherwise, where will you take revenge? ”

Xu Xian looked at the embarrassed Xuanji and sneered.

"Hear clearly, master, my name is Xu Xian!"

"I live in Liangzhou, my dad is in Beihou, and I am waiting for you at any time if you are not satisfied!"

"Thief, you deceive people too much!"

The Xuanji monk looked at Xu Xian's arrogant and domineering appearance, and his eyes were split.

"If you don't accept it, you can come down and beat me!"

Xu Xian touched his chin and continued to amuse, a familiar aura in his mind was approaching, this is the unique connection between the characters summoned by the system and the host, of course, only Xu Xian can perceive the summoned characters.

For now, all you need to do is delay until Brother Simon arrives and the sword is finished.

After all, if you want to kill your whole family, you have to kill your whole family.

It's better for the monks in a temple to be neat and tidy,

What's the matter with letting go of a few big monks?

"Thief ......"

In the temple, the cheap father has turned over and dismounted and led people to kill it, and there is quite a momentum of devils entering the village to smash and loot, and countless precious Buddhist relics have been trampled on at will.

Xu Wu even came to rise, stepped on the offering table, jumped up, and cut over the head of the golden Buddha in the middle of the main hall with a knife.

Xu Xian followed closely and was also stunned, this cheap dad is not just letting himself go, he is simply letting himself go!

Xu Xian has always been respectful of ghosts and gods in his previous life.

In this life, the cheap dad directly performed for himself what it means to be a staunch atheist.

God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, crazy to the limitless.

"You ........."

After the Xuanji big-bellied monk saw Xu Wu's movements clearly, his breath was unstable. Suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood, in addition to cultivating the golden bell jar in Xuanming's arms, the iron cloth shirt also reached its peak, which can be said to be more solid than the shell of the 10,000-year-old Wang Ba.

The sword wounded the roots, but it didn't kill him.

At this moment, he just woke up, and after seeing the scene in front of him, the whole person rolled his eyes and fainted again.

The Buddha's head fell to the ground, but it was full of white paper,

Xu Wu was also stunned, isn't this thing solid?

I was still thinking about taking it back to exchange for hundreds of sabers, and I was inevitably a little disappointed in my heart.

Xu Xian was also dumbfounded, grabbed a handful from the ground and looked at it carefully, it was all land deed IOUs, and the Qiantian land in Lao Huang's mouth was still less, and I am afraid that half of the land in Changping County in Thailand was swallowed by the monks in this temple.

Looking at this IOU again, from the landlord's old wealth to the ordinary people, this interest is afraid that it is even more black-hearted than the gambling houses that specialize in lending money in the capital.

"These monks really eat people and don't spit out bones. ”

Xu Xian looked at the entire hall, and there were more than a thousand papers, many of which were women's deeds of sale, and there were also a hundred and ten of them.

"Heh, you monks are okay with this?"

"Could it be that the Buddha is left in his heart because he wants to be outside the body, and the wine and meat pass through the intestines?"

Xu Xian was happy, raised the deed of sale in his hand and shook it at the mysterious monk.

"Thief, you have to slander!"

The monk Xuanji glanced at the direction in his arms and was still in a coma, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't care about anything else at the moment, the general trend had gone, or he slipped away earlier, and he was afraid that the last way to survive would be gone.

The monk Xuanji made up his mind, so he no longer hesitated, and he took the direction in his hand and was about to flee outside the temple.

"Monk, look at someone behind you!"

Xu Xian was frightened.

"Thief, don't try to trick me!"

Who expected that he and the big belly would not return, but it was good to be fat, and a few horizontal jumps were about to fly into the mountains and forests.

"Poof......

Just when the monk Xuanji was about to escape, his face was happy, Ximen Fuxue's sword stabbed, and the whole person fell straight from the air, falling to the ground and dying.

"Alas, kindly reminded, but you didn't listen, who is to blame?" Xu Xian sighed, walked over quickly, and kicked the pot-bellied monk away.

The big-bellied Xuanji monk was pressed by the abbot of Xuanming, an old man who looked quite thin, Xu Xian had some doubts in his heart, could it be that the old bald donkey of Huichang Temple did a lot of evil, and it was not possible to hide it in the drum.

After all, looking at his body doesn't look like a person who enjoys happiness on weekdays, but like those ascetics in the Western Regions, the whole person is dry, dry.

But this will be completely out of breath, I was already pierced in the heart, and I finally took a breath and fainted, and now I was pressed down by this big-bellied monk from a height of more than 20 meters, and it was very good if I didn't make a mess of meat puree.

Xu Xian is not a pity,

After all, when there is an avalanche, there is another piece of snowflake that is innocent!

"Where is this nunnery?"

Xu Xian grabbed a little monk casually and asked, according to what Lao Huang said, the snatched women were arranged in the nunnery to hide people's eyes, in addition to the great monk for fun, on weekdays, there are dignitaries and nobles entering the temple will also arrange a reception, it seems that there are a lot of them.

"Just in the dense forest outside the temple, a good man spares his life, I am a ...... who works in the temple on weekdays" The little monk pointed outside, shrinking his neck and trembling uncontrollably.

"Lead the way!"

Xu Xian kicked the trembling little monk and led the person towards the dense forest.