The Zen realm is secluded, and the ancient temple is thousands of years. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The Info Huasheng Temple adheres to the law of "casting the Dharma all over and transforming all living beings", and there is no dispute with the world, but the ancient temple can stand through the catastrophe and war, and it must have hidden strength. The disciples of the Huasheng Temple are spiritually determined, and most of them study the way of Qihuang, in addition to helping the common people, they also have extremely high requirements for their own cultivation......

"Let's borrow!" With a hearty cry, the door of a meditation room was suddenly slammed open by a young monk, who shouted at a young man on the bed.

"It's over, it's not good, you get up!"

I saw a handsome and stunningly handsome, with short white hair, a face with carved facial features, and an angular face handsome and unusually handsome young man, he looked like a debauchery on the outside, and when he heard the shout, he slowly opened his eyes, and his tone was a little angry:

"What's the matter? It's disturbing the master's sleep!"

The little monk cried with a sad face, and his eyes faintly overflowed with grief, "Abbot...... The abbot was killed last night. ”

"What ......" Hearing this, Wan Yanfeng's expression suddenly became sluggish, and it took a long time to regain his strength, and he hurriedly jumped off the bed, found a random shirt, and ran out of the meditation room......

Abbot Hui Yan Feng has great kindness to Wan Yan Feng, if he hadn't taken him in, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out by now, and today when he heard that his teacher had died, Wan Yan Feng was already grief-stricken in his heart, as if the whole world had collapsed.

When he stepped into the main hall of the temple, the flames were soaring, and the abbot of Hui Yan Feng was already being cremated, and Wan Yan Feng's body trembled, he was already stunned and at a loss, he looked at the crackling firelight blankly, and was a little lost.

"Master—!"

Finally, Yan Feng let out a wail, and he had collapsed at this moment, as if he was screaming heartbreakingly...... Passed far away...... Far away......

"Wan Yan Feng, you kill the abbot! and the face to come here!" At this time, a burly old monk wearing a yellow robe walked over, followed by a few young monks with cold faces.

As soon as his words fell, eighteen golden monks poured around Wan Yan Feng, and there was no hiding killing intent on his body!

However, Wan Yan Feng was so grief-stricken at the moment that he didn't notice his surroundings at all, nor did he see the elder, let alone hear his words, he just muttered in his mouth, "Master......!

"Wan Yan Feng, don't pretend, the abbot is so good to you, but you are wolf-hearted!" At this time, another elder of the Transformation Temple glared at Yan Feng angrily, his voice was full of anger, and said, "I don't think the abbot should have saved you in the first place!"

"One day as a teacher and a father for life, how could I kill Master!" Finally, a cold voice spat out from the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, and then he slowly stood up, his eyes swept over everyone coldly, "Hmph! Since the day I evolved into the Life Temple, you have hated me to the core, and now you actually bite me Yan Feng, what are your intentions!"

"Shut up!" The burly elder from before suddenly shouted angrily: "You are a demon in the first place! You still don't admit it after killing your master! Don't you know? Leaving you in the Huasheng Temple is tantamount to raising a tiger for trouble!"

Wan Yan Feng listened to their words, the sneer on his face became strong, and he completely ignored the existence of everyone around him, and his heart became desolate......

It was not the first time he had heard these two words, since the day he entered the Avatar Temple at the age of seven, they all said that they were devils, and each of them treated him coldly, if it wasn't for the abbot to defend himself everywhere, he would have been beaten to death by them a long time ago!

"Take him down!" The two elders shouted angrily in unison, only to see the eighteen Arhat King Kong, suddenly rushing towards Wan Yan Feng!

Wan Yanfeng knew that no matter how he explained, they would not give up, because in their eyes, he had to die!

"You keep saying that you are compassionate, but I only see one person, and that is Abbot Hui Li, and you are a femme fatale!!

Wan Yan Feng sneered, took a step forward, and the peak strength of the Yellow Rank Sevenfold Mountain was released, forcing the powerhouses of the Eighteen Arhats, King Kong, and the Yellow Rank Sixfold Mountain to take a step back and hesitate.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The corners of the two elders' mouths twitched, their beards were all open, and their anger was thin, their bodies were already tall, coupled with the strength of the Xuanjie Nine Mountains, this anger was full of power, and Wan Yan Feng was even a little overwhelmed!

"Don't talk nonsense, I know you've been waiting for a long time, right?" Even so, Wan Yan Feng still sneered, his face was fearless, "Let's do it!"

At that moment, everyone looked at Wan Yan Feng in surprise, only to see that his outstretched left hand was not a normal person's hand, but a twisted blood-red arm, and a strong dark aura emanated from this arm.

Ghost Hands!!

Everyone stared at Wan Yan Feng deadly, their eyes were full of disgust, and suddenly the two elders shouted angrily: "It's the demon cursed by the ghosts and gods, kill him." ”

"Kill!"

Immediately, the eighteen golden-bodied Arhats were holding long sticks, and their faces were expressionless, but they only showed a pair of hideous and scarlet eyes.

