"Yuqing! It's really you!"

Kuen's voice fell, his eyes turned to Ku Jie again, his face changed again, he looked at the white-eyed old monk with a sad face, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xing Nian, Senior Brother of Ku Fen?"

"Xingnian Master!"

Jian Qingyu was slightly startled, and looked at the white-eyed old monk in surprise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xingnian Monk is a senior monk of the previous generation of Buddhism, and he is also the master of the bitter precepts, the ancestor of Jian Qingyu, if he is still alive, he is now over 100 years old.

"Casting Period!"

Sure enough, Jian Qingyu took a closer look like this, and found that there was not the slightest breath escaping from the body of this white-eyed old monk, and it was the same as the feeling that Lin Boying and the man in black gave him, and he was also an earth immortal master!

"Disciple Yuqing, meet the ancestor!"

Jian Qingyu hurriedly turned around and kowtowed to the white-eyed old monk.

"Amitabha!

The white-eyed old monk's expression dimmed a little again, and he sighed and said, "The bitter precept has passed away!"

"Senior Brother of Bitter Discipline!"

Kuen's complexion changed, his eyes looked at Jian Qingyu, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, but his face became more and more gloomy.

"Senior Uncle Xingnian, can you see why Senior Brother Bitter Martial Arts died?"

Kuen slowly stood up, walked to Xingnian's side, saluted slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha!"

Xing Nian slowly stood up, looked at Jian Qingyu, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "As you expected, "Arhat Golden Body"!"

"What!"

Jian Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly investigated the injuries of the bitter ring, and his face quickly became gloomy.

"Trap!"

Jian Qingyu's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

"Uncle, when Lao Qu and others left the meditation room, they met a disciple to report, someone broke into the back mountain at night, and was found by the disciple on duty, who was seriously injured by the "Arhat Golden Body", and before he passed away, he personally said that the person who broke into the mountain was Yuqing!"

Kuen said in a deep voice.

"Amitabha!"

Xingnian sighed, looked at Jian Qingyu, his expression was already a little cold, and said in a deep voice: "Yuqing, what is your defense?"

"Master, I didn't kill the master!"

Jian Qingyu said slowly.

He must not say that the master died under the hands of Yun Su'er, Yun Su'er is the respect of a faction, how can he meet with the bitter precepts who never leave the temple late at night, how can there be "Arhat Golden Body".

When the matter of the two of them came out, not only would the master's bitter vows and the Buddha sect be disgraced, but Yun Qingyang would also be implicated, so he couldn't tell the truth no matter what!

"Rebels, dare to quibble!"

Seeing that Jian Qingyu denied it, Kuen immediately became angry, shouted loudly, and already clawed his hands and grabbed Jian Qingyu, and shouted sharply: "Lao Qu will arrest you back to the temple today and hand it over to the abbot for disposal!"

Jian Qingyu hurriedly turned over and stood up, his right hand was palmed, and he opened Kuen's hands, and then quickly retreated, and said in a deep voice: "Forgive me, the disciple has a deep hatred of blood, and I can't go back to the temple with you to confess for the time being!"

After that, Jian Qingyu turned around and wanted to turn around and flee, and the Buddhist Sect elder who came with Kuen had already made a move, surrounded Jian Qingyu in the center, and attacked!

Jian Qingyu's steps froze, his face became solemn, his eyes looked at Xing Nian, and Xing Nian stared at Jian Qingyu coldly, silent.

With a light sigh, Jian Qingyu put the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword behind him, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "Uncles, the disciple has offended!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Qingyu's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the cliff in the back mountain!

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

In front of Jian Qingyu, the two old monks saw Jian Qingyu rushing over, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and already clenched their fists with both hands and went straight to Jian Qingyu's chest.

In a flash, Jian Qingyu appeared in front of the two old monks, palmed his hands, caught the two fists, and then suddenly exerted force, and his body continued to jump forward.

The fists of the two old monks slammed into Jian Qingyu's palm, and they suddenly felt a terrifying force of shock, and before they could react, their bodies flew upside down.

However, as soon as Jian Qingyu rushed out of a few zhang, Kuen attacked again, clenched his fists with both hands, and frantically blasted at Jian Qingyu, at the same time, several other old monks also clawed their hands one by one, and took Jian Qingyu everywhere around his body, but he wanted to capture Jian Qingyu with the technique of Buddhism.

Jian Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly, and he shook back the bitterness with one palm, but it should have affected the injuries in his body, and the qi in his body stagnated, and at this moment, Jian Qingyu's shoulders and limbs were all captured, and he couldn't move!

"Poof!"

The last to attack a long-bearded and thin old monk struck Jian Qingyu's stomach with a claw, and his five fingers pierced into the flesh, Jian Qingyu was hit hard, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Spies!"

