It was the goatee Lao Dao who opened his mouth to shout, he saw Yu Dao's movements, he was surprised in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for the help of your ancestors, otherwise Lao Dao will die in battle." ”

The monk next to him was reminded by him, and also hurriedly spoke: "Thank you for your help." ”

Jiang Qiongju was slightly stunned when she saw the two of them. When Yu Dao heard their words, a smile appeared on his face, he did not put down his hand, but continued to hold the Immortal Slashing Knife, staring at the two without speaking.

At this time, the other two worshippers came to their senses, and one of the people dressed as generals actually shouted: "What a demon, sure enough, he is in a nest with the snake and rat of the Peach Blossom Temple." ”

The high hat worshipper also scolded the old Taoist and the monk, "You are so cowardly?"

When the goatee old man and the bald monk heard the words of the two, they looked at each other strangely, and then silently took out their magic weapons.

The old man shouted: "I'm sorry!"

"Amitabha!"

A burst of spiritual light waved, and the generals and top hats were caught off guard, and they only had time to shout: "Thief!" and then felt that his head was dizzy, and he couldn't use his mana.

Lao Dao took the opportunity to type out his own print and pressed it the top of the two of them.

"Ahh The goat is ruthless, and he does not hesitate to use the last bit of mana, and the trick is played.

"Poof!" the Great Seal pressed again, crushing the two of them into pulp.

Seeing that the two of them were dead, the monk and Lao Dao hurriedly collected their mana, their faces immediately turned white, and their bodies were unstable.

Yu Dao saw the movements of the two, nodded slightly, took the trick casually, and then stretched out his fingers and flicked the millilight, and the millilight got into the gourd. He flicked his sleeves and spoke: "Yes, the two of you are still wise people, and they can also save a lot of trouble in the poor road. ”

When the monk and the goatee elder heard his words, their faces were relieved, and their faces were full of joy.

"Thank you, chief, thank you!" The monk also recited the Buddha's name silently, and his bald head was covered with sweat.

Yu Daogu looked at Jiang Qiongju and said, "With these two people here, presumably the handling of things will be simpler." Jiang Qiongju nodded, indicating that she understood.

"In this way, you can also go down the mountain. Yu Dao turned to look at the dilapidated Buddha hall of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, and his eyes flashed with divine light, as if he was thinking about something.

The monk who was silent after reciting the scriptures suddenly said, "Dao Chief, there is still one matter that has not been resolved. Jiang Qiongju and the goatee looked at him.

The monk raised his head and looked intently at the twenty or so armor soldiers on the side of the square, his eyes gloomy.

Lao Dao also suddenly realized that there are still more than 20 people alive, and if they want to prevaricate the matter, these people must solve it.

More than 20 soldiers looked at the four people blankly, the scene just now was really fast, they didn't react to the fact that the chief envoy of embroidery was killed, and then the two worshippers were killed, and the other two worshippers were killed.

This is really a bit shocking and difficult for them to accept.

Seeing the monk and the old Taoist priest looking at him, the more than 20 monks all had stiff faces and trembling hearts, and they hurriedly looked at Yu Dao, their eyes full of pleading.

Yu Dao didn't look back, and said casually: "You two solve it by yourself." ”

The monk and the old Taoist looked at each other, their eyes flickering. The monk gritted his teeth and said, "Today I want to be a wicked person." ”

Lao Dao's beard trembled, and he forcibly raised his magic weapon and faced those armor soldiers, "Everyone, I'm sorry!"

Seeing this, Jiang Qiongju was slightly moved although she had expected it in her heart. But she also knew that there could be no woman, but her eyes twitched, and she didn't even open her mouth.

"Your Excellency!" suddenly someone cried. The soldiers were so exhausted that they couldn't even escape.

Although these armor soldiers are the personal soldiers of the chief envoy of embroidered clothes, they are not good people, and besides, the chief envoy of embroidered clothes is dead, so they have no loyalty or disloyalty.

More than 20 armor soldiers all threw down the swords in their hands, lying on the ground and kowtowing, how could they still have the appearance of being brave and not afraid of death before.

Some people crawled, trying to crawl to Yu Dao's side, hugging their legs and begging for mercy. But the monk who walked by held it against it with his foot.

"Offer mercy, spare your life!" were the voices begging for mercy everywhere.

"I don't want to die!"

"Mother, mother, children are not fil......ial," the iron-beaten man howled.

Lao Dao looked at the armor soldier under his feet, his eyes couldn't bear it, but he still put the last bit of mana in his body into the chicken blood red seal. His face was pale, obviously his foundation had been injured, but for the sake of his own life and situation, he had to do so.

The monk also sighed faintly and said, "Monk, I will recite the scriptures for you." ”

The sound of soft chanting sounded, and the monk was indeed a man of mana, and some people heard it, and the despair in their hearts was reduced a little.

But immediately, the wailing became louder, and the whole audience was full of wailing. The monk's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and the mana crossed into the Buddha beads, and more than 20 people suddenly felt numb in their legs, and it was difficult to even crawl.

"I don't want to die!"

"Let me go, let me go......" The cry was unprecedentedly tragic.

This touched Yu Dao and reminded him of the scene where the armorer attacked the nun before, and a sense of complexity rose in his heart.

He sighed lightly and looked down at the armor soldiers, "I let you solve it yourself, but I didn't say that it was solved like this......"

The monk and the old Taoist froze, hurriedly turned their heads, and said, "It's wrong, the old way is wrong." How did the senior say to solve it?" The monk grabbed the chain of Buddhist beads, wiped his bald head, and asked in a low voice: "What does the Taoist chief say?"

Yu Dao shook his head and spoke: "Give them a way to live, leave half of it." ”

The two worshippers were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, the man at their feet suddenly shouted: "Thank you, master!"

The man's face turned red, and he hurriedly crawled back, grabbed the long knife on the ground, and stabbed it into one person in ecstasy.

Poof!

The other party's eyes were round, staring at the man who stabbed him, his face full of disbelief. His robe would have pointed a knife at him!

The scene was suddenly quiet, and it was bitterly cold, only the unwilling whimper of the injured sounded.

"Ahhh

"I don't want to die!"

"Lao Zhang, I'm sorry!" The more people who cried before, the more hideous their faces became at this time.

A small number of people immediately went crazy, grabbed their swords and slashed their robes. Those who were stunned and could not bear it were immediately cut to the ground, and there was no way to fight back.

So the others were also forced to pick up their swords and fight angrily.

"Die!"

"Kill!" "Kill!!"

The scene was full of flesh and blood for a while, as if it had returned to the previous battlefield, but the people fighting in the field were no longer demons and officers and soldiers, but colleagues, and even brothers in life and death.

The monk and the Taoist priest stared at the scene in front of them, their bodies were cold, their fingers kept trembling, and they could barely hold the magic weapon.

"That's it, these officers and soldiers are not good people, bullying men and women, and harming people's lives...... It's worse than the old way. The goatee priest reluctantly comforted himself in his heart.

The monk recited the scriptures silently, closed his eyes and pretended not to see.

Jiang Qiongju looked at Yu Dao beside him in a daze, and found that Yu Dao was still staring at the Buddha Hall, as if he was thinking about something. Yu Dao noticed that someone was looking at him and looked down at the other party.

It's Jiang Qiongju.

He smiled lightly, reflected in Jiang Qiongju's eyes, like lights under the mountain.