"This guy...... Sure enough, it's a demon! Kill him!"

The handsome young man's face was frightened, and the three of them scattered extremely quickly, facing the demons, it was dangerous to engage at close range.

However, the white-eyed old monk suddenly flashed, and appeared in front of the retreating handsome young man as if teleporting, and grabbed it with his palm forward!

"Poof!"

The handsome young man's body shook, and he looked down to see that one of the palms of the white-eyed old monk pierced his chest like a sharp blade, digging out a bloody heart!

"You...... You ......" The handsome young man struggled to say something, but his body lost strength and slowly fell to the ground.

"Liu Wen!"

Seeing this, the cold man exclaimed, this fellow disciple died in front of his eyes so easily?

"Let's go! this is a general-level demon, not something we can deal with!" as for the middle-aged man, he exclaimed with a pale face, they passed by this temple not long ago, and were keenly aware of the strangeness of this place, and guessed that there might be a demon entrenched, ready to kill it.

A demon, whose heart is brought back, can sell a lot of spirit stones in the Immortal Cultivation Sect and even the Great Xia Dynasty, but the combat power shown by the white-eyed old monk is by no means comparable to ordinary soldier-level demons, this is comparable to the general-level demons of immortal cultivators in the foundation building period, and it is not something they can deal with at all!

"Smack!"

The white-eyed old monk shook his hand, and the heart in his hand flew towards the cold man, the cold man was completely frightened, and subconsciously caught it, but the heart that was still beating in his hand and the hot touch made the cold man tremble, and the heart and teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

The white-eyed old monk saw the teacup that fell to the ground and the tea on the ground, which made his eyes spew blood: "Dare to waste the precious treasure tea of the poor monk? give me death!"

A terrifying speed like teleportation erupted, and the figure of the white-eyed old monk appeared in front of the cold man in a flash, and suddenly punched out!

The cold man hurriedly wanted to do something, but it was too late, the white-eyed old monk's speed was as fast as a ghost, and he didn't have a chance to connect with the magic seal to cast a spell!

"Bang!"

This punch hit the cold man's chest, and suddenly in a dull sound, the cold man's entire chest collapsed, and a big living person weighing more than 100 pounds was thrown more than ten meters away by a live punch, and smashed into the courtyard of the temple, and he swallowed before he could make a scream!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's body trembled, he was just an immortal cultivator at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi refining period, and in the face of this white-eyed old monk who had killed two companions in a row, he didn't have any fighting intent at all, and immediately turned around and wanted to escape.

"Unlucky! Unlucky! There are such terrible demons entrenched in such a small place!" the middle-aged man shouted in his heart, this is too unlucky!

But the demonic shadow of the white-eyed old monk had already intercepted him on his way, and his blood-red eyes looked at him coldly: "You also want to waste the poor monk's treasure tea?"

"I didn't ...... I didn't. The middle-aged man was so frightened that his body trembled, and he was in a cold sweat, at such a close distance, he didn't dare to make a move at all, otherwise the white-eyed old monk could kill him when he raised his hand!

The middle-aged man glanced at the turquoise tea in the teacup in his hand, gritted his teeth, and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old monk nodded with satisfaction and got out of the way.

"Quick...... Let's go!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and immediately fled towards the outside of the temple without hesitation, and he didn't care about the corpses of his two companions, such a terrible demon, it was only possible to deal with it when the elders of their division came!

"Poof!"

However, as soon as the middle-aged man ran to the door of the temple, he felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the black head in front of him fell to the ground.

"In the tea...... Poisonous. This was the last thought of the middle-aged man.

"This guy...... Is it a human or a demon?"

In just less than half a minute, Tang Jie saw that the white-eyed old monk had disposed of the three immortal cultivators like pinching three ants to death, and his eyes were also full of solemnity, the white-eyed old monk in front of him was very similar to the previous blood cloud thief, like a demon, and like a human.

