In front of the water curtain, a few people in front of them were dumbfounded, how could they have ever seen such a mysterious swordsmanship.

I saw Luo Yu standing still, pointing like a sword, and his fingertips lit up with white light, like a shining star.

The blue flying sword in the water curtain, the sword light is dazzling, the sword intent is wide open and closed, and the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and it has accurately killed the two monks.

Basically, a sword pierced the bald gourd scoop, directly leaking blood......

The sword was as agile as a swimming dragon, and it was powerful and heavy, as if an invisible hand was controlling the sword.

The remaining two monks were also furious, and in the face of this incomparable sword intent and the two same disciples who had already died under the sword, their spines were cold.

The white-bearded monk made a seal on his hands, and a golden demon-slaying pestle appeared in the void, heading towards the blue long sword.

The blue long sword sword flashed and slashed towards the young disciple who was half a beat slower in his hand.

Brush!

With a miserable scream, the monk was cut off at the waist, but did not die on the spot, his face was full of horror, and he climbed forward a few steps, and the blood on his waist did not stop, staining the ground red, like a red silk.

The old monk with white stubble, a little on tiptoe, flew into the air, sat in the sky, the treasure was solemn, and a huge golden bell appeared in the void behind him, flashing with light.

While!

The huge bell rang through the heavens and the earth, with the bell, the golden bell hung above the monk's head, hanging down endless golden light to protect him, the old monk folded his hands, chanted in the air, and the golden lotus erupted from his mouth, facing the sky and the moon.

Sou!

Tianyue dragged the blue light and rushed straight over, like a broken bamboo, stabbing at the golden lotus, and the golden lotus suddenly became golden.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The blue long sword pierced through one golden lotus after another, and the golden lotus exploded into a trace of golden light, and finally Tianyue stabbed into the golden light curtain.

While!

The golden light curtain was shattered instantly, the old monk quickly sealed, and another bell rang, the golden bell fell to protect him, the Tianyue sword stabbed on the golden bell, and the sword light splashed away like rain on the windowsill, buzzing, and it was difficult to enter.

Luo Yu frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart that this old monk's cultivation is not shallow.

In the blink of an eye,

I saw dozens of yellow-robed monks rushing into the square in the water curtain, and a white-bearded old monk with a stiff figure stood in front, and a group of disciples behind him were like facing a great enemy.

These people are obviously the vultures who have been hiding in the city and are responsible for stealing incense.

"Amitabha! Please also ask the donor to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" The old monk recited the Buddha's name, and the color was right.

The voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, as if he was a high-ranking monk, but in fact he was a bald thief.

"Hehe, old monk, you Buddhist disciples do these things of stealing chickens and dogs and pulling garlic seedlings, and let me stop, you are really thick-skinned!" Luo Yu's voice exploded out of thin air in the square.

When the onlookers heard the voice of the god of war, they all became excited, looked at the golden body of the Buddha statue on the ground, and began to point at the old monk and curse angrily.

The popularity of the god of war is high, mainly handsome...... Cough.

"The old monk is shameless, he steals other people's incense, why don't you eat shit!" An old woman pointed to the old monk in the distance and sneered, and she came up to scratch the old bald donkey.

"One by one, they are still compassionate, but in fact, they are all cheap embryos, the most skinless goods!"

"Old bald donkey, dead bald donkey, bald donkey, I can't get angry when I scold!"

"What face does a group of old bald donkeys have for us to worship, and the god of war is helping us people solve problems......"

"A group of scum, the old white hair was molesting the old lady two days ago......"

......

The corners of the old monk's eyes twitched, and he hurriedly chanted the scriptures in his mouth, and the disciples behind him all showed angry faces, eager to go up and kill them all.

"Amitabha, please also ask the donor to stop, this matter will give the donor an explanation!" A cold light flashed in the old monk's eyes, and he said lightly.

"Then make it clear in front of everyone, Master!" Luo Yu sneered and said in his heart.

"This ...... Don't deceive people too much, don't be forgiving and forgiving, don't bully the weak!" The old monk was dumbfounded for a while, annoyed and angry, and said coldly.

The Buddha fights for a pillar of incense, what is this to say.

"Hmph! I saw that you bald asses are not a good thing! Everyone quit the square!" Luo Yu snorted coldly.

The god of war spoke, and everyone in the audience quickly retreated into the distance, one by one emotional, and kept scolding a group of monks in their mouths.

"The Golden Wheel Formation!" The old monk roared.

Dozens of Buddhist disciples sealed at the same time, and a huge golden roulette appeared in the void, like a golden sun, the Buddha's light rushed straight to Xiaohan.

A bloody battle, kicking off!

Luo Yu snorted coldly, and with a casual move, the Tianyue Sword pierced through the void and flew back into his hand.

His whole body flashed with white light, the white qi sword swirled, and his toes slammed to the ground, booming, rising from the ground, bringing a strong wind, dusty flying, covering the sky and the sun. The Seven Realms

The light around him became brighter and brighter, like a god in the dust, holding a long sword and dragging a meteor-like flame tail, rushing into the distance.

Everyone hurriedly ran out and headed towards the central square of the city, although they couldn't help much, but this was a matter for the God of War Sect, and it was incumbent on them.

A group of monks heard the sound of breaking the air in the distance, looked up, and saw a round of white light like the sun rushing in, the white light did not stagnate at all, regardless of the golden wheel, bringing a fierce wind, and the mortals were blown into the distance.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the golden light shone brightly, and the golden wheel shattered inch by inch under the unparalleled sword light.

