Killed the monk Wuxian with one blow, and Feng Yuan pulled out his hand.

In this side courtyard, all the monks glanced at each other, each put on a martial arts trick, and rushed towards the wind source side by side!

"Cang!"

A three-foot long knife popped out in the mezzanine of the golden box, the blade was bright, reflecting the sunlight in the sky, so that the monks who were hurrying forward saw it, all of them were frightened, and they all ran back, and Feng Yuan held the long knife and slashed down, and a round head flew up.

Blood splashed, Feng Yuan suddenly turned red, the husband and wife were separated for ten years, and when they returned home, the wife hanged herself, the child died of illness, the brother changed his mind, and the family property was taken away, in the final analysis, it was because he took a look in this Fuxian Temple ten years ago.

That's a decade at a glance.

"Dog thief!"

Feng Yuan stepped forward with a knife, slashed at a monk's back, and cut the monk to the ground, unable to move for a while, Feng Yuan stepped forward and stepped on the monk's heart, and another knife hacked the monk to death.

This killed three people in a row, making these monks run straight to the backyard in fright.

"Amitabha!"

There is a monk in the inner courtyard who calls the Buddha's name, and he jumps out from the crowd, like an ape, a few verticals, and goes around to the back of the wind source, raising his hand is a double dragon swinging his tail, and the feet are dead trees and roots, up and down, and calling at the wind source.

There are enemies in front and behind, the wind source long knife is round, from front to back, although the body is turned, the person is also a churn in mid-air, dodging the front and back attacks, up and down, and also slashing this long knife to the shoulder blade of the monk behind.

With a twist of the long knife, the monk's head flew sideways!

"Dog thief!

Covered in blood, Feng Yuan turned around again, this fierce aura, the frightened monks retreated again and again, even if they had already copied out the sword and Zen staff, they did not dare to compete with it at this time.

"The ...... of the Infinite Buddha"

There was a Buddha horn among the monks, the monks on both sides naturally separated, and an old monk walked out of it, aged in his fifties, with a gray beard, described dry, looked at the wind source and sighed, and said: "The county order was on the side that day, and this seat did not want to cause turmoil, so it gave you gold, let you shut up and go away, detain your wife and children, lest you go out and regret it, this is compassion and kindness, the best of both worlds, but I don't want to think of the benevolence of the day, but I actually brought blood disaster to the temple...... Amitabha...... Nam no Amitabha night Dortagadha night, Amitabha Dha night, Amitabha Tuba ......"

Later, the monk had already begun to recite the mantra of the past life.

This monk is the goal of the wind source, a regular monk.

"Miss your mother!"

Feng Yuan waved the knife forward, facing the Chang Xing monk to chop, the Chang Xing monk saw this knife, his footsteps moved lightly, and he could not avoid the knife, reached out and grabbed the Feng Yuan's wrist, smiled slightly, and was about to put on a master's face, when he suddenly felt a pain in his leg, it was Feng Yuan who attacked with a poke foot, and was kicking the Chang Xing monk's shin.

Jianghu fists and feet, known as the south fist and the north leg, this poke foot belongs to one of the north legs, in the martial arts is very prestigious, Su Yang is in the wheel of the palace to see the secret book, and Feng Yuan this is to meet the martial arts master guidance.

The tibia was injured, and the monk Chang Xing felt that his legs and feet were sore, and he was about to attack, so he felt that the wind source was in a chain on his legs, and he was kicked again and again, and when he wanted to raise his hand to throw the wind source out to counterattack, the leg was injured, and his hand was weak, but he was kicked by the wind source and flew over.

"Uncle Shi......"

"Uncle Ancestor ......"

A group of monks hurriedly helped the permanent monk up, but when he stood up, the permanent monk's legs trembled and his footing was unstable.

I thought it was a king, but it turned out to be a bronze.

Su Yang sat on the side and wanted to laugh.

Feng Yuan shouted violently, and rushed into the crowd with a knife, this fierce aura opened, just like a tiger into the flock, the monks did not dare to block even if they held a knife and a stick, and these three times and two times, they killed several monks.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

There were a few loud shouts on the side of the courtyard, two monks came side by side, the first muscles and bones were solid, wearing monk's robes and robes, the footsteps were solid, the monks behind were gloomy and thin, these two people, one is the abbot of Fuxian Temple, and the other is the supervisor of Fuxian Temple.

As soon as the two came, the monks immediately had the backbone, and under the constant signal, the monks held swords and soldiers in a group, trapping Fengyuan in the middle.

"Boom!"

As soon as these two men came out, there was a roar in the backyard, and after this roar, the gable of the backyard collapsed, and the woman and the baby cried and went out along the broken gable in a panic.

"And one more!"

I often looked back at the back with a displeased face, but I saw a man standing on the gable wall of the backyard, with a hat and a cloak and long clothes and short shoes, standing on the gable, and the cloak was spread out against the wind, and a short knife hung on the waist of this person, like a dagger, and he was looking at them with his chest in his arms at this time.

"Seventh Master!"

Feng Yuan screamed when he saw the people on the gable.

This person's surname is Zhu, the name of the star cluster, is the seventh in the apprenticeship of Fengyuan, his martial arts, all of which are taught to him by this "Seven Masters", he has practiced martial arts, and he wants to come back to take revenge, this Zhu Qiye knows that the monks of Fuxian Temple are not easy to get along with, so he followed to help.