Looking at the grim smile on the face of the long-bearded and thin old monk, Jian Qingyu's complexion changed greatly, and he roared, and his whole body was full of innate anger, and at the same time, he ran the "Arhat Golden Body", broke free from the grasp of the Buddhist monks, and slapped his palm on the old monk's chest!

"Poof!"

The long-bearded and thin old monk's face was pale, his eyes were bulging, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and when he landed, his vitality had already dissipated!

"Senior Brother of Bitterness!"

When the monks saw that Jian Qingyu was so ferocious, they killed Ku Yan with one palm, and they were immediately shocked, and hurriedly attacked Jian Qingyu angrily.

The monks attacked wildly, but Jian Qingyu couldn't bear to fight for life and death, and was already seriously injured, so he immediately fell into the disadvantage, and hurriedly retreated, turned around and fled!

"Chase!"

Seeing this, Kuen shouted angrily, and the monks quickly chased after him!

"Amitabha!"

Everyone left, Xing Nian's eyes slowly looked at the bitter precept, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and then he looked at the bitter Yan who was killed by Jian Qingyu's palm, his brows gradually wrinkled, and his eyes showed a suspicious look, after a long time, Fang sighed, looked at the direction where Jian Qingyu and the monks disappeared, and followed in a flash!

On the edge of the cliff, Jian Qingyu fled all the way here, but the injury became more and more serious, and a sense of weakness hit his heart, but he was pressed down.

The strength of the mysterious man in black is really terrifying, he accidentally hit his palm, but fortunately, this time he fought with the monks, and his injuries became more and more serious, and now he fled with all his strength, and he couldn't get rid of the tracking of Kuen and others.

"Yuqing, you first kill the junior brother of Kujie and the void phase, and then kill the senior brother of Kuyan, and if you don't hurry up, you will be arrested, and go back with the old man to confess the guilt to the senior brother of the abbot!"

Kuen and the others surrounded Jian Qingyu on the edge of the cliff, looking at Jian Qingyu vigilantly.

Just now, Jian Qingyu was captured by them together, and he was able to instantly shake them back, and he slashed and killed Ku Yan, and this strength was already far beyond them!

"Bitter Grace Master forgives the sin! When the disciple finds out the reason, he will come to ask for the sin!"

With that, Jian Qingyu turned around sharply and rushed towards the edge of the cliff, and after borrowing a force from the edge of the cliff, he leaped away into the distance.

"Yuqing and slow!"

The sound of the sky came from afar, but it was too late, and the old monks such as Kuen looked at the sword Qingyu who fell into the river, and their faces were difficult to look at.

"Uncle Xingnian!"

Seeing the white-eyed old monk appear, Kuen hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The disciple is incompetent, let the rebel escape!"

"Amitabha!"

Xing Nian sighed and said in a deep voice: "Yuqing is seriously injured, even if he jumps into the river, he may not be able to go far, you quickly send disciples along the river to find him, and you will definitely bring him back safely!"

"Yes!"

Kuen nodded, and walked away quickly with the monks!

......

Not long after Xing Nian, Ku En and the others quickly left, in the shadows under the cliff, Yun Su'er and the two men in black slowly walked out.

I saw one of the black-clothed figures flashing, stepping lightly on the surface of the river, and there was already a rope in his hand from where and now.

I saw the rope shake, like a sharp arrow shot into the water, and when it was withdrawn, its face was pale, and the sword Qingyu, who had fallen into a coma, had been rolled up by the rope and flew out of the river!

"It turns out that this is the Skyfall Divine Sword!"

Another black-clothed man grabbed the Skyfall Divine Sword behind the sword Qingyu, slowly pulled out the long sword, looked at the blood-colored hilt, and couldn't help but exclaim: "The sword qi is powerful and domineering, and it is breathtaking, worthy of the Skyfall Divine Sword!"

"You take the Skyfall Divine Sword back and put it away, don't let people find out!"

Yun Su'er's gaze slowly withdrew from the Skyfall Divine Sword, and then looked at the sword Qingyu lightly, and said in a deep voice: "I'll take the people!"

"Now that we've got the Skyfall Sword, what's the use of keeping him?"

The black-clothed man frowned slightly, looking at Jian Qingyu's gaze, the cold light flickered, and the Skyfall Divine Sword in his hand slowly pointed at Jian Qingyu's throat, and said in a deep voice: "Chop the grass and eradicate the roots, it is better to let me finish him off with a sword, so as to avoid future troubles!"

"Kill him like this, won't he die too happily!"

Yun Su'er smiled coldly and said, "I'm going to send him to the Daomen and let him do one more thing for us!"