The monks' faces flushed, and then they saw the white light, quickly shuttling through the crowd, their swords falling and falling, one after another, and the screams continued.

The old monk roared and floated into the distance, looking at the afterimage passing through the crowd, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was filled with anger.

Between a few breaths, blood splattered, flesh and blood flew sideways, and dozens of Buddhist disciples, one by one, lay in a pool of blood, either cut off their bodies by a sword, or pierced their chests.

Qiushui They have already rushed to the edge of the square, this is just a pillar of incense, looking at the corpses all over the ground, the old Taoist gasped, and muttered in his mouth: "This is really a killing god, come up and kill!

"Brother God of War, it's amazing! Oh my God!" He Qian stared at the dead corpse with wide eyes, without a trace of sympathy, looking at the dazzling white light, his eyes flashed, and exclaimed.

"Sect Master, what a god of war!" Huang Xiaojian whispered to Bai Xiaodong beside him.

In the distance, there were mortals, soldiers, and monks in the crowd, looking at the blinding white light, stunned, this was simply a massacre.

"Donor, do you really want to be the enemy of my Jinshan Temple? You committed such a murder, you will go to the eighteenth layer of hell!" A demon-slaying pestle appeared in the old monk's hand, the golden light flashed, and he shouted.

The old monk wrapped in the golden bell in the sky, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he turned his face and was about to flee.

The bright white light, seven long swords condensed behind him, this was Luo Yu's natal flying sword, the seven long swords were combined into one, the white light shone, and rushed towards the monk under the golden bell cover.

The monk sensed the danger, turned around and punched out the golden big mudra, a white rainbow stabbed at the big handprint, the big handprint was pierced in an instant, and exploded into golden fireworks and shot away, and the white rainbow was unstoppable.

While!

A bell rang, Bai Hong from top to bottom, the golden bell and the old monk, from the top of the head split in half, the sword flashed, the old monk exploded, flesh and blood flying, blood mist all over the sky.

Luo Yu in the white light came back to his senses and looked down, the old monk was nowhere to be found.

The white light fell in the center of the square, and the light gradually dissipated, revealing a young man holding a blue long sword, wearing a blue and white robe, with a delicate face, and two strands of white hair floating on his shoulders.

The people in the distance were already frightened, and they forgot to worship the god of war when they saw it.

Luo Yu made a move casually, and the magic weapons scattered on the ground were received in a magic weapon bag, and the light flashed and flew towards the distant courtyard.

When everyone came back to their senses, the god of war had disappeared, and this time the god of war punished the wild monks, and soon it would spread all over the world.

Li Yuan, the silver-armored general, hurriedly arranged for the soldiers to clean up the corpses, and he took two bronze soldiers and rushed to the distance.

Flying back into the courtyard, Luo Yu's face was slightly gloomy, and he paced in the pavilion.

Everyone stood by the lake, not daring to move forward, and the figure of Qiushui appeared beside him.

"Why do these monks put that golden body?" Qiushui wondered.

"The Buddha fights for a pillar of incense, and then I will talk about it later! Other cities must be in this situation, alas!" Luo Yu said in a deep voice.

At a loss, he was targeted by the Buddhists, how could these deacons of his God of War Sect stop these monks, this was what he was anxious about. He has already determined the role of incense merit, so naturally he can't watch his merit being intercepted, and a duck can fly to his beak, which is too nesty.

"The foundation of our God of War Sect is still too weak to confront Western Buddhism!" Qiushui sighed.

This time, Luo Yu slapped the face of Western Buddhism again, and there were more and more enemies.

A few people in the distance heard the conversation between the two, and they were embarrassed, indeed they couldn't run away when they met these monks.

"Alas, now I can only ask Liuji and Ryuuji for help, but I won't treat them badly!" Luo Yu thought for a while.

Bai Xi, as the chief disciple of Yaoguang, although his words in the door are very heavy, but how can the elders of the Great Sect of Immortal Cultivation give him miscellaneous things.

Li gossiped that he was alone, so he asked his grandfather to ...... Forget it, after thinking about it, the brothers of the demon clan can use it.

He also said earlier that he couldn't take advantage, but this was not taking advantage, he would definitely give them the merit of incense, which was a great benefit, and money couldn't buy it.

Luo Yu waved his hand at He Qian, and the old mana flew over with a few people, and he was out of breath again.

It is very empty, and it seems that after staying for a long time, this disease will fall to the root.

"Brother God of War, we are weak now, but in the end, evil will not prevail over good!" He Qian saw Luo Yu's sad face, and said with a wink.

"Many times, you still have to rely on strength to speak, these are for you, responsible for finding a courtyard, as a monthly payment distribution and a place for the deacon to rest, remember to encounter monks to make trouble, beaten over, if you can't beat it, you can escape!" Luo Yu stretched out his hand to hand the magic treasure bag to the girl, and said lightly.

"Oh, isn't this my master's tactic? I still want to be like Brother God of War, go forward and do the right thing for heaven!" He Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at the old Taoist with disgust.

"What...... Old-fashioned, I'm not because of you, the oil bottle!" The old man blew his beard and glared.

"Cut, I didn't see you old just now!" He said with a white eye.

"Alas, the world is going down, and I look forward to the old way that I will return to the West as soon as possible and inherit my property....."

"What, old man, you still have property, hidden deep enough!"

“...... The rebel ......"