"There are often monks, and Zen Master Shengci has a lot of practice, why did he fall ill ten years ago?"

Zhu Xingtuan stood on the gable wall and asked if there were monks here.

There are often monks who look at the backyard, knowing that this is really a fire in the backyard, and seeing those women and babies running down the mountain, knowing that it is difficult to be good today, they simply said frankly: "Ten years ago, we arrested a few women, and were scolded by the old monk Shengci, so we will kill him!

After speaking, the Zen staff in the hand of the monk shines and throws it at Zhu Xingtuan, Zhu Xingtuan reaches out and pulls out the short blade on his waist, which is a short blade of sunlight, and suddenly shows seven colors of light, and hits the Zen staff of the monk head-on, only to hear the jingle sound, the Zen staff is broken into two.

Good knives!

Su Yang looked at this short knife and exclaimed in his heart, Zheng Wu'er couldn't meet Feng Yuan last night, it was because of the short blade on the waist of this Zhu Xingtuan, and seeing this short blade with his own eyes at this time, Su Yang was convinced that it was powerful.

With a successful blow, Zhu Xingtuan jumped off the wall, stretched out his hand to recall the short blade, and a few dodges, he hacked the monk to death, and the wind source on the other side also hurriedly shot, so that the two of them should be together inside and outside, and the arranged formation was scattered in an instant.

The monk Chang Xing wanted to resist in the crowd, and when the wind source knife light came, he had no mercy, and killed this person with a knife, so he stretched the evil spirit in his chest, and Zhu Xingtuan faced Chang You alone, and often suffered from two monks, because of the blade in his hand, he had the upper hand, and the two people who beat him were clumsy.

"Whew!"

The long knife slashed and slashed a monk, before the monk died, the fierce appearance appeared, reached out and grabbed the long knife, the long knife stuck in the body, when the wind source drew the knife, several times three times can not pull out, the remaining monks saw this, suddenly rushed up, the hand of the knife and the wooden staff together, so that the wind source helpless, can only abandon the knife dodge, in the crowd to dodge left and right, only with fists and feet against the enemy, danger.

"Bell!"

Often a monk took out a bowl and blocked the sharp blade in Zhu Xingtuan's hand, and was often used by the monk, so that the two of them were one after the other, and Zhu Xingtuan, who had a great advantage at the previous moment, was controlled by these two people at this moment.

The wind source on that side was also knocked to the ground, and all the knives were on his neck, and he could be hacked to death with a knife just for the abbot to give an order.

"Hahahaha... No one can kill me..."

Chang You's monk took Zhu Xingtuan's short knife and laughed, and said: "It's actually such a delicate artifact, thanks to you sending it to the door, with this knife, these disciples are worth dying!"

The short knife is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it naturally refracts the glow under this sunlight, and the knife intent is panicked, and the killing intent is soaring, which is a rare divine soldier.

"Heh......"

The move was not rigorous, he was caught by someone, and now the victory or defeat has been decided, Zhu Xingtuan has nothing to say when he lies on the ground, there are six senior brothers in front of him who have died on the rivers and lakes, since he has set foot in the rivers and lakes, he has already been mentally prepared for this day.

"I'm sorry, Seventh Master. ”

Feng Yuan sighed: "It's even affected by you, I could have done it alone......"

This was originally his personal way to die, as long as he could change the regular monk before he died, Feng Yuan felt that he had no regrets, and he had already reported to the official in advance, and when the official came here, seeing this scene, he also thought about it.

"Just one person?"

There are often monks who smiled and said: "Today is when we welcome the distinguished guests, make some preparations inside, wash the babies that the guests want to eat, and wash the women that the guests want to play, so that you can take advantage of the loopholes and enter the door, if on weekdays, don't say the two of you, even if it is two hundred people, there is no entry or exit here!"

"Back then, the ability of the old monk Shengci was ten times higher than ours, and it was not the same as dying when it was time to die?"

There are often monks who do not call their master masters, but only call the old monks, saying, "No one can kill us!"

Often by the monks, often take the monks to hear this, laughed together, there were originally only twenty-three people in this Fuxian Temple, and more than half of them had been damaged by the Zhu Xingtuan Fengyuan, but for them, the real core forces, it was still harmless.

"Hahahaha......"

While the monks were laughing, one of them laughed with them, and after the monks had laughed, the laughter did not stop, and the group turned their heads to notice that there was a man sitting in the room, with gruel and pickles in front of him, and he was laughing.

"Who are you, and what are you laughing at?"

A monk often asked.

"It's ridiculous. ”

Su Yang waved his hand, looked at the many monks and said: "A group of monks, acting absurdly, reciting scriptures, disobedience, entrapment of money, illegal activities......"

As he spoke, Su Yang also stood up, his mood was down, and he pointed at the monks and scolded: "Leaning on the cui and snuggling red, insulting the door, competing and competitive, ruining the nature, gold and silver swords, covering up the wind, not being punished, is there no god?"

These words were said one by one, which made the monks present frown again and again, and often the monks looked at Su Yang and asked, "Who are you?"

"Qingyun Mountain City God!"

Su Yang responded.

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