A strong qi swung out from the long stick in their hands, and the compound of the Transformation Temple was staggered into a huge net, blocking all the space to escape, with a killing momentum, like a demon pounced on Wan Yan Feng.

The stick shadow pierced the void, and the invisible strength had not yet been added, and countless sharp edges had already touched Yan Feng's clothes!!

At this time, the corners of Wan Yan Feng's mouth were cold, his whole heart was cold to the bone, his eyes were as cold as a sword, narrowed slightly, and a long sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, still not moving.

He once promised Abbot Hui Liao that no matter what happens in the future, he must be wholehearted for good, but ...... Now endless hatred wells up in his heart!!

With the tyrannical word 'kill', Wan Yanfeng's brain shook violently, and a wave of hatred frantically surged into his heart: "What does the frivolity of heaven and earth have to do with me! When I suffer, how can the world have mercy!!"

Perhaps from this moment on, there was nothing but killing, hatred and hatred in his life.

Suddenly, he moved, and a bloodthirsty and sarcastic light burst out of his eyes, like a sharp divine sword, revealing a fierce and murderous aura.

The sword in his hand suddenly swung with ten thousand sword lights, and it was like the lightning of the nine heavens suddenly connected into a belt of light, directly colliding with the invisible stick shadow ushered in.

The original surging murderous aura also stopped in mid-air at this time......

Immediately after, he soared into the air, his body like lightning, flashing quickly in front of them, and countless blood sprayed like ink with the naked eye.

At this scene, the two elders were stunned, and when they came back to their senses, a young man covered in blood was standing among the bones, the young man's indifferent eyes scanned the surroundings, and the corners of his mouth leaked a touch of sarcasm.

"Beast!" an elder shouted angrily, his eyes burst with murderous intent, and he stepped in front of Wan Yan Feng in a few steps, and a big thin hand suddenly waved out!

A needle with a flickering cold light had already flown out of thin air, and before Yan Feng could react, it had already pierced into his acupoint.

"You ......" Yan Feng gritted his teeth, he naturally knew that this acupuncture point was a forbidden acupoint!

But before he finished speaking, the elder bent his fingers again, and the two silver needles ejected out again, falling into the large vertebrae, and the ******** of my internal force ......"

As the three silver needles fell, he finally understood the other party's intentions, and he clearly felt that his internal strength for more than ten years, the strength of the Seven Mountains, had come to naught in an instant.

"Damn!!" Wan Yan Feng watched as the internal force melted away, and his eyes gradually turned red!!

"I believe that it is better to abolish you than to kill you!" The elder had a hideous face, looking at Yan Feng's angry but powerless expression, his heart couldn't help but feel comfortable!

At that moment, the five fingers popped out, and several silver needles shot out at the same time, as fast as lightning, quickly hitting the Yan Feng Yintang, the sun, the human center, Yingxiang, and the Chengzhi acupoint, and then down the Tiantu acupoint to the Qihai acupoint, the wrist flipped over, and pressed heavily in the middle of his dantian.

"Boom!" Wan Yan Feng only felt that all the internal forces in his body had disappeared, and the whole person was weak and slumped on the ground, all his internal forces were abolished, and he once again experienced the emotion of despair......

"Wan Yan Feng, your time of death has come!" At this time, the faces of the other elders were full of hideousness, as if their original bloodthirsty faces were finally revealed.

And at this moment, a breeze blew across everyone's faces, this is a very ordinary majesty, but, in the blink of an eye, it merges, and the indescribable sharp aura.

A strong wind with a shocking edge blew from the sky above the temple, and countless fallen leaves tumbled out of a path to avoid it.

When everyone came back to their senses, a figure came as if they were strolling leisurely......

It's just that in an instant, he has already crossed in front of the elders, standing in front of Wan Yan Feng with his hands upright, everyone is terrified, you must know that the strength of the temple elders is already a nine-fold mountain, and the person in front of him seems to be even stronger, especially the body style, which can be described by the word "ghost".

The strong wind blew, and the supreme body method of the person who came had calmed down the breeze, but the ancient trees in the temple were still swaying, as if they were still exuding a sharp momentum and chilling in it.

"Who are you to dare to take care of the affairs of the Huasheng Temple!"

The surrounding airflow finally slowly calmed down, the breath that came to the body was gradually converging, the fallen leaves returned to calm, and their faces gradually became clear, and a sentence was softly spit out: "You have to spare people and spare people!" Huasheng Temple is originally Puji Cangsheng, why rush to kill everything, not to mention that the ghosts and gods are at fault, what is the fault of this child?"

Finally, everyone saw the appearance of the person clearly, and they were taken aback, dressed in white, with a fairy wind and bones, and a kind face......

“...... It's you ......" The elders' eyes suddenly realized, and a trace of fear flashed in an instant, this person is the great elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and his strength has entered the Ten Layers of the Earth Rank, and it is said that the Heavenly Sword Sect is the closest to the gods......

"This kid ...... I took ...... Do what you guys do......"

Saying that, a gust of wind rose again, and everyone couldn't open their eyes......

After a while, they slowly opened their eyes and looked around, but suddenly found that Wan Yanfeng was gone, and the person was also gone......