Under the illumination of the white light beads on the top, colorful figures rushed in one after another, quickly covering up the figures of Zhou Fan and the others.

The eleven monks at the entrance of the hall had indifferent faces, and they didn't even need to make a move, the mural could seriously injure or kill these two warriors.

Only their faces soon turned stunned.

Because a giant knife with a cold blue flame cleaved countless figures, and the ground was splattered with multicolored paint.

On the other side, a golden sword soon swept by, and there were wind flocs on the golden sword, strangling colorful figures.

Hundreds of figures were quickly killed to less than a hundred.

"The strength is extraordinary, no wonder two people dared to break into the Snake Buddha Temple. Fa Yue's old voice came out again.

The face of the little novice holding the white bone bead changed slightly, and he quickened his recitation.

The multicolored pigments scattered on the ground suddenly wriggled, condensed into a mass of face liquid, and the face liquid spread, making a gurgling sound of water, and turned into colorful figures again, and continued to rush towards Zhou Fan and the others.

Eleven monks still stand, most of the warriors have the disadvantage of relying on talismans, and the mural colored figures of the Snake Buddha Temple dare not say that they cannot be killed, but they can be resurrected many times.

At least it would be no problem for them to forcibly exhaust the talismans of those two warriors.

Zhou Fan saw that the colored figures were resurrected again, his face was slightly cold, and the giant knife in his hand kept swinging out, slashing the colored figures to death, "Brother Li, I'll leave for a while, can you hold on?"

"Brother Zhou, don't worry. Li Jiujiu said with a smile, and he took out several talismans while swinging his sword.

Zhou Fan got Li Jiujiu's answer, and the layers of colorful figures were slashed by him with a huge opening, and he looked at the eleven monks at the temple gate.

With just one glance, his figure disappeared into the mural corridor.

In the next moment, he appeared in front of the little novice.

Xiao Shami saw Zhou Fan standing in front of him, his small pupils widened in disbelief, but his body couldn't react in any way.

A sharp flash of sword flashed, and the head of the little novice flew up, blood splattered on the temple wall.

Xiao Shami's body fell backwards, and his head was still flipped in the air, and those small eyeballs bulged out to watch Zhou Fan hold the white bone bead in his hand.

The head rolled around the blackstone floor a few times.

The ten monks who gave birth reacted, a mixture of horror and anger appeared on their faces, and they let out an angry shout and threw themselves at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan, who was covered with purple gold light armor, had a cold face, and with a gentle squeeze, the white bone beads suddenly shattered, turning into white powder and scattering from his fingers.

The colorful figures besieging Li Jiujiu in the mural corridor under the temple steps all stopped, and their bodies melted like ice and snow, turning into pools of colorful paint.

Zhou Fan didn't notice this scene, ten monks had already pounced in front of him, and ten snake sticks slashed at him.

The silver snake at the end of the stick came to life and ejected from the club, its mouth open, its two fangs hideous, and it was the first to spew venom.

The venom landed on the purple gold light armor, and ten places in the light armor instantly became charred black.

Zhou Fan didn't dodge the venom, and swung it out with a giant knife of cold blue flames.

Even if it was a giant sword, it was so fast that only three vague half-moon sword shadows could be seen.

The first blade shadow split the ten silver snakes in half, and before the silver snakes landed, the second blade shadow had already split the ten attacking sticks.

When the third sword shadow dispersed again, the heads of the ten monks flew up in unison.

Blood gushed out from the ten headless corpses, staining the temple door red.

The corpse fell to pieces.

The scene was bloody and brutal.

But Zhou Fan didn't get a drop of blood.

Li Jiujiu also rushed to the door of the main hall, carefully avoiding the blood of the people under his feet.

The two did not speak, but looked carefully into the temple.

There is a big golden Buddha solemn and solemn above the Buddha hall, and under the golden Buddha, there is still a monk of Fayue with his back to Zhou Fan and Li Jiujiu.

On the other side of the abbot, there was a line of horsemen and warriors, their eyes glazed over, apparently unaware of what was happening.

"Amitabha. Monk Fayue sighed lightly, "Lord Zhou Shi killed all the disciples of Lao Gao, it's really a big murderous intention." ”

"I'm curious, why don't you run away?" Zhou Fan pulled Li Jiujiu and didn't let him step into the hall rashly.

Because he felt that there was a lot of strangeness in the hall, and Monk Fayue hadn't turned around at this time, which made him feel a chill in his body slightly.

Even when he said that he killed his disciple, he did not make himself feel any sadness.

This old monk is not simple.

There may be some traps in the temple.

"It's a pity that these disciples of Lao Qu, even if they were originally just some bandits who killed people in the city and had to flee to the wilderness, but after all, they took refuge in my Buddha, that is my Buddha's disciples, Zhou Shizhu made this killing, aren't they afraid of going to hell?" Fa Yue still asked softly.

"You old monk, you don't have good intentions towards us, the disciples turned out to be composed of some bandits, and if you kill them, you will kill them, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a disciple of the Buddhist family?" Li Jiu said with a cold face, his eyes staring at the Buddha Hall vigilantly.

"Master Li Shi misunderstood, the Buddha that Lao Ke believes in is different from what you said, Lao Qu believed in this Buddha when he was young. Monk Fayue's voice was calm, and he pointed to the golden statue of the Buddha in the main hall, "Later, something happened, and the old man gradually understood that he was not worthy of faith, and believed in the current Buddha." ”

"I don't know what kind of Buddha Abbot Fayue believes in now?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

"Snake Buddha Temple...... Snake Buddha Temple...... Lao Kexin is naturally a snake Buddha. Fa Yue said with a serious face.

"It turned out to be an evil monk who was worse than the small Buddha temple. Li Jiujiu was disgusted by these pretending to be ghosts, and he sneered and sneered.

"The world is puzzled, and my heart aches. Fa Yue sighed and did not make any further excuses.

"Why don't you run away, are you waiting for your snake Buddha to come?" Zhou Fan asked again the question that Fa Yue had just avoided answering.

The look of vigilance in his eyes was undiminished, and his willingness to chat with Monk Fayue here was just a mutual temptation between the two.

"Does Master Zhou think he has won?" Fa Yue chuckled, "Lord Zhou didn't come in, I guessed something, but it wasn't as Lord Zhou thought, to deal with Lord Zhou, there was no need for the snake Buddha to make a move, and the old man alone was enough." ”

Fa Yue slowly turned around, his face looked old and wrinkled, not scary, but there were countless small snake tails on his neck that were constantly twisting, and soon his face continued to have snake tails coming out.

His entire face was shaky, with a snake's tail shaking.

When he opened his mouth, a snake poked out of his mouth, and the snake's mouth closed one by one, and the voice came out of the snake's mouth: "It is Zhou Shizhu who should escape, but it is too late for Zhou Shizhu to escape." ”

The entire Buddha hall trembled faintly.