But what is certain is that this white-eyed old monk is very strong, and the people of that group of blood cloud thieves are a group of rabble compared to him!

Tang Jie had already stood up from the ground, because the white-eyed old monk was walking towards him.

"Donor, isn't this tea to your taste? why don't you drink it?"

The white-eyed old monk looked at Tang Jie with a puzzled expression, the blood in his eyes disappeared, he looked like an ordinary monk, kind and kind-eyed, but seeing that the white-eyed old monk easily solved the three immortal cultivators who came to the door, Tang Jie didn't feel harmless to other animals.

Tang Jie can't drink this green tea, and the middle-aged man just now is a role model.

Tang Jie had a smile on his face: "This tea ...... Drink it yourself!"

Woohoo!

Tang Jie suddenly shook his wrist and spilled the tea in the teacup, and under his infusion of Gang Qi, the drops of tea that spilled out were like bullets, tearing the air and bombarding towards the white-eyed old monk!

This white-eyed old monk is by no means a good type, Tang Jie will not keep his hands, and he will strike first!

"Puff puff!"

The white-eyed old monk seemed to have realized it a long time ago, he poured his strength into his sleeves, and suddenly flicked it, and the water droplets filled with qi were actually slapped out by his sleeves, and landed on a stone pillar supporting the house next to him, making a series of sounds, leaving holes the size of peanuts!

These water droplets are infused with Tang Jie's Gang Qi, if they fall on the flesh and blood, they can definitely blast the human body out of transparent blood holes!

"This old monk ...... It's a very powerful martial artist!A very powerful martial artist!" Seeing this scene, Tang Jie's expression was extremely solemn.

It is not possible to judge whether this white-eyed old monk is a demon Tang Jie, but one thing is for sure, the white-eyed old monk is a martial artist like him, and he may be the strongest martial artist he has ever seen now, and his strength is unfathomable!

The white-eyed old monk looked at the holes left on his sleeves, and a thick look of surprise appeared on his old face: "Can you damage the poor monk's demon robe with water droplets?"

The white-eyed old monk was very surprised, refining qi into gang, this is too rare among martial artists, and a young martial arts master like Tang Jie, even the most demonic young martial artist in their sect, is far inferior to Tang Jie's age!

"Who are you, why are you here?" Tang Jie asked in a cold voice as he stared at the white-eyed old monk.

The white-eyed old monk smiled when he heard this: "The poor monk's law name is Zhitian, and he is a descendant of Tantra. ”

"Tantra?" Tang Jie didn't know what this Tantra was, but it should be one of the Buddhist sects, and this white-eyed old monk was also a member of the Buddhist sect?

Tang Jie was about to ask something, but the white-eyed old monk's eyes suddenly bloomed with a blood-red light, his face changed as soon as he said it, and a cold killing intent appeared on his face: "Boy, dare to waste the precious treasure tea of the poor monk, today you need to confess to the Buddha!"

Shout!

The moment the words fell, the white-eyed old monk suddenly rushed towards Tang Jie without warning, the distance of several meters was fleeting, and a pair of eyes spurted blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Draw your sword, slash!"

Tang Jie had already prepared, and the palm pressed on the handle of the knife instantly took out the knife, and a silver-white knife light broke free from the shackles of the scabbard, like an evil dragon roaring, slashing the white-eyed old monk who rushed towards him, this knife Tang Jie has been accumulating for a long time, and both speed and strength have reached a peak!

"Poof!"

This knife slashed through the waist of the white-eyed old monk, cutting his body into two from the middle!

"Cut it empty?" Tang Jie's pupils shrank slightly, his ambition to win the knife was actually cut empty, and what he just hit was just an afterimage of the white-eyed old monk!

"Your heart...... It must be delicious!" The white-eyed old monk appeared behind Tang Jie like a ghost, Sen Ran smiled, his five fingers were bent into claws, and he grabbed Tang Jie's back heart with a claw, and the five fingers rubbed against the air, making a piercing sound of breaking the air!