Chapter 325: Escape

Yan Guixing clenched his fists and was just about to insist, but he was held down by Gu Chengfeng beside him.

"Yan Guixing, we stayed here, but we were holding Zhang Yang back. ”

Yan Guixing closed his lips tightly, was silent for a moment, could only nod heavily, and when he and Gu Chengfeng left, he shouted loudly to Zhang Yang, who was entangled with the demon monk in the air, and shouted: "Zhang Yang! We are waiting for you in Xinhua Kingdom!"

Zhang Yang didn't speak, but gritted his teeth and held the long sword in his hand, competing with the demon monk for strength.

The demon monk didn't seem to care about Yan Guixing and them, but said with a grim face: "Hehe, it's still a loving and righteous person, don't worry, as long as you die, your so-called Xinhua Kingdom, we will help you take care of it." ”

With a bang, the demon monk slapped his palm at Zhang Yang's heart, and instantly his qi and blood surged, and a cold breath spread from his heart, Zhang Yang felt that his joints seemed to be frozen and his movements were slow.

"What the hell are you trying to do! ”

"Hehe, no grievances, no hatred? Zhang Yang, if you didn't create Xinhua Kingdom and didn't protect those wastes, we really have no grudges with you, but you are too nosy, which is doomed to the end of your death!"

After speaking, the demon monk exerted his strength again, a layer of golden light floated on his body, and six arms appeared behind him, like a mutated monster, and slapped at Zhang Yang.

With a snort, Zhang Yang's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, Zhang Yang already understood in his heart that he was not the opponent of this demon monk at all.

In other words, in this land of China, no one is his opponent!

Because he turned out to be a Mahayana master, it was as if he was just one opportunity away from the power of ascending!

At this moment, he is an eighth-level martial artist, and there is at least a gap of at least two grades between him and the demon monk opposite.

This made Zhang Yang have no intention of continuing to fight with him now, and just wanted to drag him down first, giving Yan Guixing and a few of them and Emei people time to escape from here.

Zhang Yang was slapped by the demon monk again, and felt that his internal organs were about to burst at any time, and his mouth was already full of blood, which made his painful brain a little sluggish.

"Aren't the people of the Buddha Kingdom committed to helping the world and saving people? Why do you want to oppose me everywhere?

The corners of the demon monk's mouth were the same, and he said coldly: "We are here to save the world, but you have become a stumbling block to us, so you must disappear!"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of this demon monk, and when he was out of his mind, his chest was hit by him with a stick again, and he had no ability to fight back.

Zhang Yang's eyes were red, and he had already been beaten red.

This is the first time he has been so embarrassed since he practiced, and the honor and sense of responsibility in his heart made the momentum on his body open up again, and faintly, there was a momentum that broke through the eighth-level martial artist.

The demon monk was startled, clenched the stick in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, boy, if you are a person from my Buddha country, you will definitely be a malleable talent, a famous person, but unfortunately, you are our opposite! At this time, you can still advance, such a strength, I can't keep you!"

After speaking, the demon monk raised his hand with a stick and hit the flamboyant Tianling Gai.

Zhang Yang raised his hand and held the stick tightly in his hand, feeling that after the two hands touched, a cold frost sensation appeared on the black stick, which froze layer by layer along his arm and went straight to his heart.

Zhang Yang's heart sank, and he recited the spiritual fire spell in his heart silently, and roared: "Break!"

With a click, the ice attached to his body shattered instantly, Zhang Yang raised his hand, and condensed the Divine Emperor Sutra in the palm of his hand, gave up the blade, held the demon monk's wrist with one hand, and hit the demon monk's heart with his bare hand with the other hand.

"I can't help myself!"

The demon monk's eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't take the flamboyant attack in his eyes, but when his fist touched his heart, his face changed, and he roared in surprise: "You! You have reached the ninth level martial artist!"

With a bang, the demon monk's body was blown away by Zhang Yang and crashed into the green mountain behind him.

Zhang Yang's body moved, leaving only an afterimage, facing the place where the demon monk fell, his hands into fists, silently reciting the Divine Emperor Sutra, and hitting it with a volley.

In an instant, a fist of golden light in the air struck down in the direction where the demon monk fell.

Boom, booming sound, the whole Emei began to shake violently.

The Emei people who were about to leave immediately looked in the direction of the back mountain in shock, and someone whispered: "This, is this Zhang Zhenren winning?" Or is the demon monk winning?"

Gu Chengfeng said with a solemn face: "No matter who wins or loses, you should hurry back to Xinhua Kingdom with us first! This demon monk is obviously not good, you don't waste the life-saving time that Zhang Yang has delayed for you!"

The head of Emei also immediately nodded in agreement, helped Yan Guixing to open the space crack in front of him, and ordered the Emei disciple loudly: "Emei disciple obey the order! Rush to Xinhua Country immediately, there must be no mistake!"

"Yes!"

The Emei disciples quickly walked into the black space tunnel, Yan Guixing and a few people maintained the space tunnel, they already felt that their aura was unstable, a layer of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads, their faces were even more gloomy, and they looked back at the direction of Zhang Yang's battle worriedly.

Finally, after the figure of the last Emei disciple disappeared, several people hesitantly raised their feet and walked into the space tunnel and disappeared into Mount Emei.

Now on the empty Mount Emei, only Zhang Yang is left to confront the scarred demon monk.

The blood on the demon monk's body rolled down to the ground drop by drop, and his face became more and more ruthless.

The evil eyes are the opposite of the people who cultivate Buddha in their impressions, revealing a ruthless aura.

"Hehe, boy, you've succeeded in me off. ”

The demon monk's sneer echoed in the mountain, it was so piercing, and a strong aura of danger spread, and he stood opposite him with a raised eyebrow, knowing that this time he was afraid that he was really going to die......

The demon monk suddenly folded his hands, closed his eyes with a bloodthirsty breath, and silently recited obscure scriptures in his mouth, and gradually a cold wind blew around him, bleak and desolate.

"Nam no Amitabha...... I am a Buddha with compassion. ”

After the demon monk finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures, he opened his eyes again, and the breath of the whole person completely changed, and there was a faint golden light on his body, which seemed to have a sense of sacred Buddhism.

Zhang Yang sneered: "My Buddha is merciful, bald donkey, you can't help but put too much gold on your face, right? If you are really compassionate, how can you come to kill people?"

"Because I killed you, I will be able to purify all sentient beings!"