Chapter 12: Destruction!

An invisible qi machine locked the void, making it impossible to dodge it, and could only force the sword.

Wang Yue just wanted to see if he could completely force the void and let him go all out.

"Amitabha, if the donor kills me, please spare the other monks of the Pure Mind Monastery. ”

At the critical moment, Likong actually made such a move, Wang Yue's face was stunned, and he didn't expect it at all.

Sacrificing his life, just to let him go of the Nian Zen Monastery, is really enough to sacrifice himself for others and be selfless.

On the contrary, Wang Yue will not do what he wants.

A sword slanted past it towards the monks behind it.

The empty look was completely frozen at this moment.

With a snort, the Yin Yang Sword Gang came out of his hand, and suddenly headed towards those wooden monks, sounding like chopping melons and vegetables.

In an instant, there were wails everywhere, as well as stumps and broken arms, blood splashed, and the pure place of Buddhism became a Shura field.

Wang Yue's figure flashed out, and he had already crossed the air, rushing towards the main hall of the Pure Nian Zen Temple, not knowing what to do.

"You devil ......" Sora tried his best to endure and not let himself blurt out, otherwise the closed-mouth meditation that he had cultivated for a long time would be broken.

At this time, he was unprecedentedly angry, even when he encountered those demons who killed people without blinking, he had never been so angry.

Many monks of the Pure Nian Monastery died innocently under Wang Yue's sword, and there was a faint trace of murderous intent in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed by him.

Then he remembered something, and hurriedly rushed up and chased after Wang Yue.

He didn't know. Wang Yue came to the purpose of the Zen Temple. What the hell is going to do!

At this time. Wang Yue had already entered the main hall, and at this time, there were nearly two hundred monks inside, as well as more than a dozen monks of different identities.

Wang Yue swept them slightly, and found that the two hundred monks were actually first-class masters, equivalent to the innate realm, and there were more than ten monks. They are all in the realm of grandmasters, this Pure Mind Zen Temple is really extraordinary, worthy of being one of the hidden sects, not showing mountains and rivers on the rivers and lakes, but it has such a good strength.

"Donor, what's the matter with coming here to chant the main hall?" An old monk who didn't know his identity looked at Wang Yue and said loudly.

Wang Yue looked around and really opened his eyes to the decoration in this hall.

Finely carved columns. Sparse and grand bucket arches, carved railings and jade masonry. The eaves are far-reaching, and the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin Temple is compared with him, and they are all willing to bow down.

"Eh, it's a pity to ruin this place!" Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh.

The reason why he came in was to destroy all the seven halls, and the bullshit Jingnian Zen Temple, maybe he would be stabbed in the back in the future, and Wang Yue would let them take care of themselves, so that they would not have time to cooperate with the women of Cihang Jingzhai, and sooner or later he would be ruined.

Hearing what Wang Yue said, those monks all looked pale, "What is the donor going to do!"

Later, Wang Yue felt that the empty was already chasing him, and he had to make a decisive move, and he couldn't delay.

A terrifying oppressive force swept away from Wang Yue's body in an instant. His body soared into the air, facing the Buddha statues in the main hall and so on, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Slash!"

Wang Yue shouted, his right arm waved out, and he saw a brilliant golden light split out from his palm, and fell onto the Buddha statue on the side of the main hall, and suddenly there was a shocking explosion.

A few feet behind him, he hurried over, saw this scene, his eyes were about to split, and he blurted out with an angry shout.

"Stop!"

After saying the two words, the empty face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and the closed Zen magic skill was broken, and he received some injuries.

The Buddha statue in the main hall exploded from it, turning into fragments and flying everywhere, and even on the wall, there was an extremely deep sword mark left.

"Stop!"

"No!"

This shocking scene made all the monks in the hall exclaim, they couldn't accept this fact.

The Buddha statue collapsed and shattered in front of their eyes, and for some monks with deep faith, it was undoubtedly the collapse of their worldview.

A few monks directly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Behind him, he shot out in the air, and a surging palm force slapped towards Wang Yuehou's heart, this time it was a killing machine.

Wang Yue also felt that this empty shot with all his strength, and it was really much stronger than Fang Cai, but it was a pity that the closed-mouth Zen magic skill was broken, and the power was greatly reduced.

"Well done. ”

Wang Yue turned around and met it with one palm, and the two unrivaled palm forces collided in the air, which suddenly stirred up a strong wind and blew some monks to the ground.

Puffy puffy!

After a few palms in a row, Wang Yue flew out of the hall while fighting with the air, and when he arrived in the open space outside, he exchanged more than ten moves in mid-air, and the strong wind dispersed, and some of the overflowing energy destroyed everything around.

The two of them landed at the same time, their palms came out together, and the four palms collided, there was no strong sound, but the floor clicked and shattered, spreading out like a spider's web, and finally where the two of them stood, there was an explosion sound of two absolutely powerful qi colliding.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, and two figures flew out of it at the same time.

Wang Yue's right arm was raised high, his face was cold and solemn, and the yin and yang true qi around his body was constantly surging, and he took the first step on the top of the air, and slashed his right arm down!

Seeing this, the true qi of the whole body also exploded, and a palm slashed straight up.

As soon as they went up, a golden and white brilliant sword light, and an extremely powerful and powerful energy, collided between the two, and it seemed that the air around them was frozen all at once.

With a loud bang, the sky was directly shaken down, and it fell to the ground hard, surrounded by cracks.

Wang Yue was swept away by the energy, constantly borrowing strength in the air, moving sideways in the air, before he stabilized his body and fell to the ground.

Spit out a breath of turbid breath in his chest, and at that moment, he was almost injured, but fortunately, he withstood it with his strength in time. But it wasn't so lucky.

There was blood stained in front of him, some residual blood stains hung from the corners of his mouth, and his face was like gold paper, and he was struggling to get up at the moment.

People who can fight with Wang Yue to this extent, since entering the Tang world, Likong is still the first, and he is worthy of being one of the few great grandmasters.

Likong may be compared with Song Que, Shi Zhixuan, the three great masters and others, and there are still some shortcomings, but compared to Zhu Yuyan, Wan Wan, and Shi Fei Xuan, it is still slightly better.

"It's a pity that you lost!" Wang Yue looked at the sky and shook his head slightly.

The other party wanted to say something more, but he was seriously injured, and this movement affected the injury, and he couldn't help but snort.

Wang Yue didn't pay attention to him, but continued his unfinished thoughts, flew up, and headed towards the seven main halls.

Today, he will destroy seven great halls, and the one made of brass, all of gold!

Looking at it from afar, he felt weak and powerless, and closed his eyes in pain.

Boom Boom!

With several earth-shattering loud sounds, even the ground trembled faintly, and the seven halls collapsed one after another, and the monks of the Jingnian Zen Monastery were powerless to change, so they could only sit down and chant in their mouths.

Just after Wang Yue destroyed the six halls, there was an unexpected person who came to the Jingnian Zen Temple. (To be continued.) )

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